"Palace leader, is your decision a little hasty?"


    On the Tianshu peak, Jiang Tianshu frowned slightly and asked carefully.


    As Yang Xuan''s master, Jiang Tianshu certainly hopes that his most promising disciple will take over the position of leader of the sword temple one day, but now Yang Xuancai has just returned from the eternal life hall and has not even had time to rest.


    In addition, it is a grand event for the sect to pass the throne. It is necessary to select the auspicious day, announce it to the world, and invite all the heroes of the world to come to watch the ceremony. Only in this way can we show the magnanimity of the big sect.


    Most importantly, Yang Xuan has offended the Lingxiao sword Pavilion behind Zuo lengchan. If Gu tongxuan passes the throne to Yang Xuan so hastily, it will inevitably make people feel a little worried.


    "Yes, you can''t rush to pass the throne. I hope the palace leader will think twice."


    At the moment, some of the leaders of each peak also spoke. Obviously, they all had the same concerns as Jiang Tianshu.


    "I know what you are worried about, but since I dare to spread it to Yang Xuan, I have prepared for the worst."


    Gu tongxuan''s way doesn''t seem to be afraid of Lingxiao sword Pavilion.


    This confidence did not come from himself, but from Yang Xuan.


    This is a magical young man. He looks reckless and conceited on the surface, but in fact he is thoughtful, but he is very righteous. He will not make enemies for himself for no reason, let alone cause trouble to the sect.


    Thinking of this, Gu tongxuan''s voice raised again, "I have made up my mind. Who refuses to accept it, or I''m afraid that Lingxiao sword Pavilion will come to the door for revenge in the future, so I can pack up my bags and leave here. I won''t stop it."


    The voice fell, but no one answered. After a short silence, the peak leaders, elders and tens of thousands of sword Temple disciples all spoke and expressed their willingness to live or die with the sect.


    "This is your choice. I hope you won''t regret it in the future."


    Gu tongxuan nodded and said to Yang Xuan, "although the sword palace is small, it was founded by myself and spent countless efforts. It can be said that the sword palace is my home. I hope you can take it as your own home and protect it with all your heart."


    "I will live up to the palace master''s trust."


    Yang Xuan said solemnly on his face that the matter had come to this point. No matter whether he wanted it or not, he had to take over the leadership of the sword temple and continue to develop the sword temple.


    "Ha ha, you are the leader of a sect now, and I am a shopkeeper, so don''t call me the palace leader any more."


    Gu tongxuan laughed and immediately said, "what are you doing? Don''t you see the new palace master yet."


    "I''ll see the palace master."


    They bowed down and shouted in unison,


    "Hehe, everybody get up."


    Yang Xuan smiled and waved his hand and said, "the sword palace is still the original sword palace. It won''t change anything because of my position. I won''t meddle in the affairs of the sect in the future. Everything is still dominated by the seven peaks."


    When he said this, he said, "no matter what happens, it doesn''t mean I''m an idle person. If there''s really any guy who doesn''t open his eyes to provocation and malicious trouble, I''ll be the first to stand up and protect the image and interests of the sect. In short, I won''t let anyone in the sword palace be bullied by outsiders one day when I''m Yang Xuan."


    This short speech immediately excited the whole sword temple.


    The leaders of each peak are fine. After all, they have practiced for many years, and their minds are relatively calm. However, many sword Temple disciples are different. They are infected by Yang Xuan''s impassioned words, and they also have more and more respect for Yang Xuan in their hearts.


    This is the new leader of their sword temple, the leader of a school. As long as he is still in the sword temple, their sword temple will become stronger and stronger, and as a member of the sword temple, they will be proud of it.


    "Hum, although this guy is often not serious, but now he has to say that he is really handsome."


    Shen Yuexin snorted, but the corners of her mouth could not help but tilt up and felt happy for Yang Xuan''s achievements.


    "Yang Xuan is a master teacher. Won''t we all become a master teacher''s wife in the future?"


    Xia Yuwei raised her eyebrows.


    Su ziyao smiled. "It''s not so easy for Mrs. Zhang Jiao to do it. Let''s be the little woman behind Yang Xuan. However, if we really want to elect someone to be Mrs. Zhang Jiao, I''d prefer sister Qin."


    "Sister ziyao joked. I don''t want to be a leader''s wife, and Yang Xuan will never choose a leader''s wife."


    As soon as Qin Lan''s voice fell, Yang Xuan''s laughter came from the sky, "ha ha, who said I wouldn''t choose, you are all my wives and the wife of the leader of my sword temple. In a few days, I will announce the world and hold a grand wedding."


    The laughter spread. Even if there was a disciple Lang in the sword temple, he said, "congratulations to the leader of the leader''s sect. I wish the leader and the wives of the leader''s sect will be united forever and have a son early."


    Then there was another sound of congratulations, and the scene was very lively


    "This son is getting married soon. I''m afraid we have to prepare a generous gift when we go back."


    The news that Yang Xuan was about to get married clearly spread to a group of Shenwu mainland experts in the distance with his laughter.


    While sighing one by one, I also understand that this wedding is bound to be unprecedented. I''m afraid all people with some identity in the whole Shenwu continent will congratulate them on the spot.


    "Young generation, on your wedding day, I will give gifts to Lingxiao sword Pavilion. I''m afraid it''s too heavy for you to bear."


    Zuo lengchan suddenly opened his mouth. For a moment, he felt that his angry eyes were sweeping towards him.


    "Bold!"


    "Hum, do you really think this is your Lingxiao sword pavilion? Dare to threaten our leader of the sect. I think you really don''t want to leave alive."


    "Palace leader, this person can''t stay. It''s better to take him as a hostage than wait for Lingxiao sword pavilion to come to the door in the future."


    In the sword palace, there were angry voices one after another, and the crowd was angry.


    "All right, everybody be quiet."


    Yang Xuan waved his hand, then looked to the left and said, "the 15th day of next month will be my wedding day. As long as someone dares to give gifts in Lingxiao sword Pavilion, I Yang Xuan will have the courage to accept them."


    After saying that, his voice turned cold in vain. "That''s the end of the nonsense. You can leave the imperial spirit for me and go away now."


    "The imperial spirit is on me. If you really have the ability, come and take it yourself."


    Zuo lengchan angrily said.


    "I wanted to save you some face, but you didn''t. anyway, I''ll show you my means and show you what the real imperial spirit is."


    Yang Xuan''s face was cold. He tore off his coat and revealed a strong chest. It was clearly visible that dark magic patterns crisscrossed and dense, just like a pair of ancient magic tattoos, emitting a towering evil spirit!


    "This is..."


    As soon as Zuo lengchan''s pupil shrinks, he seems to see some terrible monster.


    Other people, including Gu tongxuan, leaders of all peaks, foreign leaders from all sides, many experts in Shenwu mainland, and countless sword Temple disciples, were all shocked by this scene at this moment.


    No one expected that the evil Qi in Yang Xuan''s body was so strong that it was like the presence of a demon God, giving people a terrible feeling.