Mount Tai in the east, Mount Heng in the south, Mount Song in the middle, Mount Heng in the north. This Siyue Sword Sect has a far less reputation in the martial arts than Xiyue Huashan. But it's far from generic. At this moment, the people of the Siyue Sect each swung their swords and joined forces to fight the four masters of the Demon Temple. Unexpectedly prevailed.

The young sect master of the Demon Temple, who was dressed as a man, watched coldly, and the look of dissatisfaction between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger. Suddenly, she roared so loudly that the sound of the whistle made everyone's ear drums ache like pins and needles. Some of those who were lower in cultivation could no longer bear it in the blink of an eye, and they all screamed and covered their ears with their hands, and fell to the ground and kept rolling.

The howling of the wind, instead of stopping in the slightest, continued to expand like a tsunami wave. In just a moment, the sound of the wind horn turned into the sound of a thunderstorm. The heroes of the Wuyue Alliance present all had a terrifying feeling as if they were in the stormy waters of the angry sea, completely unable to help themselves, such a magic skill, it was simply appalling.

The waves broke the shore and surging surging. The howling sound is getting stronger and stronger, and it really seems that there is a huge wave that is as tall as a city wall, surging from the void, trying to wipe out the heroes of the Wuyue Alliance.

At this moment, not to mention those ordinary Wuyue Alliance heroes, even the Tianhe Dao people and other Siyue Sect people couldn't resist it, so they had to withdraw their swords and stagger back, each of them used all their strength to protect their hearts, so as to prevent the demon sound from invading their minds and causing some irreparable damage.

The domineering of the magic sound completely exceeded the imagination of most people present. Not to mention the heroes of the Wuyue Alliance, even the other disciples of the Demon Temple, including the old beggars and old monks, as well as the burly men and the Yan people, are all pale, and they can only use their skills to protect themselves, and they have no ability to take advantage of the opportunity to forge ahead.

At this moment, Sima Taiyuan of the Huashan Sect suddenly broke off and shouted: "Demon Sect Demon Girl, dare to be murderous!"

Before the words fell, the blasting roar of "Bang~" immediately exploded. The roar of the demon voice that filled his ears disappeared immediately, and Qunhao was sure that he hurriedly watched the battle situation, but saw Sima Taiyuan come out of his palm and slap the young sect master of the Demon Temple.

Although the Huashan faction is known as the "sword faction". But Sima Taiyuan belongs to the "Qi Sect" among them. Pay the most attention to the cultivation of true qi. This full force burst out with one palm, and sure enough, the young sect master had to make the same all-out move. The magic sound also died down.

However, at this moment, a strange change was born again! The young sect master's palms were divided to the left and right at the same time, and an indescribable strange cyclone was brought up, and the palm power of Sima Taiyuan's palm was completely sucked dry.

Sima Taiyuan encountered such a strange martial art for the first time in his life, and he was so sad that he almost vomited blood. Zhang Tailan, Yang Tailang, Song Taiyou, Huang Taishen and other four Huashan disciples beside him, seeing that the senior brother's expression was wrong, they didn't think twice, they shouted, each of them drew their swords, and killed the young sect master.

The sword light is huo, and the murderous aura is in the air. The young sect master looked at the people of the Huashan faction coldly, and his delicate body suddenly swirled slightly.

In an instant, all the Huashan disciples had a terrible feeling that they had lost their balance and were about to fall forward involuntarily. The place where the young sect master stood seemed to have become a bottomless pit, and if he fell into it, he would never have the life to climb out again.

Everyone never even dreamed that there could be such a powerful magic skill in the world!

However, the Huashan faction, which is the first of the seven great sword sects, is not trivial after all. Sima Taiyuan and several others are the most outstanding disciples in the Qi Sect.

Therefore. As long as Sima Taiyuan and the others use the inner family qigong passed down by the master and stabilize their minds, the influence of all kinds of illusions of demonic skills on the mind will be weakened by at least half, even if it cannot be completely eliminated.

