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"Thanks to the great dragon's favor, this old Taoist is willing to offer my humble service."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room fell silent.
Even the drunken monk's breath caught in his throat.
The expressions on everyone's faces gradually diverged into two categories.
One type of guest, purely there to watch the spectacle, secretly rejoiced.
They were only there to offer birthday greetings and had no ill intentions towards Wudang.
Even though Li Bai's bloody declaration was chilling.
But there's nothing to worry about.
There was even a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
The Azure Dragon Society's intimidating power in their minds was thus further amplified.
The more cautious ones had already made their plans in mind:
When you return, be sure to warn your disciples never to offend the Azure Dragon Society!
Another is the fear felt by the person involved.
Regardless of how terrifying the Azure Dragon Society's reputation is in the martial arts world today.
Li Bai alone was enough to intimidate everyone.
To survive and thrive in the world of martial arts for many years without falling from grace.
Their martial arts skills may vary.
But their eyesight is absolutely sharp!
Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive today.
The scene of the Drunken Monk being humiliated to his face but swallowing his anger was still vivid in his mind.
The balance of power is self-evident.
After hearing the conversation between Li Bai and Zhang Sanfeng.
How could they not be terrified?
Those with slightly weaker willpower.
His face was ashen, and his legs were trembling.
His body trembled violently, and his eyes were filled with terror!
Even someone as powerful as Abbot Kongwen and the leaders of various sects.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his heart was pounding.
Now let's look at the drunken monk.
Although he remained relatively calm.
But his serious gaze and tense body betrayed him—
He was also caught in a dilemma at this moment.
If we back down and do not respond.
How will Shaolin establish itself in the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty?
Or they might even become a laughingstock in the martial arts world of Kyushu!
This was definitely not the outcome he wanted.
Just as he frowned and considered his words.
Murong Longcheng, however, could not contain himself.
Compared to the eccentric swordsman of Tianchi who was recruited by Shaolin Temple and Master Xuancheng, who was of the same ilk...
His cooperation with Shaolin was only temporary.
To put it bluntly, it's all about mutual exploitation!
The situation has changed drastically, and even our lives may be in danger, which has exceeded the original agreement to assist Shaolin.
Murong Longcheng was considering retreating. The Great Yan Dynasty had not yet been restored, so why would he want to lose his life here?
Upon realizing this, he turned and fled Wudang without even saying goodbye.
However, Li Taibai was prepared and used his Celestial Realm cultivation to seal off the entire Wudang Mountain. Murong Longcheng's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with horror.
"Still trying to escape?" Li Bai sneered.
Although there is only one realm difference between the Celestial Realm and the Land Immortal, their strengths are worlds apart. The Celestial Realm can draw upon the power of heaven and earth, while no matter how strong a Land Immortal is, they will ultimately be unable to withstand the might of heaven and earth.
"Where is the Azure Dragon Assassin?" Li Taibai gave the order.
A whooshing sound suddenly arose, and countless masked figures appeared, wielding cold blades and exuding murderous intent. Their terrifying aura sent chills down the spines of everyone present, who secretly rejoiced that they had not confronted Wudang.
I'm afraid we won't see the sunrise tomorrow!
In stark contrast to them.
Abbot Kongwen and the others stared at the group of Qinglong Society assassins who had suddenly appeared, feeling a sense of unease, and cold sweat instantly soaked their cheeks.
Some sect leaders, unable to withstand the pressure, no longer cared about maintaining the dignity of their prestigious sects and began to shout loudly—
"Stop your insolence! How dare the Azure Dragon Society behave like this!"
"We are from the righteous path of the martial arts world, a prestigious and orthodox sect!"
"If you disregard the code of the martial world, you will be making enemies of the entire righteous path!"
Even if we die, the heroes of the world will seek justice for us!
His desperate shouts were met with only deathly silence.
Chapter 18 Showdown
What chilled them to the bone was that, faced with such a feeble threat, Li Bai had no interest in listening further. He simply waved his hand impatiently and gave the order indifferently:
"Kill, leave no one behind."
Before he finished speaking, he ignored everyone and gracefully appeared in front of the four drunken monks.
With a swift movement of his right hand, he quietly grasped an ancient, chilling sword in his palm.
The sword tip turned slightly, its cold light flashing.
Li Bai chuckled softly, his gaze sweeping over the four of them indifferently, and leisurely recited:
"I have a three-foot box, with white stone concealing a green blade. It has been hidden for thirty years, and I dare not open it lightly."
"No one understands the dance, the autumn mountains lock the dragon. I often lift it up to look at the green water and the lotus."
"Domestic chickens need not be slaughtered, for the slaying of dragons may come. I long for Zhang Zhuangwu, and praise Guo Daigong."
"Singing aloud and stroking the box, I lie down, wanting to weep for the old man Gan Jiang. Fortunately, his glory has been preserved, and he will forever fly among the stars in the Milky Way."
"Today I present this to you, please test its edge!"
In an instant, the entire audience was stunned!
Whether they were bystanders who had retreated to watch the battle or the four drunken monks who faced Li Bai head-on, they were all dumbfounded and their faces were filled with shock.
The tense atmosphere suddenly froze, and the surroundings fell silent.
A moment later, a series of gasps rang out.
Everyone stared at Li Taibai in shock, their hearts filled with turbulent emotions!
That undisguised look of shock on his face.
It clearly shows the horrified expressions of everyone who witnessed Li Bai's move!
"This...this is impossible!"
"What school or sect of martial arts is this? I've traveled the martial world for decades and have never seen it before!"
Looking at Li Bai, who was dressed in white like snow, with a sword three feet long and black hair flying like a banished immortal.
The drunken monk's resolve had already wavered.
The keen intuition of a top expert is sending out frantic warnings—
If you were to fight this person.
The probability of me dying in Wudang is as high as 99%!
This thought alone threw him into complete disarray.
Moreover, this is a martial arts style that has never been heard of before.
From our very first encounter, I felt he was unfathomable!
The people around him also had ashen faces.
Murong Longcheng no longer dared to harbor any thoughts of escape.
Tianchi Eccentric and Xuancheng both secretly roused themselves.
His eyes were full of wariness.
They feared that they might suffer a fatal blow at any moment.
Just as the four masters were on high alert.
Abbot Kongwen and the others found themselves in dire straits.
Although he had many disciples.
But under the slaughter of the Azure Dragon Society assassins.
Like a lamb encountering a tiger or wolf.
Amidst the flashing swords and the clash of blades, flesh and blood flew everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, cries of agony filled the land.
The once pristine training ground has been turned into a pool of blood.
Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly.
It quickly returned to normal.
It's better for someone else to die than for a Wudang disciple to die.
Moreover, the grudges and feuds in the martial arts world have their own causes and effects.
If this group hadn't started the trouble first...
Why would the Azure Dragon Society go to such lengths?
"Does Master Zhang know what kind of martial arts that person was using?"
"How could reciting just a few lines of poetry generate such earth-shattering power?"
He Zudao leaned closer and whispered in his ear.
His gaze remained fixed on the figure in white.
"Even this old Taoist priest has never seen it before."
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard.
After a moment's thought, he added:
"But I've heard that the one at Xiaoshengxianzhuang in the Great Qin Dynasty seems to possess similar methods."
"However, I have not personally witnessed the specific circumstances."
"Thinking about it, there might be some similarities between the two."
He Zudao nodded slightly after hearing this.
The doubts in my heart did not dissipate, but instead grew stronger.
Just as the two were talking—