Extreme Demon

A large group of evil heretics from the Nine Sects and Sixteen Paths. After Wang Houzhong, the great master of the evil path, was born to threaten the martial arts world, they also took the opportunity to jump out and cause trouble.

But what I didn't expect was that the Grand Master would give an order to summon all the evil elites to jointly form a new evil sect, and at the same time rebuild the evil alliance to deal with the so-called decent martial arts.

Originally, the evil people were all scattered because they had no leader, unable to fight against the righteous people. Suddenly, Wang Houzhong spoke up, and it suddenly seemed like they had a backbone. They all gathered here.

Huang Zhen shrank. Look carefully at the waves of people in the darkness.

Through the faint light of the torch, he could roughly see that the group of people was divided into three groups. Everyone stood at a distance, and there were several people in each group who were the core of the three groups. Naturally, there were people surrounding them.

He looked carefully, and under the dim torch, he recognized the leader on the east side, a white-haired old man with a nine-character tattoo on his face. The old man's face was sinister, his hands were hidden in his long black robe, and he said nothing. Surprisingly, it was the Nine-tailed Scorpion, a well-known evil master in the world.

To the north were two short, bald men with war hammers on their backs. Both men had black flying dragons tattooed on their shoulders. The corners of their eyes were red, as if they were about to go crazy at any time. They didn't know what evil skills they had practiced to become like this.

Huang Zhen recognized at a glance that these two brothers were Shuanghehu brothers, one of whom was Zhen Qinghu, a master close to the master level.

On the south and west sides, there was a mess of people gathered together, and no one dared to stand up and compete with the other two masters.

Huang Zhen also shook his head when he saw this. He himself is a Jianghu person from the south, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he saw this scene. But there is nothing to do.

In the southern martial arts and western martial arts, the sects and gangs are weaker than those in the east and north. In addition, there are not many wars in the southwest and there is no training in fighting. This leads to the fact that whether the southwest righteous path is weaker, even the southwest evil path is not. Rivals in the Northeast.

"It seems that the two sides in the southwest are really unable to choose a leader that everyone agrees with. Therefore, I will temporarily take over for one or two, which can be regarded as preparation for the call of the grand master." The old man with nine-tailed scorpion looked grim. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Senior Nine-Tailed Scorpion doesn't have to worry about this. We will handle matters to the west by ourselves." Suddenly, a clear female voice in the distance quickly approached, and in the dim firelight, a slim black figure quickly passed by, light and airy. It fell in front of the evil masters to the west.

"Red Sound Flower!"

"It's the red flower of poisonous people!!"

Several knowledgeable players couldn't help but exclaimed.

The Nine-Tailed Scorpion paused for a moment and said no more. He had also heard the name of Hongshenghua. The opponent's strength was average, but his ability to use poison with one hand was simply superb. Even if he was very confident, he could not guarantee it 100%. You won't get poisoned yourself.

So, what about the south?

He turned his gaze and immediately looked at the people to the south who were still leaderless.

"Now that there is a leader in the west, what about the south?" Nine-tailed Scorpion sneered.

"We don't need you to worry about us going south." A bearded man sneered, holding a long sword tightly.

"Isn't this Pan Dayuan of the Seven Mountains Martial Alliance? Your Seven Mountains Martial Alliance is so weak. Five of you have been killed by the Grand Master and two have been maimed. How can you still have the nerve to stand up and say that you can be the leader?"

A sinister voice from the crowd to the east suddenly burst into laughter.

The bearded man's face suddenly turned red.

"I'm no longer a member of the Qishan Martial Alliance! Who!? Anyone who dares to speak nonsense should stand up for me!"

"It is rumored that you were the leader of the Donggui Sect at the beginning, but now it seems that the Seven Mountains Martial Alliance is nothing more than that." The voice continued.

Pan Dayuan suddenly became even more furious, pulled out his knife and glanced around with his eyes.

"Who! Get out!?"

"Who is so loud that he doesn't even look down on the entire Seven Mountains Martial Alliance? Don't you know that the Grand Master was also injured and defeated in the Martial Alliance?"

Another long-haired man stood up and took a deep breath and said loudly.

Several evil masters who had come from the Qishan Martial Alliance around him started to cheer him up to build momentum.

Although they have all rebelled against their own sect, if they show weakness in the face of such complete regional darkness, doesn't it mean that the entire southern martial arts world is no longer the rival of the northeastern and northeastern parties?

As the largest representative force in the south, the Seven Mountains Martial Alliance has the most masters. At this time, they naturally share the same hatred and stick together.

"Since you are so good, come out and try your hand at me."

Suddenly, a black bat-like figure descended from the sky and landed in the empty space in front of everyone.

This man pulled back the veil of his night clothes, revealing a pale and handsome young face underneath. A pair of sword eyes are sharp and menacing, with a faint oppressive temperament.

"Situ Kong! Wudang Blood Sword Situ Kong!?"

When people around him saw this person, they couldn't help but take a few steps back, and there were waves of horror.

Obviously this man had a very vicious reputation and was no ordinary desperado.

Pan Dayuan and others also immediately recognized the identity of the person coming.

