Hearing that Zhang Cuishan asked him for something to offset his life-saving grace, Yang Xiao was secretly happy and couldn't help but ask, "I wonder what Zhang Wuxia wants?"

Zhang Cuishan smiled indifferently and said, "The position of the leader of the Ming Cult!"

"What?"

Yang Xiao thought there was hearing hallucination in his ears, or after being injured, his ears were no longer clear.

He widened his eyes and said incredibly: "Zhang Wuxia, please tell me again, I found that there was something wrong with my ear!"

Zhang Cuishan repeated it and said word by word: "I want the position of the leader of the Ming Cult!"

“What?” × 7

It's not just Yang Xiao, but Wei Yixiao and others also look like they've seen a ghost.

They had imagined that perhaps Zhang Cuishan wanted to go with the flow and ask for a treasure to offset this favor, just as the battle between the demons was at the time of the war, so that people in the world would not say that Zhang Cuishan was inseparable from the people in the Demon Sect.

However, what Zhang Cuishan wanted was the position of leader.

Is this crazy about gaining and losing?

As a disciple of Wudang, what kind of leader of the Ming Cult should he be a disciple of the Ming Cult?

Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, all the people in silence were in silence.

The scene became cold for a moment.

Zhang Cuishan's mouth raised slightly, and a shiny light flashed in his eyes, looking at them, waiting for their decision.

Before coming, Xiao Ning gave him face-to-face advice and let him act according to the opportunity. Whether it is a coercion or inducement, he must sit on the throne of the leader of the Ming Cult.

At this moment, he suddenly appeared and saved Yang Xiao and his group. They were all seriously injured. How could Zhang Cuishan miss the opportunity? Following Yang Xiao's words, he raised this matter and forced them to express his opinion.

Zhang Cuishan made up his mind that if Yang Xiao and others disagreed, at most they would send them to see the so-called Mingzun and frame the charges on Cheng Kun.

Anyway, all I need is the hundreds of thousands of scholars of the Ming Cult, and other senior officials are optional. If they don’t know how to politely, don’t blame Zhang for being ruthless!

It has to be said that after years of training by Xiao Ning, Zhang Cuishan at this time changed greatly compared to the original work and became no longer pedantic.

At this moment, a slight painful moan sounded, and Zhang Cuishan retracted his thoughts and looked in the direction where the sound came.

"Yeho! Wake up?"

He raised his eyebrows, laughed playfully, and walked over.

However, Cheng Kun, who had fainted, had woken up slowly. There was still a hint of fear on his face and a hint of confusion in his eyes.

The memory has been broken, and the last scene in Cheng Kun's mind was that he was quickly regressed by a huge force, and I don't know what happened next.

Just as he was trying to recall, he saw a pair of feet appearing in his sight. Cheng Kun raised his head and saw Zhang Cuishan's figure.

With his eyes rolling, Cheng Kun sat up hard, looked up at Zhang Cuishan, and said weakly: "Amitabha, I don't know where the donor came from. I seem to have never had any trouble with the donor? Why did the donor take such a heavy hand on me?"

"My Master Kong saw that although the monk has passed away, he is not alone. My three great monks in Shaolin are so powerful that they are famous in the world!"

"If the donor cannot give me a satisfactory answer..."

Move out the backer behind you, be coercive and tempted, soft and hard.

"Smack!"

Zhang Cuishan clapped his hands and cheered for Cheng Kun's wisdom.

If someone who doesn't know the truth, he may be frightened by him.

However, how could Zhang Cuishan be an ordinary person?

He smiled playfully: "Cheng Kun, you don't know me, but I know you! Today it falls into my hands and you will be bad for your fortune!"

Afterwards, Zhang Cuishan stopped talking nonsense to him, and pointed out with one point, hitting Cheng Kun's Qihai Dantian like lightning.

Only a slight "Puff!" sound was heard, and then Cheng Kun shouted bitterly, his eyes rolled, and he fainted again.

However, it was decades of hard work that turned into nothing in one breath and could not accept this reality. Cheng Kun immediately fainted.

