"Huh?" Yin Fusheng glanced at Wang Fatzi.

Although it was not deliberately suppressed by the realm, it had already made Wang Fatzi tremble, and his knees were almost shattered!

Jiang Heng latent the power of divine sense, resisted the surging coercion forced by Yin Fusheng, and unloaded most of his strength for Wang Fatzi.

"Master Yin, that's what I mean. As you all know, my master is in retreat at the moment. The Holy Son of the Yin Tian Sect calls me the big master...... Didn't you put me on the fire and roast me? ”

Hula!

The fourteen disciples of the Holy Sword Hall lined up in two teams to form two seven-star world-destroying sword formations, protecting Jiang Heng and Wang Fatzi in the middle.

Wang Fatzi let out a big breath, and his mouth still refused to admit defeat, "That's what I meant." No matter who it is, as long as you dare to offend my Blood Sword Sect, you will not give up with him! ”

"The old man thinks that Jiang Heng has a point." Zhou Zhen walked over with a dark face, his shoulders moved slightly, and all the power of Yin Fusheng's divine consciousness was blocked.

Of course you think he has a point! No one in the world knows, you think about it day and night, and you want to receive this kid as a disciple! "Madman Wu approached and stood with Jiang Heng and the others.

"It seems to be so!" Yin Fusheng's eyes disappeared as soon as the killing intent appeared, he laughed, and pressed his hands down.

Deep down, I have a deep fear of Jiang Heng.

Ever since this kid was born like a comet in the Blood Demon Sword Sect, his cultivation has jumped like a fly, and he has to guard against it!

"Everyone! Entrusted by the Demon Dao Holy Sect, I hereby summon you here today to listen to the will of the Hadith! ”

Yin Fusheng said, waved his sleeves, and his white fingers tapped in the void.

A blood-red phantasm of heart, about ten zhang in size, leaped out and hung above everyone's heads.

Knock knock!

After the earth-shattering heartbeat, the voice of an old man's vicissitudes came from his heart.

"On behalf of the Twelve Holy Sects of the Demon Dao, I would like to announce two things to my fellow Daoists in the Small Realm Continent."

"First of all, according to the exact information we have received, the various sects of the Immortal Dao have been secretly linked, and it seems that they want to plot your territory......"

"The second thing, the Demon Dao Holy Sect has decided to order you and the others to immediately convene a Demon Dao Conference to rebuild the alliance! In order to deal with the threat of the Immortal Dao, or even counterattack at any time......"

"Master Yin, what do you think?"

Yin Fusheng came to the blood-red heart, bowed down, and humbly said, "Obey your orders!" I must carry out the will of the Demon Dao Holy Sect well! ”

The old man smiled with satisfaction, his voice gradually becoming muffled.

"Three days later, whoever becomes the leader of the Demon Dao Alliance of the Small Realm Continent will remember to send a message to the Holy Sect here. We will give you the benefits that we have been preparing for a long time! ”

"How to choose the leader of the alliance, you can discuss it yourself!"

After counting the breaths.

The huge blood-red heart phantom also gradually disappeared.

On the altar, after a moment of silence, there was a sudden whisper of discussion.

"The Demon Dao Holy Sect said that no matter who becomes the leader of the alliance, there will be benefits...... What are the benefits, you say? ”

"Who knows? I only know that after becoming the head of my family, I once came here to receive a teleportation talisman......"

"It can't be the elixir of becoming an immortal, right?"

"You're thinking about fart! Well, what does it mean that the Holy Sect says, no matter who becomes the leader of the alliance? ”

"It's fair play, right?"

This question, which is not big or small, sounded at the altar, making everyone stunned.

Yin Fusheng's face became ugly.

According to his intentions, why should this alliance leader be elected?

Directly making him, the head of the first sect of the Demon Dao, the most correct thing to do!

"Ahem! Since everyone has the idea of becoming the leader of the alliance, please share your opinions! ”

"Yin Master, I mean Wubi!" Tu Ming, the head of the Black Killing Sect, smiled and arched his hand, "As the leader of the alliance, you have to have absolute strength, otherwise how can you lead the group?" ”

The head of the Demon Hidden Sect is still in retreat, and the representative sent this time is still Lu Qizi.

"In the Lower Demon Hidden Gate Lu Qizi, I think I want to be Wenbi! As the leader of the alliance, absolute strength is only one aspect, and it has to test Tongtian's resourcefulness! Well, I recommend Jiang Heng and Jiang Daoyou to be the leader of the alliance! ”

The crowd was in an uproar.

