The fifth volume is full of awe and martial arts legends Chapter 271 Everything is Done
The Tianxia Alliance has completely risen.
In just over a month, with the exception of a few forces such as the Divine Sword Villa and the Yaohu Demon Palace, 90% of the northern martial arts circles, major families, sects, gangs, and all the forces in the Green Forest, as well as the black and white worlds, surrendered consciously without even waiting for the arrival of the Tianxia Alliance.
And the rest are the money gang.
No one dared to move unless Li Muchan spoke.
After all, the relationship between Li Muchan and Shangguan Xiaoxian has long been known to everyone. Once these two people combine and join forces, will the Tianxia Alliance and the Jinqian Gang still be separated ?
The Tianxia Alliance swept through the martial arts world with very little noise, often appearing overnight, like mushrooms after rain. When everyone came to their senses, they suddenly realized that the people and forces around them had switched allegiance to the Tianxia Alliance at some point and became its disciples and branch offices.
This method is more shocking than using war, and it is effortless.
Looking back at the past sixty years, the Demon Cult, the Divine Sword Hall, the Money Gang, and even the Azure Dragon Society have all been plundering the martial arts world and exerting immense pressure on all sides. But joining the Tianxia Alliance is different; there's actually money to be made, and some people have even been eagerly waiting, fearing they'll be slow to join.
At this point, everyone understood that this catastrophe, which began with the Demon Cult's eastward advance, spread to the east and west, and swept across the martial arts world of the north and south, lasted for more than a year. After several major forces competed and clashed, it finally ended with the defeat of the Demon Cult, the destruction of the Qinglong Society, and the dominance of the Tianxia Alliance in the martial arts world.
Looking back over the past hundreds of years, there has never been a catastrophe as fierce and thrilling as it is today, with so many heroes rising up and so many outstanding people emerging.
Jing Wuming, Qiu Xiaolou, Gongzi Yu, Zhu Si, Bai Yujing, Tan Wushuang, as well as Ye Kai, Fu Hongxue, Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan...
Too many geniuses gather in this vast world, and in the midst of grudges, love and hatred, and the flash of swords and swords, a dazzling world of contention is created.
The winner sings loudly, and the loser should also sing loudly.
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Jinling.
In a red building on the bank of the Qinhuai River, Li Muchan sat on a throne, listening to the laughter from both sides of the river, sipping a sip of fine wine, drinking slowly and smiling.
At this time, he should be considered the happiest person in Jinling City and even in the entire martial arts world.
Following his gaze, I saw many people from foreign countries coming and going on the Qinhuai River.
Most of these people came from the West, and they included not only underworld forces but also masters from various countries in the Western Regions.
Li Muchan's ambitions were immense, and he desired more than just the Central Plains martial arts world. He would either not do something or, if he did, he would definitely surpass his predecessors, creating a world without precedent or successor. He wanted to completely unify the Eastern and Western martial arts worlds.
Money is indispensable to the stability of people's hearts.
In his eyes, the West is an inexhaustible mountain of gold and silver. Coupled with the lost heritage of the Demon Sect, of course he must obtain it.
As for the remnants of the Demonic Cult and the Rakshasa Cult, they are just a bunch of useless people.
Money can move people's hearts. Now that the situation in the Central Plains martial arts world has been initially settled, these people can't wait to come and want to reopen the trade routes between the east and the west, so that goods can be transported from north to south and exchange what they have.
Li Muchan naturally had no objection to this matter and was even happy to do it.
He asked softly, "What do you think of this?"
It turned out that there were people behind Li Muchan, a man and a woman, standing respectfully. They were Tieyan, two of the four elders of the Demon Cult.
The two of them looked at each other with fervor when they heard this. This was a great opportunity to make a name for themselves.
The Central Plains is vast and rich in resources, but the West is not small either. Now that the World Alliance is at its peak, Li Muchan is determined to command the West and intimidate the countries in the Western Regions. It is the time to use people. For them, it is undoubtedly a great opportunity.
Given Li Muchan's current status and position, and the countless experts under his command, their existence seemed insignificant and dispensable, let alone their aspirations to rise to prominence and fame. However, if they were to move westward, they could leverage the influence of the World Alliance to ascend to the top. Furthermore, as elders of the Demonic Cult, they were familiar with everything in the West, giving them a head start and navigating the situation like a fish in water, a situation a hundred times, a thousand times better than in the Central Plains.
The two men quickly expressed their loyalty, "Don't worry, Alliance Leader. We will definitely see to it... The West is currently divided, with several factions engaged in endless warfare. Furthermore, merchants from various Western Regions are interested in establishing friendly relations with us. This is a godsend opportunity."
Li Muchan hummed, then said, "Alright, after a while, you will lead your elite demon cult members to fight in the west. I will send people to help you. You can do whatever you want and leave now."
"yes."
The two of them looked excited, and their eyes were filled with joy.
After the two men left, about half a cup of tea had passed. Li Muchan suddenly raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked, only to see a thin man standing in front of him with an iron sword on his back. He had cold brows and eyes, and a sallow complexion. It was none other than Guo Ding, the "Iron Sword of Songyang."
The man was just standing there, but an indescribable murderous aura was already pressing against Li Muchan's eyelashes, and the candle flame was trembling and almost going out.
Li Muchan held the wine glass in his hand, his expression normal. He drank the wine in it in one gulp and said calmly, "I thought you would wait a little longer."
He looked at the other person carefully, and his eyes lit up. He didn't expect that after not seeing this man for a few days, his swordsmanship had made great progress. The aura around him was restrained and invisible, and it seemed that there was no sharpness at all. Even the murderous aura just now was gone.
Although the aura disappeared, the sword behind Guo Ding was ready to move, trembling continuously, as if it was about to be unsheathed at any time.
Guo Ding's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid that if I don't come soon, I won't have the chance to draw my sword in the future."
The story of Li Muchan's battle with Tan Wushuang had spread, sending shockwaves through the world's experts. Guo Ding knew the gap between him and this man would only widen, but since they had agreed to a fight, he couldn't break it.
Guo Ding said: "Let me see how far I am from being the best in the world."
Li Muchan always gives enough respect to his opponents.
He slowly put down his wine glass and walked towards Guo Ding, saying gently, "Draw your sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lamp flickered, and then there was a "clang" sound. A three-foot-long ray of cold, bright light was pulled out of the sheath behind Guo Ding like a dragon, and circled in the air, creating a sky full of sword shadows. Then, when it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, it rushed straight to Li Muchan who was at the end.
The iron sword flew across the sky, unmanned. Guo Ding stood there, his body moving spontaneously, his hair and beard standing on end, his eyes wide open, staring at his sword intently, the sword finger raised horizontally, also pointing directly at Li Muchan.
Control the sword with Qi.
But the next moment, the lamp lights returned to normal, the sword light disappeared, and a figure walked past Guo Ding, retracting his golden right hand and passing by.
Where is the sword?
The sword was already in its sheath, in the sheath behind Guo Ding.
As the air escaped from Guo Ding's mouth, all the floating hair fell down, and his stunned face was full of confusion and loss.
"where are you going?"
Fortunately, Guo Ding was still able to speak.
Li Muchan said with deep emotion, "I'm planning to go out and relax, and take a long journey. Honestly, after so long in the martial arts world, I still don't know how vast it is. Now that everything is done, it's a good time to go out for a walk."
Guo Ding was still thinking about the scene just now. He walked to the window and saw Li Muchan holding a little girl and disappearing into the crowd.
