Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

Chi!

With a flick of his wrist, a gust of wind swept out.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's smile froze, and he subconsciously raised his sword to block.

Bang!

The longsword was struck by the palm wind and broke in two. His body flew backward several meters, his back slammed into a tree trunk, and he died on the spot, coughing up blood.

Whether he had time to regret it before he died is unknown.

Yue Zhuoqun's tendency to turn on people and kill them at the drop of a hat completely terrified the remaining people, who no longer dared to be arrogant and boastful.

"Commander Yue, please don't be angry. We'll leave now." They turned to retreat.

But Yue Zhuoqun leaped into the air: "It's over. Now, except for Ji Xiaofu, leave them all here!"

With hands forming claws, a sharp, howling wind swept through the forest.

Chi chi chi~

They didn't even have time to react before their bodies were torn apart, and their corpses were scattered everywhere.

Only Ji Xiaofu was unharmed, but she was so frightened that her face turned pale and she was about to collapse.

"you you……"

"Heh, I'm not killing you, and I think you know why. Let me give you a piece of advice: if you stay in Emei, you'll die at the hands of Abbess Miejue one day."

Ji Xiaofu's expression changed several times, and she naturally understood that Yue Zhuoqun did not kill her because of Yang Xiao.

But Yue Zhuoqun's ferocity was too overwhelming, so he dared not say another word.

"Thank...thank you so much!"

He cupped his hands in a respectful bow and left in a hurry.

The woods fell silent, but Yue Zhuoqun's eyes remained cold and sharp.

Huashan Sect!

Wherever I am, Mount Hua belongs only to me!

Chapter 102 I've Come to Reclaim the Position of Sect Leader

Although the Ming Cult's Five Elements Banners consist of five teams, their training methods are different.

Each member of the Ruijin Banner is equipped with a bow and arrow, a javelin, and a throwing axe, which they use for long-range attacks during battles with the enemy, hitting their target every time.

The members of the Giant Tree Banner are strong and powerful, and they are divided into groups of ten. They use giant trees weighing thousands of kilograms as weapons. The trees are equipped with iron hooks, and they can charge into battle by grabbing the iron hooks. They can also throw the giant trees to crush and kill a group of enemy soldiers.

The weapon of the Flood Flag is a water spray device. The water contains a highly poisonous substance, and once it is sprayed on the enemy, the skin will instantly ulcerate.

The Fiery Banner uses oil and sulfur bombs as weapons. In battle, it first sprays oil and then throws sulfur bombs to cause explosions and fires, which can engulf countless enemy soldiers in an instant.

Houtu Banner was more like an engineering corps, skilled at digging tunnels, building fortifications, and launching surprise attacks.

These five units, unlike regular rifle cavalry, are all considered special forces.

Now that Yue Zhuoqun has become the flag bearer of the Houtu Banner, he is naturally no longer satisfied with his existing status.

Upon returning to Yuanzhou City, he began to reform the Houtu Banner, enhancing the combat effectiveness of each individual while retaining the engineering capabilities of the soldiers.

The original Giant Wood Banner members numbered only a few hundred. He expanded the force by incorporating the troops under Zhou Yuwang, bringing the total to three thousand, and taught the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique to everyone.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill has a very high upper limit and takes a long time to cultivate, but fortunately it is easy to get started. Even people with low aptitude can master the first level in one or two years and reach the second level in three or four years.

The second level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill grants the user the power of two dragons and two elephants. While not a top-tier expert, an army of several thousand would be an absolutely terrifying sight.

Afterwards, Chang Yuchun and Yan Yuan were promoted to deputy flag commanders, with Chang Yuchun in charge of training troops and Yan Yuan in charge of logistics.

At the same time, the city's blacksmiths were summoned to forge armor and weapons.

In just a few months, he transformed Yuanzhou City into an impregnable fortress.

……

Huashan School.

Xianyu Tong sat in the position of sect leader, his face gloomy.

"Has the identity of the expert who hunted down Bai Guishou been discovered, and who killed him?"

The disciple below responded:

"Sect Leader, of the experts who chased Bai Guishou that day, only Ji Xiaofu from the Emei Sect survived. Only she knows what happened."

But after that night, she went into hiding, and even the disciples of the Emei Sect didn't know her whereabouts.

"Anyone capable of killing masters from major sects like Huashan, Kongtong, and Shaolin must be a powerful figure from the Demonic Sect."

