“Sword Saint, Fighter, you guys didn’t turn out to be dead, did you?”
“We thought that you guys had been killed by that Chen Jiuzhou?”
When they saw the Sword Saint and the others, the martial artists present at the parade were first shocked.
Then, there was a look of joy in their eyes.
“Sword Saints, you are still alive, that’s really great.”
“We were worried that there was no one to lead us and rebel against the brutal rule of Chen Kyushu.”
“Now that you have returned, we all listen to you.”
“We are united to overthrow Chen Kyushu and stop his plans for Dragon Gate!”
The crowd offered their advice, excitedly asking the Sword Saint and the Fist King to lead them and confront Chen Kyushu.
However, in the face of their words, the Sword Saint responded to them with only the cold longsword in his hand!
Stab!
Without any words, the Sword Saint waved his sword and slashed violently!
The vertical sword light slashed down with fury.
That strand of sword qi immediately brought out a crimson and harsh line of blood here!
More than ten dancers were killed on the spot!
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.
One by one, filled with trembling, they looked at the former Martial God Hall Master, the Yanxia Pillar State who once loved the people like a son.
“Sword Saint, you… What are you?”
The crowd all looked at the Sword Saint in front of them in shock and anger.
For a moment, they only felt that the present-day Sword Saint was that strange.
“Hall Master Chen, are you also the ones who can offend?”
“The sword just now was just a lesson.”
“We have been ordered by Hall Master Chen to come and suppress the rebellion.”
“I advise you all, disband on the spot and disperse immediately, while those on the list obediently head to the Dragon Gate for the adventure!”
“Otherwise, don’t blame me for forcibly suppressing them!”
The Sword Saint’s words were icy cold, and within those morose words, there was endless majesty and majestic killing intent.
These words of the Sword Saint undoubtedly shook everyone present.
They looked at the Sword Saint in disbelief.
Who could believe that these words were actually coming out of the Sword Saint’s mouth.
“Fist King, what’s wrong with the Sword Saint?”
“Could it be that you have all given in to that Chen Jiuzhou?”
The crowd asked the Fist Emperor behind them in disbelief.
The Fist Emperor’s face was equally cold, “Hall Master Chen is the Lord of the Martial Dao of Yanxia Kyushu, and all those who are of Yanxia should submit.”
“If you resist, die!”
Boom!
The Fist Emperor’s majestic voice had the sound of muffled thunder exploding.
At this point, the hopes of the crowd, which had just been raised, were all extinguished as if they had been poured down by a pot of cold water.
“You… Why have you all become like this?”
“Have you forgotten who seriously injured the War God.”
“And who, again, forced you all to enter the Dragon Gate?”
“Now, how come all of you have become Chen Kyushu’s dogs?”
Amongst the crowd, someone roared in resignation.
They couldn’t accept that the once pillar state of Yanxia, the Sealed Patriarch who had sheltered them from the rain, had now become a butcher’s knife in the hands of an executioner and had begun to slaughter his people.
But how could the Sword Saint and the Fist King pay any heed to their words.
There was an awe-inspiring murderousness in their icy gazes.
Seeing that these people still did not disperse, the Sword Saint’s last patience was undoubtedly gone.
With an order, he led the sealed powerhouses behind him, rushing into the crowd, and then began, a bloody massacre!
As soon as the Sword Saint’s sword, swung towards his compatriots, the martial artists of Yanxia realised that the Sword Saint and the others, had all changed.
Ah~
A harsh, miserable scream resounded through the top of the clouds.
Crimson blood burns across the land of Yanshan.
After this massacre, there was no one in the land of Yanxia who dared to stand up and oppose Chen Jiuzhou.
At the same time, the Sword Saints led their powerful men to follow the Dragon Sect’s training list and went to all parts of Yanxia to arrest people.
If they didn’t resist, all those who resisted were broken, brought back to Yanshan and finally thrown into the Dragon Sect like pigs and dogs.
At this point, the entire Yanxia martial arts scene was completely controlled by Chen Kyushu!
Everyone lived in fear of being dominated by Chen Kyushu.
No one knew if the next person to be killed and thrown into the Dragon Gate would be himself!
It was in the midst of this unknown fear that the Dragon Gate project continued.