"How many spirit stones did Jiang Lao Mo spend, and someone was willing to advocate for him in public!"

"Damn, I also want to be the leader of the alliance, why didn't anyone recommend me?!"

"Just think about it, it's not qualified...... With such a small sect as ours, we can only choose the above major sects and act in line......"

"You can't write two magic words with one stroke, so it's better not to fight and kill!" Zhou Zhen, the head of the Slaughter Immortal Sect, after careful consideration, talked eloquently.

"Well, the old man also thinks that Wen Bi is better! The old man recommends Jiang Heng! Jiang Heng is the leader of the alliance, I can rest assured! ”

Although Zhou Zhen didn't know who was more suitable to be the leader of the alliance, he knew that as long as the leader of the alliance was not a yin floating life, the status of their Immortal Sect might be able to rise again......

"Wenbi is better! The Bloody Clothes Sect also recommended Jiang Heng. Madman Wu grinned and stroked his palms and smiled.

He supports Jiang Heng purely because he likes this kid's decisive character.

As for Yin Fusheng, an old yin who can only shoot in secret, Lao Tzu doesn't support him!

Yin Fusheng's eyes blinked, and he said with a smile: "Senior nephew Jiang, what do you think?" ”

Jiang Heng was silent, his expression was thoughtful.

After he heard the will of the Demon Dao Holy Sect, he immediately established contact with Chen Wuxian through the Elder Token of the Holy Sword Hall and inquired about Chen Wuxian's meaning.

Not long after, Chen Wuxian's tired voice came from the Elder Token of the Holy Sword Hall, "You decide for yourself." No matter what, the teacher has your back. ”

Jiang Heng nodded and raised his head suddenly, "Yin Zhangmen, I also think that I am very suitable to be the leader of the alliance!" ”

He had already formed a great enmity with Yin Fusheng and the Heavenly Evil Sect, and even if he gave in at this time, he would not be at peace with each other.

On the contrary, it is better to fight.

If you can become the leader of the alliance and reap more benefits from the Demon Dao Holy Sect, it would be good!

After all, the intensity of the spiritual energy in the Lingbao Continent was still too thin compared to his previous life, and it had seriously affected his cultivation entry speed!

There is just one thing, Jiang Heng can't be sure.

Before him, he had killed the two brothers Murong Huai and Murong Changsu of the Rakshasa Holy Sect in a row.

At this moment, the Demon Dao Holy Sect may have known about the existence of such a person.

I don't know if he secretly instructed Yin Fusheng to stumble on him.

Suddenly, Jiang Heng remembered something and observed it around.

He found that among the sects he was familiar with, there were several sects that did not come here to listen to the will!

For example, Hehuan Palace and Blood Sakura Sect......

"Good ambition! Jiang Shi's nephew has this idea, and he deserves to be a young hero! Yin Fusheng smiled sympathetically and turned to face the many small sects behind him.

"What do you think?"

Those small sects of the Demon Dao that had already been bullied and scared by the Heavenly Evil Sect had no choice but to express their positions.

"I'll wait...... May the head of the Yin head be the first to look forward! We think it's better to be a martial artist! ”

Yin Fusheng smiled and looked at the crowd on the other side, "What choice do you have?" ”

"Wu ...... Compare! The heads of those small sects secretly observed Jiang Heng a few times and hesitated.

Jiang Heng turned around and looked indifferently at the remaining handful of leaders who were struggling inside.

"Seniors, what do you think?"

"Uh, I'll wait, I'll wait and think it's better than Wenbi!" Those leaders looked at each other helplessly, so they had to stand on Jiang Heng's side.

"Sorry, it's late!" The head of the Blood Sakura Sect, the sound of the wind like a shadow, came from afar.

Madman Wu laughed and beckoned to the wind, "Old wind, come here!" I'll tell you......"

After a while, the person at the helm of the third sect glanced at Jiang Heng meaningfully, "On behalf of the Blood Sakura Sect, I will recommend Jiang Heng!" I choose the text than ! ”

"Elder Jiang, when did you come back?" Yang Ying, the palace master of Hehuan Palace, came to everyone's side.

"Uh, disciple to meet Uncle Yang!" Jiang Heng smiled awkwardly and bowed.

