Qin Fei suddenly brought Jiang Ting to Qingyang Sword Sect.

He wants to be the leader of Qingyang Sword Sect.

He took a fancy to the resources behind the Qingyang Sword Sect.

At this time, the Qingyang Sword Sect is no longer the Qingyang Sword Sect of the past. Now the Qingyang Sword Sect is already the number one sect in the northern border and has also taken control of the Yuwu Fairyland.

No one knows better than Qin Fei what this means.

He wanted to take charge of the Qingyang Sword Sect, become the leader of the number one sect in the northern border, master the Yuwu Immortal Realm, make use of the resources in the Yuwu Immortal Realm, and do his best to improve his cultivation.

He wants to become the strongest survivor in the North, then unlock the seal of the Demon Abyss, release the ancient demons, and then use the power of the ancient demons to unify the world and become the strongest in the entire Wu Continent.

He has great ambitions.

So, he finally showed his fangs to Jiang Ting.

He captured Jiang Qitian, and used Jiang Qitian to threaten Jiang Ting.

He wanted Jiang Ting to help him take the position of the leader of Qingyang Sword Sect.

"In the entire Qingyang Sword Sect, no one is more qualified than Qin Fei to become the Sect Master of Qingyang Sword Sect!"

Jiang Ting's voice reached the ears of everyone present.

"what?"

All the elders in the hall were startled when they heard this.

Jiang Ting has a special identity, she is the daughter of Jiang Qitian, and the previous leader of Qingyang Sword Sect, Qingyangzi, is her grandfather.

Although Qingyangzi has passed away, he still has many disciples and old friends.

The Kung Fu Transmission Elder Cangxiao, the Medicine Valley Elder Qinglian, and the Scripture Pavilion Elder Gufeng were all his disciples.

And Qingyang Zi's fellow disciples are now also elders of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

The current law-enforcing elder, Lei Xuan, is also Qingyangzi's junior fellow apprentice.

Now, Jiang Ting stood up to support Qin Fei, and everyone was surprised.

However, when everyone thought about how good Jiang Ting was to Qin Fei, they understood.

"I still say the same thing. Only if he draws out the Qingyang Sword, will Qin Fei be qualified to become the leader of my Qingyang Sword Sect."

Ling Daochen looked at Jiang Ting and said sternly.

The other elders looked at Qin Fei coldly.

Without the sword stone, how could Qin Fei possibly draw out the Qingyang Sword?

The sword-drawing ceremony that day was a complete hoax, which brought complete disgrace to the Qingyang Sword Sect.

Qin Fei still had the nerve to stand here, and they all had to admire his courage.

"Ha ha……"

Qin Fei suddenly burst into laughter.

Everyone looked at Qin Fei in the hall in astonishment.

Jiang Ting stood aside with a blank expression.

"Without me, the Qingyang Sword Sect's most precious treasure, the Qingyang Sword, would have been snatched away by the Demon Cult. I stole the sect's treasure, which is a great achievement for the sect. Moreover, I have an innate Taoist body, a semi-saint cultivation, and I have inherited the sect master's legacy. Who else is more qualified than me to sit on the position of sect master?"

Qin Fei pointed at the vacant throne in the middle of the hall and said loudly.

Everyone's face turned pale when they heard this.

At this time, countless Qingyang Sword Sect's direct disciples and inner disciples had gathered outside the hall.

Lei Renjie, Zheng Fan and others are among them.

Song Qiang, Lin Wangchuan and others also rushed over after hearing the news.

Qin Fei actually wants to be the sect leader?

Song Qiang and the others were all shocked.

Jiang Qitian's current life and death is unknown, and the Qingyang Sword Sect cannot be without a leader for a day.

Moreover, Jiang Qitian's Dantian had been destroyed, and he had become a useless person. Even if he came back alive, he would never be able to be the leader of Qingyang Sword Sect again.

