"Yes, I heard it just now. It's really the cry of a unicorn."

"It seems that the sword flying on the head is really a Kirin sword."

"He has a Kirin sword. We can't beat them at all."

The people of all sects murmured that they had both desire and fear for the Qilin sword flying on fengmochen's head.

That sword can't be controlled by casual people.

After being injured, leader Jin slowly stood up and removed the sword that fell on the ground. He saw where Feng Mo Chen was standing safely and thought that this man would use some magic tricks to deceive everyone.

"Don't be so playful. It's just a way for you to deceive everyone. I don't believe you have a unicorn sword." Headmaster Jin didn't believe it. He took up his sword and rushed to it.

This time, he must kill this man.

So that he doesn't play tricks here.

Feng Mo Chen pouts his lips, a pair of indifferent expression, waiting for him to continue to attack.

Everyone thought it was just a cover up. It seems that we really miscalculated this time. This is not a cover up, but a real one.

Qilin sword seems to feel the crisis again. This time, it directly hovers on the top of its head. With a whew, the sword stabbing at leader Jin collides again. Another strong force rolls up the wind. Leader Jin is injured by Qilin sword Qi. This time, even his palm is burned by the strong sword Qi.

Pop.

The sword fell to the ground.

After leader Jin fell out, his blood rushed and a mouthful of blood spewed out. When he opened his sword holding hand, the palm of his hand was burned, which made him frown.

This time, we are not only dazzled, but actually see the protector of Qilin sword, sending out a strong force to repel leader Jin.

If you don't believe it, you have to believe it.

The power of the Kirin sword is as unfathomable as the legend.

Feng Mo Chen was so proud with a smile that she lifted her hand and held the sword full of Qi Lin sword in her hand. The strong intention of killing gradually disappeared. She put the Qi Lin sword back into the scabbard.

With a straight face and a smile on her face, she looked at the injured leader Jin seriously and said slowly, "you lost, so I'm your new leader of the Wulin alliance. In addition, I'm here to announce that I'm going to set up an organization called fushengmen. Those who are interested can sign up. In the future? Let's get along with each other. I can help you with anything important. "

Fusheng gate?

It's amazing to hear that he set up such an organization for no reason.

"Little brother, you are so interesting." The leader of Wudang looked directly at Feng Mochen with a bright eye. He looked at her admiringly and said, "since you have the Qilin sword in your hand, you want to be independent. I admire you for your ambition. What do you call my little brother

"Mo San Shao." Feng Mochen replied.

"I'm willing to accept defeat. I also admit that Mo sanshao is very cunning. Although he has no martial arts, he can still win this competition. I admire you for your courage and courage. Is that the new Wulin leader? Fusheng gate, right? Then we Emei will recognize you as the new Wulin leader. "

Speaking is Yun Kong of Emei.

Obviously, she also gave up.

With the recognition of Emei and Wudang, the other sects have nothing to say. They admit that fengmochen is the new leader of Wulin.

"Then I'll just watch it." Feng Mo Chen laughed, and then said in a loud voice: "everyone, this is the end of today. Tomorrow I will have a banquet at Mingxin restaurant in town. You can rest assured that you have enough to eat and drink. It's my treat."