At this moment, these high-rollers gathered in the temple are all men who lick blood with knives and kill people without blinking. What's more, the two sides have long become hostile, and it is nothing more than fighting to the death.

Therefore, even though the evil guests of those Demon Temples were violent, no one from the Wuyue Alliance really knelt down to greet them. On the contrary, everyone clenched their weapons and stared at the enemy, gritting their teeth one by one, eager to pounce on them immediately and fight to the death with the enemy.

The people of the Demon Sanctuary didn't expect that just a few shouts would make everyone in the Wuyue Alliance surrender to their knees. So he just put down the eight-lift bridge by himself, and then knelt down on one knee and bowed to the sedan chair. The bald man before tore his throat and said loudly, "Welcome to the young sect master." ”

The sound has not yet fallen, and the silk and bamboo music has already sounded melodiously. It turned out that these people from the Demon Temple actually carried musical instruments with them. You can also take it out and play it anytime, anywhere. And listening to Cheng Li's ears, he felt that the performance level of these people was not even inferior to the royal musicians in the palace.

In the sound of silk and bamboo, the sedan door was lifted, and a young man walked out of the sedan car. Wearing a light yellow silk shirt and gently shaking the folding fan in his hand, he looks graceful and luxurious, and at the same time, he is also chic and elegant, which is clearly revealed. Looking at its appearance, it is handsome and abnormal. The white jade of the folding fan in his hand is the handle, and the hand holding the handle of the fan is so white that there is no difference between the handle of the fan.

The young sect master took two steps forward, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt something in his heart, raised his head and glanced at the temple in mid-air. But the sky above the night was empty, and no matter how sharp the young sect master's eyesight was, he couldn't find the slightest clue.

And rightfully so. Because Cheng Li had already launched the "Underground Treasure Tribulation", using dark matter to completely hide himself. Not to mention that it is invisible to the naked eye, even if it is using infrared or lidar, it is impossible to imagine that Cheng Li can be pulled out.

I can't see it, but it's the right direction. Cheng Li, who was sitting on the treetops, couldn't help but praise: "This young sect master of the Demon Temple dressed as a man is certainly very handsome. But her skills are even more handsome.

Not to mention anything else, with her keen mental induction alone, she has surpassed the masters of the Eight Heavenly Kings of the Golden Dragon Gang at that level. The Heavenly Pole Sect has always paid attention to the way of controlling matter with spirit, and the spirit is strong, and the cultivation is correspondingly deeper. It seems that my Senior Brother Li has really found a good apprentice. ”

On the ground, the young sect master dressed as a man took a serious look at it several times, but still couldn't see anything. She frowned in confusion, then snorted softly, no longer exerting any more effort. turned to a faint glance at the group of heroes in the field. The bald man beside her immediately took two steps forward and shouted, "Who is in charge here?" ”

Qunhao unanimously focused his attention on Sima Taiyuan, Tianhe Daoren and other disciples of the Wuyue Sect. Sima Taiyuan felt that his status was noble, and he didn't bother to talk directly to this young sect master of the Demon Temple, but he snorted coldly, stood proudly with his hands behind his back, and didn't say a word.

For everything that is good, there must be disadvantages. Just as everything has yin and yang. Therefore, the formation of the Five Peaks Alliance is also the same.

For the people of the Siyue Sect who personally launched this plan such as the people of Tianhe Dao, the successful formation of the Wuyue Alliance can kill three birds with one stone. It is one of them to elevate the status of this faction. Absorbing a large number of good players to get started, is the second. The life and learning of these masters can also enrich the heritage of the four schools, and it is hoped that they will use this as a basis to create stronger martial arts in the future. It's the third.

But in addition to the three advantages, there is also a disadvantage. That is, most of the heroes have a blood feud with the Demon Temple. The establishment of the Five Peaks Alliance, and between the Demon Temple, it became fire and water. Sooner or later, the two must have done a game, otherwise these heroes who joined the Wuyue Alliance today will also leave at any time because of disappointment, making the bamboo baskets of the four factions empty.

Therefore, even if the young sect master of the Demon Sanctuary came to the door so quickly, although it surprised the people of Tianhe Dao and the others, it was not particularly surprising.

After the initial surprise passed, the people of Tianhe Dao and the others quickly regained their composure. He turned around and looked at the three of them, including "Baizhang Song" Di Jun, "Winding Liangqin" Qin Di, and "Tian Lai Xiao" Xiao Dafang. Then he stepped out of the ranks. He made a mockery to the young sect master of the Demon Temple. Dao: "Poor Dao Tianhe, is a disciple of Mount Tai. He is also one of the deputy governors of the Five Peaks League. I don't know what the young sect master is called, why did he come?"

The bald man said coldly: "The name of the young sect master of my family, with you rabble, you are not qualified to know. But I'm good to learn about it. The old sect master of my family is going to go to Mount Tai to see the scenery in the near future. But you rabble are gathered here, and you are making a miasma, which is really irritating.

Therefore, the young sect master of my family specially rushed over to persuade you to commit suicide as soon as possible, so as not to disturb the peace of the old sect master. really annoyed the old sect master, when the time comes, I'm afraid that you will all be unable to live and die. Well, now you see, why don't you kill yourself?"

As soon as these words came out, the group of heroes was in an uproar. Indignant cursing ensued. The crowd is surging, everyone has a desperate heart, and there is no intention of bending the knees.

The young sect master frowned slightly, as if he felt very impatient. The bald man immediately understood the young master's intentions, and immediately shouted: "Release the arrow!" raised his right hand and waved it down vigorously.

When it was too late, the dozens of archers standing on the top of the wall immediately released their arrows without hesitation. I only heard the "Xiu ~" arrows, and the strong arrows broke through the air, and when they landed, they shot the seven or eight people who cursed the loudest among the heroes like a hedgehog. Even if these seven or eight people had been on guard in advance and had already held weapons in their hands, they still couldn't resist it at all.

Such archery, although there is still some distance from the "magic arrow". But there is no doubt that it has already been called a hundred steps. This hand came out, and the people of Tianhe Dao and other Wuyuemen couldn't help but be secretly frightened when they landed.

But among the many heroes present, seven or eight times out of ten have fought against the Demon Temple. Even if they were actually slaughtered on the ground on one side, those who were able to escape the slaughter naturally had their own extraordinary artistic achievements. In the midst of shouting and scolding, many people took out hidden weapons one after another and shot at the archers on the wall.

Arrows can reach far, but the range of hidden weapons is far inferior. But at the moment, they are very close to each other. The advantage of the bow and arrow in range cannot be brought into play.

There are many heroes, but there are few archers. The two sides exchanged fires, and the archers were outnumbered. However, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were hit by various hidden weapons, and they fell off the wall one by one. The heroes opened victoriously, cheered in unison, and their morale was greatly boosted.

The young sect master snorted coldly with an unhappy face. The bald man beside her suddenly showed a look of sincere fear between his eyebrows. He bowed down and said, "Young Sect Master, please calm your anger." The subordinates immediately cleaned up these guys who didn't know whether they were alive or dead. Then he straightened his waist, turned around and shouted: "Ah Da Ah Er, Ah San, Ah Si, on!"