The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Lu Delin had just cried out a few words when Wu Haoran interrupted him harshly.

“Now that the seal of Tianyin Mountain has been broken, on the fifteenth day of next month, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Shangguan Wudi and Fang Xun will join forces with the Buddhist and Taoist rebels to invade Luo’an.

Lu Delin, you shameless rat, you still want to live? ! "

Lu Delin's face immediately turned paler, while the others just stared at him without saying a word, but they were extremely happy in their hearts.

God knows how disgusted they are with this guy Lu Delin these days, but they can't even kill anyone. It's so frustrating.

Now that Wu Haoran spoke openly in the hall, everyone felt extremely relieved.

Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong

The sound of Lu Delin's kowtows echoed in the hall, but no one was moved. Wu Haoran just sneered and looked up.

This made him even more heartbroken, and he could only look at Wan Pingchuan, hoping that he would say something for him.

When Wan Pingchuan finally spoke, Lu Delin's heart sank into a bottomless abyss.

"Lu Delin usurped power and caused warriors from all over the world to besiege Luodu, which led to a horrific disaster. He deserves death, and I want to kill you as a sacrifice!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I cannot die. I cannot die."

Lu Delin's eyes were filled with despair, tears streaming down his face, and his head banged against the ground like crazy.

Wan Pingchuan frowned, as if he felt it was too noisy, and stood up immediately.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure came upon him, causing Lu Delin to stop abruptly like a duck with its neck strangled. All the bones in his body creaked, and he was pressed to the ground.

The ministers below the stairs also held their breath, and they felt a landslide and tsunami coming towards them. An indescribable power pressed down on them, making them lower their heads even deeper and their straight backs slightly bent.

'Is this really His Majesty?!'

Tie Wuxin was shocked. He was very clear about Wan Pingchuan's strength. He had only just achieved a breakthrough in Zhenwu before.

But now, just by standing up and revealing a trace of his aura, he no longer had the desire to resist.

Lu Delin raised his head with great effort, looking into those deep eyes, his face twisted with fear.

Wan Pingchuan simply said, "Lu Delin deserves death for his crimes. He will be beheaded immediately at the Meridian Gate. After his death, a notice listing his crimes will be posted on the city wall, and his head will be hung on the city wall for the world to see."

"Woo."

Lu Delin opened his eyes wide and tried to struggle, but the horrible pressure pinned his body to the ground and made him unable to move. Even opening his mouth was extremely difficult.

"All three of their clans will be exterminated, and the remaining six clans will be reduced to slavery and prostitution for generations!"

boom--

As soon as Wan Pingchuan finished speaking, he waved his hand and blasted Lu Delin out of the hall.

The other civil and military officials immediately became grim in expression as they watched helplessly as a Zhenwu land immortal was crushed and flattened without any resistance. They were also horrified at Wan Pingchuan's strength.

choke--

Another clanging sword sound brought everyone back to their senses, and they saw Wan Pingchuan pointing his finger and sword, and a golden sword light flew out of the hall.

"what--"

After a while, a scream was heard outside the palace, and Lu Delin was silent again, which made all the ministers in the palace feel awed. They bowed in unison again and said, "Your Majesty is wise!"

Wan Pingchuan stretched out his hand to let everyone stand still again, and said: "Now that the rat is dead, you all need to unite as one and prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

At this time, everyone had a look of worry on their faces. What could they do when the thieves were so powerful?

Wan Pingchuan added: "Please don't disturb me, everyone. I have a foolproof plan on how to deal with this group of rebels. We must make sure that none of them can return. Once the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, we will kill the enemies and enjoy the moon!" Hearing Wan Pingchuan's passionate voice, everyone recalled the terrifying strength that the other party had just displayed, and a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts again.

"I will follow your majesty's orders and kill the enemy and enjoy the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

At the city gate, when Lu Delin's head was hung high, people passing by stopped to watch and pointed.

After reading the charges listed on the list, everyone immediately became excited.

Many people only know that a large number of masters will attack on the Mid-Autumn Festival next month on August 15th, but they don’t know the reason.

Now, after seeing the charges against Lu Delin listed in black and white, there was a burst of scolding.

Not long after, an imperial decree was issued from the imperial palace, ordering the court to provide money and manpower to relocate all those who were not yet true warriors in Luo'an City to other places.

For a moment, Luo'an City was in an uproar again, thinking that His Majesty was joking.

But soon many common people saw that the wealthy families started to pack up their belongings without saying a word, as if they were going to move away, so they stopped complaining and took action.

It was only when they saw the actions of those wealthy families that they realized that on August 15th, Luo'an would become a battlefield for a group of powerful Zhenwu warriors.

When gods fight, mortals suffer. If you don’t leave now, you won’t be able to leave even if you want to!
In an instant, the entire Luoan City came into motion.

The news that Lu Delin was hung on the city wall for public display also spread quickly.

Immediately, warriors in other parts of the world felt the imperial court's determination to fight to the death.

Fang Xun, who had just entered Yongzhou a few days ago and was still strolling around leisurely, frowned when he heard passers-by talking about this matter.

He looked in the direction of Luo An, as if he felt the two terrifying auras, and knew that this journey might not be as easy as he had expected.

However, Fang Xun immediately smiled and walked into a tavern, ordered a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts, and listened with relish to the other martial artists in the tavern chatting.

He doesn't have any psychological burden. If something really happens when he goes to Luoan, the worst that can happen is he will just run away.

After all, he can lose many times as long as no one dies, while the imperial court and the Confucian school only have this one chance to turn the tables. If they lose, they will be doomed.

Time is on Fang Xun's side.

Shangguan Wudi, who had also arrived in Yongzhou, seemed to have sensed Luo An's two auras, and his desire to fight became stronger.

In his eyes, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he is only there to sharpen his sword will. If the sword breaks, it is broken; if the person dies, he is dead.

Excalibur Lake.

On the deserted island in the center of the lake, Zang Xuanji stood up, and suddenly the sword energy rushed into the sky, alarming the others.

Jian Wuyi and the old man in hemp clothes appeared in front of him in an instant.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Zang Xuanji said calmly, "Wuyi, come with me to Luo'an. Uncle Master, you will be in charge of the sect affairs while I'm away."

Wuzhou.

"Zhao Ning, be careful on this trip. Luo An may not be that simple."

While on the way, Bai Qingmeng suddenly spoke to Yu Jiaolong.

Yu Jiaolong was stunned: "Why do you say that?"

Bai Qingmeng replied calmly: "It's just a hunch. Confucianism is not that simple." (End of this chapter)