The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 221 The Lion King: Please let me try my best one last time!

The billowing black smoke rode on the strong wind, dancing like a dragon in the mountain path, rapidly passing over the stone wall.
The people from the six major sects and eighteen gangs, who had originally been somewhat nonchalant, suddenly felt their bodies go limp and their feet could not even stand steadily. They were so frightened that they hurriedly crushed the detoxification pills in their mouths and swallowed them down.

Although these detoxifying pills are just common goods, they can inhibit and dissolve most poisons in the martial arts world. Even if they encounter some knockout drugs and sleeping pills, they can still have a considerable therapeutic effect.

People who practice martial arts can discover the problem in time, swallow the detoxification pill, and then circulate their internal energy to force the toxins out of the body, and they will basically be fine.

This is the correct reaction of an ordinary martial artist when he is poisoned or attacked by others.

The survival rate is at least 70% to 80%.
Today, they predicted the possibility of the Yuan army releasing poisonous smoke, so they put detoxification pills in their mouths in advance. As soon as they felt unwell, they immediately chewed them up and swallowed them. Then, they prepared to use their true qi to force out the poisonous gas in their bodies in time as they did in the past.

However, it would have been fine if he had not circulated his Qi. After he started to circulate his Qi, the discomfort in his body not only did not ease, but instead immediately worsened.

It was as if in the process of the circulation of true qi, the poisonous gas just inhaled into the body was quickly spread throughout the body.

"Oh no, the detoxification pills are ineffective."

People from the six major sects and eighteen gangs secretly cried out in their hearts that something was wrong. Then, one by one, they felt weak in the muscles and bones, stars appeared in their eyes, and fell to the ground with thuds.

The Shaolin Temple's abbot Kongwen, master Kongxing, and three eminent monks, Du'e, Dujie, and Du'nan.
The Five Elders of Kongtong Sect.
The Six Heroes of Wudang Clan
Miejue Nun of the Emei Sect
The He Taichong couple of the Kunlun School.
The two elders of Huashan Sect.
None of the leaders of the six major sects were spared, and they were all lying on the ground like wooden stakes.

Some people were standing on the edge of the wall at the back, and when their legs went weak, they fell straight down.

Fortunately, the Ming Cult people below stepped in in time and caught their bodies one by one. Otherwise, even with their strong bodies honed from years of martial arts training, they would have been crippled if not killed if they fell to the ground from a height of three meters.

When the people from the six major sects and eighteen gangs found that not only were their muscles and bones weak and they could not move, but that they had lost the sensitivity and control of the true Qi in their bodies, their faces turned pale and despair was revealed in their eyes.

When Nun Miejue fell, she looked at Xu Xingchen and thought to herself, "Although you have millions of soldiers and the ambition to conquer the world, you didn't expect the Yuan army to have such a trick, did you?!"

When she fell, she hadn't noticed what was happening under the stone wall, otherwise, she wouldn't have thought so.
In the Ming Cult camp, everyone standing behind the stone wall was safe and sound.

Xu Xingchen and others on the wall quickly felt their weakness completely eliminated by the antidote that poured out of their mouths.

Just as the Five Wanderers, the Five Elements Flag Bearers, the Four Sect Leaders of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder and others were astonished at the fall of the various martial arts sects in the Central Plains, they saw their own leader quietly raising his hand behind their backs to signal, and then, their own leader also fell to the ground.

Among them, one was quick-witted and fell down immediately; when the others saw this, they reacted and also lay down.

In the blink of an eye, the stone wall where people once stood became empty.

“Eagle King, Bat King, Dragon King, tell the disciples to move all the leaders and gang leaders on the wall to the bottom, and then feed them the antidote!”

"Be careful, don't let the Yuan army find out what's going on here."

Xu Xingchen floated sideways, landed on the wall, stood on the ground, and gave orders to the few people who followed him.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The Five Scattered People, the Five Elements Flag Bearers, and the Four Sect Leaders of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder, looked at their own side which was intact, and then looked at the various sects in the Central Plains who were lying on the ground. How could they not understand that their own leader seemed to have anticipated this scene today and had made preparations in advance.

"The leader has a plan that is perfect. He is truly a god!"

After being amazed and impressed, they all took action and cooperated with the three Dharma Kings, jumping up and down, carefully moving the leaders of various sects who were lying on the wall to the bottom.

The Purple-Robed Dragon King personally took action and carried down Nun Miejue, Ban Shuxian and other female warriors one by one.

Seeing the Ming Cult members moving swiftly and without any trouble, the people from various sects in the Central Plains all showed inexplicable surprise.

They were poisoned by the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder and couldn't even control their facial muscles. They could only use their eyes to express the complex emotions in their hearts at the moment.

They recalled the scene of Mingjiao's distributing "detoxification pills" to the disciples. They thought it was strange and funny at the time, but they didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was their turn to lie on the ground, unable to resist and powerless to be moved by others.
Nun Miejue had the most complicated feelings. After the Purple-Robed Dragon King stuffed an antidote into her mouth, she closed her eyes.

The six Wudang heroes were the most cooperative. After swallowing the antidote, they immediately closed their eyes to feel the antidote melting and taking effect. As soon as they could sense the true Qi again, they circulated it and worked with the antidote to expel the poison from their bodies.

