The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

Tianmen Daoist slightly opened his eyes.

"You really killed them all?"

Although Tianmen had a hunch when he saw Jiang Ning walk out of the hall, he still found it hard to believe when he heard Jiang Ning's words.

Tianmen Daoist glanced past Jiang Ning into the hall, his brows furrowing unconsciously.

The battlefield was too intense; the main hall was a mess, with craters and countless sword marks all over the walls and floor.

This main hall is going to undergo major renovations.

The words "Heavenly Gate Taoist" came to mind subconsciously.

After witnessing the horrific scene inside the hall, the Taoist priest from Tianmen noticed the four corpses on the ground, and his brows furrowed once more.

It's too awful.

The four corpses died in increasingly gruesome ways. The one with the best death was one whose throat had been slit, while the other three were even more gruesome.

Tianmen Daoist searched the hall but did not find Zhong Zhen's body, because Jiang Ning had crushed Zhong Zhen's head. In the end, Tianmen Daoist recognized Zhong Zhen from the clothing of one of the headless corpses.

"This……"

The four bodyguards inside the hall died in increasingly gruesome ways, and even the Heavenly Gate Taoist, who had lived for decades, was speechless upon witnessing this scene.

He glanced at Jiang Ning, as if he wanted to say something, but held back, though he couldn't help but say something in the end.

"No wonder people call you the Living Yama."

There are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names.

"..."

Upon hearing Tianmen Daoist's words, Jiang Ning, who was about to join the battle to help the Taishan disciples of Tianmen fight the enemy, corrected him.

"Master Uncle, I am now a great hero of Guanzhong, certified by the imperial court."

Tianmen Daoist didn't dwell on the issue of titles with Jiang Ning; there were more important matters at hand.

"The Four Protectors of Songshan and Tianxin are dead. Taishan disciples, follow me to exterminate the traitors of our sect and the remnants of the Songshan Sect!"

The shout from the Heavenly Gate Taoist was amplified by his internal energy, and its sound traveled far and wide.

Upon hearing this, the Taishan disciples on his side perked up, becoming even more courageous as if they had taken stimulants. On the other hand, the twenty-odd people brought by Zhong Zhen and the Taishan disciples dressed in mourning clothes were like wilted eggplants, their already weak momentum weakening even further.

"Brother, are Master Zhong and the others really dead?"

A burly man shouted in a panic to the person in front of him, and the others also seemed flustered.

"Tianmen is definitely trying to scam us, everyone don't believe them!"

Hearing the commotion behind them, the leader shouted repeatedly to calm everyone down.

"This is a trap set by the enemy; don't panic!"

Hearing the leader's words, the others calmed down.

At this moment, they were all huddled together, while the outside was filled with disciples of Mount Tai.

Tian Song, Tian Yi, and other Taishan Sect masters of the Tian generation led a group of Taishan disciples to surround them.

Previously, more than twenty of them ganged up to kill Taishan disciples, which enraged Tiansong and others, who surrounded them, thus reducing the casualty rate of their own disciples. However, the battle here is extremely fierce, and so many of them are fighting against these twenty-odd people, yet they are still only evenly matched.

"Humph!"

Hearing the leader's shout, Tianmen Daoist snorted coldly, drew his sword, and charged forward, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.

These people were brought by Zhong Zhen, but they used different weapons and wore different clothes. They were obviously not disciples of the Songshan Sect, but thugs recruited by Zuo Lengchan. These people had killed many disciples of the Taishan Sect. Tianmen Daoist had long been determined to kill them. Now that he had dealt with Tianxin and others, and Jiang Ning had also killed the Four Protectors of Songshan, Tianmen Daoist joined the battle without delay.

boom!

As Tianmen Daoist joined the battle, a loud explosion suddenly rang out above the group, and a figure descended from the sky.

"what!!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out from among the crowd. Everyone looked over and saw a boy standing next to someone, his right hand on the person's head, seemingly to stroke the person's head, but his palm was clasped together as if he were holding something.

Keen-eyed observers had already noticed that the boy was holding a piece of a sword hilt in his hand.

But no one saw the sword. As the boy removed his hand from the man's hand, the blood-stained sword was pulled out from above the man's head.

As Jiang Ning pulled out his sword, the man whose body had been pierced through the top of his head by the sword twitched incessantly, emitting weak moans, until Jiang Ning completely withdrew the sword, at which point the man collapsed to the ground.

When everyone saw the blood-stained longsword in Jiang Ning's hand, a chill ran through them.

Then they saw Jiang Ning's face and realized that he was the boy who had passed between them before the fight broke out.

when!

