The Nine Sects and Sixteen Paths, after the Evil Grandmaster Wang Houzhong came out to suppress the Pugilistic World, they took the opportunity to stir up trouble.
What they did not expect was that the Grandmaster's order was to gather all the elites of the Evil Dao to form a new Evil Sect and rebuild the Evil Alliance to fight against the so-called righteous Pugilistic World.
Without a leader, the Evil Dao was in a state of disunity and could not fight against the righteous. With Wang Houzhong's voice, it was as if they had found their backbone. They all gathered here.
Huang Zhen shrunk his body. He carefully looked at the groups of people in the darkness.
With the faint light from the torch, he could roughly see that the group was divided into three groups. Everyone stood at a distance, and there were several people who were the core of the three groups. Naturally, there were people around them.
He looked carefully. Under the dim light, he recognized the leader of the east side. It was a white-haired old man with the number nine tattooed on his face. The old man's expression was dark. His hands were hidden in his long black robe, and he did not say a word. It was the famous Evil Dao expert, Nine-tailed Scorpion.
On the north side were two short and muscular bald men with war hammers on their backs. Both of them had black dragons tattooed on their shoulders. The corners of their eyes were red, as if they could go crazy at any time. It was unknown what kind of evil martial arts they practiced to become like that.
Huang Zhen immediately recognized the two as the Twin River Tiger Brothers. One of them was Zhen Qinghu, an expert close to the level of a Grandmaster.
On the other hand, the people on the south and west sides were all gathered together in a mess. No one dared to stand out and fight against the other two great experts.
Huang Zhen shook his head when he saw the situation. He was a Pugilistic World member from the south. He felt uncomfortable when he saw this scene. But there was nothing he could do.
The sects in the south and west were weaker than the north and east sides. In addition, there were not many battles in the southwest, and they did not have much training in killing. This caused the Righteous Dao in the southwest to be weaker, and even the Evil Dao in the southwest was not a match for the north and east sides.
"It seems that the southwest and west sides really can't choose a leader that everyone agrees with. If that's the case, I will temporarily take over. It can be considered as preparation for the Grandmaster's call." Nine-tailed Scorpion's expression was cold as his lips curled up.
"Senior Nine-tailed Scorpion, you don't have to worry about this. We will deal with the matters in the west ourselves." Suddenly, a clear female voice rapidly approached from afar. In the dim light of the fire, a black figure quickly flew past, lightly landing in front of the evil path experts on the west side.
"Red Sound-Flower!"
"It's poison path expert Red Sound Flower!"
A few knowledgeable experts couldn't help but exclaim.
Nine-tailed Scorpion was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything else. He had heard of the Red Sonorous Flower before. Her strength was average, but her ability to use poison was superb. Even if he was confident, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be poisoned.
Then, what about the south?
He turned his gaze and looked at the people in the south who were still without a leader.
"Since the west has a leader, what about the south?" Nine-Tailed Scorpion sneered.
"You don't have to worry about us in the south." A bearded man gripped his sword tightly and sneered.
"Isn't that Pan Dayuan from the Seven Mountain Martial Union? Your Seven Mountain Martial Union is so weak. Five of you were killed and two were crippled by the Great Grandmaster. You still have the face to stand out and say that you can be the leader? "
A sinister voice from the east side suddenly laughed sharply.
The bearded man's face instantly flushed red.
"I'm no longer a member of the Seven Mountain Martial Union! Who!? Who dares to speak nonsense, stand out! "
"Rumor has it that you were the First Seat of the East Return Sect. Now, it seems that the Seven Mountain Martial Union is just so-so." The voice continued.
Pan Dayuan was instantly enraged. He drew his saber and looked around.
"Who!? Show yourself!? "
"Who dares to be so arrogant as to look down on the entire Seven Mountain Martial Union? Don't you know that the Great Grandmaster was also injured in the Martial Union? "
Another long-haired man took a deep breath and said loudly.
A few evil path experts who were once from the Seven Mountain Martial Union also joined in to raise their voices.
Although they had all betrayed their own sects, in the face of such a complete regional darkness, if they showed weakness, wouldn't it mean that the entire southern martial world was no match for the northeast and northeast?
And as the largest representative force of the south, the Seven Mountain Martial Union had the most experts. At this moment, they were naturally united against a common enemy.
"Since you guys are so powerful, then come out and fight with me."
Suddenly, a black bat-like figure descended from the sky and landed in the empty space in front of everyone.
This person pulled off the black veil, revealing a pale and handsome young face. A pair of sword eyes were sharp and threatening, with a faint oppressive aura.
"Situ Kong …! Wudang Blood Sword Situ Kong!!? "
When the surrounding people saw this person, they couldn't help but take a few steps back and let out a series of gasps.
Obviously, this person was extremely fierce and was not an ordinary desperado.
Pan Dayuan and the others also recognized the identity of the person.
Each of their faces turned pale, and they didn't dare to say anything.
