Chapter 716 Respect

"Qin's nephew, you are too young and have little experience. I'm afraid it's difficult to take on the position of master."

As early as when the Blood Wolf Monk passed the throne to Qin Yan, Dugu Sheng expressed strong opposition. Now that the blood wolf monk died, Dugu Sheng raised this matter again at the first teacher's conference held by Qin Yan.

Qin Yan was not surprised and smiled and said, "Now there are only Uncle Dugu and Uncle Yan in the Holy Gate. Which one of you wants to be the master?

Yan Yin just shook her head and obviously didn't want to deal with this kind of thing. Dugu Sheng held his head high and said, "I'm not talented. I would like to temporarily take the position of master and wait for Qin's nephew to have enough qualifications..."

" Pull it down!" Qin Yan sneered, "At that time, you will definitely pass it on to your dear disciple Yan Yu. Isn't that right?

Dugusheng said in a low voice, "That's right!" Now that the blood wolf monk is not here, the two elders sweeping the floor and playing chess don't care about the affairs of the clan. No one can suppress him in the sect. He simply said, "Qin's nephew, if you know each other, leave as soon as possible, go to the Western Regions, go to the East China Sea, and stay away from the Central Plains. For the sake of Brother Fan, I can still save your life. Otherwise..."

"In a word, you want to seize the throne, don't you?" Qin Yan sneered.

"The doorkeeper is in a heavy position, and it should be the virtuous..."

Dugusheng didn't finish speaking, but saw that Qin Yan had got up and walked out: "Don't say these useless. Come and have a fight with me. Whoever has a big fist will talk!"

Dugusheng followed without hesitation. He knew that Qin Yan had just passed through the decline of his body, and Zhenyuan was unstable and was not his opponent at all.

On the narrow staircase in front of the Ghost Hall, two people stood and opened their posture.

The demons who are qualified to participate in the meeting watch the battle from a high place. Lu Xiaoxiang wanted to persuade him to fight, but was pulled by Yu Hanyan.

The two people in the field confronted each other for a long time, feeling the change of each other's atmosphere.

Qin Yan's right hand suddenly touched the hilt of the sword at his waist. Dugusheng seized the opportunity of this moment, lengthened into a deep black line, and rushed to Qin Yan in an instant. Then, he fell into a golden world.

There are thousands of lotus flowers, and the auspicious fog protects thousands of layers. Thousands of golden lamps shine and fall like rain.

Countless arhats, Bodhisattvas and Buddhas are densely arranged at a glance.

This is Xitianling Mountain, Daleiyin Temple.

At the twelve-pin lotus platform at the end of the sky, Qin Yan sat high in it and stared at him with a gentle smile...

"Ah-"

Dugusheng screamed, blood sprayed from his mouth, and his body fell heavily into the dust.

"Dayana Wanzang Sutra!" Yan Yin, who watched the battle from a high place, changed her color.

Qin Yan stepped out, stepped on Dugusheng's back, felt his convulsions and struggles, and said leisurely, "I really can't figure out why you always like to fight with me. Just because I killed a lifeless rebel, do you always remember it? What's his relationship with you? Is it your illegitimate son?

Dugusheng coughed, his mouth bled and foamed, and he couldn't speak.

"Oh, won't you let me guess right?"

"Master--" Lu Xiaoxiang jumped on the cliff and wanted to jump in, but was hugged by Yu Hanyan from behind. At this time, she didn't care about enjoying the warmth of Yu Hanyan. She struggled with fists, kicks and shouted, "Brother Qin, let go of Master!"

Qin Yan accidentally saw the scene of them hugging, and his face suddenly became gloomy, and the comfortable mood of revenge became bad. He immediately flew up and raised Dugusheng into the air. Dugusheng danced and wanted to stabilize his body, but he saw Qin Yan's body flashing, appeared behind him, and stepped down again.

"Bang--" rocks splashed, and most of Dugusheng's body was embedded in the step stone slab. His head was still exposed and raised weakly.

Lu Xiaoxiang screamed, and Yu Hanyan had to cover her mouth.

"Uncle Dugu, you don't look like you can be the master... Why are you so high on your head? Look at the stars?" Qin Yan stepped on Dugusheng's face and pressed his head down little by little. "You shed so much blood that you have stained my shoes." His feet wiped back and forth on Dugusheng and quickly cleaned up the blood stains on his boots.

Dugusheng finally found a chance to breathe, and his eyes flashed, and his figure bounced up from the ground--

"Oh!"

He only did half of his movements, and his back was kicked heavily and lay back again.

This foot is accompanied by the crisp sound of bones. If he doesn't grasp the treatment, he won't stand up for the rest of his life.

"Uncle, your vitality is really tenacious. You still refuse to give up. You are worthy of being the man who wants to be the master!" Qin Yan smiled and stepped on Dugusheng's shoulders and abandoned his arms. "To be honest, our holy gate needs such a fighting spirit as yours, which makes me a little moved. For Xiaoxiang's sake, I'll save your life!"

Hope surged in Dugusheng's heart. It's nothing if the limbs are exhausted. It can be picked up again. As long as you endure for a while, there is still hope of revenge.

But Qin Yan's next words smashed his luck: "But for such a tenacious person as you, you don't have to do something and worry about it. Then waste your sea of gas! Uncle, don't worry, just stay in the door. I promise you won't end up like a blood thief.

Looking at the finger that was getting closer and closer to his eyebrows, Du Gusheng finally couldn't help shouting in fear: "No, please! No--

That finger still clicked up. Dugusheng's cultivation is full of water.

No one in the demon gate has any objection to Qin Yan's position as the head of the door.

Handling the internal affairs, Qin Yan rushed to the front line with Yu Hanyan.

The news came from the front line that Zuo Xingqi, the former leader of Wulin, was attacked by the remnants of the right path and died on the spot.

This is a big event, and Qin Yan immediately went to the scene of the crime. Zuo Xingqi, who still planned to keep it and repair it slowly, but he didn't expect to be robbed first. Be sure to find out the first guy!

Qin Yan personally inspected Zuo Xingqi's body, accompanied by Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha, the leaders of the middle master.

Zuo Xingqi's death was extremely miserable, and there was almost no complete bone all over his body. At first glance, he knew that he was killed by a kendo master with extremely fierce sword spirit.

"What are the masters of swords left in the right way?" Qin Yan asked.

Fang Yiyuan reported a long list of names, such as Thunderbolt Sword, Flash Sword, Xiaoyao Sword and so on, all of which are strong men who have lived in seclusion for many years. If Qin Yan looks for it one by one, he won't have to do anything else in the next five years.

"I remember that Brother Lu's swordsmanship seems to be good?" Qin Yan's eyes glanced at Lu Yuqing behind Fang Yiyuan. He could see that Lu Yuqing had understood the seventh impeccable state of imperial art and approached his strength before the chief battle.

Lu Yuqing lowered his head modestly: "In front of the master, my brother's swordsmanship is not worth it."

"Well, indeed." Qin Yan nodded and pointed to Zuo Xingqi's body and said, "Your technique is too rude."

Fang Yiyuan and others suddenly changed color.

Qin Yan laughed again: "It's just a joke. Why are you so scared? Let's go and take me to the scene of the fight.

Fang Yiyuan dares not.