I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

"This old snake is under my protection!"

Li Fuyao's words were extremely domineering.

These words were tantamount to declaring war on the Dragon Tiger Gate.

In my imagination, Zhang Long's angry expression did not appear on his face. Instead, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, he had never been so happy before.

Seeing Zhang Long's appearance, everyone was puzzled and confused, wondering what was wrong with him.

Could it be that he was so angry that he laughed?

Zhang Long wasn't laughing out of anger; he was genuinely happy.

I have never been as happy as I am today in all these years.

The Sword Gate and Dragon Tiger Gate do not have a long history. The Dragon Tiger Gate was founded more than 30 years ago by Zhang Long and his younger brother Zhang Hu. The Sword Gate was founded even later, more than 20 years ago.

Even so, the two emerging sects firmly hold the top two positions among the Jiangnan martial arts sects.

Zhang Long dreamed of surpassing Jianmen, but unfortunately, Jianmen produced a monster like Li Fuyao.

He practiced martial arts for just over ten years, and then went from an ordinary person to a grandmaster, admired and respected by the world.

As long as Li Fuyao lives, the Sword Gate will always stand above the Dragon Tiger Gate.

But things are different now. Li Fuyao made a foolish move herself, so she has no one to blame but herself.

This time, he thought Li Fuyao would come to rescue Snake Elder in a roundabout and indirect way.

Who would have thought that he would openly declare in front of so many people that Old Snake is under his protection.

Wouldn't this be announcing to the whole world that Li Fuyao has abandoned the righteous path and is protecting those of the demonic path?

This made him even happier than when he defeated Li Fuyao.

In this way, Li Fuyao's identity as a powerful figure in the righteous path ceases to exist.

Who knows, in the future, it might become like the Snake Elder, hated by everyone.

That's why Zhang Long couldn't help but burst into laughter.

From this day forward, Dragon Tiger Sect is the number one sect in Jiangnan!

Li Fuyao's Sword Sect is not far from destruction.

As expected, as soon as Li Fuyao said this, the people from various martial arts sects present pointed and whispered about him.

"Senior Sword Immortal, what do you mean by that?"

"Senior Sword Immortal, don't be confused! This old snake is practicing evil arts; you can't be with him."

"Senior Sword Immortal, I've idolized you since I was a child. How could you say such foolish things?"

Everyone spoke up, their indignation mixed with regret, hoping that Li Fuyao would quickly return to the right path.

Unexpectedly, Li Fuyao went all the way, loudly proclaiming, "This old snake is under my protection! Anyone who dares to touch him is making an enemy of this sword immortal!"

Upon hearing this, Pei Yunhe in the pavilion felt a wave of dizziness and almost collapsed.

The reason why the Pei family is the head of the six great families is largely due to Li Fuyao, the sword immortal.

How could Li Fuyao say such a thing? Isn't this dragging the entire Pei family down with him to their deaths?

He panicked and hurriedly looked at Pei Qingluan in the main pavilion: "Qingluan, quickly try to persuade your father, has he lost his mind?!"

Pei Qingluan snorted coldly and narrowed her eyes: "He is not my father. My father died a long time ago."

Pei Yunhe slapped his thigh in frustration, saying, "What time is it? You're still throwing a tantrum. Are you only happy when the entire Pei family is buried with you?"

Pei Qingluan's expression remained cold as she said, "My father is dead. He is not my father."

Pei Yunhe wanted to speak, but Qin Li glared at him coldly, and he dared not utter another word.

"Everyone, you've all heard it. Our Sword Immortal senior openly defended a member of the demonic path. What do you all think we should do?"

Zhang Long happily raised his hands and said.

Led by Zhang Hu, the disciples of the Dragon Tiger Sect shouted in unison, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Long nodded in satisfaction, looked at Li Fuyao, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Senior Sword Immortal, you heard it too. It's not that I want to kill you, but the entire martial world wants to kill you. The demonic path has always been intolerable to the world. Although you are a sword immortal, you have entered the demonic path, and we will not spare you."

