Under the Five Mountains, Zhike Pavilion.

The cold wind was bleak, and two disciples of Wuyue Mountain rubbed their hands and feet in the pavilion. One of them complained to their companions, "It's so unlucky. Today it was obviously Senior Brother Yang and the others who took the turn, why did it become us? I don't know if the top ten were selected on the mountain. It's cold and cold, who will go up the mountain?"

"Don't complain, who doesn't have any of us who serve as deacons in the sect? I don't know whose throne of the leader of the martial arts world will fall into this time."

"Nonsense, the throne of the leader must be the leader. I don't know what happened to this martial arts conference. None of the people on the Grandmasters' list came. All the younger generation came, and they couldn't be the leader's opponent."

"It's not clear that the head of the sect has been in this position for fifty years. He is already in his eighties this year. His blood and energy are declining. His strength is no longer as good as when he was in full swing. At most, he maintains first-class standards. Now many people are rumored that Monk Shankong is most likely to defeat the head of the sect and become the new martial arts leader."

"This monk Shankong is indeed very popular in the world, but who knows how powerful he is? Besides, our senior brother is not weak, and he has all the skills to get the true teachings of the leader, so it must be—"

"Shh, did you hear any strange noises?"

"Sound? No, huh? Wait, what do you think is that?"

On the ramp ahead, black flags suddenly appeared. The flags fluttered in the wind, with a huge word "Liu" embroidered on them.

"Cha......"

As a burst of rapid and strange sounds approached from afar, a group of soldiers lined up in neat square formations, wearing armor and holding guns and shields, were rushing towards this place.

The shield is like a wall, the spear is like a forest, and the smoke and dust are rolling!

The strange sounds the two heard were the sounds of the running footsteps of these soldiers and the metallic sounds of the armor leaves colliding on their bodies.

"Where did this army come from?"

"Hurry, go and notify the head!"

The rhythmic footsteps seemed to be stepping on the hearts of the two of them. The invisible sense of oppression rushed towards them, leaving them without the courage to go forward to stop them, but rolled and climbed, running to the mountain road behind.

"Not good, an army is attacking!"

With loud shouts, all the disciples of the Wuyue Sect along the way were alarmed. When they saw the soldiers rushing up like black tides at the foot of the mountain, their faces changed drastically and they began to run towards the top of the mountain.

Soon, the situation at the foot of the mountain alarmed the high-level officials of Wuyue Gate. Looking at the soldiers who were pushing towards here at a glance, an elder had to stand up hard, block the soldiers in front of the soldiers, bowed and said loudly: "I, Ouyang Fei, the third elder of Wuyue Gate, dare to ask which general is coming to my gate."

"We are ordered by the lord to go up the mountain. You can get out of here quickly, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"

As a cold voice came from the military formation, the advance soldiers did not stop their pace, but instead raised the swallow-tail shield in front of them, raised their spears and continued to advance.

Looking at the square formation that was pressing step by step and the gun head flashing with cold light, Ouyang Fei and the hundreds of disciples behind him could not raise the mind to compete with it. When it comes to fighting, the people in the martial arts world must have the advantage, but facing such a strict military formation is to seek death.

"What should the elder do?"

Ouyang Fei's face changed rapidly for a while. The soldiers in front of him were fully armored. From his movements and expressions, you could tell that they were elite soldiers who had been strictly trained, and they had no chance of winning in the fight.

"Get back and let them go up the mountain."

Now he only hopes that this army is not targeting their Five Mountains Gate, otherwise after today, there will probably be no Five Mountains Gate in the world.

As the army continued to climb to the top of the mountain, the ongoing five-strong showdown had to pause.

Seeing the army suddenly appear, many people looked at the look of being at a loss. Some smart people sneaked away and wanted to leave, but soon retreated with an ugly expression, because the surroundings were surrounded by the soldiers and were out of touch.

"How come the army comes to the door? Did the Wuyue Gate provoke the imperial court? I hope it won't affect the fish."

Chu Liu looked at the soldiers with bright armor and was secretly worried, and he couldn't help but approach Liu Feng next to him. After all, the young master Liu was a clan, and the people from the court must give him face.

Almost everyone thinks that the well-equipped army in front of them comes from the imperial court. After all, the rebellious bandits cannot have such well-equipped elites.

"I am Zhou Tong, the main gate of Wuyuemen, I wonder what the general is doing to lead his army up the mountain?"

Zhou Tong led his troops to the army and said to a leading lieutenant.

Although he is over 80 years old, he looks no different from his 40s and 50s. He is just a little short and is less than 1.6 meters tall, short and concise.

"There is no need to be nervous, we just followed the orders of our lord to go up the mountain to find some like-minded friends to join us and work together to make great achievements. As long as these people are obedient, we will leave."

In the military formation, a Jinyiwei wearing a flying fish suit slowly walked out and said to Zhou Tong.

"Dare you ask your name?"

"Miao Wu, the chief banner of the factory guards, don't talk about it. If I read the name, please stand up consciously, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

Miao Wu said as he took out a small notebook and recited the first name, "Monkey Shankong!"

When Chu Liu, who was standing beside Liu Feng, his pupils suddenly shrank. He originally felt that the small notebook in the hand of the man with a tattooed face looked familiar. Now it is certain that this small notebook is the one that the guard next to Mr. Liu?

It seems that these soldiers have a close relationship with Mr. Liu. Could it be that he did not come to the martial arts conference on a whim, but followed the will of the court? But why does this sound strange? The lord? He made great achievements together? He used the wrong word? It must be like this!

For a moment, Chu Liu felt mixed emotions in his heart, which was very complicated.

At the same time, Monk Shankong, who was pronounced as his name, also had a strange face. Looking at the gazes that were casting around him, he folded his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and walked out.

Miao Wu glanced at the monk Shankong and continued to chant the second name, "Wu Sheng."

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Soon, more than ten people stood up in front of the military formation. These people were all the people who were attracted by Liu Feng during the competition.

"Okay, everyone, congratulations, it is your blessing to be taken by my lord. Now I ask if you are willing to be loyal to my lord?"

Miao Wu asked with a smile at the fifteen people in front of him.

"If you don't want to, don't you let us go?"

Some people couldn't help asking, after all, they are children of the world and have always been used to being free, and no one wants to be restrained.

"Of course, it's impossible, but we don't like to force ourselves. There are only two ways before you, loyalty or death! Okay, please answer me now, would you like to?"
Chapter completed!