Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world.

Chapter 331: Multi-party melee
The old man was wearing a thick fur coat and trousers. The fur was soft and thick, fitting tightly to his body. The trouser legs were neatly tucked into a pair of heavy leather boots.

He wore a tricorn hat with a slightly tilted brim. The brim was adorned with a circle of exquisite silk embroidery, the embroidery was delicate and intricate, each stitch outlining a totem symbolizing strength and courage.

He had a broad, round face with prominent, high cheekbones, and a wisp of goatee beneath his chin that fluttered gently in the breeze.

The most impressive thing is his eyes.

These eyes were like those of a wolf, gleaming with ferocity and cunningness.

"People from the Black Dragon Kingdom!"

Everyone looked at the old man's unique attire and instantly recognized his origins.

Especially since the aura around this person was extremely powerful, as if a tangible pressure was spreading out. There was no doubt that he was definitely a third-grade master!
The appearance of the third-rank warrior was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing a huge uproar and making the leaders of the three major sects look at him with surprise.

And Aina stood up suddenly.

She knew this old man a little better than anyone else.

This person was the one she had mentioned to Liang Jin before, the patriarch of a tribe in the Black Dragon Kingdom, a capable general under King Tuxie, and Hu Yandi’s biological father—Hu Yanxian!

At this moment, Hu Yanxian was holding a rotten corpse tightly in his arms. It was the body of his son Hu Yandi.

Hu Yanxian's face was as ferocious as a devil, filled with endless hatred and anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

Especially the fierce and violent aura emanating from him, like a turbulent undercurrent, made everyone present terrified.

"Tell me!"

Hu Yan's voice was like thunder, echoing in the valley:

"Who killed my son?"

"Otherwise, no one will leave here alive!"

At this time, Ming Cangwu slowly stood up.

He wore a seemingly calm smile on his face and said:
"Chief Hu Yan, please calm down for now."

"Now that the leaders of the three major sects are all here, we might as well discuss first—"

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Hu Yanxian's roar.

I only heard Hu Yanxian shout angrily in a deep voice:
"Shut up!"

"Nothing is more important than finding the murderer who killed my son!"

Ming Cangwu frowned secretly. Although he was angry, he had to suppress it for the sake of the overall situation.

Seeing this, Bai Qiuying curled up the corner of her mouth with a sneer and said sarcastically:
"Ming Cangwu, you've let the wolf into your home. I'm afraid you'll only suffer the consequences in the end."

"This Western Desert is ours. How can we allow outsiders to interfere?"

Ming Cangwu smiled slightly. At this moment, he was not in a hurry. He continued to sit down and drink tea leisurely, as if everything was under control.

The Dharma King of the Amitābha Vidyaraja Sect, however, was still sitting on the lotus platform like a statue, with his eyes closed, chanting scriptures in his mouth, as if he was deaf to the noise around him.

Hu Yanxian's fierce gaze slowly shifted to Bai Qiuying, and he said viciously:

"You seem to be the most arrogant here!"

"Did you kill my son?"

Bai Qiuying was too lazy to talk nonsense with the people of the Black Dragon Kingdom. She waved her hand and said resolutely:
"Ridiculous."

"let's go!"

After saying that, he wanted to take his people away.

Hu Yanxian snorted coldly:
"I said, no one is allowed to leave!"

But the people from the Great Snow Mountain Sect ignored him and walked out of the valley on their own.

When Hu Yanxian saw this, murderous intent filled his eyes, like a real sharp blade.

He slowly and gently placed his son's body on the ground.

Then, he rushed towards Bai Qiuying like a hungry wolf, roaring:
"Die!"

This charge was so powerful that it seemed to tear everything in front of it into pieces.

Bai Qiuying's eyes also surged with rage, and she shouted loudly:
"Formation!"

Following her command, several peak masters, palace masters and a group of elite disciples around her immediately understood what she meant and quickly cooperated with her to form a large formation.

This formation is none other than the Snowflake Formation that the Great Snow Mountain Sect is known for.

As the formation was completed, a powerful aura surged within the formation, as if countless ice and snow had condensed, making people terrified.

Even Hu Yanxian couldn't help but feel fearful and stopped abruptly.

He stared at Bai Qiuying with eyes like a hungry wolf and said coldly:

"You want to use your numbers to bully the few?"

"Don't think you're the only ones with so much strength in numbers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Yanxian raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar that shook the entire valley.

Along with this long roar, one figure after another was seen flying down from the heights of the valley like ghosts.

Just from the lightness skills of these people, it can be seen that they are definitely not ordinary masters.

These people were all dressed like warriors of the Black Dragon Kingdom. They held various weapons in their hands, which flashed with cold light under the sunlight. They quickly and neatly protected Hu Yanxian.

Moreover, there are a large number of them. A rough count shows that there are at least hundreds of them!

In today's world, not everyone can easily put together a team of hundreds of experts.

"Our warriors are best at charging into battle!"