"That elixir, is it any good?" The elixir Yang Ying said naturally meant something.

"The disciple used it. But I don't know the effect...... Later, my master rushed over......" Jiang Heng said honestly.

"An immortal path traitor, he is also embarrassed to bring back the Blood Demon Sword Sect. I see that your master really doesn't want face......" Yang Ying was angry, glaring at Jiang Heng and wanting to be mad.

"Senior Uncle Yang, you didn't think about going to the Blood Demon Sword Sect by yourself, and directly questioned my head master?" Jiang Heng transmitted Yang Ying's words, and his face was filled with righteous indignation.

"It's good! Here's the matter, I'll go to the palace in person! Yang Ying was very satisfied with Jiang Heng's attitude towards the same enemy.

"What are you choosing?"

"Choosing the leader of the alliance." Jiang Heng quietly transmitted the voice and informed the current situation.

Yang Ying said "um" lightly, and said in a faint voice: "Understood." I choose Jiang Heng. ”

Yin Fusheng leaned in front of Yang Ying, "Yang Palace Master, are you Xuanwen Bi or Wu Bi?" ”

"Wenbi and Wubi, I choose Jiang Heng!" Yang Ying frowned, covered her nose, and looked very displeased.

"Don't be close, stay away from the palace! You seem to have a stench on you......"

Yin Fu was stunned, wanting to get angry but didn't know how to initiate it.

"Well, let's rest tonight! Early tomorrow morning, the selection of the alliance leader will officially begin, and Wenbi and Wubi will be carried out in the first place! ”

The matter has come to this point, and Wu Madman, Zhou Zhen and others are not good at repeatedly not giving Yin Fu face, so they have to reluctantly agree.

Now, the Blood Demon Sword Sect is strong and domineering, and its status in the entire Demon Dao has risen, and it has undoubtedly become the sixth sect.

A stick of incense time passes.

After the deliberations of the six major sects, including the Heavenly Evil Sect, the Slaughter Immortal Sect, the Blood Cherry Sect, the Bloody Cloth Sect, the Hehuan Palace, and the Blood Sword Sect, a consensus was formed.

The competition for the leader of the alliance is dominated by Wenbi and Wubi.

Wenbi embodies a harmonious and fair way of voting.

The martial arts competition mainly tests the peak combat power of each leader, and respects the absolute strength!

The venues of Wenbi and Wubi were chosen on the altar.

This night.

The representatives of each Demon Dao sect set up camp not far from the altar and lit a fire.

The end of strength is canvassing!

In the dark, the two busiest figures, one old and one young, are Jiang Heng and Yin Fusheng.

The two of them are preparing for the so-called Wenbi.

The method of canvassing used by Yin Fusheng is mainly to promise benefits and deliberately win over.

At this time, Jiang Heng, who was in the Demon Gate, had a more distracted canvassing style, and bluntly threatened: "Tomorrow, if you don't choose this seat, you will have to destroy ......."

Of course, after the threat, he did not forget to slap a sweet date, and carefully instructed him to repair the other party's sect's exercises.

For sects that have repaired the exercises once before, such as the Blood Clothes Sect, the Slaughter Immortal Sect, the Hehuan Palace, etc.

After careful consideration, Jiang Heng decided to repair the exercises for these seniors who supported him to perfection without reservation!

When it was almost dawn, Jiang Heng finally came to the last tent, the temporary territory of the Blood Clothes Sect.

A quarter of an hour later, Madman Wu was so emotional that he almost gave Jiang Heng a blow.

"Fuck! Lao Tzu knew that there were still flaws in the magic skills of the wedding dress, but he didn't expect that you, a black-hearted boy, would leave so many ......! ”

"Sect Leader Wu, this time it's really gone...... If you want to blame it, blame my master for comprehending it too slowly......" Jiang Heng smiled, without any sense of guilt, and put the responsibility on Chen Wuxian in one go.

"You must know that the time limit we agreed on before was to repair the exercises within three years......

Madman Wu was stunned for a moment, knowing that what Jiang Heng said was reasonable, but he didn't want to reprimand him more.

After all, if you roughly calculate the time now, Jiang Heng's move is already much ahead of schedule!

"Ugh! Then I'll let you go! Don't worry, I'm a vote, steady! ”

Jiang Heng nodded, spit out a mouthful of turbidity, looked at Wang Fatzi and Chen Lingwan and the others who were already waiting on the altar, and walked up the stairs.