As they spoke, Duanmu Huai and his group had already arrived at the gate of Jingnian Zen Sect.
And here, soone was already waiting for them.
A beautiful woman, dressed in a scholar’s usual attire, with a longsword at her waist, stood there. Behind her was a monk who looked to be in his forties, followed by four martial monks holding Zen staffs, all burly and robust, and over two hundred martial monks standing ready.
Seeing this scene, the Jianghu people were all shocked internally. Those who had the chance to join in this excitent were all masters, and they naturally could see at a glance that these monks were all highly skilled in martial arts. At the front, Shi Feixuan and Master Liao Kong gave people an unfathomable feeling. So many people guarding the entrance made them involuntarily fearful, not daring to step forward.
However, Duanmu Huai was completely unfazed by this pressure. He led the two won as if they were tourists at a temple, taking one step, two steps, three steps to the gate, and stopped.
At the sa ti, all the monks chanted in unison.
"Amitabha Buddha...!"
The Buddha na was loud, echoing through the mountains, causing the Jianghu people at the back to also feel a sensation in their hearts, as if being oppressed. Yet, Duanmu Huai still stood there, seemingly oblivious, glancing around.
At this mont, Shi Feixuan finally spoke.
"Dare I ask why the Undying Slaughter God has co here?"
"Don’t you all already know? Do you need to ask again?"
Upon hearing Shi Feixuan’s inquiry, Duanmu Huai turned his head to stare at her. Although Shi Feixuan was also considered a fairy beauty, in front of Wang Yuyan and Little Dragon Girl, even she seed dull.
"I ca to take the He Shi Bi and to deal with all of you. It’s that simple, didn’t you hear?"
"The He Shi Bi is a spiritual object, only a virtuous person can possess it."
Shi Feixuan was not frightened by Duanmu Huai’s words.
"Moreover, Feixuan and the high monks of Jingnian Zen Temple have no connection with your esteed self, your aggressive behavior seems rather unreasonable."
"Reason?"
Upon hearing Shi Feixuan’s words, Duanmu Huai sneered coldly.
"I have my reasons for causing you trouble... It’s simple, you’ve made a mistake and must pay the price."
"Mistake?"
Faced with Duanmu Huai’s unexpected answer, Shi Feixuan frowned slightly.
"What mistake have we made? Please inform us."
"Alright, let enlighten you for your death."
Duanmu Huai moved his neck, staring at the people before him.
"Do you know what the cri is for falsely conveying the imperial decree?"
"Huh?"
It must be said, Duanmu Huai’s question not only confused Shi Feixuan and others but also Li Shimin and all the Jianghu people behind, even Yang Guang was dead, where did the imperial decree co from?
Moreover, Cihang Jingzhai didn’t falsely convey imperial decrees either?
At this mont, a bell-like beautiful voice rang out.
"Wan Wan knows."
With this voice, Wan Wan seemingly appeared like a ghost from the mountains, sat on a nearby stone monunt, swinging her legs, smiling as she watched everyone.
"Falsely conveying the imperial edict is a capital cri! Punish all, regardless of leaders or followers!"
"But Feixuan and the sect did not falsely convey imperial intentions..."
Shi Feixuan frowned, trying to refute, but halfway through her words, she seed to realize sothing, looking at Duanmu Huai in astonishnt.
At the sa ti, Duanmu Huai reached out his hand.
"Boom—————!!"
A bolt of thunder struck Duanmu Huai, followed by the explosive eruption of pitch-black death flas, rapidly shifting shadows erged, enveloping Duanmu Huai within the massive power armor in the blink of an eye.
"Acting as Heaven’s chosen emperor doesn’t count as falsely conveying the imperial decree?"
Duanmu Huai held the Thunder Warhamr, coldly staring at Shi Feixuan who had turned pale, and the equally astonished high monks behind her.
"Is it possible that after too much chanting, your brains have beco muddled? Who gave you the courage to dare act in the na of Heaven!"
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