Everyone's face turned pale and they didn't dare to talk anymore.

Huang Zhen was also trembling with fright. This blood sword Situ Kong was no ordinary person. He had bloodbathed several martial arts families in succession, and also escaped many times when hunted by the Wudang elders. His swordsmanship was extremely powerful, and he could attack at the slightest disagreement. kill.

It is said that there are at least thousands of bones killed by his sword.

"I'm Situ Kong. I want one of the leaders. Do you have any objections?" He didn't care about anything. He just stood in the middle of the crowd with a cold voice.

"You!!?" The people on the Qishan Martial Alliance side suddenly exploded, because Situ Kong's eyes were fixed on their side. It was obvious that he wanted to directly occupy the leader position in the south.

"But speaking of it, the Grand Master summoned us to come, why haven't I arrived yet?" Someone said rather strangely.

"Of course I've been here a long time ago." Suddenly, a voice came from outside the crowd.

Everyone immediately moved out of the way to leave a passage for entry and exit.

A black shadow floated not far away and landed gently in the middle of the crowd. The person who came had white hair and eyes like lightning. He was wearing a black robe and had an extraordinary bearing. He was clearly Wang Houzhong who had just returned from the south.

"But I'm not the only one who summoned everyone this time." Wang Houzhong said calmly and in an unhurried voice.

"Brother Chen, why don't you show up yet?" He looked towards the darkness to the west of the crowd.

Everyone was in an uproar. What other master could actually be compared with the greatest master of the evil way?

Suddenly, countless eyes fell on the direction Wang Houzhong was looking.

In the darkness over there, a young man with a well-proportioned and strong figure stood at some point. The man's shoulders are broad, his upper body is in the shape of an inverted triangle, his legs are slender, and his arms are strong. Two black chains were tied to the upper body and chest in an X shape.

This person is clearly Lu Sheng who just came from Ye Shanjian Sect.

Lu Sheng's eyes calmly glanced around everyone present. Those eyes contained no emotion, just a simple look.

"I need to find something. If any of you can find it, you can come to me to exchange for something. This thing can be martial arts secrets, or gold and silver wealth."

"Of course, you may want to ask, what qualifications do I have to instruct you to obey my orders?" Lu Sheng said calmly.

Everyone around him who was about to blurt out suddenly fell silent and planned to listen to his answer to this question.

Lu Sheng looked around and suddenly grinned.

"That's because when Wang Houzhong summoned evil masters to gather together, it was actually me who asked him to do it."

Some of the noise that was still existing around them suddenly fell silent as soon as these words came out, and a lot of eyes soon fell on Wang Houzhong who was standing nearby.

"Now, if anyone is dissatisfied, you can come up and give it a try, it doesn't matter if it's one person, ten people, or even all of you."

Lu Sheng slowly straightened his body, and the muscles in his entire upper body slowly squirmed and swelled, as if they were made of steel under the firelight.

"Of course. If you agree but fail to do so, I will kill you." Lu Sheng held the brass warhammer behind his back.

"Arrogant!!" Suddenly, a bloody sword flashed through the air several times like lightning, stabbing Lu Sheng's right ear.

Chi! !

Wudang Blood Sword takes action!

Everyone was shocked and stared at the two fighting with bated breath, not daring to breathe.

This young man is very popular, but Wudang Blood Sword is also an unparalleled top genius. He has been able to escape many times from Wudang elders. His strength is definitely extraordinary.

At this time, the bloody sword light comes out, which means that the Wudang Blood Sword's iconic weapon is unsheathed. The final result will most likely determine the candidate for the leader of the south, as well as the true purpose of this evil convention.

At this time, the bloody sword light pierced Lu Sheng's ear like lightning. The speed was so shocking that at least 90% of the masters present did not react before they realized that the sword light had reached less than a palm's length from Lu Sheng's ear.

But at this moment, a yellow shadow hit his head.

Lu Sheng's arm muscles bulged high, and his forearm struck the flying bloody sword light with an extremely heavy and terrifying impact.

Bang!

The blade of the sword was bent, and the Wudang Blood Sword he was holding was also thrown far away by the huge shock and rebound force. For a moment, his whole body was numb, and he could not control this situation of losing strength.

Suddenly, he saw another yellow shadow flying towards him from the corner of his eye.

"Not good!" The Wudang Blood Sword's leg muscles were still numb and he was unable to dodge. When Huang Ying got closer, he realized that it was actually a high-speed rotating brass hammer.

boom! !

A cloud of blood exploded in mid-air.

Lu Sheng's copper hammer landed firmly on the ground, firmly embedded in the ground and motionless.

The people around were stunned, completely unable to reflect the tragedy that had just happened.

Wang Houzhong's expression remained unchanged. In his nearly hundred years of experience, although he had not seen many such cruel scenes, he was not moved by them.

"Who else dares to challenge Brother Chen's authority?" He shouted in a deep voice.

Pfft.

At this time, the sword of the Wudang Blood Sword was spinning fiercely and piercing the ground. The mutilated corpses were rolling around on the ground. The entire scene had been completely reduced to a slaughterhouse.