The reason why he left his life was naturally because he still needed him later.

"Oh!"

Zhang Cuishan chuckled, stood up, and sat back to his original position.

He smiled all over his face, looked cold and said in a deep voice: "What are you thinking about? I don't have so much time to talk nonsense to you! I will give you another stick of incense, and I will definitely give you an accurate reply!"

"this…"

Yang Xiao and others looked at each other.

The seven people looked at each other and exchanged opinions in secret.

After a while, Yang Xiao spoke out: "Zhang Wuxia's words were too shocked. Please forgive me for a few days and allow us to discuss and discuss it before we can give Zhang Wuxia an answer!"

Zhang Cuishan waved his hand: "A half of the incense has passed, you can do it!"

Nonsense, when you recover, how can you have such a good opportunity?

Yang Xiao frowned: "Zhang Wuxia's words are too unkind. As the saying goes, a forced melon is not sweet. If I disagree, what can Zhang Wuxia be the leader? He is just a lonely person!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

After hearing Yang Xiao's words, Zhang Cuishan laughed so hard that tears were about to fall.

Then, he sneered: "You are a little more respectful of yourself. The only one who can gain the attention of this is the hundreds of thousands of lower-level scholars of the Ming Cult!"

"As for you so-called senior leaders of the Ming Cult, hehe! If you can use it, you can do it. If you dare not follow me, don't blame me for sending you to see Ming Zun!"

The evil light flashed in Zhang Cuishan's eyes, like a revived ancient beast, making people shudder.

When Yang Xiao and others heard this, their hearts were full of anger and their faces turned green.

Zhou Dian even cursed: "You bastard, you still want to be the leader of my Ming Cult. You don't urinate and show your virtues. I'll spit!"

"We brothers have been born and died for decades. Why did we become dispensable characters in your mouth? You are a person who has no eyes! Bah!"

Zhou Dian has always been irritable, and even if Yang Xiao provokes him, he will scold him.

Now that Zhang Cuishan is belittled, he can't help it. No matter whether you are Zhang Cuishan or Li Lushui, you will scold you first.

After being slapped in front of someone, Zhang Cuishan's face turned cold. He stood up suddenly, bent his right hand slightly, and slapped out with a palm.

"Kanglong regrets!"

A slight dragon roar sounded, accompanied by a powerful aura, heading towards the crowd like Mount Tai.

The palm came out, causing everyone present to look very different. Zhang Cuishan's palm slapped it, which covered the world with heaven and earth, and could not be avoided.

Although the palm power was not attacking him, Yang Xiao and others still felt a powerful pressure coming.

"I would also like to show mercy to Zhang Wuxia. I, Yang Xiao, are willing to surrender and respect Zhang Wuxia as the 34th generation leader of my Ming Cult!"

Yang Xiao's face changed drastically, and in desperation, he quickly spoke out.

Wei Yixiao, no one could say that Leng Qian, Monk Peng, and Zhang Zhong looked at each other, nodded, and said in unison:

"We are willing to respect Zhang Wuxia as the next leader of our sect. We also ask Zhang Wuxia's subordinates to show mercy and spare Zhou Dian's life!"

The situation is not as good as that of others, so I can only bow my head first.

After Zhou Dian cursed, he actually felt a little regretful, but he had already said that he had no room to take it back.

Seeing Zhang Cuishan's palm power attacking, and he was seriously injured and had no power to fight back, he had to close his eyes and wait for death.

At this time, Zhou Dian was moved when he heard the begging for mercy by Yang Xiao and others.

When Zhang Cuishan heard the begging for mercy, he was delighted. The palm power in his hand had been emitted, but he could not take it back.

Fortunately, his "The Great Transfer of the Universe" has reached the sixth level and has a strong control over his own strength. He turned his arm slightly and turned his palm power to one side.

"Bang!"

Zhang Cuishan forced his palm to point at Zhou Dian's head, and hit Zhou Dian's arm, knocking him to the ground.
Chapter completed!