My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

"The one surnamed Jiang!"

Looking at the cannons behind him, the elder of the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect was filled with shock and anger. While struggling, he looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "If you dare to touch me, our Free and Unfettered Sword Sect will absolutely not let you off!"

"Yeah?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai's expression grew even colder.

The old man's face was grim. He was about to continue speaking when he suddenly noticed a figure in the crowd.

"Old He!"

The old man, as if grasping at a straw, cried out urgently, "You are also a senior figure in the martial arts world, please uphold justice for me!"

The Elder He he mentioned was none other than He Changgeng, the seated elder of Yipintang.

Yipintang is also one of the top forces.

He Changgeng, as a senior elder of Yipintang, has not only been famous for a long time, but also possesses considerable strength.

According to his understanding, He Changgeng is currently only one step away from the ninth rank.

In the martial arts world, who wouldn't give you some face?

If He Changgeng is willing to stand up, Jiang Xiaobai will have to have some reservations, right?

But after he finished speaking, He Changgeng's face twitched.

Upholding justice?

"This matter is beyond my control!"

As He Changgeng spoke, he secretly wished he could slap this old man to death.

Upholding justice?

This is unfair... let whoever wants to host it host it, he's not going to host it!!

That's right, he was personally bombarded by artillery.

He never wanted to experience that feeling again in his life.

Moreover, He Changgeng knew very well that Jiang Xiaobai was someone who responded to gentle persuasion but not force.

If the old man had simply lowered his head and said a few kind words at this point, the matter might have been resolved.

But this person, this person just had to go out of his way to threaten Jiang Xiaobai.

Isn't this just plain suicide?!

Just as He Changgeng had expected, Jiang Xiaobai glanced at the old man and immediately said, "Come on, fire! Kill him!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Zhang Xinnian had been waiting for these words. He responded excitedly and immediately picked up the tinderbox and lit the fuse.

laugh!

Sparks flew, and the tinder rapidly shortened.

The old man, who was pinned down on the cannon by Chen Jian, turned pale instantly and struggled even more violently.

This Jiang Xiaobai actually dared to fire a shot!?

Just when the old man thought he was doomed, a whooshing sound suddenly came from afar.

Three figures, using their light-footed skills, sped towards us from afar.

From a distance, the three people looked strangely dressed, with their hair loose but braided into several thin braids.

Both their clothing and appearance were distinctly different from those of the people of Dahua.

Moreover, the three of them had excellent agility, never touching the ground from beginning to end, which requires strong internal energy to support them.

As the three approached the spot, they perhaps noticed the situation with the old man. One of them raised his hand and flicked it from a distance.

Whoosh!

A silver needle pierced through the air, heading straight for Chen Jian.

"The Free and Unfettered Sword Sect is an ally of our Western Desert this time!"

A calm voice came from mid-air: "I'd like to see...who dares to touch them!"

Ok?

Chen Jian frowned, raised his hand, and channeled his inner energy, striking directly at the silver needle.

To Chen Jian's surprise, the silver needle was quite unique; it actually pierced through his internal energy and continued to stab at him.

Chen Jian's expression turned serious. At the crucial moment, he raised his right hand and roared, "Behold my One Yang... Palm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an astonishing burst of energy erupted from his palm.

boom!

The silver needle shattered on the spot, turning into scattered silver light.

However, the old man from the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect took advantage of Chen Jian's distraction to forcefully unleash his inner strength and break free.

Even after retreating several feet away, the old man's face remained pale, and his chest heaved violently.

Seeing that things were not going well, Zhang Xinnian temporarily cut off the tinder.

"Huh, it's a master from the Western Desert!"

After recognizing the three people, Yu Shangwu frowned immediately.

In fact, they had discovered a few days ago that some experts from the Western Desert had come to the vicinity of Longhu Mountain, but for some reason, they left temporarily.

They must have seen that there was no one down the mountain, so they came up directly.

"Who cares about the Western Desert or anything like that!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked up and coldly ordered, "All soldiers, listen to my command! Aim at them and fire!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xinnian pushed the cannon with both hands, repositioning it to aim at the three people approaching from mid-air.

The surrounding soldiers reacted just as quickly, raising their cannons and aiming them at the three men, their fuses instantly ignited.

boom!

The cannon under Zhang Xinnian's command was the first to fire, its muzzle flashing as the shell hurtled towards the three men.

The three Western Desert experts in mid-air frowned, just as they were about to respond, when the cannons around them roared deafeningly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The entire back mountain seemed to be shaking.

Shells exploded one after another, the flames mixed with terrifying shockwaves, instantly engulfing the area where the three Western Desert experts were located.

"Keep firing!"

Jiang Xiaobai stared coldly at the air, giving the other party no chance to catch their breath.

The soldiers in charge of the cannons stepped forward again, loaded the cannons, and fired them—all in one smooth motion.

Boom!

The sound of explosions echoed through the back mountain once again, and large bursts of fire exploded in mid-air one after another, with terrifying shockwaves swirling in all directions.

The martial arts practitioners present all retreated, raising their hands to shield themselves as their faces turned pale.

After a few breaths, the cannon fire finally stopped.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, and the three Western Desert experts who had just arrived through the air had vanished without a trace.

Clearly, it had been blasted to smithereens.

Gudong!

The martial arts practitioners present swallowed hard, cold sweat pouring from their foreheads.

The three experts from the Western Desert were incredibly powerful when they first appeared.

He only managed to say one sentence before Jiang Xiaobai blasted him away.

Who could withstand this?!

The old man from the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect, who had narrowly escaped death, stood there trembling with fear, his legs feeling slightly weak.

Before everyone could recover, the soldiers in charge of the cannons began loading shells again.

With a series of clicks, cannons were aimed at the martial arts practitioners present.

The hillside, which had been buzzing with discussion, fell silent instantly.

"Brother Chen, are you alright?"

Jiang Xiaobai ignored everyone and immediately looked at Chen Jian.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Chen Jian shook his head, his face showing excitement instead: "Speaking of which, I have to thank that silver needle from earlier!"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to comprehend this Yang Palm technique!"

"One-Yang Palm?"

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, then mentally gave Chen Jian another thumbs up.

This guy truly deserves to be called a peerless martial arts genius!

As he praised, Chen Jian suddenly thought of something, slowly turned his head, and his gaze fell back on the old man of the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect.

When the old man saw Chen Jian looking over and then glanced at the cannons around him, he suddenly shuddered.

"I'll hit you!"

The old man hurriedly said, "Fine, I'll hit you!"

That's right, what kind of backbone is that? Screw it!

Staying alive is the most important thing!

"Oh……"

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at the old man, then waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Then... let's fight!"