I transmigrated to ancient times and became a king with a title equal to mine.

Long Bin settled down in this small mountain village. Besides practicing his martial arts and healing his injuries, he spent his days discussing strategies and making plans with his friends. They sometimes discussed how to evade the pursuit of the Red-Clothed Sect and the Qian Sect;

They sometimes discuss how to defeat these two sects and restore peace and justice to the martial arts world.

During this process, Long Bin gradually discovered some weaknesses of the Red Robe Sect and the Qian Sect.

Although they are powerful, they are plagued by internal conflicts and disputes. If these conflicts can be skillfully exploited, it may be possible to defeat them.

Therefore, Long Bin began to secretly investigate the situation of these two sects.

He gathered intelligence through various channels, trying to find their weaknesses and vulnerabilities.

He also began to contact some heroes in the martial arts world, trying to form an alliance to fight against the Red-Clothed Sect and the Qian Sect.

During this process, Long Bin also experienced some thrilling moments.

Once, while he was out gathering information, he was accidentally discovered by members of the Red-Clothed Sect. They chased him relentlessly, nearly killing him.

But Long Bin, with his exceptional martial arts skills and wit, eventually managed to escape their pursuit.

This experience gave Long Bin a deeper understanding of the dangers of the martial arts world and the brutality of the Red-Clothed Sect and the Qian Sect.

He became even more determined to destroy the evil sect.

While he was busy preparing to wipe out these two sects, the Zhengyang Sect and the Southern King's Guard had already taken action in secret, capturing several Qianmen branch halls.

Long Bin settled down in this small mountain village, like a reclusive knight-errant, quietly awaiting the changing winds of fate. Every day, besides practicing his martial arts and healing his injuries, his agile figure, like a dragon, moved through the dawn and dusk. He also spent his time discussing strategies and formulating plans with his loyal friends, like a group of wise men plotting a world-shaking transformation.

Sometimes they discussed how to evade the pursuit of the Red-Clothed Sect and the Qian Sect, like a cunning rabbit with three burrows, proceeding cautiously step by step; other times they discussed how to defeat these two sects and restore peace and justice to the martial world, their impassioned words seemingly able to ignite the flames of war in the sky and illuminate the road ahead.

In this process, Long Bin, like a wise sage with keen insight, gradually discovered some weaknesses in the Red-Clothed Sect and the Qian Sect. Although they were powerful, like two behemoths standing in the martial world, they were plagued by internal contradictions and conflicts, like termites eroding their foundations. Long Bin secretly pondered that if he could cleverly exploit these contradictions, he might be able to strike like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath and defeat them in one fell swoop.

Long Bin secretly investigated the situation of these two sects, like a cheetah lurking in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment.

He gathered intelligence through various channels, trying to find their weaknesses and flaws. His persistent gaze seemed to pierce through the fog and reach the truth.

He also began to contact some heroes in the martial arts world, trying to form an alliance to fight against the Red-Clothed Sect and the Qian Sect. These heroes came from all over the country, some were martial arts masters with superb skills, and some were righteous people with a heart for justice. When they heard Long Bin's call, they responded one after another, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, converging into an unstoppable torrent.

During this process, Long Bin also experienced some thrilling moments.

Once, while he was out gathering information, he was accidentally discovered by the Red-Clothed Sect. They chased him like a pack of mad dogs, their fierce killing intent seemingly capable of tearing the air apart, plunging Long Bin into a life-or-death situation.

But Long Bin, with his exceptional martial arts skills and wit, leaped and darted through the forest like a nimble monkey, ultimately managing to escape their pursuit. That thrilling chase was like a dance of life and death, and Long Bin, with his wisdom and courage, won the victory in this dance.

This experience gave Long Bin a deeper understanding of the dangers of the martial arts world and the brutality of the Red-Clothed Sect and the Qian Sect.

A raging fire burned within him, a fire capable of melting steel and destroying all evil. It strengthened his resolve to annihilate these two evil sects and restore peace and tranquility to the martial world.

Just as he was preparing to wipe out the two sects, another huge uproar broke out in the martial arts world.

Zhengyangmen and the Southern King's guards have already moved quietly, like two sharp daggers piercing the heart of Qianmen.

They attacked several Qianmen branch halls in succession. Their fierce offensive was like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, catching the Qianmen off guard and causing them heavy losses.

The righteous people were overjoyed upon hearing this, like farmers receiving rain after a long drought, seeing the hope of a bountiful harvest.

The time had come, and Long Bin issued an order without hesitation to wipe out the Red-Clothed Sect and shut down the Qian Sect.

The order resounded like thunder across the martial world, shaking everyone to their core. A life-or-death battle was about to begin, its bloody curtain rising.

Long Bin led the alliance army like a tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable.

They charged forward relentlessly, unstoppable, slaughtering all the disciples of the Red-Clothed Sect and the Qian Sect. The bloody scene was like a painting of hell, a truly horrifying sight.

The leader of the Red Robe Sect and the head of the Qian Sect were shocked to see this.

The forces of good and evil have fought countless battles.

Long Bin stared intently at the leader of the Red-Clothed Sect like a cheetah, determined to wipe them out completely.

On a dark and windy night, Long Bin engaged in a thrilling final battle with the leader of the Red-Clothed Sect and the head of the Qian Sect.

This battle was like a volcanic eruption, shaking the earth.

The leader of the Crimson Clad Sect wielded a blood-red longsword, its blade flashing like blood, leaving a deep sword mark wherever it passed. His swordsmanship was unpredictable, sometimes like a raging storm, sometimes like a gentle drizzle, making it impossible to defend against.

The Qianmen leader, on the other hand, wielded a long spear, his spear technique fierce and sharp, like a dragon emerging from the sea, each strike containing earth-shattering power.

Long Bin fought the two for over a hundred rounds without losing ground.

He secretly pondered that if he couldn't finish the battle quickly, he might attract even more enemies. So, he roared, and his inner energy surged forth like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable.

Suddenly, he leaped up like an eagle spreading its wings, soaring straight into the sky. In mid-air, he clasped his hands together, his inner energy condensing into a gigantic golden handprint, like a Buddha descending to earth, his power overwhelming.

"Buddha's Palm!" Long Bin shouted, and the golden handprint descended from the sky like a giant mountain, smashing fiercely towards the Red-Clothed Sect Master and the Qian Sect Leader.

Upon seeing this, the two were greatly alarmed and quickly mustered all their strength to try and block the attack.

However, the golden handprint was incredibly powerful, like Mount Tai pressing down on them. The two of them couldn't withstand it at all. With a loud "boom," they were smashed, coughing up blood, and flying backward.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Long Bin pursued them, his figure as fast as lightning, instantly appearing in front of the two...