Of course, there was nowhere in the world that wasn't part of the jianghu, and the martial artists could never be wiped out completely.
They were probably planning to kill off a batch of highly skilled martial artists at the upper levels of the pyramid, leaving behind only those in the middle and lower levels who posed no threat. Then, years later, they would simply repeat the process, ensuring that no one could ever threaten their imperial power.
Alternatively, after killing off some of the stubborn ones, they could send people into the jianghu to repeat the same trick—have someone become Martial Arts Alliance Leader, then control the entire martial world through him.
"These are people from the imperial court. Kill them!"
Su Qiao hurriedly shouted, then flew downward with her sword in hand, the tip aimed straight at the leader at the rear.
Everyone else reacted as well. They no longer cared who their opponents were and charged in with swords and sabers raised.
"Everyone, come out and wipe them out." Ye Shaoxuan waved his sword and called all his people out. Then, while hacking and killing his way forward, he rushed toward Su Qiao.
This Martial Arts Convention was probably the liveliest—and bloodiest—in a hundred years!
Even when the struggle for the position of Alliance Leader had been at its fiercest in the past, only a few dozen people had died. This time, however, it was different.
At the beginning, many people had already died in the melee between Flying Eagle Fortress and Gathering of Sages Villa. Since no one knew whom to help, everyone had hesitated and held back.
Immediately afterward, a group of well-trained men in black suddenly emerged without a sound. Judging from their uniform movements, their speed of advance, and the distinctive flying butterfly