Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Hmph, it seems that you, the leader, are not popular at all!"

Duanmu Qingshan burst out laughing and saw Lin Canglang's face turning green and white, just like a clown.

"This is unreasonable!" Lin Canglang clenched his fists tightly and shouted again: "Where are the peak masters? Why don't you quickly lead the disciples of the peak sect to suppress the rebellion!"

As soon as these words came out, even though the peak masters still hesitated, but the leader had already named them, they did not dare to disobey. They could only count the disciples under their disciples and launched a siege against Master and Disciple Ling Feng.

Although the disciples were unwilling to take action against Ling Feng, they could not violate their master's words and could only obey his orders.

For a time, thousands of disciples formed an extremely huge formation. Under the mobilization of the masters of each peak, there were three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding Master and Disciple Ling Feng.

"snort!"

The situation reversed again. Lin Canglang sneered and shouted loudly: "What are you waiting for? Take down these two traitors quickly!"

"Disciple of Feixing Peak, kill me!"

Yang Wei was the first to shout loudly, and a killing formation composed of hundreds of Feixing Peak disciples immediately rushed out in a mighty manner.

Then, disciples from Cangyun Peak and Tianjian Peak also roared and rushed out.

Duanmu Qingshan's face darkened, a tragic look flashed in his eyes, he turned back to look at Ling Feng, took out a thin secret book from his arms and threw it over, saying in a deep voice: "Xiao Feng, this is what Lin Canglang has been thinking about. If you want the "Sword Book", you can take the "Sword Book" and escape, I will fight with that thief!"

Ling Feng stretched out his hand to grab the "Sword Sutra", put it into the spiritual ring, and said with a faint smile: "Master, you seem to have forgotten one thing!"

After saying that, Ling Feng directly took out the Jade Order of the Head of the Wenxian Sect, raised it high, and shouted loudly: "The Jade Order of the Head is here, let me see who dares to take action?"

The leader's jade order is the leader's token. Seeing the leader’s jade order is like meeting the leader!

Ling Feng holds the leader's jade order, which means he has the majesty of the leader.

Immediately, the disciples who were rushing over stopped and turned back to look at their respective peak masters.

The peak masters turned around and looked at Lin Canglang blankly, not knowing what to do.

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

Unexpectedly, this small token would play such a crucial role today.

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

"It's a joke, the leader's jade order is passed down from generation to generation by the founder of the mountain. Seeing the leader's jade order is like seeing the leader!" Ling Feng held the token high and stared at Lin Canglang coldly with his eyes like lightning, "Lin Canglang, I wonder which one is more powerful, you, the leader, or the founder of the Immortal Sect?"

"hiss!"

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

Ling Feng's words hit the nail on the head. Now, if Ling Feng uses the Jade Order of the head to mobilize the disciples of the Wenxian Sect, wouldn't the disciples all turn their guns to deal with them?

"You!" Lin Canglang was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He shouted angrily: "Ling Feng, you are just a traitor. What qualifications do you have to hold the jade order of the leader! And I am the leader who passed on the throne from the previous leader. !”

Lin Canglang raised the sword in his hand and shouted, "Disciples, why don't you quickly take down those two rebels? Do you all want to betray the sect?"

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

Just as the two sides were arguing and arguing, a loud shout came from the sky, and then, an old man with white beard and hair fell from the sky and slowly landed next to Duanmu Qingshan.

This person is clearly the elder of the Medicine 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 sighed and said with tears: "Junior Brother Duanmu, I have suffered so much for you these years!"

Seeing that Elder Yao actually stood on Duanmu Qingshan's side, Lin Canglang's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle Yao Shi, what do you mean? Are you going to collude with these two rebels and betray the Wenxian Sect together?" "

"Lin Canglang, you are not qualified to represent the Immortal Sect!" Elder Yao took a deep breath, fixed his eyes on Lin Canglang, and said coldly: "Lin Canglang, you senior brothers had an affair with the previous leader. What’s going on, do you really think you can go unnoticed?”

"You...I don't know what you are talking about!" Lin Canglang's expression changed and became distorted, "Uncle Medicine Master, you are already old, so you should return to the Pill Pavilion to take care of yourself. Don't mess around here!"

"Hmph, I must make the secret of that year public! Neither you nor your master Lu Tianji is qualified to be the leader of a faction!"

"It turns out, senior brother, you all know." Duanmu Qingshan clenched his fists. He was killed and his family was destroyed, and he was still trapped in Xiaozhu Peak for more than ten years. Who can understand the pain of being in the same faction as the enemy who killed his wife every day, but not being able to take revenge.

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

Elder Yao shook his head and sighed, and then told how the previous leader Lu Tianji colluded with his disciples to poison Duanmu Qingshan's wife, severely injured his daughter, and finally besieged Duanmu Qingshan's wife in order to obtain the secret book. Tell everything one by one.

The disciples present were all shocked. Although the Wenxian Sect was a third-rate sect, it was still a well-known and upright sect. They did not expect that the leader of the Wenxian Sect could be such a sanctimonious person.

"You old bastard! Have you said enough?" Lin Canglang finally became angry and raised the leader's sword, "In any case, I am asking the leader of the Immortal Sect, whoever dares to rebel against me is a traitor! This leader Anyone who dares to disobey will be shot without mercy!"

After saying that, Lin Canglang swiped his long sword and killed a dozen deacons standing nearby who were stunned on the spot.

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

However, this further aroused the disciples of Wenxian Sect to be dissatisfied with Lin Canglang, and one by one they turned against each other and sided with Ling Feng.

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

"A qualified leader would not draw a sword against his disciples!"

"Uncle Ling is qualified to be the leader, and you are just a despicable person!"

"Uncle Ling! Uncle Ling!..."

Even Ling Feng himself didn't realize that, unknowingly, he already had such a lofty status in the hearts of the disciples of Wenxian Sect.

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

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

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

The situation is over!

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

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

Lin Canglang firmly grasped the long sword in his hand, feeling dizzy in his mind. Is the influence of Ling Feng really that big?