Evil Seal Martial Arts

Feng Liancheng shook his head and said, "Our new leader saw that the sect was in a state of chaos and that the members were a mixed bag, so he made up his mind to eliminate evil and reform the sect in order to uphold the righteous law. The fact that the upper courtyard has been quiet recently is not hard to guess because it is busy rectifying the sect's rules and conduct. Once the upper courtyard is settled, it will send people to supervise all sides, and then none of you will be able to escape."

"Let's wait and see what the future holds. The Protestantism may not be able to hold his position, and might be overthrown for blindly reforming the sect's rules and traditions. Who will have the last laugh is still unknown. However, one thing I'm certain of is that you will definitely not be able to continue laughing."

Just as the man in red was about to strike, Duan Jinsu suddenly pulled out a talisman from her bosom and unleashed it. The talisman burned in the air, transforming into a mysterious rune that quickly rushed into the man in red's body.

"What kind of talisman is this?"

The man in red examined his entire body but found nothing unusual.

"This is called the Life-Suspension Talisman, a life-saving talisman left behind by the Upper Court. Once used, it will link my life with yours, forming a lifeline. If you kill me, you will also be buried with me."

These words were obviously nonsense. Duan Jinsu was using a feint. It was just an ordinary talisman. Apart from looking mysterious, it had no other function and would not leave any trace, so the other party would not notice anything unusual.

The man in red was skeptical. He felt that Duan Jinsu was likely lying and deceiving him, but he wasn't sure. The Upper Court did indeed possess some unfathomable supernatural Divine Ability, and it wasn't impossible for them to create a life-threatening talisman. If the other party was telling the truth, he would also be killed if someone was killed, and he was unwilling to do such a losing deal.

After hesitating for a moment, the man in red ultimately did not dare to take the gamble. Even though he felt there was a greater than 60% chance that Duan Jinsu was lying, the stakes were his own lives, and he really dared not test the truth.

"I can't kill you, but I can kill your disciple. If you're so capable, make him produce a life-or-death talisman as well." The man in red turned his gaze to Feng Liancheng.

Feng Liancheng was well aware of his master's deceptive methods. He also had the same talisman, but he dared not use it again. The other party had been caught off guard before, which allowed the useless talisman to enter their body. If he used it again, the other party would definitely be able to catch it in time and discover the truth about the talisman, thus implicating his master.

But he couldn't do nothing, so Feng Liancheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and summon a talisman. Sure enough, the man in red was on guard, manipulating his flying sword to prepare to intercept the talisman once it flew over.

However, the talisman did not burn in mid-air; instead, it transformed into golden light and shot out, disappearing into the horizon.

The man in red narrowed his eyes and asked, "What kind of talisman is this?"

"The distress signal can be used to send a request for help to the upper court."

"Hahaha, the Upper Academy isn't even in the same world as us. By the time your talisman brings them here, the corpses will be rotting and infested with maggots."

Feng Liancheng racked his brains and wove a lie, saying, "Perhaps they won't be able to save me in time, but once they receive the message for help, they will definitely send people to investigate the situation. At that time, all the crimes you have committed will be thoroughly investigated and exposed. Don't even think about hiding it."

Upon hearing this, Duan Jinsu a beat; she knew something bad was about to happen.

Sure enough, the man in red snorted and said, "Whether we stick our necks out or not, we'll still get stabbed. Now that we've taken this step, there's no turning back. Killing you or not makes no difference, so there's no reason for us to spare your life!"

After saying this, he moved swiftly, raising his palm towards Feng Liancheng's crown, seemingly about to kill him on the spot.

Suddenly, the void above distorted, and several figures plummeted downwards.

The Upper House sent an envoy so quickly!?

The man in red was startled and turned to flee, only to see several people who had come through the void fall to the ground, landing on their backs, showing no signs of being experts.

"The tunnel of flesh and blood eventually collapsed... This should be considered a traffic accident, right? The experienced driver overturned, is everyone alright?"

