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The entire square felt as if a cold wind had blown through it, and all the martial artists were shivering as they looked at Zhao Yuanlang who was ready to fight.

"What exactly do you want to do, sir?" Abbot Wu Yin asked angrily.

"Nothing, I just want you to acknowledge me as the leader of the martial arts world. I will supervise you. If you dare to do anything bad in the future, I will punish you. The underworld is waiting for you. This is the graveyard of evil spirits!"

The righteous people were all furious, but Tang Fei and his son, as well as Shang Heming and his son, exchanged glances, and immediately led their followers to rush out and kneel in front of Zhao Yuanlang.

"We are here to see the leader of the martial arts world!"

Shameless! Many martial artists looked angrily at the treacherous Tang Sect and Bagua Sect.

Once there is a first, there will be a second. Immediately afterwards, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, Qingxiazi, was pierced through the chest by a sword from his junior fellow disciple, Ziyangzi. Then Ziyangzi shouted, "We, the Qingcheng Sect, are here to see the leader of the martial arts world!"

Zhao Yuanlang narrowed his eyes and looked at the frightened Zi Yangzi, then waved his hand to pull him over. He exerted force in his hand, and Zi Yangzi struggled weakly for a few times, and his neck was broken by Zhao Yuanlang.

"You may not have understood. I said that I would supervise you. How dare you do such a thing under my nose? Qingcheng Sect, choose another leader!" Zhao Yuanlang threw Zi Yangzi's body on the ground.

The remaining Qingcheng Sect elders looked at each other helplessly and dropped their weapons one after another: "We, the Qingcheng Sect, would like to meet the Wulin Alliance Leader."

Ren Haoran of Zhujian Villa also sighed; "Zhujian Villa greets the leader of the martial arts world."

Seeing that many sects had already done this, other martial artists also shouted, "Meet the Wulin Alliance Leader."

In the end, only the Beggars' Sect, Shaolin, Wudang, Huashan and Xiaoyao sects remained indifferent.

Gu Yuexuan frowned, "I won't comment on your behavior, but I don't think your subordinates, especially the Dragon King faction, can be called qualified leaders of the martial arts world. Look at your subordinates, every one of them is covered in blood, and every one of them is a demon Megatron!"

This was a bit embarrassing. Zhao Yuanlang was saying "MMP" in his heart but he didn't know how to say it. Fortunately, Zhao Yuanlang was wearing a mask, otherwise everyone would have seen his embarrassing side.

Fortunately, there was a rumbling sound of artillery fire from the bottom of the mountain, and one shell even hit the platform in front of the hall. Many righteous martial artists were beaten to pieces by the shell.

"Report! The imperial army is attacking the mountain!"

A small minion ran in quickly, causing a commotion among many people.

The king narrowed his eyes and looked at his soldiers, frowned and said: "Go and investigate it!"

Are they here as expected? Zhao Yuanlang narrowed his eyes and leaped to the top of the mountain gate, looking at the large dark group of people at the foot of the mountain.

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"Your Majesty, please retreat. I will leave everything to you, my old servant!" The old general with a slightly graying beard said respectfully to the emperor who had a wicked smile on his face.

"Hmph! Kill all the traitors!" As the emperor's sight was drawn to a female knight who was surrounded by a group of soldiers, her clothes on her thigh were accidentally torn by a soldier, and her tight and smooth legs attracted the emperor tightly.

The emperor then said with a wicked smile: "Capture such a girl alive for me. Jiang Qing, I leave this matter to you. Lord Xuanli, let's go back!"

"As ordered!"

Watching the emperor's receding figure, the old general couldn't help but sigh and wanted to say something, but he turned his head helplessly and looked towards the front line.

Jiang Qing nodded to the generals behind him with a wicked smile, and they rushed out. Soon they knocked the female knight to the ground, tied her up like a dumpling, and ran towards the emperor's tent.

As the veteran general waved his flag, the soldiers on the front began to retreat, and a new round of soldiers began to fill in. The last horn sounded, and countless cannons roared.

......

Zhao Yuanlang squinted his eyes and looked at the shells flying in the sky. The people in the square had already scattered to find places to hide. Except for those few masters, no one could ignore the power of this firearm. Zhao Yuanlang exerted force with both hands, and his entire robe inexplicably swelled up like an inflated balloon.

A cannonball was getting closer and closer, and was about to hit Zhao Yuanlang. Suddenly, Zhao Yuanlang held Yue in his arms, caught the cannonball with a wild horse's mane, spun his whole body around, and threw the cannonball down the mountain with his other hand.

What is this operation? What is this operation? All the martial artists present were stunned. Although they were highly skilled in martial arts and could fly into the sky and hide from the ground, and did not take the government seriously, they were powerless in front of the imperial army. In particular, most martial artists were even more powerless in front of the firearms camp. To be honest, the current firearms were not advanced, but think about the overwhelming bullets and shells. How could ordinary people resist them?

With more bombings, the entire Tianlong Sect was in ruins, many martial artists fell in a pool of blood, and the subordinates of the King of Heaven at the foot of the mountain were all killed or wounded and began to retreat to the mountain.

"Amitabha, I don't believe that the imperial court would do such a thing to us. It must be you who caused the trouble! We Shaolin will not get involved. Let's go!" Abbot Wuyin chanted the Buddha's name and led his monks down the mountain.

Zhao Yuanlang stood on the mountain gate, watching the group of Shaolin monks walking down the mountain. The officers and soldiers along the way did not attack them. He couldn't help but smile in his heart. When you reach the foot of the mountain, you will know what the court will do to you.

Zhuo Renqing of Wudang narrowed his eyes and looked at Shaolin who was almost at the foot of the mountain. He gave an order and led his men down the mountain.

The Beggars' Sect and Huashan also followed Wudang down the mountain. Gu Yuexuan looked at Jing Ji and Dongfang Weiming with determined faces and sighed, but still stood there silently without moving.

What a good plan. This group of righteous martial arts sects knew that they could not defeat the underworld, and the imperial court had encircled and suppressed them. Dong Yue's wish to become the leader of the martial arts world was also interfered with by the imperial court. In the future, there will be no underworld and no Tianlong Sect. Why not do it? If not leave now, when?

Zhao Yuanlang landed lightly on the square, looked at the other sects who wanted to leave but didn't dare to, and sneered, "If you want to leave, I won't stop you. Please."

The other martial arts sects looked at what Zhao Yuanlang did and were unsure of what to do.

Tang Fei and Shang Heming were mumbling to each other. Finally, Shang Heming gritted his teeth and said, "This matter has nothing to do with us. Let's go too. Didn't you see that Master Wuyin and the others are almost at the foot of the mountain? As for the underworld, we don't know if there will be an underworld after today! Let's go!"

Tang Fei nodded cautiously and nodded to his son Tang Guannan, and the people from both factions hurriedly retreated down the mountain.

The rest of the Heavenly Swords, Absolute Swords, and Casting Swords also went down the mountain together.

Zhao Yuanlang shook his head and sighed.

The King of Heaven, the Dragon King, and the Sword Saint on the side also led their men to gradually gather together, looking at the army at the foot of the mountain with caution.

"Why is the Emperor sighing?" asked the King, stroking his white beard.

"I laughed at these people who went down the mountain, but as expected, the foot of the mountain was where they were buried! What a righteous martial arts person, but unfortunately their plan was wrong. Look at the sun, it has already tilted!" Zhao Yuanlang said, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sun that was gradually shifting in the sky.

"What does the Emperor mean by this?" Gu Yuexuan asked solemnly.

"What do you mean, Gu Yuexuan? Just watch and don't ask."