The five of them each made up their minds, and then shouted in unison: "The demon girl is here!" The five long swords immediately turned into thousands of cold rays, and even lightning moved forward, bringing up the sword qi in the sky, and frantically attacking and killing the young sect master.

The young sect master's voice was cold, as if he was not in danger at all. In the snap of her fingers, everyone saw a flower, and she had escaped from the encirclement of the five swords of Huashan and broke into the crowd of the Taishan faction. With both palms waved, except for the people of Tianhe Dao, the rest of the Taishan sect fell to the left and right like a broken kite on the spot, and a little red dot appeared in the Yin Hall.

The injury seemed to be only insignificant, but after the Taishan Sect disciples landed, they didn't move anymore, obviously already a whimper. However, the heroes of the Wuyue Alliance who were present couldn't even see clearly what method the young sect master used to kill people.

The cultivation of the people of Tianhe Road was a cut above the rest of their peers, but they were lucky to escape. However, he was also frightened by the young sect master's elusive killing method, and he actually used both hands and feet, desperately crawling into the crowd, where did he dare to fight with the young sect master?

Seeing the righteous indignation, the nuns of the Hengshan Sect immediately flew out and launched seven swords in unison, attacking the back and chest of the young sect master at the same time.

Seeing that the young sect master could not escape the catastrophe, she spun around again. Between the fluttering clothes, layers of strange true qi spiraled out, sliding the seven long swords of the Hengshan Sect aside, stabbing at the emptiness.

True Qi and long swords intersected, and the seven nuns were shocked at the same time, feeling that there was no way, and the strange energy like magic had already penetrated into their arms. The strange energy is everywhere, the meridians are about to crack, and a pair of arms are immediately numb, not to mention counterattacking, and they don't even know how to dissolve it.

At this time, if the young sect master took the opportunity to kill the killer, the seven nuns would not be spared. But the young sect master seems to have deliberately let them go because they are both women. Just waved his palm lightly, not only staggering the nuns, but also taking advantage of the force to rise into the air, spinning a few times in mid-air, and falling to the place where the people of the Songshan faction were.

Di Jun and the three junior disciples were furious, each swinging his sword to the sky, casting the killing in the "Twelve Swords of the Meridian", and strangled away.

The young sect master snorted disdainfully. His sleeves were raised, and he swept towards the four long swords.

"呯呯呯~~"

The sword sleeves struck each other, and four serial rings erupted when they landed. Di Jun and the others felt that the other party's sleeves seemed to be real and empty, not only could they not focus on urging them, but they also felt a strange energy of sucking and procrastinating, which made them involuntarily, so they crashed into the young sect master.

The four of them changed color in shock, and their souls were frightened. But it was too late. In an instant, the aroma at the end of the nose was overflowing, and the young sect master had already crashed into their arms.

The four of them screamed badly, and were about to struggle, but there were already bursts of broken flesh and cracks. Di Jun and the other four had blood spraying wildly in their eyes, ears, mouths and noses, and they lost all their vitality on the spot.

Sima Taiyuan and other Huashan disciples were so angry that they rushed from behind with their swords. However, the young sect master turned around, and after turning to the corpses of the people of the Songshan faction, his sleeves waved rapidly.

The bodies of the four Songshan disciples immediately flew up like a few big stones and crashed into Sima Taiyuan and other Huashan disciples. The momentum was too strong, and the disciples of Huashan were not allowed to dodge. However, he saw that the young sect master was already like a wisp of light smoke, drifting towards Qin Di and Xiao Dafang, the two Hengshan disciples. Swing left and right with both sleeves.

"Peng, Peng!"

In the midst of the energetic attack, the ever-changing sword styles of the two Hengshan disciples were useless, and the two of them each snorted miserably, fell to the ground, and could no longer get up.

At this point in the battle, although it was only a few blinks of an eye, the disciples of Hengshan, Taishan, Songshan and other Sanyue had been slaughtered by the young sect master. Its magic cultivation is very high, and it has reached the realm of sending and receiving from the heart, but it can be rigid and soft, and it is ever-changing. It's just terrifying.