Batch 5, Batch 6 ….
More and more martial artists are being sent to Dragon Gate.
At the very beginning, they would also be screened, and those who could participate in the Dragon Gate training were all elite geniuses.
In the later days, even martial artists who were new to the martial dao were caught up and sent to the Dragon Sect.
They no longer asked for advice, but all those who were selected were taken away by force.
More and more people died, and more and more never returned.
It was a similar scene in almost all martial arts circles around the world, not only in Yanxia.
When walking in darkness, one always longs for light.
When living in fear, one pines for heroes.
Yes, it was at such dim and desperate times that those lingering human martial artists began to pine for Chu Tianfan again.
As the saying goes, “But if the Dragon City is inhabited by a flying general, it will not be possible to teach the Hu horse to cross the Yin Mountain!
If only, Ye Fan was still around.
If only Chu Tianfan hadn’t died.
Back then, he was able to bring down the Chu Sect with his own strength.
Then, he must have had a way to do the same, against Chen Kyushu and against the Dragon Sect, right?
After all these years, he always had a way, didn’t he?
Just like back then, when he faced the Chu Sect’s worldwide wanted, he survived.
Faced with the Martial God Temple’s failure to save him from death, he still managed to cope.
This time, faced with the danger of the Dragon Sect, Ye Fan and his Dragon God Temple would surely have a way to deal with it as well.
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Jiangdong, some frontier town.
Li Er lives here in seclusion, fishing and walking his dog every day, ignoring the mundane world.
But even so, someone still found him.
“Mr. Li, the country is now at a critical juncture. Please, Mr. Li, inherit Mr. Chu’s legacy and save my Yanxia martial path!”
….
“Yes, Mr. Li. You can’t continue to hide like this.”
“If we continue like this, our Yanxia Martial Arts will be completely finished!”
….
By the river, several old men in suits, with faces full of anxiety and begging, hoped that Li Er would step in.
Li Er looked indifferent, his back turned to them, the fishing rod in his hand stretched out on the river, his gaze always resting on his fish drift.
“I, Li Er, am but a commoner.”
“It was a fluke, to save his life and live on.”
“And you, all of you, are majestic martial arts powerhouses, yet you have travelled thousands of miles to beg me, a commoner with no hands, don’t you think it’s ridiculous?”
“You are all helpless, so how can I, a mere mortal, save the world?”
“Gentlemen, please return.”
Li Er did not want to talk to them any more and directly advised them to return.
“Mr. Li, we know that you do not know martial arts. But you have been with Wushuang Seal for so many years after all. I just don’t believe that Wushuang Seal didn’t leave you some cards before he died?”
“Yes, Mr. Li, remember well, did Mr. Chu Tianfan Chu have any legacy before he died?”
“Mr. Chu was so highly accomplished and unmatched in his lifetime, and was even the hero of my country’s defence in Yanxia!”
“Even in the end, in the face of the four divine list giants chasing after him, he was still able to escape safely, so it can be seen what a godly man Mr. Chu was!”
“Such a god-like figure must have left behind quite a few treasures or reserve cards capable of controlling and killing the enemy.”
“At such a critical time, Mr. Li should not hide it, take it out and deal with Chen Jiuzhou, not only will it save our Yanxia Martial Dao, it will also avenge Mr. Chu!”
….
“That’s right.”
“So Mr. Li is willing to take it out at this time, we, the Tiannan Martial Way, will never forget Mr. Li’s great kindness!”
“We, the Western Frontier Martial Dao, will also always remember Mr. Li Er’s kindness!”
….
“And our Northeast Martial Way!”
…
The representatives of the martial dao of the major provinces present spoke anxiously, asking Li Er to bring out the legacy or the bottom card that Ye Fan had left behind to save the martial dao of Yanxia.
However, in the face of what the crowd said, Li Er suddenly laughed.
“The Peerless Seal?”
“Glorious Seal of Merit?”
“Hero of Defence?”
“That’s a nice way of putting it.”
“Only, poor my Mr. Chu, but he can’t hear or see it anymore.”
“If only Mr. Chu were still alive, so that he could see you people, with your hypocritical, selfish and ugly faces.”
Li Er shook his head and laughed, his eyes full of coldness.