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After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Below the arena, 99% of the people were practitioners of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique.

You're mocking someone for self-castration; isn't that like pointing at a tortoise and calling it a turtle?

Moreover.

Didn't you castrate yourself too?

The crowd's anger surged, their gazes sharp as swords as they stared at the arena.

……

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The once pristine Songshan Mountain has become reeking of blood.

On the arena, the corpses were carried off one by one and thrown into a place.

Within just a few days, a mass burial site appeared on Mount Song.

However, this scene did not frighten the martial arts practitioners; on the contrary, it aroused their passion, and the battle on the arena became even more fierce.

Zhou Yu and his group hid in a corner, watching the continuous battle, and couldn't help but sigh, "We really can't understand people in the martial arts world."

"Yes, they really aren't afraid of death!"

Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly sensed that a crisis was approaching.

Zhou Yu's expression changed: "Oh no, there's danger! Everyone, get out of there!"

Having said that, he moved swiftly and hid in the shadows.

As members of the God Squad, while they were watching the show and looking for an opportunity, they did not forget to protect themselves and had already found a place to hide from danger.

Having multiple burrows is a basic requirement for any member of the main team.

Just as the five of them had hidden themselves, a loud rumbling sound, like a summer thunderclap, was heard.

The next moment, black spheres streaked across the sky and crashed down on the crowd in the arena.

After three days of preparation, the imperial army was ready.

Seeing that no one else was coming to challenge them, they launched their attack at that moment.

"It's the imperial cannon!"

Zhou Yu's expression hardened. "I didn't expect the imperial court to be hiding in the shadows. We were too hasty and didn't take the imperial court into account."

Liu Jiao frowned deeply: "Characters outside the main plot have also appeared. It seems that the plot of this world has deviated quite a bit."

On the stage.

The group members were terrified and filled with panic.

How could they not know about the imperial cannons?

This thing is extremely powerful; it is absolutely impossible for flesh and blood to withstand it.

Even experts are no exception.

This is also why people in the martial arts world generally don't provoke the imperial court.

Because if the imperial court truly wanted to eliminate a certain master, it genuinely had the power to do so.

It's a long story, but in reality, from the sound of the cannons to everyone's reaction, it was only a short while.

The speed of thought surpasses everything in reality.

In the instant the cannon fell, everyone's thoughts raced, a myriad of ideas surfaced, and ultimately, only despair remained.

Just then, the shells in the sky stopped firing.

It was as if time had stopped, freezing it in place.

"How is this going?"

It wasn't just the people in the martial arts world who were bewildered.

The God Squad was also dumbfounded.

The people in the imperial court were also dumbfounded.

Once a shell is fired, how can it possibly stay in the sky and not fall back down? (Eternal)

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The next moment, all the cannonballs fixed in the void rushed into the sky, converged in one place, and transformed into a huge black sphere.

Then, to everyone's utter astonishment, it exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into a giant firework.

"This this……"

"what is this?"

People in the martial arts world were puzzled.

Has the imperial court's cannons developed to this extent?

That's obviously impossible!

The God Squad was shocked.

"What was that just now?"

Zhou Yu's eyes brightened: "A magician or a high-level martial artist has made a move. This might be the source of the mutation!"

Liu Jiao's eyes lit up: "If that's the case, wouldn't it be possible to submit it to the main god and receive a reward?"

The God Squad became excited.

It's truly a case of "the mountains and rivers seem to block the way, but then a new village appears amidst the willows and flowers."

Once you submit this, whether the task is completed or not is irrelevant.

This mutation can definitely earn you a lot of contribution points.

In the dense forest, Zhu Houzhao was dumbfounded.

He had considered all sorts of possible failures, but he never imagined this one.

The shells remained suspended in mid-air, then converged in one spot, transforming into a giant firework.

What is this operation?

At this moment, the court officials, military generals, and eunuchs were all dumbfounded.

Just then, a figure appeared in the sky, standing in mid-air.

With a reach, cannons flew out from the dense forest like arrows, soaring into the air.

Lin Pingzhi circulated his true energy, transforming it into an extremely hot flame. The hundreds of cannons that had been flying into the air were instantly turned into molten iron, which he then condensed into a giant sword. With a casual swing, he plunged it into the ground.

The longsword, forged from hundreds of cannons, is hundreds of meters tall.

Even after being stuck in the ground, two to three hundred meters of the sword's blade remained exposed.

Just standing there, it still radiated a terrifying heat wave.

terrible!

The mountains were completely silent!

Apart from the main god team, everyone else felt a chill in their hearts.

Mom!

It turns out we live in a world with gods!

In fact, the God Squad was also somewhat shocked.

Zhou Yu: "The world of Swordsman is just an ordinary world. How could it possibly produce such a master? Even if you complete ten main god missions, you might not have this kind of strength."

Liu Jiao: "How else could it be a mutation? Captain, have you submitted your mutation report?"

Zhou Yu: "That goes without saying. It's just that the main god hasn't reacted yet. Perhaps, the main god isn't empty?"

Everyone frowned.

Is it possible for an existence like a supreme god to be without space?

Despite their thoughts, they had no solution.

After all, they have no control over when the main god takes action.

Lin Pingzhi landed on the hilt of the giant sword and looked at the crowd.

"You are Lin Jiansheng!"

Fang Zheng's voice trembled, somewhat incredulous.

More than thirty years have passed, yet Lin Pingzhi remains as youthful and spirited as ever.

"Lin Jiansheng?"

"Wait, hasn't Sword Saint Lin already gotten old?"