Time passed quickly. The Ming Cult gathered 50,000 elite disciples and sent troops to the World Conference, causing an uproar in the Western Regions.
While a large group of onlookers were shocked by the Ming Cult's generosity, they could not help but tremble in fear. They closed the mountain gates one after another and instructed the disciples who were walking outside to be humble and low-key. They must not cause trouble and must not provoke the Ming Cult's people.
How could the World Association not notice that the Ming Cult had swaggered into action?
Before the Ming Cult's army arrived at the foot of the mountain, the disciples of the World Association gathered together and took up a stance, as if they were going to fight the Ming Cult head-on. There were even those who had been seriously brainwashed and thought that the Ming Cult was on the decline and could not withstand a single blow. Their eyes flashed with eagerness to give it a try.
"The Ming Cult bastards are here!"
In front of the mountain gate of the World Meeting, a patrolling disciple on horseback whipped his horse wildly, stimulating the horse under him to gallop wildly.
"Good! Disciples, take your positions. Let's do it according to our usual practice. We must let the Ming Cult brats taste our power!”One of the inner disciples of the World Association wasn't panicking. Instead, his eyes were filled with excitement.
In recent years, the strength of the World Association had skyrocketed, and the disciples were inevitably infected with arrogance. When they went out, they were proud of the disciples of the World Association, and they gained a lot of benefits for themselves and their families.
Especially after Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and the others were appreciated by Xiong Ba, more people rubbed their fists and looked for opportunities to make contributions so that Xiong Ba would look at them in a different light. Then, they would take them in as their personal disciples and soar to fame!
"Cult Master, do you need me to go and challenge you?”Wei Yixiao said with a cold smile.
After him, a few Ming Cult higher-ups stepped forward and wanted to be the vanguard.
Jiang Han shook his head. He slammed his palm on the ground and rose into the air. He shouted at the World Association,"Where is Xiong Ba? Come out and die!”
The thunderous curses exploded in the ears of the disciples of the World Association. Those who were close and had low cultivation levels had their eardrums shattered by the roar, and blood gushed out.
"Too scary!"
someone said while shivering. It was obvious that his mind had been greatly impacted.
Especially when they saw Jiang Han hovering in the air like a god, many people were so scared that they subconsciously threw away their weapons.
"Is this kind of person really someone our guild master can defeat?”Vaguely, everyone started to doubt whether Xiong Ba could win or not.
The inner sect disciple in charge of guarding the mountain gate was the first to recover. He hurriedly shouted to the people beside him,"What the f * ck are you waiting for? Release the arrows! Release the arrows!"
The other disciples snapped back to their senses after hearing his shout. They immediately nocked their bows and shot arrows in panic.
It was only now that Jiang Han realized the wonders of the Cloud Dragon Body Movements. He moved through the void like flowing water, and the arrows could not reach him at all. Instead, he circulated the Heaven and Earth Great Shift and the Dragon-Capturing Crane Skill. With a wave of his sleeve, he reflected the arrows shot by the disciples of the World Association back at an even more violent speed and momentum.
Seeing the disciples of the World Association fall off the wall like dumplings and wail in pain, the Ming Cult's morale was greatly boosted.
Yin Tianzheng raised his spear high and said domineeringly,"" Ming Cult disciples, charge with me!"
Immediately, he urged his warhorses to form a battle formation and charged out like an unstoppable flood!
Jiang Han swept away all the disciples of the World Association in front of him. He grabbed a few disciples and interrogated them about the place where the Right Envoy of Light, Fan Yao, and the six major sects were imprisoned. He twisted their necks and sped up to a row of bright houses along the road, ready to save them.
He was worried that if they went, Xiong Ba might use them as hostages to threaten him.
Forget about the people from the six great sects, but Fan Yao couldn't let Xiong Ba do anything to him.
Fan Yao was one of the few remaining members of the Ming Cult's older generation. He was even more loyal to the Ming Cult. If he died in humiliation in the World Association, it would not help even if Xiong Ba's body was torn apart by five horses or cut into a thousand pieces.
When they reached a flowerbed, Jiang Han suddenly stopped and realized that something was wrong.
This place was really too quiet!
"Sect Master Jiang, you've made us brothers wait for a long time!”A sinister crow's voice rang out, and immediately, twelve figures blocked Jiang Han's path.
"Twelve Fiends of the Heavenly Lake?" Jiang Han's eyes flashed.”
The twelve people opposite him were also a little surprised." I didn't expect that the Ming Cult Master, who is busy every day, would actually know about the twelve of us. It's really an honor!”
Xiong Ba had twelve extremely powerful killers under him. They were Emperor Tong, Iron Broom Immortal, Food for Immortal, Paper Tanhua, Dog King, Xibao, Ghost Shadow, Husband's Singing, Wife's Following, Hand Dance, Foot Dance, and Matchmaker. They were collectively known as the Twelve Evil Spirits of Heavenly Lake.
"Twelve Xiantian experts, Xiong Ba sure has guts.”Even though the strongest among them was only at Xiantian fifth stage, it was not easy for the Ming Cult to bring out twelve Xiantian experts.
Jiang Han's thoughts turned and he said playfully, I wonder if Sword Saint Lonely knows that you bunch of cowards have joined Xiong Ba.”
Sword Saint Dugu had already advanced to a martial arts grandmaster more than ten years ago. No one knew how strong he was now, but he probably wouldn't be able to use his sword a second time against someone like the Twelve Fiends of the Heavenly Lake!
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