At the lower seat, a tall, thin old man frowned and analyzed: "Among those in the Demonic Sect with this strength, only the Four Dharma Kings and the Left and Right Bright Envoys are present. The Golden-Haired Lion King, the Purple-Robed Dragon King, and the Right Envoy Fan Yao have been missing for many years, so it's unlikely. That leaves only Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and Yin Tianzheng."

The short old man opposite nodded and added, "There are rumors in the martial arts world that Ji Xiaofu and Yang Xiao had an affair. Everyone else died, but Ji Xiaofu survived. It's highly likely that Yang Xiao was behind it."

"Damn this evil cult, they've gone too far!" Xianyu Tong clenched his fists and roared angrily.

His hatred for the Demonic Sect was not because, as a righteous sect, he was irreconcilably opposed to the Demonic Sect; it stemmed entirely from his greed for the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

Once Bai Guishou was rescued, it became difficult for him to extract information about Xie Xun's whereabouts.

"Master, this is bad!"

Just then, a disciple rushed in, shouting and yelling.

Xianyu Tong's face darkened, and he slammed his hand on the chair, shouting, "What kind of behavior is this, rushing around like this in the sect's council hall!"

To everyone's surprise, the disciple collapsed to the ground with a thud, his face filled with terror: "Someone...someone has attacked Mount Hua."

"what!"

Xianyu Tong, who had just been scolding his disciple for his panic, suddenly stood up from his chair and strode forward to ask, "Did the Demonic Sect lead an attack? How many of them are there?"

"There was only one person, and we don't know their identity."

"You couldn't even stop one person? What are you all good for!" Xian Yutong raised his voice eight octaves.

"That man's martial arts were too strong. With just one palm strike, dozens of his fellow disciples were all sent flying."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed. The tall and short elders exchanged a glance and said solemnly, "One palm strike sent dozens of disciples flying. This person has incredibly high internal strength. Let's go out and see..."

Before the words were finished, a deep, resonant voice came from outside:

"No need, I've already arrived!"

"Oh!"

Boom!

The doors to the main hall suddenly shook violently, and several Huashan disciples were sent flying back into the hall, crashing to the ground and groaning in pain.

Then a handsome man dressed in a Taoist robe walked in slowly.

He simply stood at the entrance of the hall, and his imposing and dignified demeanor outshone Xianyu Tong and the tall and short old man.

Xianyu Tong squinted and scrutinized the young Taoist for a long time, but still couldn't discern his origins. He couldn't help but ask, "Young man, what grudge do you hold against Mount Hua that you would dare to come here and provoke us?"

"There's no grudge, I just can't stand you sitting in the position of Huashan Sect Leader."

The person who arrived was Yue Zhuoqun.

After things were on track in Yuanzhou City, he made a special trip to Mount Hua.

His eyes were filled with disdain: "Xianyu Tong, I'm here today to take back the position of sect leader from you."

"Take it back? That's laughable. You're not even a disciple of Mount Hua, what right do you have to say such a thing!"

"You will soon find out whether you are a disciple of Mount Hua and whether you are qualified."

"Insanity!"

Xianyu Tong was furious.

How could he tolerate being attacked and forced to seize his position as sect leader?

"Don't think that just because you've practiced martial arts for a few years, you can look down on all the heroes under heaven. If I don't teach you a lesson today, the whole world will laugh at Mount Hua. You'd better kneel down!"

Xianyu Tong shouted and strode forward.

He used two different styles of fist techniques with his hands, his left hand like a venomous snake striking at Yue Zhuoqun's throat, and his right hand like an eagle claw grabbing at the Yuanye acupoint under Yue Zhuoqun's right armpit.

His left-hand attack was a feint; his right-hand grab was the real attack.

When faced with these two attacks, the enemy will inevitably prioritize defending against the deadly strike aimed at the throat, and the grab with the right hand will be underestimated.

With his acupoint Yuanye pinched, he couldn't muster any strength and could only obediently kneel on the ground.

"Ha, to try and use the Eagle-Snake Life-or-Death Struggle in front of me is simply showing off your limited skills before an expert!"

Yue Zhuoqun's hands also struck out with a whoosh, using the same move, but faster, more ingenious, and more unpredictable.

Xianyu Tong only felt a flash of light before his eyes, and his arms were tightly bound, his body spinning uncontrollably in place.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a sharp pain in my neck and was lifted high into the air, unable to even resist.

His heart leaped into his throat; the other person's grip on his neck could easily snap it with the slightest force.