In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight had just sprinkled the earth, and in front of the gate of the head sect of the Yidaomen, a group of craftsmen were in full swing.

Many forces were shocked when they saw it, and many people began to inquire about the news.

"Have you heard?"

"I've heard for a long time that the sword gate and the Ryukyu Demon Sect have officially started a war, and the two sides will fight a decisive battle tomorrow. ”

"yes, yes, it's fucking hot!"

"This is a blood feud that never ends. ”

......

For a while, countless news spread throughout most of Fusang, and the gambling fight between Yanagi Yilin and Shen Ye became the most lively thing today. Many people and scattered cultivators from all walks of life came like a wind, and for this kind of True Immortal level battle, it was a once-in-a-lifetime good thing for these people.

Of course, it was not only the popular unrest, but also the gangs that had previously joined forces with Ichitomon to suppress the Ryukyu Demon Sect were also confused. They kept sending their men to inquire about the news, for fear of missing a little opportunity.

"Sect Leader, the one-knife gate is now and stepping up, and it is expected that the ring will be completed in one day!"

A crimson figure knelt respectfully in the lobby, and the eyes of the whole person converged on the red figure on the Taishi's chair.

"Oh, is this knife door real?"

"According to what we know now, it is true!"

The man looked to be only about thirty, and he looked very violent in a red robe. At this time, he gently rubbed the jade wrench on his finger and muttered.

"That one named Zhang Song (Shen Ye) really killed Miyamoto Lin Yu?"

How dare the people in the hall be presumptuous, they responded respectfully at the moment: "Yes, my subordinates saw it with their own eyes, and there were many people from the sect who were also present at that time. That Zhang Song (Shen Ye) only used one punch to kill Miyamoto Lin Yu to the ground. ”

There was a hint of thought in the man's eyes, and even he didn't hear Miyamoto Lin Yu's behavior clearly. It stands to reason that the Ryukyu Demon Sect has been suppressed by them together, and now it is no different from a third-rate sect. Even with this Zhang Song (Shen Ye), although his strength has increased greatly, he is too far behind compared to these old local forces.

"What the hell is this old guy thinking?"

At this moment, a violent wind suddenly rose above the main hall, and the man suddenly stood up, and the wind blew on the man's robe, and he looked very majestic.

A black-clothed figure appeared in the main hall, this person was more than eight feet tall, and the two erected sword eyebrows on his cold face added a hint of majesty.

The kneeling red figure above the hall was directly frightened by the momentum that suddenly appeared. Under the light of the sword, he felt as if a long sword was hanging high above his head at this time, and if he dared to do anything disrespectful, the long sword would fall directly.

The man in red waved his long sleeves, and a fiery red energy flew out of his sleeve, directly turning into a barrier to block the disciple behind him. With the protection of that barrier, the disciple felt the tremendous pressure on his body all blocked by the barrier.

The indifferent man stood quietly in place, his cold eyes swept over the disciple, and an awe-inspiring killing intent came out.

The man in red waved his right hand and motioned for the disciple to step back first.

At this critical moment, how could he miss any of his sect master's orders. When he saw the gesture of the man in red, the whole person disappeared outside the main hall in a puff of smoke.

After the disciple left, the entire hall was a lot quieter, and the cold figure directly put away its momentum, and then sat on the guest seat. Seeing him like this, the coldness on the man in red dissipated a lot.

"Murakami Kenmatsu, what are you doing here with me?"

"Ino Huoshu, don't you really know the purpose of my coming?"

The indifferent man's faint mouth opened his mouth like a sharp sword revealing his light.

The Ino Fire Tree said without leaving a trace.

"What my Red Flame Alliance can detect, your Sword Mountain Pavilion will not be able to detect. If that's really the case, then your Sword Mountain Pavilion doesn't need to be opened any longer, and it will be directly merged into our Red Flame Alliance. I can also give you a deputy head to be the head of the sect. ”

Now, the true identities of these two people have also surfaced, yes, they are the famous Red Fire Alliance leader Ino Huoshu and Sword Mountain Pavilion Lord Murakami Kensong.

Murakami Kenmatsu raised his right hand lightly, and a sword light swung towards the Ino Fire Tree.

This Murakami Jiansong really deserves to be the master of the Sword Mountain Pavilion, and he will make a move if he disagrees, although he is in the Red Fire Alliance, he is still not afraid. However, the well fire tree was not surprised at all, and with a push of his left hand, the red barrier flew out directly.

The sword light slammed into the barrier, and soon, the barrier shattered, the blade collapsed, and the attacks of the two people actually died out of each other.

"How many years have passed, and you still haven't changed this stinky temper!"

Ino Huoshu opened his mouth with a smile, completely ignoring Murakami's rudeness, or it may be that this Ino Huoshu has long been accustomed to Murakami's temper.

"No matter how disrespectful there is, our Sword Mountain Pavilion will fight you in a decisive battle, do you believe it or not!"

Murakami's hand has been placed on the hilt of the sword, the momentum of the whole person has been condensed, his attitude is very obvious, if Ino Huoshu has the slightest dissatisfaction, the sword light in his hand will thunder. When the time comes, I don't talk about the disciples of the Chiyan Alliance, I'm afraid that this headquarters will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Ino Huoshu looked at this saber rattling, and he couldn't wait to draw his sword and shoot. His face was flat, although he didn't offend Murakami's bottom line again, but the coldness on his face didn't have a trace of apology in it.

But fortunately, Murakami Kenmatsu was not too persistent, and he finally shifted the final topic back again.

"Tomorrow, what will you do with the Red Flame Alliance?"

Ino Huoshu shrugged his shoulders and said disdainfully: "How can I go, naturally I went to watch it, if I missed this kind of good show, it would be a pity!"

"Hypocrisy!"

Murakami Kenmatsu got up after hearing this, and there was another gust of wind, and Murakami's figure disappeared directly into the lobby.

Seeing this Murakami Kenmatsu leaving, Ino Huoshu's face became gloomy. He glanced at it coldly, his mouth full of coldness.

"Kill you bastard sooner or later!"

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Such scenes were staged one after another among the major forces, after all, for the forces that had united to force the Ryukyu Demon Sect to such a point, the appearance of Shen Ye was bad news for them. They tried to solve this problem countless times, but after thinking about it for a long time, they couldn't do anything.

But now that Yagyu Irin was willing to stand up and help them solve this problem, they became uneasy.

I have to say that sometimes this person's mind is always full of contradictions.

The short day was spent like this, and the gorgeous ring stood in front of the knife gate, quietly waiting for that much-anticipated battle.