Invincible from a hundredfold talent

Yang Wanhong looked around, and his eyes swept over the elders of the Saint Martial Xuanzong.

"Fellow fellows, the suzerain Yuan Cheng has fallen, and the Holy Martial Xuanzong is becoming more and more turbulent. Since I, Yang Wanhong, have this level of cultivation, I should take on the heavy responsibility and lead the Holy Martial Xuanzong to grow. From today on, I will recognize myself as the master of the Holy Martial Xuanzong. Dissatisfied?"

Chapter 381 The First Divine Peak Shocks

on the high platform.

Yang Wanhong's voice kept echoing.

All around, many elders of Shengwu Xuanzong spoke out one after another.

"Elder Yang's cultivation is the highest in the sect, so he should be the suzerain!"

"Now the sect is in turmoil, and we need someone with a strong cultivation base to suppress the turmoil."

"That's right, I'm waiting for nothing."

I heard that many elders did not object.

A satisfied smile appeared on Yang Wanhong's face.

Before selecting the suzerain this time, he made a lot of preparations. In addition to transferring Li Shenxian from the sect and sending people to severely injure Yan Shoufeng, he also put some stubborn elders under house arrest in advance.

The rest of these people!

Whether it's true or false, it's all about him.

To know!

Among these people, apart from a few elders who had joined Ouyang's family with him, there were also many hidden people from other forces. They were able to submit obediently and give up the position of suzerain because of some previous arrangements.

Otherwise, even if they can't compete for the suzerain position, there will be a lot of conflicts, how can they submit as they are now.

Yang Wanhong was extremely proud of himself.

After looking around for a week.

The old and magnificent voice still came.

"Since all of you are so interested in me, then the elders will do their part."

The sound keeps echoing!

But before it reached everyone's ears, an extremely discordant voice came.

"I disagree."

Sounds like a bell!

Instantly spread to everyone's ears.

Above the first divine peak, an old man in a gray robe appeared. His face was pale, and he looked seriously injured, but the powerful origin in his body made everyone dare not underestimate him.

"Yang Wanhong, you betrayed the Holy Martial Emperor Xuanzong and joined Ouyang's family. Even if I, Yan Shoufeng, die, I will not let you succeed."

Yan Shoufeng flew away.

Came to the middle of the high platform, in front of Yang Wanhong.

Yang Wanhong's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Elder Yan, you are not the only one who is loyal to the Holy Martial Xuanzong. Are you slandering me so much because you are afraid that I will snatch your suzerain position?"

"Loyalty?"

Yan Shoufeng laughed back angrily: "The Loyal and True Society invited so many outsiders to participate in such a major event as the selection of the suzerain that is related to the rise and fall of the sect? The Loyal and True Society put all their opponents under house arrest before that? "

Hearing Yan Shoufeng's rhetorical question, Yang Wanhong's face turned livid: "Yan Shoufeng, it's useless to talk too much. Today is a big day for the selection of the suzerain. If you don't want to participate, then retreat. If you waste time, you are a sinner of the sect."

"Hmph, I know I can't stop you alone."

Yan Shoufeng snorted coldly.

A sharp edge erupted from his eyes, sweeping in all directions, making all the forces here feel awe-inspiring.

"But I risked my life, and I would not let you inherit the suzerain position so easily, otherwise you would think that there is no one in my Holy Martial Xuanzong!"

"So, you want to compete with me to determine the position of suzerain based on the outcome?" Yang Wanhong asked with a sneer.

"So what?"

Yan Shoufeng shouted loudly.

All over the body, bright golden light lingered out.

Golden illusion!

An indestructible golden streak of thousands of feet condensed out.

Invincible!

The moment it appeared, the terrifying coercion swept all directions. On this first divine peak, all the people who came came with awe-inspiring spirits. Most of them did not have the cultivation of a great saint. Once they were involved, they would only Afraid of being difficult to escape.

Then Yang Wanhong kept saying that everything was arranged properly!

How could such a change still occur?

Just when everyone was in doubt, the sneer on Yang Wanhong's face became even worse.

"Unbelievable!"

He drank lightly.

The origin in his body swept out, and the surging origin gathered in his palm, as if controlling the world, and with a sudden palm, he pushed towards the golden body horizontally.

Rumble!

between heaven and earth.

It was bleak!

But after the dimming, a golden light suddenly flashed on Yang Wanhong's right palm.

Just hear a "click".

Yan Shoufeng's indestructible golden body thousands of feet shattered.

"what!"

Yan Shoufeng screamed, his eyes full of disbelief.