Chapter 22 The Palm of the World
"For the past few days, I have been summarizing what I have learned and forming a style of boxing. Please appreciate it!"
Jiang Ji clasped his palm into a fist, as if he wanted to hold the whole world in his hand, and then punched him out.
The grand and grandeur of fist is bursting out with a sense of domineeringness.
The entire space in front of him seemed to have frozen in this moment.
All kinds of force that came out of the body stayed in mid-air and then collapsed.
Jia Zhengdao, who was located in the air, only felt a huge majesty falling on him, and then he felt that he could not move even if he moved.
Time seemed to have stopped. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move his body. He could only see the fist that seemed to fill the world, approaching in a slow but extremely firm posture.
Everyone could only watch the offensive approaching, and could do nothing except fear and despair.
Even Yin Ji, a master who had a high opinion of himself, could only doubt his life at this moment.
He could not believe that there was someone in the world that could not even take a single move.
"I'm not willing to give up. How could this strength that I got after abandoning my wife and children? It could be so vulnerable to move me!"
The strong will urge Yin Ji's body, and the unprecedented powerful divine will spread the fist intention, and he regained his body.
But before he could be happy, the unparalleled powerful force fell on him instantly.
His proud powerful body and powerful blood were all hammered into mud in an instant.
Jiang Ji closed his fists, looked at the ground where there were only a pool of blood in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Power is the power of fist. This punch that controls everything is called controlling the world!"
This punch was just a rough trick, but it was the key to Jiang Ji's divine will. From then on, Jiang Ji had no weakness in his body, blood, and divine will.
This stance in the world condensed all Jiang Ji's power together, which resulted in the "shot" of more than a dozen people in seconds.
Remove all the traitor leaders, and the rest will not make any big fuss. It won’t take long to take the entire sect into control.
The whole process is very simple and it doesn't take much effort.
The rest is to execute the traitors and then rescue those who were detained or suppressed because they were unwilling to surrender to Jia Zhengdao.
After all these were done, the first thing Jiang Ji did was to seal the secret passage.
No one can guarantee whether there will be spies among the people who follow him through the secret passage, so it is very necessary to eliminate this source of danger as soon as possible.
This secret passage that consumed a lot of manpower and material resources was sealed up like this, which is indeed a pity, but this is the best way now.
As for later generations who encounter the loss of the sect, there is actually no need to worry, because there are two secret passages in total.
The principle of not keeping all eggs in one basket has been understood by the Xieji Sect leader in all dynasties.
"The next thing is to see if there is any chance to solve the ambushers who are still at the foot of the mountain. They will collect some interest first, and then have the chance to cause trouble for the court."
Logically speaking, Jiang Ji and others have not yet gone down the mountain for so long and have not fought with the fortress on the mountain road. Those in the court should have noticed that something is wrong and retreated quickly.
However, according to the information Jiang Ji had just obtained, the imperial court did not retreat, but instead stationed at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, as if he wanted to encircle Xieji Sect on this Tianshan Mountain.
If it were before, the court would definitely not dare to do this.
The Xieji Sect and its more than ten subordinates are enough to gather tens of thousands of combat power, and they are all martial arts.
Even because of discipline, the integrity is not as good as the army.
However, if there are experts who disrupt the formation of the army and the martial arts people are good at fighting against one-on-one battles, they can deal with 30,000 to 50,000 troops.
Once there is a deterrent like Jiang Ji, it is no problem to take the heads of the enemy generals among thousands of troops. If there are not enough experts to protect it, it will be useless for many troops to come.
However, now the Evil Qi Sect is seriously damaged and its subordinate forces are even more disintegrating. In addition, due to recognition of Yin Ji's strength, he feels that even if Jiang Ji can defeat Yin Ji, he will not be intact.
Therefore, the court is not afraid of the Xieji Sect at all, and plans to dispatch more people to completely eliminate the Xieji Sect and reduce one of the major concerns.
At this time, a barracks had been built at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, and each tent was distributed regularly among the barracks.
"When will those martial arts people arrive?"
Deng Hua sat on the head of the big tent, and a trace of dissatisfaction and irritability appeared on his cold face as cold as a rock.
"The commander of Qibing, the monk from Longxiang Temple is not far from here, and he will probably arrive tomorrow morning."
"What about other sects?"
"The Cangjian Palace and Ziyang Sect are not too far away. It is expected to arrive tomorrow afternoon. Some other small sects will come tonight and they will come tomorrow."
"It's coming very quickly, just like a dog who saw a bone. I always refuse to ask them to do something before."
Deng Hua showed a sneer on his face. He looked at Huang Feiying, who was quiet from beginning to end, without any emotional change, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
"At that time, let the people from these sects rush to the front and let them bite the dog, but you still need to cooperate.
One of us is a rosy person and the other is a rosy person. If anyone has any objections, it will be just right to get rid of it. Anyway, they are all fatherless people and are not good things."
As a member of the Yulong Guard, he is naturally very hostile to the people in the martial arts world.
Even the sects that cooperate with the court such as Longxiang Temple and Cangjian Palace are no different from those in the martial arts world in the eyes of Deng Huayi and others.
The two are just using each other.
"You call someone else, I'm not interested."
Faced with Huang Feiying's very unpretentious behavior, Deng Hua was a little angry, but he did not reveal it.
The reason is very simple, because Huang Feiying's martial arts skills are higher than his.
Taking a deep breath slowly, Deng Huayi asked again: "Then do you have any opinions on this plan?"
"withdraw."
"What?"
Deng Huayi looked at Huang Feiying in disbelief: "Are you crazy? If you don't cherish such a good opportunity, it will be difficult to find another opportunity to get rid of the Evil Sect in the future."
"I have an unknown premonition. This premonition has saved me several times. If you don't believe it, then forget it."
When Deng Hua saw Huang Feiying saying it seriously, he carefully recalled Huang Feiying's life. Knowing that what he said was not false, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
"This matter is an order from the superior. I have no right to decide whether to evacuate. Moreover, I can't tell the Lord that it is because of your unknown premonition. We are afraid of death and dare not take action, right?"
Huang Feiying's face did not fluctuate at all: "I know, so I haven't said it before. I've said it, so you should be blessed."
"Why do I feel like you are cursing me..."
Chapter completed!