The strongest system is in the city

The Enshrinement Pavilion is specially set up for some elders who are tired of fighting for power.

Walking into the enshrinement pavilion is tantamount to giving up all rights in the hidden sword gate, and waiting for death in peace.

"Brothers, kill the dog emperor, fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty! Kill!"

"Kill kill kill!"

In the family compound of the Xian family, Young Xian took the lead and led a group of members of the Heaven and Earth Association towards the masters who surrounded the emperor who swore to defend him to the death.

The ground of the Xian family's compound had long been stained with bright red blood, and with the trampling of members of the Heaven and Earth Society, red blood splashed one after another.

At the gate of the compound, the corpses of members of the imperial guards and the Tiandihui were strewn about, like a purgatory on earth.

"Young Xian, do you know what you are going to do again? You dare to assassinate the Lord Long Live, how dare you?"

Under the protection of the masters, the magistrate looked at the young pioneer who was bathed in blood and led the crowd to rush forward, and said in horror.

A small running errand in his government office turned into a villain boss, leading a group of masters to assassinate his top boss.

Is this world going to be so crazy? A small fifth-rank official like him can't stand such a big scene.

"***, it's all your fault that you brought some goddamn bullshit to spoil the good things of my Tiandihui. I'll beckon you after I behead the emperor's old man's dog's head."

When the young master heard what the magistrate said, he said angrily.

"You should be the long-disappeared Lord Wei Xiang from the Tiandihui, right?

Everyone in the world thought you were dead 30 years ago, but I didn't expect you to arrange such a big show for me here.

Master Wei Xiang really lived up to his reputation. "

Compared to the prefect's panic, anxiety.At this time, Long Live Lord was as calm as an outsider.

He pushed aside a senior expert who was blocking his line of sight, looked at the young master and asked.

"That's right, I personally arranged for you to meet Wanxi 18 years ago and everything that followed.

It's a pity that I can't match your ruthlessness with all my calculations. You left Wanqian and left alone 18 years ago, and you took your life.

18 years later, let me see how you can break the inevitable situation today. "

Shaoxian reached out and grabbed his mask and pulled it slowly, only to see that his original face was pulled off by him and held in his hand.

It showed the appearance of a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but there was a scar on his face from his forehead down to the corner of his mouth, which looked very intrusive.

"It's you, Wei Wanwan. How is it possible? You were clearly killed by my father 30 years ago."

As Shaoxian (no, he should be called Wei Wanwan now) reveals his true face, a middle-aged man among the masters approached Dao.

"Hehe, since your father Zheng Ni died, your Zheng family has not fallen to this point? Even you, a cripple, have to come out to support the family?"

Wei Wan looked at the middle-aged man with disdain.

"you you……"

The middle-aged man was speechless, he had been crippled since birth.

Since he was a child, he was often ridiculed because of this incident. Later, he worked hard to practice martial arts, and finally won the appreciation of the current emperor and became a master of attack.

But the scene of being ridiculed in the past was the pain in his heart after all, and now his opponent said it face to face, let alone how uncomfortable he felt.

"Zheng Buxing, don't be fooled by him."

Zheng Buxing's (middle-aged) companion hurriedly yelled when he saw that his little friend had been driven out of his mind by the other party.

"Haha, I'm so ridiculous, brothers, give it to me, don't leave a single one behind."

Wei Wanwan laughed loudly, and rushed forward with his knife in hand, scuffling with the masters.

"Zhang Qiqiang, let's hold them back, take a few people to protect the Long Live Lord and go to the barracks!"

As the people on both sides fought together and kept guarding the emperor, a Toutuo who was motionless took out a fine steel Zen staff.

Said to a young man beside him.

"My lord, my father was tortured to death by these people, please let me kill the enemy with you."

Zhang Qiqiang's eyes were red, and he also pulled out the sword from his waist.

"This is a military order! Hurry up and take Long live Lord away, as long as you reach the barracks safely, you will be safe."

Unmoved, Toutuo turned the Zen stick in his hand like a stick and charged into the battle.

"Are you the son of General Zhang?"

Seeing Zhang Qiqiang who was at a loss standing there, Lord Long Live stepped forward and asked.

"Report to Lord Long Live, yes. Lord Long Live, let's go to the barracks quickly."

Zhang Qiqiang was awakened by the sound of the Long Live Lord, and pulled up the Long Live Lord's dragon robe and said anxiously.

"We can't go anymore, look at the back door."

Lord Long Live shook his head and smiled lightly, not angry at Zhang Qiqiang for grabbing him, and pointed in the direction of the back door.

"There are so many people guarding over there, so what should we do now, Lord Long Live?"

Zhang Qiqiang asked in a tearful voice, he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would not be able to complete the task assigned to him by that Toutuo just now.

Can't protect Long Live Lord to return to the barracks safely.

"What else can I do, of course it's murder."

Lord Long Live took out a small dagger from his arms, and murmured as he looked at the masters on the battlefield who had been completely suppressed by the numerous members of the Heaven and Earth Association.

When he left the palace this time, he was anxious to see Ge Ge who he had left behind among the people, so he didn't bring many people over.

Now to assassinate Wei Wanwan and others who have been planning for a long time, the big insiders he brought over will not be enough immediately.

"Yan Nanfei of the Hidden Sword Gate came late to rescue him, and I hope Long Live God will forgive me."

At this moment, Yan Nanfei led the crowd into the Xian family compound.

Everyone in Tibetan Sword came here this time with the intention of currying favor with this Ninth Five-Year Lord who is in charge of the power of the world, so as to obtain a place of obedience.

So everyone didn't dare to hide the slightest bit of clumsiness, and fired with full firepower as soon as they came up, rushing to the battle between the members of the Tiandihui and the masters of the Ouchi, and seeing the people of the Tiandihui, they became angry.

All of a sudden, the members of the Tiandihui were attacked from both sides, and lost more than ten players in just a few rounds.

"Yan Nanfei, what the hell are you doing?"

Wei Wanwan was so furious that he swung the sword in his hand and slashed Yan Nanfei's weapon into the air, then roared angrily.

For this assassination, their Tiandihui has been planning for 18 years.

In 18 years, not only did he pay Wei Wanwan's beloved junior sister to seduce the dog emperor.

He also disregarded ethics and defiled his nephew Shaoru to death.

Now that it was finally over, and the Emperor Dog was about to be killed, Yan Nanfei, the young master of the Tibetan Sword Sect, who was also in the Jianghu organization with them, suddenly rushed in with his crowd.

He couldn't help but start killing those who grabbed him. Now he has the heart to tear Yan Nanfei's body into thousands of pieces.

"What are you doing? Wei Wanwan, you assassinated the current Holy Majesty for your own selfishness. I want to ask you today, what are you going to do?"

Yan Nanfei swung his numb tiger's mouth and shouted at Wei Wanwan.

Thanks to Su Qingyun's reminder today, he gathered everyone in advance.Otherwise, once Wei Wanwan succeeds in the assassination.

Under the wrath of the Qing court, the entire rivers and lakes will be devastated, and Zangjianmen, second only to Tiandihui, must bear the brunt.

At that time, the Qing court led the army to go, how could they resist it with the forces of the rivers and lakes?

In the face of the absolute number of people, the so-called kung fu is nothing.

As far as their Hidden Sword Sect is full of fights, it is only a few thousand people's fighting power.