"Boy, are you from the Five Mountains Sect?" After Zhang Yu killed the Demon Cult man, the Demon Cult masters nearby surrounded Zhang Yu, and a Demon Cult master came out and asked coldly.

Zhang Yu looked at the man and saw that he was thin and short.

But his face was solemn and he had a yellow belt tied around his waist.

Zhang Yu's heart moved and he looked at the others, only to see that those people were all black belts and knew that this person should be the leader.

"Yes, I am from the Five Mountains Sword Sect." Zhang Yu replied coldly.

Then he curled up his lips and said, "Old man, are you really from the Demon Cult?"

"Hmph!" The man snorted coldly, "You kill my brother today, kid. If you just go ahead and capture him, I can give you a good time."

Zhang Yu shouted coldly: "Everyone can find demons and kill them."

After speaking, he turned around and said, "Uncle Mo, please give me some advice today."

The old man said "Hmm" and grabbed the erhu. His eyes suddenly became bright, as if two bolts of lightning suddenly shot out.

The old man took a step forward and asked, "Are you from the Demon Cult?"

The leader frowned and said, "Yes, who are you?"

The old man nodded, still maintaining a lazy expression on his face as if he couldn't control his muscles.

The voice was as cold as ice and asked: "A few days ago, three disciples of the Hengshan Sect were beaten to the chest and died. The injuries seemed to have been caused by an octagonal copper hammer. I wonder if it has anything to do with you?"

Zhang Yu looked towards the man and saw that the weapon he used was an octagonal copper hammer.

I thought to myself: The people of the Hengshan sect were beaten to death. I wonder if it was done by the Demon Cult or Songshan.

If it was the hands of the Demon Sect, then the Songshan Sect would fish in troubled waters and do things in the Wuyue Sect that would be even more false and real and would be difficult to prevent.

The leader suddenly laughed loudly after hearing what the old man said.

He said loudly: "We, the Sun Moon God Sect, and your Five Mountains Sword Sect have a huge feud from the beginning. If you kill me and I will kill you, is there anything strange about it?

That's right. I killed those Hengshan disciples, but I just can't stand you. What do you want?"

The old man grinned and said, "Very good, very good..."

The man was slightly startled. The old man took a step forward and quickly arrived in front of the man.

The leader was shocked and waved the octagonal copper hammer in his hand to make it impervious to wind and rain. However, after hearing a very thin "ding" sound, the old man retreated to his original position.

Zhang Yu was shocked. He didn't see clearly what happened just now.

Looking at the leader, he saw a strange expression and an octagonal copper hammer hanging softly on the ground.

The old man nodded and said: "Good work."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man's right arm suddenly shoot into the sky, and then landed on the grass a few feet away with an octagonal copper hammer.

The man's broken arm was so painful that there was no need to mention it.

But he just snorted, then sat on the ground and never said a word again. He was really a tough man.

Zhang Yu stared at the old man blankly for a long time before shouting: "Uncle Mo..."

The old man turned his head, smiled and nodded at Zhang Yu and said, "What's your name?"

"Disciple Zhang Yu."

Mr. Mo Da smiled and said: "Junior Brother Yue has taught a good disciple."

At this time, the leader of the demon sect finally came to his senses and said to Mo Da: "Three Changes of Hengshan Cloud and Mist Style. It turns out that you are Hengshan Mo Da. It is not unfair for me to fall into your hands..."

Just as Mr. Mo Da was about to speak, the leader suddenly shouted loudly, "Commander Xiang You, have I ever been disrespectful to you in the slightest? Are you going to let members of my divine sect be bullied by the Five Mountains Sect?"

"It turns out that the old man in white is really Xiang Wentian!"

Zhang Yu turned around and saw that the man finally withdrew his gaze from a very far distance.

He glanced at the leader lightly and said, "If you kill his disciple, it doesn't matter if he cuts off your arm?"

The leader smiled miserably and heard Xiang Wentian say again: "You guys, just want to come here and catch me? It's okay to let him break your arm. If you try to fight me, I'm afraid you won't have such good luck.

Mo Da suddenly smiled.

The man leaned on his subordinates, his voice weak.

Gradually, he said with a bit of pleading: "I have misunderstood, Xiangyou Envoy. Half a month ago, the leader of the Eastern Cult had ordered the followers to announce to all directions that you, Xiangyou Envoy, would be promoted to the Left Envoy of the Divine Religion.

Today, the envoy to the right will come back with me, and tomorrow you will be the envoy to the left who can teach me one person and surpass ten thousand people."

Xiang Wentian smiled coldly and said: "I don't care about the leftist envoy, so I'd better leave it to Yang Lianting!"

After saying that, Mo Da stared at him intently and snorted: "What? Mr. Mo Da wants to fight with me?"

Mr. Mo Da said: "Once my junior brother went to Jiangxi for business and was killed. There was a square stab wound on the body. Xiang Wentian, were you the one who killed my junior brother?"

Xiang Wentian looked up to the sky and laughed loudly and said: "I have been upright and upright in my life. That's right, your junior brother's knife wound was naturally caused by my unique swordsmanship, Muye Sifang."

Zhang Yu was shocked. He didn't expect that Xiang Wentian and Mo Da still had such a level of hatred. That would be a troublesome day.

Zhang Yu looked at the three demon sect members who had not yet taken action, as well as the ax and hammer wielder who had finished adjusting his breath.

With these four people together, I was really in danger, and Mo Da might not be able to defeat Xiang Wentian.

Zhang Yu thought in his mind: "It seems that I have to try a trick."

Mr. Mo Da snorted coldly and said, "Please show off your weapons."

Xiang Wentian drank the wine in his glass, then looked at Mr. Mo Da coldly, but still sat in his seat without moving.

Mo Da took a step forward and walked into the pavilion. He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head as if he was not the one who had just been so angry. The two stood in silence, neither of them making the first move.

But the leader's expression changed and he said to the people around him: "You guys are not up to it."

Several people looked at each other, picked up their weapons and rushed towards the pavilion.
Chapter completed!