The Fire Heart Sect is located in the Eastern Mountains and is the closest sect to the Northern Territory. The strength of its sect leader is at the peak of the eighth-level martial arts sect.
In his early years, he joined the Assassination Society and guarded the mountains together with the other four sects in the Eastern Mountains.
Although the sect is not very powerful, because it has the assassination society as its backer, it is domineering in this area and no one controls it.
At this moment, in the hall of Huo Xin Sect, singing was lingering, laughter and laughter were everywhere, and many elders and deacons gathered here.
There are dozens of tables and chairs in the hall. On the nine steps, there is a big tiger skin chair. A big man wearing a mink coat is sitting on it, with two young people in thin shirts around him.
The woman is very proud.
This big man is none other than the leader of the Huo Xin Sect—Ma Zhonghuo, an eighth-level peak martial arts sect.
At this time, several singers in coquettish costumes in the hall danced with graceful bodies, releasing a charming smell that made everyone in the Fire Heart Sect addicted to it.
"Sect Master, Sect Master!" While everyone was celebrating, a disciple panicked and threw himself into the hall with sweat on his face.
The singer's voice stopped suddenly, and everyone's eyes fell on this disciple.
"You bastard! Don't you see that I am happy here?" Ma Zhonghuo frowned, widened his eyes, cursed, waved one hand, and directly waved a virtual slap, and slapped the disciple away.
"Oh! Master, I'm so scared!" After seeing this, the young woman next to Ma Zhonghuo crawled into his arms, pretending to be very pitiful.
"Hahaha, with my sect master here, what is there to be afraid of?" Ma Zhonghuo had a lustful expression on his face and slapped the woman on the buttocks.
Immediately, a crisp sound of slaps came from the hall.
Seeing this, everyone in the Fire Heart Sect laughed heartily and enjoyed themselves.
"Sect Master, Sect Master! There is an enemy attack!" At this moment, the disciple who was slapped by Ma Zhonghuo climbed back out of the hall and shouted vaguely.
"You bastard!" Ma Zhonghuo was furious. He slammed the handrail, flew down the stairs, and stepped on the soldier.
No one in the hall made a move to stop him, everyone thought this disciple was talking nonsense.
After all, there is an assassination sect behind the Fire Heart Sect. Who would dare to offend them?
More than ten years ago, there were more than thirty sects in the Eastern Mountains, and only five of them had defected to the Assassination Society.
At the same time, he also relied on the power of the Assassination Society to rise to prominence and wipe out all hostile sects in one fell swoop.
In the past ten years, no one has dared to attack the Fire Heart Sect, or even set foot in the Eastern Mountains.
This disciple was stepped on the ground by Ma Zhonghuo, spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at Ma Zhonghuo in fear, trembled, and pointed outside the hall.
Ma Zhonghuo was about to curse, but he looked in the direction pointed by his disciple, and saw thousands of corpses lying on the usually bustling streets, and four figures standing calmly on the street, looking at them
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"This..." Ma Zhonghuo was shocked, and immediately reacted, furious.
Ma Zhonghuo's eyes were like two fireballs, spitting out anger, and he yelled, "Who are you?"
The dozens of elders and deacons in the hall heard Ma Zhonghuo's roar, and then they reacted. They hurriedly left the table and ran outside the hall, just in time to see this scene.
And the four people on the street are none other than Yasuo.
"There are only four people?" An elder stepped forward and looked at Yasuo and the four in surprise.
Ever since Yasuo obtained the Purple Flame Demonic Sword and realized the sword intention of Master Sword, he kept his breath inwardly. As long as he didn't release it, no one in the Martial Emperor Realm would be able to detect his realm.
After Prince Nangong and Shangguan Xia Yan activated their strongest state, their auras were completely restrained and could not be felt at all.
The only one is the flower boy.
"Who are these four people?"
"Aren't you afraid of death? How dare you come to provoke our Fire Heart Sect."
A look of contempt appeared on everyone's faces, and they did not take Yasuo and the four of them seriously at all.
Only Ma Zhonghuo looked horrified and cursed an idiot in his heart.
Since they were able to break into the Fire Heart Sect openly and honestly, they should be able to kill thousands of disciples in such a short period of time. They must have a lot of background.
However, Ma Zhonghuo believed that there was an assassination group behind him, so he naturally did not have much fear and calmly led the people out of the hall and walked towards Yasuo and others.
"Sir, what do you mean? Come to my Fire Heart Sect and kill thousands of my disciples?" Ma Zhonghuo snorted coldly and cast his gaze on Yasuo.
At the same time, Ma Zhonghuo also had troubles in his heart.
A swordsman with a completely restrained aura.
A boy with a unicorn.
A strong man with terrifying flames.
There is still one……
Ma Zhonghuo glanced at the pretty boy and murmured, "A perverted dead demon?"
What kind of combination is this?
"Hey! What do our sect masters want to ask you?" An elder stood up, put his hands on his hips, and questioned Yasuo and others.
Yasuo and the other two were silent. As soon as the elder finished speaking, Prince Nangong's body suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Before anyone could react, they only felt a flash of blue light in front of their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, Prince Nangong had returned to the same place, and at the same time, he was still holding the elder's head in his hand.
"what?"
"what happened?"
"Third Elder!"
The elders and deacons of the Fire Heart Sect fell into chaos immediately, because the body of the third elder who had just spoken was separated at this moment, with lightning coming from his body and a crackling sound, which directly chopped his body into a coke.
Everyone in the Fire Heart Sect took a breath of air, looked at each other, and looked at Yasuo and the four others in horror.
Ma Zhonghuo swallowed a sip of saliva, knowing full well that Yasuo and the other four came with bad intentions. Prince Nangong struck with lightning speed. Even he, an eighth-level peak martial artist, did not see Prince Nangong clearly.
These four people made it clear that they were characters he could not afford to offend, and they were horrified. They didn't know when they had offended this deity.
"Your Excellency, I wonder where the Fire Heart Sect has offended you?" Ma Zhonghuo smiled bitterly, feeling a little at a loss. He secretly fiddled with his hands behind his back a few times, and then sent a message to another elder, "Inform the Assassination Society.
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As soon as Yasuo closed his eyes, the figure of Shangguan Xia Yan beside him swung forward, as if teleporting, and came to the elder who was about to inform him. A dragon claw full of flames grabbed the elder tightly.
shoulders.
"What exactly do you mean?" Ma Zhonghuo suppressed the anger in his heart and roared.
"Kill! Leave no one behind." Yasuo raised his right hand, waved it forward twice, and said calmly.