It lasted for three days!
The world of martial artists fought, and blood rained down.
On the official road, in the forest, and by the river, there was a kind of aura called 'killing intent' everywhere! Usually, when one or a few players rushed past a small path, they would attract a dense rain of arrows or all sorts of arrows that fell from the sky. All sorts of corpses were strewn on the ground, and the quiet and peaceful remote path was dyed red until it looked like hell.
As time passed, the trend of stealing tributes in World of Martial Arts did not show any signs of dying down. Instead, since the emperor's birthday drew near, all the players searched for tributes in an even more frenzied manner!
The people with tributes on them became very eye-catching due to the bounty placed on their heads by the government. Every once in a while, their location would be announced by the government, and they were basically a moving time bomb. Every few days, they would attract groups of people who would chase them away because of their own interests.
The tributes were constantly changing owners!
Even powerful Blessed Realm players did not have complete confidence that they could gain a firm foothold in this mess. They might be able to deal with one or a few Gate Realm players with ease, but once there were many of them, they would not be able to withstand the repeated draining of their strength. No matter how powerful they were, they would end up with a broken soul.
But the sect master of the strongest sect in Xuzhou, which was hundreds of miles away, did something shocking!
He ordered his thirty leaders and chiefs, who were all in Blessed Realm, to bring hundreds of Mountain Range Sect disciples who were in Gate Realm. Under the gazes of even more players who came to steal tributes, they brought a large number of tributes into a nearby village that used to belong to mountain bandits.
"Damn it."
"So many."
When the onlookers saw that there were at least ten carriages with tributes in Mountain Range Sect's caravan and how their weapons flashed, the onlookers were filled with envy and jealousy.
Once Mountain Range Sect gained complete control of so many tributes, the rare treasures and amazing martial arts inside would all be priceless treasures once the emperor's birthday was over!
"Tsk tsk …"
It was not that no one in the crowd was tempted.
But …
In the world of martial artists, there was no knowing what was in a person's heart.
All the players in the area had come because of their own interests. Who would dare to be the first to lead the pack? In front of nearly thirty Blessed Realm martial artists from Mountain Range Sect and hundreds of Gate Realm players?
They could only watch as the people from Mountain Range Sect entered the village and closed the gate. Most of the players stayed where they were for a while before they left dejectedly.
If they wanted to attack a village guarded by so many powerful players, they would have to gather enough people! Or they possessed astonishing strength!
None of the players present had the ability to do so.
"Big brother!" "Sectmaster!"
"Brothers! How is my aura today? Those heroes who came from all over the world were all shocked by the scene of our Mountain Range Sect. They didn't dare to act rashly even when they saw our escort carriage … Hahahaha … Awesome! "
The two of them strode into the stronghold's Loyalty Gathering Hall. Their boisterous voices rang out, and they blended into the group of Blessed Realm elites who were originally gathered in the hall. Their faces were flushed red, and they were incredibly excited.
"Sect Master is wise! If the sect master hadn't decided to merge Xuanyuan Faction and Cold Wind Valley at the last minute and gathered thirty Blessed Realm elites from the three sects, there's no way that so many tributes would have fallen into our hands so easily. "
"Yes! That's right! Yes! "
"Come! Everyone, a toast to the Sect Master! "
Everyone raised their glasses towards the hall.
In the hall, the middle-aged man seated at the head of the table rose to his feet with a smile. He was dressed in a scholar's robe, and he appeared to be very elegant and graceful. "The reason why the Mountain Range Sect is able to achieve its current glory and grandeur is all due to the support and support of all of you. I am untalented, and I would like to offer a gift to all of you …"
"F * ck!"
In the hall, the crisp sound of glasses clinking could be heard.
Just as the disciples of the Mountain Range Sect were celebrating their gains and achievements during this period of time, a commotion suddenly came from outside.
"Who is it?" "You have a death wish! How dare you barge into our Mountain Range Sect's territory! "
"Stop right there! That's … ah … "
The shouts from the Mountain Range Sect disciples were accompanied by short grunts and the sound of someone falling to the ground. It quickly attracted the attention of the Branch Masters and Incense Masters in the Honor Gathering Hall. They stopped drinking and frowned before they turned around to look.
"What happened?"
Heartless, the sect master of Mountain Range Sect, focused his gaze.
"Hall Master Feng! Let's go take a look. "
"Yes!"
The man who came in last was none other than the Hall Master of the Mountain Range Sect's Battle Will Hall, Zhu Feng. After he agreed to it, he put down his wine cup without any hesitation and turned around to walk out of the main hall.
The few disciples guarding the entrance of Ju Yi Hall followed closely behind.
"Let's continue."
Heartless Man looked away and lifted his wine cup high. Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a cold shout that came from outside.
"Deer Swordsman!"
"Come out and die!"
The people in the hall cast their gazes on a man who had stopped what he was doing with his hands.
That person's face was filled with puzzlement and bafflement. He scowled and finally put down his wine cup.
At that moment …
Heartless Man finally realized that the newcomer had come with ill intentions. He puffed up his sleeves, and his expression darkened.
"Let's go! We'll go out and take a look. "
"Who has the guts to make a ruckus in front of Mountain Range Sect?!" The others had their spirits dampened. They followed behind Heartless Man in an aggressive manner and walked out of Ju Yi Hall in a mighty wave.
When they walked out …
The group's pupils shrank!
…..
Outside the hall was a man in a gray short-sleeved shirt. He held a shortsword in his hands and stood in front of a dozen Gate Realm disciples. The man's gaze was cold, and while he walked forward slowly, his gaze moved past the Gate Realm disciples. His gaze moved slowly through the group of people who had surged out of the hall.
What caused the people from Mountain Range Sect to be in disbelief was that the dozen or so disciples on their side were clearly at a disadvantage. When the man took a step forward, they took a step back. They did not dare to stop him.
If he had just seen this, the faction master of Mountain Range Sect would have definitely chased all the disciples under him away without another word. But what shocked him was that there were dozens of corpses strewn all over the place from the long corridor behind the man all the way to the entrance of the stronghold. It was a terrifying sight.
Even Hall Master Candle Wind, who had left less than a moment ago, was lying lifelessly on the stairs in the long corridor. Hall Master Candle Wind, who had become famous for killing a few groups of people alone and forcefully taking down three darts, now had lifeless eyes. He stared at the blue sky and white clouds above his head, and the fear and disbelief on his face had already frozen.
"Hiss …"
When they saw this, the group instantly sucked in sharp breaths.
"All of you, retreat!"
Heartless Man stopped on the stairs. Once he ordered his disciples to retreat, he shouted in a low voice, "Who are you?!"
As if he had sensed Heartless Man's status and reputation in Mountain Range Sect, the young man with the cold expression finally stopped. "Debt collector." But his gaze did not linger on his face for long.
He asked coldly, "Where is Deer Swordsman? Call him out. "
His tone might have been indifferent, but there was a hint of an order in his cold voice that could not be disobeyed.
"Who are you?! I don't think I've seen you before. "
Deer Swordsman observed the crowd for a long time. Once he was certain that he did not know the person, he took the initiative to step forward.
The cold man narrowed his eyes.
"That's why you're still alive." The chill in his voice became even stronger!
When Heartless Man saw the man move again, his expression darkened.
"Wait!"
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