Li Fuyao showed no fear. She dismounted from the sword hilt, landed on her feet, casually drew her sword, and pointed it at Zhang Long: "You little brat, you think you can kill me? Even if I give you a handicap, you still can't beat me."

"If you know what's good for you, remove the Heart-Devouring Nails from the old snake, and I'll take it away without further ado. If you don't, don't blame this Sword Immortal for unleashing his divine power today and turning your Dragon Tiger Sect upside down!"

"Did everyone hear that?"

Zhang Long addressed the crowd, saying, "Li Fuyao has long been a follower of the demonic path. We need not worry about his identity as a sword immortal. It would be best if we could capture him alive, but if we cannot, we should kill him. Otherwise, if we let him go, he will surely bring chaos to the entire world."

The various sects present were persuaded and drew their weapons, pointing them at Li Fuyao.

Once upon a time, Li Fuyao was their idol; who would have thought that they would now be drawing their swords against each other?

After saying that, Zhang Long personally directed the disciples of the Dragon Tiger Sect to form the Dragon Tiger Formation.

The two sides are on the verge of conflict, and the situation is extremely critical!

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Zhou Biao asked Qin Li, "Your Highness, what should we do? Do we need help?"

"Whom should we help?"

Qin Li asked.

Zhou Biao replied, "Of course, I'll help the Sword Immortal."

Qin Li stood up and said, "You can help if you want, but I won't. Li Fuyao is going against the entire world. He wants to die, but I don't want to die."

After saying that, Qin Li left directly.

Zhou Biao didn't know what Qin Li was going to do. After glancing at the scene a few more times, he followed closely behind, afraid that Qin Li might be in danger.

When I left my seat, the square had already descended into an epic melee.

Various martial arts techniques were performed in turn, dazzling the audience, and screams of agony filled the air. Every minute and every second, someone was dying.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Qin Li led his men to sneak towards the back of the mountain.

"What are we going to do?" Pei Qingluan asked, puzzled, as she followed.

Qin Li said, "Go see my old flame."

Pei Qingluan frowned: "An old flame?"

After a while, Pei Qingluan realized what she meant and said, "Does Your Highness mean that Bai Zhenzhen is currently in the back mountains of Longhu Mountain?"

Pei Qingluan first heard the name Bai Zhenzhen from Chun Tao.

But how did Qin Li know that Bai Zhenzhen was in the back of Longhu Mountain?

Qin Li didn't explain much; if he had to explain, it would be his intuition.

The back mountain, the heart of Longhu Mountain, had long been awash in blood.

When Qin Li and his group arrived, the corpses of Dragon Tiger Sect disciples lay scattered on the ground, and several elders died with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

Upon witnessing the bloody scene before them, everyone exclaimed in shock, "Your Highness, what's going on? Why are they killing each other?"

Qin Li calmly assessed the situation and said, "It wasn't infighting; it was murder!"

"Looks like someone else is thinking the same thing as us!"

Qin Li intended to take advantage of the fact that the Dragon Tiger Sect and all the Jianghu sects in Jiangnan were locked in a fierce battle with Li Fuyao, leaving the back mountain vulnerable, so he could raid their base. However, someone beat them to it.

Crouching down to examine the corpse on the ground closely, Qin Li felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Seeing Qin Li reach out to touch the corpse on the ground, someone kindly reminded him.

The corpses on the ground were covered with a faint layer of black mist, which was very eerie.

Qin Li raised his arm and said, "It's nothing."

After speaking, Qin Li covered one side of the dark green gunpowder with his palm, the Netherworld Profound Fire.

As soon as the Netherworld Flame appeared, the black mist floating on the corpses scattered and fled like mice seeing a cat.

Qin Li put away the Netherworld Profound Fire and said, "I understand. I wondered who beat us to it. It turns out to be an old acquaintance."