"Report, Master, the Yuan army has sent out a vanguard and is preparing to charge us!"

The believers who were observing the situation outside through the holes in the stone wall hurried over to report the situation.

Xu Xingchen also heard the sound of a large group of troops moving outside, with roars of people and neighs of horses, and the noise was intense. A fiery momentum rose into the sky, as if a murderous giant was standing in the air, casting a sharp gaze here.

Looking up at the sky, the billowing black smoke has become much lighter, but some of it still remains.

Looking down at the people from the six major sects who had just swallowed the antidote, Xu Xingchen said calmly: "The poisonous smoke in the wind has not completely dissipated. The Yuan army's attack will take some time."

"Besides, this charge by the Yuan army is just a test, there is no need to panic."

"When the people from the six major sects and eighteen gangs recover, we will be able to join forces and fight the Yuan army." "Before that, please join me in guarding the checkpoints and catch the Yuan army off guard!"

Xu Xingchen's voice was steady and reached the ears of everyone standing or lying there. The frightened crowd seemed to have taken a reassurance pill, and immediately became refreshed and their morale greatly increased.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The Ming Cult members responded in low voices, trying their best not to let their voices be heard outside.

The people from the six major sects and eighteen gangs who were still trying to recover as quickly as possible felt a little grateful and secretly said, "This Ming Cult leader is indeed a trustworthy person."

Afterwards, they all closed their eyes and circulated their true energy to speed up the process of removing the poisonous gas.

If they knew that Xu Xingchen had previously planned not to give them the antidote for the Ten Fragrance Softening Muscle Powder, they probably wouldn't have so many regrets!
Just at this moment, a heavy sound of footsteps was heard.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall and burly man in golden armor walking slowly towards them with a large brass bell on his shoulder.

The lion relief on the heavy golden breastplate was distorted.
The helmet and visor on the head combine to form a smooth lion head.
The armor on other parts of his body was more or less damaged.
"It's the Golden Lion King!"

"The Golden Lion King finally showed up"

"The Golden Armored Lion King hasn't appeared in so many days. I thought he was no longer at Bright Summit, but it turns out he's still there."

"The golden armor on his body is quite damaged. Could it be that he had a big fight with someone?"

The members of the Ming Cult made way for the Golden-Armored Lion King to come in front of Xu Xingchen and the others.

Not far away, Zhang Cuishan, who was closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, heard the voice, opened his eyes and looked, and saw that it was indeed his sworn brother Xie Xun. The heart that had been hanging in the air for these days finally settled down in his chest.

When the three Dharma Kings and others saw Xie Xun, they were delighted at first, but then they all frowned.

The person on his shoulder was as tall as a bronze bell. He bounced and turned around, falling rapidly toward the ground. When he was only a few inches away from the ground, his speed suddenly slowed down to the extreme and he landed lightly on the ground.

Dust and smoke spread around the bronze bell, but no sound was heard.

This effortless display of skill amazed those who were following the Golden Armored Lion King, and also secretly frightened the people from the six major sects and eighteen gangs.

"Subordinate, I greet the Master!"

Xie Xun's voice echoed dully in the air through the voice changer on the mouth of the mask.

Feeling the uncertain and almost chaotic aura coming from Xie Xun, Xu Xingchen's eyes flashed with sadness, and he sighed, "Can you fulfill your wish?"

"I have killed that man." Xie Xun nodded heavily, paused for a moment, and then said: "Thank you for your care over the past few years, Master. I can no longer follow you to complete the great cause of expelling the Tartars and restoring our land."

The White-browed Eagle King's eyes narrowed, and he said in shock: "Lion King, you..."

The Purple-Robed Dragon King and the Green-Winged Bat King also exclaimed, "Second Brother."

The five wandering people, the five elements flag bearers, and the leaders of the four sects of heaven, earth, wind and thunder all had expressions of surprise on their faces.

Many people from the nearby martial arts sects opened their eyes and looked over in confusion, thinking to themselves, "What's going on? The Lion King seems to be making arrangements for his final resting?!"

Zhang Cuishan suddenly opened his eyes with a look of panic in them. He wanted to jump up and rush to Xie Xun to ask for clarification, but he could only tilt his body and lie back on the ground.

Xie Xun seemed to sense Zhang Cuishan's worried and panicked gaze. He turned around and looked at him with calm and peaceful eyes, not revealing too much emotion.

He didn't want to say goodbye to his sworn brother in public.

He didn't want a dying man like himself to bring trouble to his brother before he died.
So, after just a glance, he withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the three Dharma Kings, saying in a calm voice: "Three, my wish has been fulfilled, and I have no regrets in this life."

"Kill~~!"

Outside the stone wall, there was a sudden cry of killing that shook the sky, and the roar of war horses crushing the earth echoed in the empty mountain road, like a tide, quickly spreading from far away.

"The Yuan army launched an attack!"

Everyone behind the stone wall was startled.

Xu Xingchen looked up at the sky and said softly, "The poison gas has dissipated."

boom!
Xie Xun lifted the heavy bronze bell from the ground, put it on his shoulder again, and shouted loudly: "Master, please let me fight for the Ming Cult one last time!"

(End of this chapter)