Huang Zhen also trembled in fear. This Blood Sword Situ Kong was not an ordinary person. He had consecutively massacred several martial arts families and escaped from the pursuit of the Wudang Elders many times. His Qinggong and sword techniques were extremely powerful, and he could kill people at the slightest disagreement.
It was said that at least thousands of White Bones had died under his sword.
"I am Situ Kong, and I want a leader position. Do you guys have any objections? "He didn't care about anything and directly stood in the middle of the crowd, his voice cold.
"You!!?" The people of the Seven Mountain Martial Union immediately burst into an uproar because Situ Kong's gaze was fixed on them. Obviously, he wanted to directly occupy the leader position in the south.
"But speaking of which, the Great Grandmaster summoned us here, why isn't he here yet?" Someone asked in a rather strange tone.
"Of course I've been here for a long time." Suddenly, a voice came from outside the crowd.
Everyone immediately made way, leaving a path for the person to enter and exit.
Not far away, a black shadow floated over and lightly landed in the middle of the crowd. The person who came had a head of white hair and eyes like lightning. He wore a black robe and had an extraordinary bearing. Impressively, it was Wang Houzhong who had just returned from the south.
"But this time, I'm not the only one who gathered everyone here." Wang Houzhong's tone was calm, and his voice was neither fast nor slow.
"Brother Chen, are you still not going to show yourself?" He looked at the dark west of the crowd.
The crowd immediately burst into an uproar. What kind of expert could actually be compared to the number one Great Grandmaster of the evil path?
Immediately, countless gazes fell in the direction that Wang Houzhong was looking at.
At that moment, in the dark, there was a well-proportioned and strong young man standing there. The man's shoulders were wide, his upper body was in the shape of an inverted triangle, his legs were slender, and his arms were strong and powerful. His upper chest was in the shape of an X, and two black chains were tied to it.
This person was impressively Lu Sheng who had just come from the Leaf Mountain Sword Sect.
Lu Sheng's eyes calmly swept across everyone present. That pair of eyes did not contain any emotion. It was just a simple examination.
"I need to find something. If any of you can find it, you can come to me and exchange it for something. It can be a martial arts secret manual, or it can also be gold and silver. "
"Of course, you might ask, what qualifications do I have to order you to listen to me?" Lu Sheng said calmly.
The surrounding people who were about to blurt out immediately quieted down, waiting to hear how he would answer this question.
Lu Sheng surveyed his surroundings, and suddenly broke into a grin.
"That's because when Wang Houzhong gathered all the villainous elites here, I was the one who asked him to do it …"
There was still some noise in the surroundings, but as soon as he said this, everyone fell silent. Most of their gazes quickly fell on Wang Houzhong who was standing nearby.
"Now, if anyone is dissatisfied, you can come up and 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 on his upper body slowly wriggled and expanded, looking like they were made of steel under the light of the fire.
"Of course … if you agree but can't do it, I will kill you." Lu Sheng held the brass war hammer behind him.
"Hiss!" Suddenly, a blood-colored sword light turned several times in the air like lightning, stabbing toward Lu Sheng's right ear.
"Hiss!"
The Wudang Blood Sword attacked!
Everyone was shocked, holding their breath as they watched the two of them fight, not daring to breathe too loudly.
This young man talked big, but the Wudang Blood Sword was also a rare top genius. To be able to escape from a group of Wudang Elders so many times, his strength was definitely not ordinary.
At this moment, the blood-colored sword light represented the Wudang Blood Sword's unsheathed weapon. The final result was very likely to determine the leader of the southern front, and the real purpose of this Villainous Sect Conference.
At that moment, the blood-colored sword light pierced toward Lu Sheng's ear like a bolt of lightning. It was so fast that it was shocking. More than ninety percent of the experts present didn't even have time to react before the sword light was less than a palm's length away from Lu Sheng's ear.
But at this moment, a yellow shadow came crashing down.
The muscles on Lu Sheng's arm bulged, and his forearm, with a terrifying force, smashed into the flying blood-colored sword light.
Bang!
The blade bent, and the Wudang Blood Sword 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 his body's exhaustion.
Suddenly, he saw another yellow shadow flying toward him from the corner of his eye.
"Not good!" The Wudang Blood Sword's leg muscles were still numb, and he could not dodge at all. When the yellow shadow came closer, he realized that it was actually a brass hammer that was spinning at a high speed.
Boom!
A cloud of blood rain exploded in the air.
Lu Sheng's bronze hammer landed firmly on the ground, and it did not move at all.
The people around were stunned, and they could not believe what had just happened.
Wang Houzhong's expression did not change. In his near hundred years of experience, although he had not seen many such cruel scenes, he was not moved.
"Who else dares to challenge Brother Chen's authority?" He shouted in a deep voice.
Pfft.
At this moment, the Wudang Blood Sword's sword was stabbed into the ground, and the mutilated body rolled on the ground. The whole scene had become a slaughterhouse.
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