"what!"

A scream rang out from the outside, and the Heavenly Gate Taoist had begun to kill.

Jiang Ning glanced left and right, lowered his body slightly, and in the next second, he burst out with speed, rushing to one of the people before anyone could react.

Jiang Ning raised his leg and delivered a high whip kick, striking the man's chest so hard that his chest caved in. Then, he swept his leg high, passing in front of the three men, creating a gust of wind that pierced their eyes. Several screams rang out as the three men covered their eyes and wailed.

These twenty-odd people were all second-rate in strength. As Jiang Ning and Tianmen Daoist joined the battle, their formation, which they had maintained since the beginning, instantly collapsed, and they began to scatter and flee.

"Kill them all, don't let a single one escape!"

Daoist Tiansong roared angrily and led the disciples of Mount Tai in a pursuit to intercept and kill them.

At this point, the battle had become one-sided.

"what!!!"

"Don't kill me, I surrender."

"I'm not from the Songshan Sect, I was just hired by them, please don't kill me."

These people could not escape the pursuit of the Taishan disciples. They knelt down and begged for mercy, but before they could say a few words, their heads were cut off by a sword.

At this moment, the disciples of Mount Tai were filled with rage and ignored their pleas for mercy. Before long, they were all killed.

There are still more than 30 Taishan disciples dressed in mourning clothes stubbornly resisting in the arena.

puff!

A disciple of Mount Tai swung his sword and slashed at a man, who screamed in agony.

Outside, they were surrounded and attacked by disciples of Mount Tai.

Tianmen Daoist and Jiang Ning had already stopped and were watching this scene from outside.

The situation is now settled. The next step is for the Taishan Sect to clean house. Jiang Ning no longer needs to take action, and Tianmen Daoist also refrains from further action, watching everything with an inscrutable expression.

These disciples, dressed in mourning clothes, were being killed from time to time, and their numbers were dwindling.

At this moment, the Taishan disciples, dressed in mourning clothes, looked fearful.

"Master Uncle!!!"

At this moment, one of the disciples looked in the direction of Tianmen Daoist and cried out in a mournful voice.

Upon hearing the shout, Tianmen Daoist's hand trembled slightly, and his lips moved slightly, but he ultimately closed his eyes and did not respond.

After a long while.

The ground was littered with corpses, leaving only Daoist Tiansong and his lineage of Taishan disciples standing in the open space.

"Senior brother, we won! We won!"

Master Tiansong wore a joyful expression.

They, the Taishan Sect, have finally weathered the crisis.

The other Taishan Taoists and Taishan disciples of the Tian generation all showed relaxed expressions.

"Senior brother, we finally won!"

Daoist Tiansong could not hide his joy and looked towards Daoist Tianmen, but then froze.

The Taoist priest of Tianmen had tears streaming down his face.

Chapter 303: I am the Great Hero of Guanzhong

"Senior brother, you..."

Daoist Tiansong stared blankly at Daoist Tianmen, his joy fading considerably because of Tianmen's tears.

"fine."

Tianmen Daoist shook his head and instructed his fellow disciples, "Collect the body."

"Yes."

The members of the Taishan Sect bowed and said.

Tianmen Daoist turned to look at Jiang Ning: "This time, we owe it all to you."

Jiang Ning didn't kill many people this time, but he made the greatest contribution.

Those four bodyguards from Mount Song were truly top-tier experts. If Jiang Ning hadn't single-handedly killed them all, Tianmen Daoist would have been absolutely no match for them.

It can be said that without Jiang Ning, the Taishan Sect would most likely have been overthrown, all the Taishan disciples of the Tianmen Daoist lineage would have perished, and the Taishan Sect would have fallen into the hands of Tianxin and others.

By then, the Taishan Sect will truly be destroyed.

The Taoist priest from Tianmen was about to perform a grand salute to Jiang Ning.

This favor is too great; no amount of repayment to Jiang Ning would be enough. If Tianmen Daoist were to act out of respect for his elders, he would be ungrateful.

"Master, please don't do this."

Jiang Ning stopped him.

"Zuo Lengchan has the ambition to covet our four sects. The four sects of Huashan, Taishan, Hengshan and Hengshan share the same fate. If the Taishan sect is defeated by the Songshan sect today, my Huashan sect will be no exception. Moreover, the Songshan sect has a grudge against my Huashan sect, so I will not sit idly by."

"Ning Yanwang truly lives up to his name."

Tianmen Daoist looked at Jiang Ning and shook his head.

Jiang Ning corrected him, "Uncle-Master, I am the Great Hero of Guanzhong."