Dozens of Sect Leavers surrounded Zhou Zihao, each revealing the fierce expression of the cult and glaring at him angrily. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dare to hurt someone, well, the Blood Blade Hall dares not to take us seriously. ”

Anyway, they are away from the Blade Hall is also the first hall of the Evil God Sect, and the number and overall strength are the top existences, although this week Zihao is in the limelight, and the sect is in the uproar, but after all, it is just a rumor.

Besides, when Zhou Zihao came back from the Nine Palaces, he was also mortally wounded, if Zhou Zihao was really that great, how could he be so embarrassed?

Lizong Hate told them that there is no need to be afraid of the Blood Blade Hall, and if you can provoke trouble, try to pick it as much as possible.

Everyone in the Blade Hall just can't get used to seeing the Blood Blade Hall so arrogant, and there are only a few people, and they still want to make a fuss.

Zhou Zihao's eyes swept everyone, and when he saw that they were all fierce and vicious, he could be described as angry.

Others are afraid, but Zhou Zihao is not afraid.

He is a person who has kissed the sect leader, let alone a cult of evil gods, in today's world, who can do it?

said angrily: "You rely on the large number of people and want to deceive me in the Blood Blade Hall, I can't get used to it!"

One of the people from the Lijian Hall stood up, he was the henchman of the Lizong hate, named Song Heng, and he said with a straight face: "Hmph, your Blood Blade Hall is arrogant, and now you are hurting my people, it is simply too deceitful." ”

Good guy, this is simply out of nowhere, and besides, he said in turn that the Blood Blade Hall bullied people first.

If this breath is not vented, Zhou Zihao will be unbearable.

He was eager to try.

Song Heng relied on the large number of people in the Lijian Hall, coupled with the support of the Lizong hatred, he was not afraid at all, and stared at Zhou Zihao with a dead expression.

The two wanted to make a move, but Black Wind and Greedy Wolf stood up.

Black Wind roared and said angrily: "Obviously, you were the one who provoked the matter first, Lijian Hall, what do you want?"

The greedy wolf didn't speak on this occasion, glaring angrily at the Blade Hall, and if he wanted to fight, he would never be intimidated.

Song Heng smiled with amusement: "Hmph, we just can't get used to seeing your weak strength and being so arrogant." ”

Arrogant?

Wrong, this is the self-confidence that the Blood Blade Hall has been proud of since ancient times, and everyone has been through a hundred battles, tempered thousands of times, and the self-confidence that stands out from the blood and sand!

However, in the eyes of Lijian Tang, it is seen as arrogance?

Dare to ask, when did the Blood Blade Hall bully other halls.

When Zhou Zihao heard this, he originally thought that the Cult of Evil Gods had always been united, but he was wrong.

Unexpectedly, he led the Blood Blade Hall to continuously improve and make great contributions, but he suffered the contempt of the Blade Hall.

He didn't think about it, he rushed over directly and punched at Song Heng, full of energy and boundless power.

What started out as a quarrel has now extended to fighting.

The surrounding halls exclaimed again and again.

The Sharp Blade Hall Master was about to leave without regret, but he thought of Zhou Zihao's strength and smiled slightly, there should be no problem.

On the contrary, he should be worried about leaving the Blade Hall.

Song Heng's expression was fierce, and he was not a vegetarian, he was known for his physical cultivation, and he hit back with a backhand and punched violently.

The fists of the two sides collided, and there was a bang.

The sound of iron walls colliding sounded in the temple of evil gods!

Zhou Zihao felt his strength, and suddenly came out, transported the Taixuan True Method, and made a force, and the vast internal strength directly pushed Song Heng back.

Seeing this, Song Heng did not dare to underestimate the enemy, Zhou Zihao's physical fitness was beyond his imagination.

Seeing that the intensity increased, he also hurriedly responded and increased his strength, and the strength of the fists on both sides was raised by a notch again.

