A cold voice floated in, colder than the sound of the black hand killing. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info even if the four of them have profound skills, they can't help but fight a cold war.

"Who!" The red dragon killed the right hand and pushed it flat, and the palm power turned into a red long dragon and went away in the air, but it instantly dispersed two feet away.

"You ...... Stay here... Don't go back..."The person who came in was also wearing a hideous and terrifying demon mask, and he was dressed in an elegant robe that was enough to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

This was originally a secret garrison of the Demon Sect, how heavily guarded, but since this person was able to come here, he had already been poisoned by the guards outside.

"It's you!" Purple Sword Kill saw the person in front of him, obviously very excited, and the whole person involuntarily took two steps back. He was usually the most calm, but now he has become wild.

"It doesn't matter who you are, just kill it!" "The red dragon couldn't kill a single blow, and rushed up again. The crimson true qi was mixed with the smell of flames, almost enveloping the secret room completely. The nine fire dragons were full of energy, lifelike, and rushed straight at the people.

Dodging to avoid the encirclement and suppression of the three fire dragons, a jade hand gently slapped out, which happened to be slapped on the chest of the red dragon kill. The palm was slightly spitted, and the red dragon kill was thrown backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"Why, could it be that you did all this?" Purple Sword Kill looked excited, but rushed forward and stopped in front of Red Dragon Kill, a dark purple long sword pointed in the direction of the throat of the person who came, shaking slightly.

"Blood legend, blood skeleton?" Two rays of essence shot out from the bloody blade killing mask on the side with his back against the stone wall, obviously interested and full of battle intent.

"Magic Knife...... I'm interested... But it's not such a magic knife..."Before the Blood Skull could finish speaking, the red dragon scolded and attacked again. After a while, a large number of hidden weapons turned into a rain of flowers and flew towards the blood skeleton, trying to make her die without a place to be buried.

The blood skeleton smiled faintly, but stood in place, neither dodging nor dodging.

"Stop!" Purple Sword Kill suddenly shouted, and the purple sword in his hand turned into a burst of sword nets, instantly stopping all the dense hidden weapons in the sky. Rao is like this, but he has exhausted his moves, and he can't stop the angry palms of the Red Dragon Kill at all, and under the intersection of the palms and swords, the Purple Sword Kill, which lacks strength, is forced to retreat as much as three feet.

"Are you crazy, have you forgotten the task given to us by the sect master, and you are going to deal with us for the sake of an outsider?"

"He's not crazy, he's not stupid. Red Dragon, Black Hand, do you think we really have any hope of escaping and ascending to heaven under the hands of Bloody Legend?" Bloody Blade Clapped the dust off his hand, and a blood-red long knife was inserted back into its scabbard.

"What's more, the Blood Maiden just said that she wouldn't let us go back to the main altar. The Sect Master's miraculous skills are world-renowned, do you think that you two are doubting the authority of the Sect Master?"

"Blood Legend, if we don't return to the main altar, then we will continue to stay here, there is no big problem, right?" Bloody Blade Kill shrugged his shoulders and asked the Blood Skull instead.

"You... Can be left ...... But..."Before the words fell, the ghost-like red figure had already floated in front of the Blood Blade Kill. The blood-red long knife in the Blood Blade Killer's hand was only half pulled out, and the tender palm gently slapped on his chest.

"Hehe... I don't like it... The smart man ...... "The fragrance entered the nose of the Blood Blade Kill, but the Blood Blade Kill felt a majestic force explode in his chest, and the whole person didn't even have the ability to resist, and was blasted into the stone wall as much as a foot.

"You... Very good... Very good indeed... Keep it up... Don't rely on it anymore... Foreign objects... Artistic conception... The last few words were almost imperceptible, and the figure of the blood skeleton had already turned into a red shadow and drifted away.

"Bloody Blade, do you know that you disobeyed the orders of the sect master?" "Black Hand Kill walked out of the dark shadow and stared coldly at Bloody Blade Kill.

"All I know is that if we don't say yes, we'll die here right now. Do you really think that now that you have become stronger, you have the strength to compete with legends and myths?" With blood still coughing up in his mouth, the bloody blade struggled out of the stone wall, and said with a wry smile: "At best, we can only be regarded as super-first-class masters who have stepped into the artistic conception with half a foot, and this half foot has not been taken by ourselves." Do you think myths and legends are so close to the super? I tell you, even if we were ten times more numerous, and the Blood Skeletons were to kill us, we wouldn't survive. Isn't that right, Purple Sword?

The last sentence was said to the Purple Sword Kill.

The purple sword was taken aback, the purple long sword pointed at the bloody blade to kill, and said coldly: "How do you know?"

"Don't be shocked, your behavior betrays you too much. On the rivers and lakes, there is only one man who will be obsessed with blood skeletons, and this person is the trace. You're defending the Blood Skull like this, even if you know that Black Hand Kill and Red Dragon Kill can't hurt her at all, you'll be worried. If there is a person on the rivers and lakes who is more obsessed with blood skeletons than Scarlets, I'm afraid I won't believe it if I'm killed. Bloody Blade Kill reached out indifferently, removed the purple sword pointed at his throat, and smiled.

"Don't say it's you, the four of us here, which one doesn't have any other identity? Don't worry, what about the traces? You have to understand that the current you are not the traces, but the purple sword killing of the four killings of the Demon Sect. Bloody Blade Kill sneered and said.

Hearing this, not only the Purple Sword Kill, but also the rest of the people also showed an inexplicable look.

In the headquarters of the Alliance, in the conference hall, several high-ranking people were fiercely arguing over something.

"Even though the Demon Sect has retreated recently, the losses caused before are still very large, I hope the alliance leader can support it!" said the leader of a small gang standing on top of the main hall.

"I hope the alliance leader will support him!" Behind him, there are also many small gang leaders and small sect outer sect forces that have been hit, and personnel are constantly losing.

"This..."The Dongtian Monk didn't know what to do, he had never seen such a battle similar to forcing the palace.

"Ahem!" Still couldn't stand it anymore, he coughed dryly twice, relieved the embarrassing situation of the Dongtian Monk, thought for a moment, and said, "Your loss, the alliance knows. The contributions you have made to the Alliance, and the Alliance remembers it. Okay, go back and make a list of what each gang wants to get subsidized, and we'll talk to a few elders about how we can help you, what do you think?"

Although the main strength of the alliance is still condensed in the gang where the alliance leader and the elder are located, these grassroots forces cannot be abandoned. It is the innocent and others who dare not ignore their opinions.

More than a dozen people in charge of small gangs and small forces received an answer and left satisfied, leaving only a few high-ranking and powerful people in the hall.