"Today, I will kill you all!"

Hu Yanxian gave an order and immediately led a group of warriors from the Black Dragon Kingdom, like a mad beast, rushing towards the snowflake formation of the Great Snow Mountain Sect like a tide.

The two sides engaged in a fierce battle in an instant. Many people were covered in blood as soon as they came into contact.

The group of masters led by Hu Yanxian were all extremely ferocious, like a group of hungry wolves, causing great pressure to the Great Snow Mountain Sect.

At this time, Cangdu and a group of detectives from the police station were also in the formation, cooperating with the Great Snow Mountain Sect to fight against the enemy.

While Cangdu was fighting with the enemy, he was observing the surrounding situation with keen eyes.

The good news is that the people of Star Demon Sea did not act rashly.

They did not cooperate with Hu Yanxian to attack the Great Snow Mountain Sect, as if they were waiting for something.

The bad news is that the people from the Wuliang Mingwang Sect also did not take any action.

Dharma King Wuliang still sat quietly on the lotus platform, with his eyes closed and chanting scriptures, as if the fighting outside had nothing to do with him.

This made Cangdu extremely anxious, and he couldn't help but shout loudly:
"Infinite Dharma King!"

"If the Great Snow Mountain Sect is defeated, how will the Infinite Bright King Sect protect itself against the Star Demon Sea and the Black Dragon Empire?"

Cangdu's shouts were clearly heard throughout the venue.

However, the Dharma King Wuliang remained as steady as a rock and did not respond at all.

At this moment, an old voice slowly sounded:

"Master Cang, there's no need to shout."

"The Dharma King has reached an agreement with the Star Demon Sea and will not help you."

Following this voice, Cangdu hurriedly turned his head and saw an old figure slowly walking out of the big hole in the abandoned tomb.

This person turned out to be the Bull-Headed Vajra King.

When Cangdu heard what Niu-Tou Vajra King said, he was shocked.

If this is true, then wouldn't the Great Snow Mountain Sect be facing a siege from three sides today?
In such a situation, defeat is inevitable!
At this time, the Bull-Headed Vajra King waved his hand.

Then, a shocking scene occurred.

It was seen that at least half of the disciples of the Wuliang Mingwang Sect quickly gathered around the Bull-Headed Mingwang, and even the Horse-Headed Mingwang stood beside the Bull-Headed Mingwang.

The Infinite Dharma King, who had been sitting on the lotus platform, finally spoke slowly:
"Amitabha."

"Niu Tou Ming Wang, are you so eager to ascend the throne of Dharma King?"

"Can't you wait a few more years, until I pass away, and then legitimately assume the title of Dharma King?" I only heard the Bull-Headed Vajra King snort coldly:
"If you wait a few more years, I'm afraid you'll sell the Wuliang Mingwang Sect to the Black Dragon Kingdom!"

"Infinite Dharma King, have you forgotten the great aspirations of the Infinite Vidyaraja Sect?"

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized that the Wuliang Mingwang Sect had already fallen into division.

Half of the people stood on the side of Infinite Dharma King, and the other half stood on the side of Ox-Headed Vajra King.

really.

I only heard the Dharma King Wuliang sigh:
"The Ancient Elephant Kingdom is impossible to reappear, so why are you so persistent?"

"If we can get the Black Dragon Kingdom's help, there's still hope for our sect to revive."

The Bull-Headed Dharma King snorted again:
"But if we surrender to the Black Dragon Kingdom, my Wuliang Mingwang Sect will find it even more difficult to continue."

"The Black Dragon Kingdom has its own state religion, and now there's the Star Demon Sea. Where is there any place for the Infinite Bright King Sect to gain a foothold?"

The two sides had a heated argument, but it seemed that no one could convince the other in the end.

Then, there is only one last way left.

Especially at this tense moment, both sides are destined to reach this point.

Immediately.

The Dharma King Wuliang turned his head and said to Ming Cangwu:

"Master Ming, I need to take care of our sect's family affairs first."

"I hope you won't interfere in the internal disputes of my Wuliang Mingwang Sect."

Ming Cangwu nodded as a guarantee.

Although he wanted to help Wuliang Dharma King deal with Niu-Tou Vajra King, he also knew that this was not the time to go against Wuliang Dharma King's wishes.

I saw the Infinite Dharma King slowly stand up from the lotus platform and said solemnly:

"Ox-Headed Vajra King, this dispute is between you and me. Please do not let the disciples of the sect kill each other and cause unnecessary casualties."

Niu Tou Ming Wang also slowly stepped forward, chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and replied:
"The poor monk has this intention."

The two men waved their hands, and the disciples around them dispersed, forming a wide space around them.

Then, I saw the two people slowly approaching, with steady and firm steps, until they were less than one meter away.

Then, the two of them suddenly used their power.

"Bang!!!!"

The ground suddenly shook violently, as if there was a small earthquake.