The incomparable energy spread out from the cracks in the fist, constantly surging in all directions, and the clothes of the people nearby were blown in a mess.

Master Showdown!

The other members of the Cult watched the confrontation between the two with full attention.

Song Heng, the number one master among the cultists.

Zhou Zihao, the first rookie of the cult to rise recently.

The first time the two met, they had a fierce collision.

Who is better?

I saw Zhou Zihao as he was, with an indifferent expression.

Song Heng gritted his teeth and insisted, seemingly using all his strength.

The masters all knew that they could tell the difference from the expressions of the two, however, the disciples of the Leaving Sword Hall knew Song Heng's strength and thought that Zhou Zihao was by no means matched.

It is rumored that Zhou Zihao is famous for his swordsmanship, and his strength is superior, so he is naturally inferior to Song Heng.

All the Blade Hall disciples believed that Song Heng would win.

Zhou Zihao suddenly increased his strength and swayed his strength to the fullest, not only pouring most of Song Heng's strength out, but also rebounding back.

I saw that one after another energetic energy was pushed out, and Song Heng's arm joints clicked, and he was directly dislocated!

Song Heng felt that his arm was numb, and he couldn't exert his strength anymore, and under the huge force, the whole person took dozens of steps backwards.

"Okay!" Black Wind roared, Zhou Zihao really didn't disappoint him, it was just too morale-boosting.

The greedy wolf looked at Zhou Zihao, his face flushed, revealing strange feelings, which can be regarded as a kind of yearning, or a kind of admiration, and even more so as a kind of ......

Ahem.

Seeing this, he smiled faintly, and hurriedly hated the sect master in front of him: "I'm really embarrassed to leave the hall master, my church disciple doesn't know the severity of the shot, and I hurt the monks in your hall, how much offense, I hope the hall master will be merciful, don't sue the sect master." ”

Blood Wugui specially accentuated the word complaint to the sect leader, as if he was mocking the hatred of the sect, and if he was not satisfied, he went to tell the sect leader, you can say that my Blood Blade Hall bullied you to leave the Sect Hall.

As the first hall of the Evil God Sect, Lijian Tang can't afford to lose this face, and Lizong naturally won't tell the sect leader, he secretly wrote down this matter, thinking that there will be opportunities in the future.

At that moment, he snorted coldly and returned to his seat.

With the help of others, Song Heng barely recovered his dislocated arm, and he didn't seem to have any effect on his strong body, so he glared at Zhou Zihao and said, "Boy, remember it for me!"

Zhou Zihao is already merciful to his subordinates, and these people in Lijian Hall simply don't know anything about power.

They didn't know how terrifying Zhou Zihao was at all!

However, Zhou Zihao ignored them and sat back in his position.

A short farce is over.

Zhou Zihao's display was enough to prove his strength, and more disciples looked at him with admiration and admiration.

They all returned to their positions, and in less than a moment, the leader of the Cult of Evil Gods appeared.

Behind him, the three elders, left and right protectors followed.

When Dye Yue entered, the audience fell silent, and no one dared to act rashly, not even gasping for breath.

Very serious.

Zhou Zihao sat generously in the first row, admiring the world's first beauty with a handsome and cold expression.

Somehow, staring at the beauty, he thought of Su Ning again.

I haven't seen her for three days, and I don't know how she's doing in Juyi Building.

Although the eye guard was inserted in Juyi Building, Zhou Zihao didn't have time to check, and now that the eye guard time has passed, I don't know if she is worried about her 'little junior sister'?

After the meeting, after buying equipment, I went to Juyi Building to bully Su Ning.

However, as for what excuse to leave the House for so long?

He began to hallucinate.

After Dye Yue arrived, the atmosphere in the Evil God Temple was extra depressing, and even people at the level of the hall master did not dare to look directly at the sect master, this was an innate coercion, this was a natural admiration.

