Li Wenxian appeared on the stage, standing on the stage with a very regular manner, and smiled slightly at the audience, saying, "I represent Jian Huifeng. Everyone can choose me later, thank you."

Li Wenxian's words were a very simple sentence, but they contained incredible confidence. The representatives who had just started on stage were confused. Just this? Just this? Someone chose you in just these two sentences. Have you fooled these students as fools?

In fact, this is not because Li Wenxian fools these students, but because Li Wenxian is so familiar with these students. After six days of getting along, Li Wenxian was a teacher for them for six days, especially Li Wenxian's teaching helped them overcome the difficulties and successfully passed the qi assessment. At this time, everyone was very grateful. How could they not choose Li Wenxian?

Li Wenxian walked off the stage, and Yan Wenming smiled and said, "What a concise speech. Well, after the speeches of each peak, I will invite all the students to choose one by one."

As soon as Yan Wenming finished speaking, the students below were instantly in anger and the discussion sounded one after another. At this time, a disciple of Zhentianfeng who maintained order asked the students to line up and questioned one by one.

"Who do you choose?"

"Sword Returns to Peak"

"And you?"

"Sword Huifeng."

"Next?"

"Sword Returns to Peak!"

...

The disciples of Zhentianfeng asked one by one. As they asked, all the disciples around them stopped talking. Even the masters of Zhufeng, who were observing the counting votes in the dark, were silent because they discovered a terrible question. All the students who were asked chose Jianhuifeng.

Soon the number expanded to thirty people, and all of these thirty people were Jian Huifeng. At this time, Zheng Qingyuan, who was famous in Yuanfeng, became anxious and uneasy. He felt that he had shot himself in the foot.

Originally, I didn't want to receive thirty disciples from the sword to Huifeng, but now I'm looking more than thirty.

"Senior brother!"

Zheng Qingyuan looked at Zhang Qingxu and shouted anxiously. Zhang Qingxu waved his hand and said, "Things have come to this point, let it go to fate and cannot be changed!"

"Ah, this..."

"What's this? If Junior Brother Zheng is still dissatisfied, you might as well make a fuss with me. If the sword in your hand can beat me, I don't want a disciple!"

Li Qingping was angry by Zheng Qingyuan's repeated repeated attempts. When he glared, the sword in his hand seemed to be unsheathed.

Zheng Qingyuan really didn't dare to say anything more when Li Qingping got angry, mainly because he couldn't beat him. In the Taishang Dao Sect, although Jian Huifeng's disciples were the least, Jian Huifeng's strength was still very strong. The entire Taishang Dao Sect dared to say that he was better than Li Qingping in cultivation. Except for the head Zhang Qingxu, no one dared to promise because Li Qingping was too strong.

Zheng Qingyuan became honest, but his eyes were staring at everything in the field. At this time, the number of people had exceeded fifty, and all of these fifty people actually chose Jianhui Peak. This tm was simply a ghost.

"Which do you choose?"

"Sword Huifeng."

"And you?"

"Sword Returns to Peak!"

...

The number of people passed one by one, and in the end, eighty people, without exception, all chose Jianhui Peak. The scene suddenly lost control. The other representatives of the peaks were confused. How could there be no one? Why didn’t there not one? The dark side, the dark side!

"Why, you guys are crazy, why do you all choose Jian Huifeng?"

The disciple of Mingyuanfeng, who could not stand such a blow, stared at the eighty students and asked. After hearing this, the eighty students just said an extremely firm sentence: "The lord needs us!"

That's right, Li Wenxian needs them. They are here. What a simple word. They have been born, studied hard, trained hard, and entered the Imperial College, waiting for the Immortal Ascension Conference. During this long period of time, they have never made a decision for themselves, and today they are willing to use their future to bet on Li Wenxian.

"No, absolutely not. All eighty people return to Jian Huifeng. I will never agree to this plan, and I will never agree to it!"

When Zheng Qingyuan saw that all the eighty disciples were Guijian Huifeng, he was already furious. The defeat in this battle was too unfair. He was not convinced. How did he fail? He has not figured out yet.

"No, this allocation plan needs to be changed!"

Zheng Qingyuan slapped the table and said, and as soon as he finished speaking, the head sect's real face sank, looking at Zheng Qingyuan and said, "What do you want?"

"Senior brother, this plan cannot be used. I agree with the first plan you proposed. We will distribute it equally. Thirteen people in one peak, and 80 people must not return to Jianhuifeng. Otherwise, what is this Immortal Ascension Conference? Is it a fairy ascension Conference set up for Jianhuifeng Peak? Don't say I don't agree, my fellow disciples can't agree either!"

Zheng Qingyuan was preparing to break the jar this time and even pulled his fellow disciples to come and take the shore.

Li Qingping was angry after hearing Zheng Qingyuan's words: "My surname is Zheng, what do you mean by changing it? This plan, the previous plan is not your approval, and now you don't admit it. If the result is in your interests, you agree. If it is not in your interests, you will roll around and change the plan. Look at what is the difference between you and the ruffian in the market now? I have never seen a shameless person like you!"

"Shameless, Senior Brother Li, what qualifications are you, a traitor's disciple, to talk to me about shamelessness? If the master hadn't been kind back then, you would have gone to the underworld with your traitor master, and there would be the qualifications to tell me this!"

Zheng Qingyuan shouted with a dark face.

"Zheng Qingyuan, dare to insult our teacher and kill him!"

When Li Qingping saw that Zheng Qingyuan dared to insult his master. Although his master did something wrong back then, he was a teacher for one day and a father for life. Now someone scolded your father, can you bear it?

Li Qingping shouted angrily, and then the sword in his hand instantly pulled out the scabbard. As soon as he was half apart from the scabbard, Zhang Qingxu suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand and suddenly pressed Li Qingping's hand and shouted: Stop!

Click!

But it was too late. Li Qingping's sword energy had already flew out. Zheng Qingyuan hurriedly dodged. The next moment, a pillar of the four people hugging behind him was instantly cut open and collapsed.

Seeing this, Zheng Qingyuan wiped his sweat and shouted coldly: "Li Qingping, you are really playing!!"

Li Qingping looked dark and said nothing, but Zhang Qingxu said coldly: "Have you made enough trouble? Get out of trouble, let the disciples see what kind of virtue your teacher is."

"Junior Brother Qingping took the sword!"

Zhang Qingxu said, and Li Qingping slowly inserted the sword back into the scabbard. Zheng Qingyuan looked at Zhang Qingxu at this time and said, "Senior Brother, have you seen it? Did you see it? As a teacher, Li Qingping is so irritable. It would be useless if he gave all his disciples. Why don't we change the plan for the senior brother in charge."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Qingxu heard Zheng Qingyuan's words and shouted coldly, then turned around and walked, and said, "According to the rules, all the eighty disciples of this Immortal Ascension Conference return to Jianhuifeng..."
Chapter completed!