"It is said that the purpose of recruiting all internal disciples this time is to assess a person who has defeated younger martial brother haofeiyu. As long as he accepts a challenge from three generations of disciples and wins, the leader will accept this person as his own disciple."
"The leader''s own disciple? Isn''t that the candidate for the next leader? What''s his name? Is he highly accomplished? He can defeat haofeiyu. As far as I know, haofeiyu has entered the realm of refining yuan and refined into the secret of divine knowledge and imperial sword in Xinyuan sword dictionary."
"A disciple of my martial uncle Jinjian said that his name was Luo Zheng. He only had the cultivation of Yunyuan territory, but he was vigorous and powerful. He was cut by Uncle Shi Jianshi and didn''t die!"
"What? Yunyuan territory defeated haofeiyu. It''s impossible! Younger martial brother Feiyu is the first genius of our Nanhai sword sect in a hundred years!"
"I don''t think it''s possible, but there should be no mistake in the news. It''s said that Luo Zheng''s talent is far better than Hao Feiyu, otherwise the leader wouldn''t accept him as his own disciple."
"Haofeiyu''s strength is unique among our three generations of disciples. If Luo Zheng defeats him, we are no match."
"This assessment is not so simple. It is said that the leader asked him to spend half a month in the sword pavilion to cultivate a sword technique of our Nanhai sword school, and to accept the challenge with this sword technique, but now it seems that it is only nine days..."
Many disciples were discussing it. They were surprised one by one, and many people envied it. Among the three generations of disciples, few could enter the sword Pavilion. They could count it with a slap.
More disciples are extremely jealous. The leader''s own disciples can enjoy too many cultivation resources.
Moreover, it is almost certain to become the leader''s biography and take over the position in the future.
"Here comes the headmaster!"
Eight streamers came and fell on the sword fighting platform.
"I''ve seen the leader!"
"I''ve seen you elders!"
There are more than 500 Internal disciples of Nanhai sword sect. They have the weakest cultivation and are also the cultivation in Yunyuan territory.
The eight people who fell on the sword fighting platform were seven celebrities, including the leader Yun Jian, Jin Jian, long Jian, and Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng''s body was empty and fit in black clothes. He was slender, and the lines on his face were gentle and handsome.
At this time, it was the end of summer, and Luo Zheng was 16 years old. The childishness on his face had long disappeared and was replaced by a masculine smell.
"That person is Luo Zheng?"
"It doesn''t look outstanding."
"This man is really just the cultivation of Yun yuan territory. He wants to defeat our disciples in the inner door after cultivating a sword technique in nine days. I think he can defeat him with my cultivation of Yun yuan territory without the help of senior brothers who practice yuan territory or gather yuan territory."
Some disciples looked at Luo Zheng and said with a smile.
"Elder martial brother, although Luo Zheng has outstanding talent, it only took nine days after all. I think the strength of the disciples challenging him should not be too strong, otherwise it would be unfair. Just choose from the disciples in Juyuan territory."
Longjiandao man pondered a little, looked at Yunjian and said.
"Hehe, younger martial brother Longjian''s words are bad. Luo Zheng''s sword broke the leader''s elder martial brother''s amulet, which is equivalent to the strength of casting yuan territory. Even the sword technique just refined is not weak. Besides, the leader''s own disciples are related to the future rise and fall of the sect. How can we be careless? Let my angry disciple Hou Cong go to war."
The golden sword sneered and shouted, "Hou Cong, your strength is not as good as Feiyu, but you are also one of the best disciples of our school. It is related to the dignity of my golden sword. You should be careful and try your best to fight Luo Zheng!"
"I take orders!"
A figure rose from among the disciples of the inner sect and landed on the sword fighting platform.
At this time, Hou Cong, wearing armor and holding a long sword, was obviously ready.
"Jin Jian, do you accept disciples this time or the leader elder martial brother? Besides, Hou Cong entered the yuan refining realm five years ago, and his strength is not weaker than haofeiyu..."
Taoist Longjian frowned and said.
Hou Cong''s talent is also amazing, and he is nearly 30 years old. His vitality cultivation is still above Hao Feiyu. Luo Zheng, with the cultivation of Yun yuan territory, can''t be his opponent with a sword technique that has only been practiced for a few days.
However, just before Taoist Longjian finished, Hou Cong had already shot.
"Luo Zheng, you hurt my younger martial brother Hao Feiyu. Now let me see how strong you are!"
Hou Cong''s body flashed, and the long sword in his hand had already stabbed out. His vitality turned into a rolling river, and the waves surged towards Luo Zheng.
This long river is transformed into sword Qi. Every wave is a sword Qi. In an instant, it is like ten thousand swords, like a flood, which suddenly sends out the power of destroying the sky and the earth.
At that moment, it was like a once-in-a-million-year flood that broke out and destroyed the world, washed down thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and tore apart the world!
"This is the Tianhong sword formula of the middle grade of the earth level!"
"Elder martial brother Hou''s strength is really amazing. Among the inner disciples, he can be ranked in the top three!"
"No matter how talented Luo Zheng is, he can''t cultivate a sword technique that can resist the Tianhong sword formula in nine days. Besides, he is the cultivation achievement of Yunyuan territory!"
Many disciples of the inner sect changed their faces. Although they were from the same sect, they rarely saw Hou Cong show such a powerful sword technique.