Dye Yue slowly spoke, "I gathered you today, and there are a few things to announce. ”

"I believe you all know something about the battle of the Nine Palaces, and the people who participated in the battle include the Red Guards of the Sect, the Sharp Blade Hall of the Master of the Forgotten Hall, and the Blood Blade Hall of the Blood Hall Master. ”

When Song Heng heard the sect leader say about the Blood Blade Hall, he showed a look of disdain, and looked towards Zhou Zihao.

Seeing Zhou Zihao looking at other places indifferently, he didn't take the holy sect leader in his eyes at all, and looked arrogant, as if the sect leader's affairs were not important at all.

The more I look at it, the more angry I become, the people in the Blood Blade Hall are really arrogant, everyone is so serious, only this guy puts on a look of 'Lao Tzu is the most special person in the world', and he is holding a fire in his heart.

Dye Yue's expression was awe-inspiring, and she continued: "This battle is the first battle launched by the Evil God Cult against the True Alliance, I teach ninety people, and fight against the Nine Palaces, the gap between the two sides can be imagined, but they did not disappoint us, destroyed the Nine Palaces, and eliminated the number one enemy in Middle-earth!"

"However, the battlefield is unforgiving, and there are only more than twenty people who can come back......"

The sect leader personally told the battle situation, and people could imagine how cruel the scene of the Nine-Fold Palace was.

Rao is the opposition between good and evil for many years, and has experienced battles of various sizes, whenever he hears that the evil god cult has fewer enemies and more enemies, and defeats the strong with the weak, everyone's heart will boil and blood gush.

Dye Yue's expression changed, paused, and said, "After destroying the Nine Folds Palace and the Spirit Needle Cave, I didn't kill everyone. ”

At this time, a classical woman of twenty-seven or eighteen walked from the side, standing in front of the dyed moon platform.

Dye Yue introduced: "This is the Spirit Needle Cave Master, Hua Haitang, from now on, he will officially become a member of my Evil God Sect." ”

She said to Mo Yan, the master of the Bladeless Hall under the seat: "Hua Haitang's medical skills are superb and her knowledge is extraordinary, Mo Yan, you have to communicate with her more in terms of medical skills." ”

Mo Yan was gentle and elegant, and at first glance, he knew that he was a weak and beautiful man, so he got up and responded: "Yes, Mo Yan lives up to the expectations of the sect leader." ”

Hua Haitang saw Mo Yan, the spirit bead moved slightly, and she looked at this weak man curiously, which did not meet the definition of a cult in her heart at all.

Logically speaking, aren't cult members all fierce and vicious, tiger-backed and bear-backed, bloodthirsty and murderous, warlike and brainless people?

Unbelievable.

In fact, this is indeed subversive, whether it is bloodlessness, forgetfulness or strangeness, their hall masters are not like evil people at all.

All of them are as handsome as philosophers, like heaven, but in fact, the cult is not as bad as people think.

Seriously, she is a hundred unwilling to force Hua Haitang to join the cult of evil gods, but, in all fairness, this cult is not like a cult at all, they are more united than the Zhengmeng, in a world where the strong are respected, they believe in the supremacy of strength, and their positions are different, and their practices are naturally different.

In fact, in this world, good and evil are just a name, and no one represents real evil.

Especially when I saw Mo Yan, he was as handsome as Caixia, which made people feel that the world was still so beautiful.

Hua Haitang not only had a good impression of Mo Yan, but walked towards Mo Yan.

Mo Yan said softly: "Senior Hua, I hope to give you some guidance in medical skills in the future." ”

As the master of the Bladeless Hall, Mo Yan took the initiative to call her a senior, without the slightest shelf of the hall master, and the whole person seemed amiable.

Hua Haitang said softly: "Master Motang has won the award, let's learn from each other." ”

There was no too much politeness, in fact, they had already known that they were going to be in a hall, but when they came back, Hua Haitang was responsible for taking care of Zhou Zihao, so they didn't show up much.

And Mo Yan, as the hall master, is also very busy, so he doesn't have time to come and see this newcomer.

The two looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and sat down.