The two men's feet seemed to be deeply rooted in the earth, motionless, like two towering mountains.

The Wuliang Mingwang Sect's martial arts emphasizes that power comes from the ground. The more steadily the two people stand, the stronger their power will be.

Then, the two of them raised their palms together and attacked each other with tremendous force.

"Oh!"

With a dull thud, the two palms collided perfectly.

In an instant, the two men's monk robes moved without wind, their sleeves fluttered, and even their eyebrows and beards fluttered in the wind.

From the very beginning, they actually started competing in internal strength.

Comparing internal strength is the simplest and most brutal way to determine victory or defeat.

This is purely a contest of who has deeper internal strength, and completely ignores the influence of the exquisiteness of the moves and the fighting will.

This kind of competition is often particularly cruel, and if you are not careful, you will suffer heavy losses.

On the other hand, the fight between the Great Snow Mountain Sect and Hu Yanxian's gang was much more exciting.

Bai Qiuying is worthy of being the head of the Great Snow Mountain Sect. He is an expert in both palm and sword techniques. Once he starts to fight, it seems as if he has drawn all the cold wind and snow from the entire snow mountain. The overflowing cold air from the ice and snow makes the surrounding air condense.

Hu Yanxian was good at swordsmanship and claw skills. He was like a ferocious beast, charging through the crowd. Wherever he went, the flashing of swords and the sharp shadows of claws were there, which made people tremble with fear.

Not only did the two sides engage in fierce competition in forming and breaking formations, but there were also desperate fights between individuals and close cooperation between masters.

For a while, the two sides fought hard and the outcome was unpredictable.

Seeing this, Cangdu immediately gave his orders to his subordinates:
"Two people, go and quickly report what's happening here!"

The two guards immediately took the order, turned around like lightning, and ran out of the valley.

These two foreign soldiers were very good at light work. They ran as silently as ghosts. It seemed that they merged into the shadows, making it difficult to detect them.

But when the two of them had run less than a hundred steps, they suddenly seemed to hit an invisible barrier and their bodies stopped abruptly.

The expressions on their faces instantly became extremely stiff, as if they were cast under a spell.

The next moment, a horrifying scene happened.

The two soldiers were shattered into pieces in an instant.

It was as if they were chopped into pieces by countless extremely sharp blades in an instant.

Such a strange scene made many people terrified and filled with endless fear.

Cangdu's expression changed, and he quickly grabbed a torch and threw it forward.

In the flickering firelight, I saw some faint blood lines on the path the two soldiers passed.

But upon closer inspection, this is not a real blood line!
Instead, there were countless thin silk threads crisscrossing each other, which were almost imperceptible to the naked eye. The blood of the two soldiers was stained on these threads, giving them the appearance of blood lines.

"It's the golden silk from the Star Demon Sea!"

Cang Du couldn't help but be shocked.

The golden silk is extremely thin, yet extremely tough and sharp. Once the flesh, blood, and bones of the human body hit the golden silk, they will be easily cut like tofu.

Now, the exit of the valley has been tightly blocked by hundreds of golden silk threads, making it airtight.

Just now, the two soldiers were utterly unaware of the situation and suddenly crashed into this large net made of woven golden silk threads, which caused them to be cut into countless pieces in an instant.

"Release the carrier pigeon!"

Cangdu made a prompt decision and gave another order.

A guard quickly opened the pigeon cage, tied the note with the message tightly to the pigeon's leg, and then threw the pigeon into the sky with force.

The carrier pigeon immediately spread its wings and flew high.

However, when the carrier pigeon flew to a height of less than twenty meters, tragedy struck again.

The carrier pigeons instantly turned into countless pieces and fell from the sky like a bloody rain.

"Someone actually laid out golden silk above the valley?!"

When Cangdu saw this scene, he couldn't help but gasp and thought to himself that something was wrong.

The next moment, a sinister man in a black robe slowly appeared at the entrance of the valley.

This person turned out to be the right demon envoy Black Eagle of the Star Demon Sea!
Ming Cangwu had sent him to fetch tea before, but he never returned.

It turned out that he had secretly used golden silk to completely seal the exit and top of the valley, setting this deadly trap.

The right demon envoy Black Eagle smiled ferociously at Cangdu. The strange patterns tattooed on his face twisted and distorted with his smile, making him look particularly hideous and terrifying.

Then he slowly opened his mouth, and I saw that there were more than ten copper rings on his tongue, which were flashing strangely in the firelight.

"No one can leave tonight!"

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

The right demon, Black Eagle, let out a creepy laugh that echoed through the valley like a curse from hell.

There was madness on his face, and his eyes were filled with boundless bloodlust, like a hungry beast staring at its prey.

Cangdu stared coldly at the right demon envoy Black Eagle. His face was gloomy and anger was surging in his eyes.

He knew very well that today could not end well.

Immediately, Cangdu placed his hand on the hilt of the knife.

The long sword is about to be unsheathed!
(End of this chapter)