In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

In the general camp of the Rebel Army, the inside was brightly lit, and the outside was guarded by heavy soldiers.

When Guo Fan pushed open the curtain and stepped into the camp, he felt extremely quiet and oppressive. The air seemed to be filled with uneasiness and restlessness, as if a keg of explosives was about to be ignited.

"Oh, the position of leader must be mine, and it can only be mine." Guo Fan's cold eyes glanced at the many anti-kings present, and whispered to himself.

"Who am I? It turns out to be the loyal King of Tiantian! Why, you are starting to miss the position of the leader? Hehehe, the leader is seriously injured, you hypocrites don't pretend anymore?" The man in the room spoke angrily, full of mockery.

Guo Fan said indifferently: "Mr. Fudi, the leader of the alliance was seriously injured, and he voluntarily abdicated to give way to the virtuous. This is a major event for the righteous army. As the saying goes, a country cannot live without a king, and an army cannot live without a commander! Now the great cause is about to be accomplished, and our generation is about to The decisive battle of the Holy Palace is on the side of the river, and the thousand-year rule of the Holy Palace is about to be overthrown. At such a critical time, we should cherish the genius of the common people, share the worries of the leader, assume his responsibility and take up our duties, command the rebel army, and point the sword at the Holy Palace! , This is our duty! How did it become so salty in your mouth? Or, you, a dog can't spit out ivory?"

"Guo Fan, don't pretend to be stupid and say such a scene! Everyone knows what you want!" The fat man stood up with a sneer and pressed the desk, the fat on his face swaying, " I, Old Zhu, have decided on the position of leader. Whoever dares to rob me will be my enemy!"

"Mr. Fudi, what virtue and ability do you have? You also try to get your hands on the position of the leader? Is it because of your three taels of fat, or your third-rank cultivation?" The voice of disdain sounded, and the handsome silver-haired youth stood up leisurely. "The leader of the alliance must be highly respected and prestige to convince others! I have nine generations of Duan family, all of which are famous families, and I am also the descendant of the ancient god Qilin. I have both culture, morality and martial arts, and I am the most suitable for you!" Serve as the existence of the leader!!"

"Hmph, it's extremely ridiculous. Two third-rank warriors dare to speak out like this, and they are not afraid of being ridiculed by the world." The cold and deep words resounded from outside the tent. Take a step, and the ground trembles.

Guo Fan's eyes were a little more serious. Except for many jumping clowns, this Overturning Sea King is definitely his enemy for the position of leader.

King Overseas, with a cultivation base of the second rank, extremely strong blood of the gods, and [-] Asura divine soldiers who have inherited the blood of Asura under his command, his prestige is not weaker than his own!
"King Overseas, you murderous lunatic, you still want to be the leader?" The fat fat man sneered, "We are a rebel army, and we are fighting against the Holy Palace for righteousness. We follow the hearts of the people and respect the righteousness of the world. It is an act of resistance to tyranny! How could it be possible for someone like you to be the leader?

"Fatty man, I think you want to die?" Fu Haiwang narrowed his eyes slightly, his ugly face was a little more ferocious and tyrannical, and he did not hide his killing intent.

"You two, is that enough?" Guo Fan said indifferently, "This is the camp of the rebel army, not yours! If you want to fight, go back and fight yourself."

A bunch of idiots were singled out at this time, they are so stupid!
Don't know the rules of shooting the first bird?

Guo Fan sneered in his heart and said to himself.

"The lord is here!!" There was a voice outside the door, and the curtain was lifted. Guo Fan looked at Ming Xuan who was slowly stepping into the barracks, his face was extremely pale, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "The breath is extremely weak, and the blood is depleted. It feels like it’s still below the fifth rank. Mingxuan, are you really planning to abdicate?"

With Qingyangzi's support, Mingxuan sat down with great difficulty, and said slowly: "Since everyone is here, let's start."

Before he could finish his words, a severe cough followed, and fresh blood slid down the corners of Ming Xuan's mouth. His pale face instantly became sickly bloody, and his breath became weaker and unstable.

"Heaven, King of Heaven, are you alright? If you are unwell, you can rest for two days before going to the council. Today's rebel army, with us in charge, you can take a good rest." Guo Fan said in a timely manner.expressed concern and concern.

"Thank you King Zhentian for your concern. However, now I am too injured and need to recuperate, and I am really unable to control the rebel army. Therefore, I need to choose one of you as my successor to become the new leader of the rebel army and lead you all Compete against the Holy Palace, and restore peace to the world. Regardless of character and morality, only talk about prestige and strength, and those who are capable will live! I don’t know, everyone, who is willing to take my position??" Ming Xuan said slowly.

All of a sudden, there was a little more silence in the big tent of the military camp.

You didn't expect Mingxuan to be so direct and honest.

"Heavenly King, you are still a little too impulsive. Senior Qingyangzi is a real person of Taoism, and he is proficient in the art of medicine and stones. In time, he will definitely be able to cure your illness. Besides, it is really a big taboo for military strategists to change the leader in such a hurry. If you are not ready, you are really in a hurry. According to me, Heavenly King, you should rest first, pay attention to recuperating, and leave the important things to us." Guo Fan said slowly.

"Yes. Heavenly King, you should take a good rest. We can manage the Taiping Army for you." The fat man patted his stomach and smiled authentically.

"I agree with Fudigong and Zhentianwang's suggestion. What you need now, Tianwang, is to rest and heal your wounds. You can leave the rest to us." Duan Wanggong rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "But, Heavenly King, you are seriously injured, and now the morale of the army is not stable, so please ask the Heavenly King to lend you some magical weapons, so as to calm down the morale of the army."

"I'm sorry, everyone, I really took the trouble." Ming Xuan suppressed the anger in his heart, and spoke slowly.

Let me hand over the military power to you, and then become a nominal leader of the short-sighted leader, what are you kidding?
Now, even my divine soldiers want to plunder?
Since you are ruthless, don't blame me for being unrighteous!
Mingxuan said slowly: "You are all capable people, and the rebel army really needs a leader right now. Let's leave this matter to God to decide. Tonight, in Tianmang Mountain, who can find me buried in the The magic soldier in the mountain, whoever can bring it back to me will be the new leader! Remember, you are acting alone, and you cannot rely on the ability of your subordinates."

"Heavenly King, are you so reckless?" Guo Fan asked hypocritically.

Competing for divine weapons and competing with martial arts, the second-rank cultivation of myself definitely has the upper hand!
Even, you can ask those two gods to take action!

Second-rank cultivation, plus two gods who are comparable to first-rank strength!

With this lineup, how could I lose?
Impossible to lose!