"Hmph, it's purely a fallacy. Don't misinterpret my meaning. What I mean is that the candidate for the sect leader is not to be passed down from blood, but all of this has a prerequisite.

First of all, he must be a member of our Demon Sect, secondly, he must be loyal to the sect, and secondly, his ability.

If you only talk about abilities, should you ask the people from the Zi Lei Sect to be the sect leader?"

Although Wang Yingren is old, his mind is still very fast.

Compared to Wang Ying, Wan Kui is much more direct: "Fang Jinglang, we all know your thoughts. Instead of talking about these things, it is better to do a game directly, and the strong will win."

"Zengzhu Wan is indeed a quick talker. I wonder what the other people have?"

Fang Jinglang did not object, but it would be better to say that this was his plan. Whether it was his potential talent than the younger generation or his direct appearance, he was full of confidence in his side.

The reason for doing this is because the descendants of the former sect leader were taken away. Although he didn't know who it was and whether he survived, as long as he fell into his plan, he was confident that he could solve everything.

Wang Ying immediately objected: "The sect leader not only needs strong force, but the most important thing is to have leadership ability and lead the sect to develop better."

Wang Ying knew that he was at a disadvantage in terms of force. If he agreed to this proposal, the position of sect leader would have nothing to do with him.

Wan Kui sneered at Wang Ying's words: "What's the use of even the strong leadership ability? This big fist in the world is the bottom line. Can you let an old and useless guy like you be the sect leader?"

Wang Ying's face suddenly turned red when Wan Kui hit his mind, but he was unable to refute Wan Kui's words. This is the most fundamental law in the world. Even those who are covered with a layer of skin cannot change their essence.

Seeing that Wang Ying was so angry that she couldn't speak by Wan Kui, Fang Jinglang smiled at Mu Yunzhi and looked at him: "Master Mu Gang, what do you think?"

"I have no objection, so you will decide."

After Mu Yunzhi expressed her opinion, everyone's eyes focused on Xu Xuyang.

Xu Xuyang thought for a moment and said, "We are all old guys. The future of the sect still lies with the younger generation. It's better to let them compete, so that we won't hurt our harmony."

Fang Jinglang's attitude undoubtedly shows that he is very confident in his strength, and Xu Xuyang also knows his own strength.

Although the bronze statue demon body he practiced was good, it was already at the end of the realm of seeing the gods. Unless he could get out of the cardinal position or had the opportunity, he could go further. Therefore, his combat power in the realm of seeing the gods was average, which was stronger than those at the bottom.

In addition, Jiang Ji had previously shown that he had defeated the realm of detachment and became increasingly unfathomable, so Xu Xuyang chose to put the opportunity to decide on this matter on Jiang Ji.

"oh?"

Fang Jinglang was a little surprised when he heard this. In his opinion, as among them, the strongest cultivation in public, Xu Xuyang should support this plan the most. Unexpectedly, Xu Xuyang took the initiative to hand over this matter to the next generation.

Fang Jinglang's eyes turned, and his eyes fell on Jiang Ji, who was standing behind Xu Xuyang. His slender eyes suddenly appeared, and a secret wave flashed and disappeared.

"Haha, since you all insist on your opinion, you might as well wait until the others arrive and choose one of these two plans together!"

These two plans are not only in his interests, but also in the interests of most people compared to the way of blood inheritance.

He believed that except for the person who secretly grasped the so-called "Young Sect Master", most of the others would choose one of them.

“That’s good.”

Mu Yunzhi's attitude seemed indifferent, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Father, the young sect leader has been invited."

Fang Biezhi walked in with a young man with a slightly tender face.

No matter what thoughts were in their hearts, everyone focused on the young man at the first time.

I saw him wearing black clothes, a cold face, and his whole body revealed a breath of being unaware of others. Faced with so many people's eyes, his expression still did not change at all, and it seemed that he was completely unaffected.

Fang Jinglang stood up and said with a smile: "Young Master, please sit here."

The young man nodded slightly, his face did not fluctuate at all. He walked straight to the upper head position and sat down.

After he sat down, Fang Jinglang continued, "This one is the descendant of the old sect leader, named Jiang Ming."

Then Fang Jinglang pointed at Xu Xuyang and others: "The young sect leader, the Xu Gang leader and others are all old people from the Moji Sect, and they are all loyal to the sect."

Xu Xuyang and others seemed to have not heard Fang Jinglang's introduction, and sat on the chair without saying a word, as if they had not seen Jiang Ming at all.

Fang Jinglang seemed to have not noticed the strange atmosphere, and continued, "Young Sect Master, we just discussed the issue of who succeeded the Sect Master, and unanimously decided to speak with ability. Then everyone will compete in the end. Whoever wins will have the final say. What do you think?"

Jiang Ming's cold face still had no expression, like a machine without emotion. When he heard Fang Jinglang's question mark, he was just pouting two words: "Yes."

"There are two tentative plans. If they decide to play in person, then it will be up to the subordinates. If it is a fight between the younger generation, then it will be up to the court."

"good."

Fang Jinglang turned around and looked at Xu Xuyang and others who were unmoved, without any displeasure, but said, "You have heard it too? No matter what way you decide the position of the sect leader in the end, Fang will do his best to contribute to the young sect leader.

Whether you believe it or not, the young sect leader is the young sect leader.”

Everyone didn't believe Fang Jinglang's nonsense at all, and they were all thinking about what Fang Jinglang was thinking about.

"If we want us to believe in his identity, then take out the evidence. Otherwise, no matter how beautiful you say, I will not recognize it. If you want to use this to win people's hearts and reduce everyone's resistance, then speak with the facts."

Wan Kui did not hide his thoughts at all, staring at Jiang Ming with his eyes as if he wanted to see through him.

Fang Jinglang sighed: "Well, since you don't believe in Fang, for the sake of the reputation of the young sect leader, I'd better provide some evidence."

He bent down slightly, bowed respectfully to Jiang Ming, and then said, "Young Master, please demonstrate the Wansha Guiyuan Gong. This martial art is a magical skill that can be practiced by the sect masters of all generations. Except for the sect master, no one else knows where it is. Even Xu Guardian should only know the Seven Sha Demon Extreme Sword, right?"

As soon as this statement came out, Xu Xuyang was shocked because what Fang Jinglang said was right. In theory, only the sect leader could know the inheritance of the Wansha Guiyuan Gong, except for his confidant who was entrusted to the orphan.

And if what Fang Jinglang said is true, then how did the Ten Thousand Demons Guiyuan Gong leak?
Chapter completed!