Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 150 You are not qualified to be the leader at all!

"Hmph, it looks like you, the head of the sect, are not popular at all!"

Duanmu Qingshan laughed out loud, seeing that Lin Canglang's face turned green and white, he looked like a clown.

"There's no reason for that!" Lin Canglang clenched his fists tightly, and shouted again: "Where are the masters of the peaks? Hurry up and lead the disciples of the peak sect to suppress the rebellion!"

As soon as these words came out, even though the peak masters of the various peaks still hesitated, the masters had already named them, and they did not dare to disobey them. They could only count the disciples under their sects and launched a siege against Ling Feng's master and apprentice.

Those disciples were of course unwilling to take action against Ling Feng, but they must not disobey their master's words, they could only obediently obey orders.

All of a sudden, thousands of disciples formed an incomparably huge formation, and under the mobilization of the masters of the peaks, three layers inside and three layers outside surrounded Ling Feng's master and apprentice.

"Humph!"

The situation turned again, Lin Canglang sneered, and shouted loudly: "What are you waiting for, take down these two rebels!"

"Disciple of Feixing Peak, kill me!"

Yang Wei was the first to shout loudly, and the killing formation formed by hundreds of Feixing Peak disciples rushed out immediately.

Then, Cang Yunfeng, a disciple of Tianjianfeng, also rushed out with a loud roar.

Duanmu Qingshan's complexion sank, a tragic look flashed in his eyes, he looked back at Ling Feng, took out a thin book from his bosom and threw it over, said in a deep voice, "Xiaofeng, this is what Lin Canglang has been thinking about. The "Sword Manual" you want, you take the "Sword Manual" and escape, I will fight that thief!"

Ling Feng reached out and grabbed the "Sword Sutra", put it in the Naling Ring, and said with a faint smile: "Master, you seem to have forgotten one thing!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Feng directly took out the Yuling, the head of Wenxianzong, held it up high, and shouted loudly: "Here is the Yuling, the head of the sect, let me see who dares to make a move?"

The head's jade order is the head's token.Seeing the master Yu Ling is like seeing the master!
Holding the jade order of the head of the sect, Ling Feng has the majesty of the head of the sect.

Immediately, those disciples who came over stopped and looked back at their peak masters.

Those peak masters looked back at Lin Canglang stupidly, not knowing what to do.

"So that's how it is!" Duanmu Qingshan's eyes lit up, and he handed over the Jade Token to Ling Feng that day, just to protect Ling Feng comprehensively through the magic circle in the token.

Unexpectedly, today, this small token has played such a crucial role.

"Bastard, I'm the one who asked the head of the Immortal Sect!" Lin Canglang was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and said coldly: "All disciples obey the order, kill me! Kill! Kill!"

"It's a joke, the jade order of the master is passed down from generation to generation by the founder of the mountain. Seeing the jade order of the master is like seeing the master!" Ling Feng held up the token, his eyes were like lightning, and he stared at Lin Canglang coldly, "Lin Canglang, I don't know if it's you, the head of the sect, or the founder of Xianzong?"

"hiss!"

As soon as these words came out, the peak masters around Lin Canglang were all dumbfounded.

What Ling Feng said hit the nail on the head. Now, if Ling Feng used the sect master's jade order to mobilize the disciples of the Immortal Sect, wouldn't the disciples have to turn their guns and deal with them?
"You!" Lin Canglang yelled violently, "Ling Feng, you are just a rebel, what qualifications do you have to hold the Jade Order of the head of the sect! And I am the head of the sect passed down from the previous generation !"

Lin Canglang held up the sword in his hand and shouted, "Disciples, don't you hurry up and take down those two rebels? Could it be that you all want to rebel against the sect?"

"Lin Canglang, you are not qualified to be the leader!"

Just as the two sides insisted on their own opinions and argued endlessly, a shout came from the sky, and then an old man with white beard and hair fell from the sky and slowly landed beside Duanmu Qingshan.

This person is surprisingly the Elder Yao from the Pill Pavilion.

"Brother Yao, it's you!" Duanmu Qingshan was obviously a little excited to see his old friend again.

"Hey, it's me." Elder Yao let out a long sigh, and said with tears running down his face, "Junior Brother Duanmu, I have suffered so much for you all these years!"

Seeing Elder Yao standing beside Duanmu Qingshan, Lin Canglang's complexion changed, he gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Yao Shi, what do you mean? Could it be that you want to collude with these two traitors and betray Xianzong together? "

"Lin Canglang, you are not qualified to represent Xianzong!" Elder Yao took a deep breath, fixed his eyes on Lin Canglang, and said in a cold voice: "Lin Canglang, back then, your senior brothers and the previous generation of sect masters did it together. What is it, do you really think that you can hide it without anyone noticing it?"

"You...I don't know what you are talking about!" Lin Canglang's complexion changed, and his complexion twisted for a while, "Uncle Yao, you are old, you should return to the Pill Pavilion to retire, don't mess around here!"

"Hmph, I must disclose the secrets of the past to the public! You, and your master Lu Tianji, are not qualified to be the leader of a faction!"

"It turns out, senior brother, you know all about it." Duanmu Qingshan clenched his fists tightly. He was killed and his family was ruined, and he was still trapped in this small bamboo peak for more than ten years.Who can understand the pain of being in the same faction with the enemy who killed his wife every day, but not getting revenge.

"It's a pity that you were too incompetent back then to help you, junior brother."

Elder Yao shook his head and sighed, and explained how the previous master, Lu Tianji, colluded with his disciples, poisoned Duanmu Qingshan's wife, and severely injured his daughter in order to obtain the secret book. Things, revealed one by one.

The disciples present were all shocked. Although Wen Xianzong is a third-rate sect, it can be regarded as a well-known and decent sect. Unexpectedly, Wen Xianzong's head is such a dignified person.

"You old bastard! Have you said enough!" Lin Canglang finally became furious, and held up the sect leader's command sword, "Anyway, I'm asking the sect master, whoever dares to oppose me is a rebel! My sect master If there is an order, whoever dares to disobey will be shot to death!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Canglang swiped the long sword in his hand, and directly killed a dozen or so deacons who were standing in place beside him on the spot.

"Whoever dares to stop this sect leader, they will be your fate!"

However, this further aroused the dissatisfaction of the disciples of Wen Xianzong towards Lin Canglang, and they all turned against each other and sided with Ling Feng.

"Master Ling is holding the jade order of the sect master, we are willing to obey Master Uncle Ling!"

"A qualified sect leader will not draw his sword against his disciples!"

"Uncle Ling is qualified to be the head, but you are just a despicable villain!"

"Uncle Ling! Uncle Ling!..."

Even Ling Feng didn't realize it, unconsciously, he already had such a lofty position in the hearts of the disciples of Wen Xianzong.

Duanmu Qingshan originally thought that he would face thousands of troops today, but unexpectedly, these thousands of troops have become his allies!

He clenched his fists. Back then, he was always wary of Ling Feng, but in the end he chose to trust him without reservation.

This disciple of mine may have a convincing charisma that makes people unconsciously willing to follow him, trust him, and support him.

The trend is over!

Lin Canglang panicked, Li Liang, Yang Wei and the others also panicked, their faces were ashen.

"How did this happen? How did it become like this?"

Lin Canglang firmly grasped the long sword in his hand, feeling dizzy for a while. Is the influence of Ling Feng really that great?

(End of this chapter)