In the distance, Zhao Yuntian, Kang Guangzhi, and Qin Taiqing stood there, admiring in their hearts, they thought to themselves that Xue Lingyun was really resourceful. With Xue Lingyun's strength, of course, none of the more than 40,000 people here can take Xue Lingyun's palm. They didn't expect that Xue Lingyun would "force" these more than 40,000 people into this situation in this short period of time, and once no one could take Xue Lingyun's palm, Xue Lingyun would become the head of the Wuji Sect. Now almost all the core disciples of the Wuji Sect are here, and half of the inner and outer disciples are also here, if they recognize Xue Lingyun's position as the head of the sect, then the rest of the disciples can only admit it.

"Whoever comes first. Xue Lingyun flew to the middle of the crowd, looked at the disciples of the Martial Pole Sect around him, and said lightly.

At this moment, the sky is getting darker and darker, and the night is coming, but the sight of the surrounding cultivators is not affected, and they can still see the scene here.

"I'll come first!" I only heard the mid-stage cultivator of the Xuan Immortal who spoke first shouted.

The middle-aged man flew out from the crowd and headed towards Xue Lingyun, looking at Xue Lingyun with a proud expression.

"It's the core disciple Senior Brother Li Weicheng. ”

"Senior Brother Li is one of the few remaining people in the middle stage of the Xuan Immortal in the sect now, he has been training outside for more than thirty years, and he only returned to the sect two months ago, I heard that what he is best at is defense. ”

"He can definitely resist Xue Lingyun's palm. ”

"Yes, after Xue Lingyun leaves, we will nominate a more prestigious leader. ”

More than 40,000 disciples around him were discussing.

"Let's do it. Li Weicheng said coldly.

Xue Lingyun smiled faintly and slapped it forward with a casual palm.

Seeing that Xue Lingyun's palm didn't have much momentum, Li Weicheng's face showed a trace of disdain, he felt that Xue Lingyun's previous killing of Sun Zhenghong, Danjian and others might be fake. He had not seen these things with his own eyes, and he had been skeptical before, but now he was even more certain.

However, less than a thousandth of a second had passed, and Xue Lingyun's palm power had already come to him, and he suddenly felt that his breathing was about to stagnate, and his face changed greatly at this moment.

This palm power, which doesn't seem to have much momentum, actually contains the power of extremely terrifying martial arts.

Rumble!

Li Weicheng didn't even have time to resist, his body suddenly fell downward, he fell all the way down the valley 70,000 meters down, fell to the ground, and then got up in embarrassment.

"It seems that you can't stop my palm, who else, just come here. Xue Lingyun laughed.

"I, Cui Lihua, I'll take your palm!" Suddenly, a very obese middle-aged woman among the core disciples flew out, her face was eager to try, and she snorted coldly.

This is the core disciple Cui Lihua, who also has the mid-stage cultivation of Xuan Immortal.

Xue Lingyun didn't say much, he slapped it towards this "Cui Lihua" with a random palm.

Cui Lihua's face originally had a trace of disdain, but when Xue Lingyun's palm power arrived, she realized how terrifying Xue Lingyun's palm power was, it was like an ocean, far beyond the scope of what she could bear.

Rumble!

I saw Cui Lihua's body falling down like lightning, and she didn't stop until she was 70,000 meters down, and even pierced a huge pit in the valley, and the spring water in the valley came out of the pit, and it was only at this time that the pale Cui Lihua flew up again, and the corners of her mouth were bloody, obviously injured.

"Who else?" Xue Lingyun no longer paid attention to Cui Lihua below and laughed.

"I, Yang Ye, take your palm!" another loud cheer came.

I saw a man with a white beard, a tall figure, and a coercive look on his face rushing out from among the core disciples, and this man turned out to be a mid-stage cultivator of Xuan Immortal.

Now among the nearly five hundred core disciples here, there are only these three people in the middle stage of Xuan Immortal.

Seeing that the old man had already rushed over, Xue Lingyun still just slapped his palm casually, and Yang Ye let out a miserable scream, and his body also fell into the valley 70,000 meters below, and flew over after a while.

The more than 40,000 disciples of the Martial Extreme Sect around looked at Xue Lingyun with a hint of horror in their eyes...... You must know that Li Weicheng, Cui Lihua, and Yang Ye are already the strongest people among everyone, and none of them can catch Xue Lingyun's casual palm, and the others are even more impossible.

"I think you core disciples might as well go up together and see if you can take my Xue Lingyun's palm?" Xue Lingyun looked at the nearly five hundred core disciples around him and laughed.

"What did you say?" said a rather handsome female disciple.

"I said, you core disciples go together, as long as one of you can catch my palm power, I will quit the Wuji Sect. Xue Lingyun laughed.

"Arrogance!"

"How dare you say such a thing?"

"Even the Ancestral Immortals don't have such self-confidence!"

"Since he said so, let's give it a try. ”

"Up!"

A moment later, I saw that these nearly five hundred core disciples rushed towards Xue Lingyun together.

"Five hundred senior brothers and sisters have all rushed towards this person, I don't know if it is this person's opponent?"

"Senior brothers and sisters don't need to be his opponents, as long as someone can catch him, he has to leave Wuji Sect, and he will never be able to step into the position of head from now on. ”

"He can defeat the Taishang Master of the Half-Step Ancestral Immortal, and it is estimated that five hundred senior brothers and sisters are not his opponents...... However, as long as any of these senior brothers and sisters can take one trick from him, it should not be too difficult. ”

"Not bad, not bad. ”

The surrounding more than 40,000 outer disciples and inner disciples were discussing with their divine senses, and they all felt that at least one or two of the five hundred people could catch Xue Lingyun's palm power.

At the peak of Siguo Peak, Shen Yifan, Wu Jiuzhi, and Yun Qiao'er were all quite worried in their hearts, and they even felt that Xue Lingyun was a little too big.

On the other side, Zhao Yuntian, Kang Guangzhi, and Qin Taiqing were also looking at this side, and they were also guessing whether Xue Lingyun could defeat five hundred Xuan Immortal people with one palm.

Xue Lingyun stood in the heavy snow, when he saw these five hundred people rushing together, he still had a faint smile on his face, he still just slapped it lightly with a random palm, and his face was full of confidence.

I saw a golden palm shadow appear in front of me, but after a while, this golden palm shadow had turned into five hundred relatively smaller palm shadows, heading towards the five hundred people, which was the ethereal divine palm on the Taisho Thirteen Style.

More than five hundred people had sneers on their faces, they didn't believe that Xue Lingyun had the ability to defeat five hundred people with one palm, they felt that at least one or two people here could block Xue Lingyun's palm power.

The surrounding more than 40,000 disciples had already quieted down, and they were staring closely ahead.

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