Si Ming stood up, looked around, and saw the three people facing off. He was completely bewildered. What was going on?

"Alliance Leader!" Feng Liancheng's face lit up with joy; there was hope now.

Just as Si Ming was about to ask a question, he suddenly saw a flash of cold light, and a flying sword slashed towards his neck. However, it failed to break the skin and was knocked away. He reached out and caught the flying sword in his hand.

"Sword Control Technique? I don't know exactly what happened, but it's clear you're a villain."

Si Ming turned to look at the man in red, clenched his fist tightly, and snapped the flying sword into several pieces.

Chapter 545 Evil Seal Martial Arts

The flying sword was broken, and the man in red groaned, his body swaying as he took half a step back. He suffered a backlash, but fortunately, he only practiced Sword Control Technique, and this flying sword was not his natal magic Law Treasure, so the backlash he suffered was not strong.

He stared at Si Ming and said in a deep voice, "You are the leader of the Heavenly Martial Alliance, the elusive and Sick Young Master?"

Looking him up and down, he felt that Si Ming was full of energy, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, with a radiant face. Where did his sickly appearance come from? If this is considered Sick Young Master, then 99% of the people in the world are white-haired old men and gray-bearded scoundrels.

However, the description of "a dragon appearing only briefly and never returning" is truly apt; falling from the sky out of nowhere is something most people couldn't do.

"It is indeed a certain company."

"Unexpectedly, the legendary Sage Young Master, who is said to be well-versed in the mysteries of martial arts, able to save others ten years of arduous training with a single word of guidance, and who established the Heavenly Martial Alliance with his extraordinary wisdom, is actually a body-refining martial Sick Young Master. It's truly a complete contradiction; the rumors in the martial world are indeed full of errors."

"Not at all, not at all. It's all thanks to the kindness of the heroes of the martial world. I merely gave the wheels of history a gentle push."

Fortunately, Si Ming was also a master of deception, so he wasn't completely overwhelmed by this sincere flattery. However, he was still secretly pleased, thinking that although he was no longer in the game, his legend still lived on.

The news that Si Ming killed the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King at the Glazed Temple was not spread. Only a few people knew the truth, since he appeared under a false identity. The world only knew that the leader of the Heavenly Martial Alliance assisted the Glazed Temple in plotting to kill the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King, and the specific details were unknown.

Even without this achievement, the mere fact that he established the unprecedented Heavenly Martial Alliance is enough to make Si Ming a great man of his generation, a figure who must be mentioned when discussing the history of the Barbarian Continent. His name has long resounded throughout the three major martial arts worlds of the Barbarian Continent, and everyone in the martial arts world knows him, a stark contrast to his obscurity in the Sea Continent.

"I originally intended to cripple you with one punch, but since you seem to know your stuff, I'll give you a chance. Seal your acupoints and surrender, and you'll be spared the pain." Si Ming revealed a kind and benevolent smile.

Upon hearing this, the man in red shook his head and said, "I cannot fathom the depths of the Alliance Leader's abilities, but I have not come alone today."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and dozens of men in black wearing ghost masks rushed out from all parts of the woods, attacking in a coordinated manner.

Si Ming shook his head and said, "It seems your eyesight isn't very good. I'm not alone here either."

"Hundred-Li Wind and Waves!"

Yuezheng Yao gathered his energy and pushed out with his palm. Waves of visible air rippled outwards, like a raging torrent. Any black-clad man who touched them was jolted, as if struck by an invisible hammer, and vomited blood as he flew away.

This move was originally a 360-degree all-around attack with no blind spots, but this is not a game, and there is no friendly fire immunity. In order to avoid hurting the two Daoists on the ground, Yuezheng Yao could only attack in one direction, so many of them escaped.

"Ice Talisman? Gale Needle Hail!"

"Pelting Rain of Arrows!"

"Three Powers Converge on the Origin!"