Gu Qing's words shocked everyone.
He actually dared to say such arrogant words.
However, no one thought that Gu Qing was bragging.
It was because he had such strength.
The old Taoist priest beside Gu Qing could tell that Gu Qing's identity was not ordinary.
He had a martial grandmaster with him.
What kind of power was behind Gu Qing?
No one from the six great sects dared to speak anymore.
The martial world was already their limit.
The world did not even dare to think about it.
They already understood.
Compared to Gu Qing, he was on a completely different level.
After Gu Qing said this, he no longer cared about the six sects.
The six major sects were just small fries. His real target was the Ming Cult.
Although the Ming Cult was now forced into a dead end by the six major sects.
However, the true strength of the Ming Cult was not here.
The Ming Cult's reputation of having millions of followers was not just for show.
It was the true millions of disciples.
The Song Dynasty was the weakest among the many dynasties.
The surrounding dynasties were eyeing the Song Dynasty covetously.
They relied on the millions of Ming Cult members to resist the Yuan Dynasty.
Controlling the Ming Cult was equivalent to controlling a million cult members.
This was definitely a great help to Gu Qing.
"Young Master, there are people monitoring the mountain. Do you need me to help?”
The old heavenly master had already sensed that there was someone on the hill, so he asked Gu Qing.
Gu Qing looked at the cliffs on both sides of the battlefield.
He could vaguely see three figures.
"Ignore it!"
Gu Qing knew who was monitoring them.
Now was not the time to pay attention to them.
On the cliff!
A handsome young master with two itinerant monks standing beside him.
There was a group of soldiers behind him, but they were not from the Great Song.
"Go and investigate. Find out who they are.”
The handsome young master's expression was cold, and his eyes flickered with the same light.
This person was the princess of the Great Yuan Dynasty, Minmin Moore.
It was Zhao Min, who was disguised as a man.
Gu Qing's appearance surprised her.
They had planned for many years to weaken the strength of the Great Song martial arts world.
Her real goal was to get rid of the Ming Cult with the help of the six major sects.
The Ming Cult was the biggest obstacle to the Yuan Dynasty's invasion of the Song Dynasty.
But…
Gu Qing's unexpected appearance disrupted her plan.
If Ming Cult was not destroyed, it would definitely rise again.
Who knew how many soldiers the Great Yuan Dynasty would lose?
Zhao Min sensed Gu Qing's gaze and knew that they had been exposed.
However, she did not care. Instead, she began to guess in her heart.
When did Great Song become such a force?
Even Shaolin didn't have the strength to have a great grandmaster protect him.
There were only a few martial grandmasters in Great Song.
However, the information she had on him did not include this old Daoist.
It was as if he had appeared out of thin air.
Therefore, Zhao Min was curious about Gu Qing's identity.
He had to find out more about Gu Qing.
She did not want her plan to fail.
Right at this moment!
A person was walking in the air. It could be seen that he had practiced his lightness skill to the extreme.
Everyone was shocked when they saw the people who had arrived on the battlefield.
That was because the aura of the person who came was strong. He was also a martial grandmaster.
The person walked towards Gu Qing and knelt down to greet him.
"Greetings, Master!"
The person who came was none other than the leader of the World Association, Xiong Ba!
As soon as he said this, the expressions of the people from the six major sects and Ming Cult became even more terrified.
To be able to make a great grandmaster pay respects to him, how terrifying was this young master's identity?
Even the emperors of the various dynasties did not have the right to have a grandmaster pay homage.
This concerned the face of the strong.
Gu Qing's identity became even more mysterious.
"Xiong Ba, how is the situation at the foot of the mountain?"
Gu Qing asked Xiong Ba.
"Everything is normal at the foot of the mountain. The whereabouts of the Yuan Dynasty soldiers are already under control.”
"However, I found this at the foot of the mountain.”
Xiong Ba took out a monk's robe, which was wrapped with something.
Red blood seeped out of the monk's robe.
Xiong Ba spread out his monk robe.
A head appeared in front of everyone.
This head had no hair.
It was the Shaolin monk.
"Junior Brother Yuan Zhen?"
A Shaolin monk cried out in grief when he saw the head.
This head was Shaolin Yuan Zhen's head.
It was the Chaos Origin Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun.
"It's actually this bald monk. Good death, haha!”
Zhou Dian, the Rogue Cultivator, burst into laughter when he saw Cheng Kun's head.
They were in such a sorry state because they were ambushed by Cheng Kun.
Now that Cheng Kun was dead, it was really satisfying.
Not only him, but everyone in the Ming Cult was the same.
"Devil, my Junior Brother Yuan Zhen is already dead, but you still want him to die in peace. This is intolerable.”
Shaolin Yuan Yin was instantly enraged.
Yuan Zhen had been lurking in Shaolin for many years, and no one knew his identity.
This time, when they attacked Light Summit, they even used fake death to escape and sneak into Ming Cult.
Yuan Yin didn't know what had happened and thought that Xiong Ba had dug out Yuan Zhen's body and beheaded him.
How could he not be angry?
Thus, Yuan Yin's hands turned into claws and attacked Xiong Ba.
"Martial Nephew Yuan Yin, you can't!"
Master Kong Wen hurriedly stopped him, but it was too late.
"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"
Xiong Ba was once the leader of the World Association, how could he allow others to provoke him?
Not to mention, it was an early-stage Xiantian ant.
Hence, Xiong Ba casually waved his palm.
Instantly, an earth-shattering force crushed towards Yuan Yin.
It was Xiong Ba's Cloud Striking Palm.
Xiong Ba wasn't a kind person, he wouldn't hold back when he attacked.
Facing this palm, Yuan Yin felt like a huge mountain was crushing down on her.
The anger on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by fear.
At this moment, he could already feel the aura of death slowly approaching.
In the blink of an eye, Yuan Yin had already flown dozens of meters away.
Then, he fell heavily to the ground. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
"Amitabha!"
Master Kong Wen helplessly chanted the name of Buddha.
Although he was furious, there was nothing he could do.
Two great grandmasters, even if the entire Shaolin Temple's strength was used, so what?
With the death of the Shaolin Master, the people of Kongtong and Kunlun dared not make a sound.
In their eyes, Gu Qing and the others were devils who killed without blinking.
Facing such a situation, he started to speak less subtly.
"Young hero, how did my martial nephew Yuan Zhen offend you to treat him like this after his death?”
Master Kong Wen still wanted to know the reason.
Shaolin could not be bullied at will.
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