All the elders of Qingyang Sword Sect also believed that Jiang Qitian was no longer suitable to be the Sect Master of Qingyang Sword Sect.

He originally wanted to choose someone to temporarily take over the position of the sect leader.

Who would have thought that Qin Fei suddenly showed up.

"That's right. The Holy Son has made great contributions to the sect. Only he is qualified to be the leader of our Qingyang Sword Sect."

Outside the hall, someone in the crowd shouted.

"Yes, if it weren't for the Holy Son, the sect's treasure, the Qingyang Sword, would have been stolen by the Demon Cult."

Someone nodded.

"In terms of talent and cultivation, who can compare to the Holy Son?"

Many people echoed.

Soon, the emotions of countless Qingyang Sword Sect disciples outside the hall were intentionally guided, and they all spoke out in support of Qin Fei.

The expressions of the elders in the hall gradually changed.

"The sect rules cannot be violated. Who among all the sect elders sitting here has not made contributions to the sect? Even I, Ling Daochen, once killed the elders of the Demon Sect who came to attack my Qingyang Sword Sect. What does this mean? I still say that whoever can pull out the Qingyang Sword is qualified to sit on the position of the sect master."

Ling Daochen's extremely majestic voice rang out.

"This……"

The Qingyang Sword Sect disciples outside the main hall were all startled.

"That's right. Whoever can pull out the Qingyang Sword will be qualified to become the leader of our Qingyang Sword Sect."

Law enforcement elder Lei Xuan also said.

"That's right!"

The elder who taught the skills, Cang Xiao, also nodded.

All the elders echoed.

This is the attitude of the Qingyang Sword Sect's Elder Council.

"Very good, draw your sword, right?"

Qin Fei glanced at all the elders present.

He knew that as long as he could not draw the Qingyang Sword in his hand today, he would not be able to take the position of the leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

Therefore, only by pulling out the Qingyang Sword can he get everything he wants.

Everyone was looking at Qin Fei in the hall.

Jiang Ting's face looked a little pale.

She looked at Qin Fei, and there was a hint of hatred in the depths of her eyes.

That day, she chased Qin Fei and left Qingyang Mountain.

Who would have thought that after Qin Fei left Qingyang Mountain, he directly found those people from the Demon Cult.

Those people from the Demon Cult actually called Qin Fei Young Master.

Qin Fei is actually the young master of the Demon Cult.

Qin Fei directly handed the crazy Jiang Qitian over to the Demon Cult's people.

At that moment, Jiang Ting collapsed.

She never dreamed that Qin Fei was actually an undercover agent sent by the Demon Cult.

She never dreamed that she was so good to Qin Fei, but now Qin Fei actually attacked her, captured her, and handed her father Jiang Qitian over to the people of the Demon Cult.

At that moment, she knew Qin Fei's true face.

At that moment, she realized how stupid she was.

She thought Qin Fei was a poor man whose parents had both passed away and who was bullied.

She loved him and sympathized with him, which was good for him, and then she distanced herself from Xiao Yang.

Only now did she realize how ridiculous her mistake was!

For such a demon, she lost a person who loved her so much.

When Jiang Ting learned Qin Fei's true identity, she almost went crazy.

She regrets it so much!

Qin Fei also threatened her with her father Jiang Qitian.

Her father Jiang Qitian was in Qin Fei's hands, and she could only let Qin Fei do whatever he wanted.

What Qin Fei took a fancy to was the power behind Jiang Ting.

Back then, didn’t Jiang Qitian also take a fancy to Qingyangzi’s prestige in the Qingyang Sword Sect?

The reason Jiang Qitian was able to secure the position of the leader of Qingyang Sword Sect so quickly was because he married the only daughter of Qingyangzi, their junior sister, and Jiang Ting's mother.

Jiang Ting came to her senses.

She saw that Qin Fei had already grasped the hilt of the Qingyang Sword.

The whole audience was silent.

Everyone looked nervously at Qin Fei who was standing in the center of the hall.

Because if Qin Fei really pulled out the Qingyang Sword, then he would be the leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

Qin Fei slowly exerted his strength.

The Qingyang sword in his hand remained motionless.

"Haha... I was saying, without the sword-retaining stone, how could you possibly draw out the Qingyang Sword?"

Lei Xuan laughed.

At this time, all the elders breathed a sigh of relief.

Not everyone can pull out the Qingyang Sword.

The reason why Jiang Qitian can draw the sword without hitting the stone is because he has been working hard to refine the Qingyang Sword for more than ten years.

Although he could not refine the Qingyang Sword, the Qingyang Sword no longer rejected him.

And how many times has Qin Fei come into contact with the Qingyang Sword?

It seemed to everyone that without the sword stone, it would be impossible for Qin Fei to draw out the Qingyang Sword.

It was shocking, but Zheng Fan and the others were anxious.

They also hoped that Qin Fei would take the position of the leader of Qingyang Sword Sect so that they could soar to great heights.

However, at this moment, Qin Fei showed a hint of sneer.

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."

Qin Fei sneered, and the next moment.

"Bang Bang!"

With the sound of sword clanging, Qin Fei actually pulled the Qingyang Sword out half a foot.

Everyone in the hall suddenly felt a wave of heat hitting their faces.

"This……"

Ling Daochen and the others looked at the Qingyang Sword in Qin Fei's hand in disbelief.

"Are you kidding us?"

Lei Xuan stared at Qin Fei angrily.

"I was just teasing you, so what?"

Qin Fei looked at Lei Xuan coldly.

He still drew his sword, and the Qingyang Sword was pulled out of the scabbard inch by inch.

The moment he pulled out the Qingyang Sword, the entire Qingyang Palace was illuminated by the sword light from the Qingyang Sword in his hand.

"I want to sit on the throne of the patriarch. Who has any objection?"

Qin Fei said loudly with pride.

The elders in the hall were silent.

Ling Daochen opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

Lei Xuan looked at Qin Fei in shock and anger.

"How is it possible..."

Outside the hall, Song Qiang was stunned by this scene.

The same goes for Lin Wangchuan.

They never thought that Qin Fei could actually draw out the Qingyang Sword.

In this way, no one dared to oppose Qin Fei anymore.

It was so shocking that Zheng Fan and the others were filled with ecstasy.

In the main hall.

Qin Fei moved towards the sect leader's throne step by step.

He walked to the foot of the throne, paused, and then stepped onto the steps.

Everyone watched Qin Fei step onto the ninth step.

She watched him turn around.

He watched helplessly as he held the Qingyang Sword in his hand and sat on the throne of the sect leader.

Qin Fei sat proudly on the sect leader's throne and surveyed the entire place.

"Luo Zhen, meet the Sect Master!"

Elder Luo Zhen stood up and saluted Qin Fei directly.

Luo Zhen was originally Jiang Qitian's confidant.

Now that Jiang Qitian has fallen, he has to find a new backer.

Now that he saw Qin Fei sitting on the throne of the clan leader, he immediately felt that the opportunity had come, so he couldn't wait to stand up and support Qin Fei.

The other elders looked at each other.

"Why? The sect rules cannot be violated. As elders, do you want to openly violate the sect rules?"

Qin Fei raised the Qingyang Sword in his hand high.

The elders were shocked and angry.

Without the sword stone, how did Qin Fei draw out the Qingyang Sword?

They just couldn't figure it out.

However, it is an indisputable fact that Qin Fei drew out the Qingyang Sword in front of everyone.

"See you... the master..."

Ling Daochen hesitated for a moment, but finally stood up and bowed to Qin Fei on the throne.

Seeing this, the other elders had no choice but to stand up, salute Qin Fei, and acknowledge Qin Fei's identity as the sect leader.

Jiang Ting stood in the hall, she looked quietly at Qin Fei who was sitting on the throne with great pride, she clenched her fists in her sleeves.