Ten cannons unleashed their fury beneath Mount Dang.

At that moment, all that could be heard was a shrill scream and a deafening explosion.

Young Master Feng, who was in the group, stared blankly at the scene before him.

He followed Ning Hongchen to learn martial arts for ten years, and he didn't know how much hardship he had endured during those ten years.

He had broken countless bones throughout his body before finally earning the title of "Ruthless Swordsman" in the martial arts world.

However, at this moment! Under this fierce bombardment!

What a ruthless sword! What a decade of wind and snow! None of it matters!

At this moment, those people who were blown away on Mount Dang were all renowned martial arts masters!

However, now they've all become nothing more than a pile of rotten flesh at the foot of the mountain.

Gazing at the firelight atop Mount Dang.

Han Shizhong, Li Siye, Zhao Yun, and Luo Cheng all remained silent.

Under such an impact, it is self-evident what will become of those people on Mount Dang.

Amidst the deafening explosion, the assassins from the Six Burial Hall on Mount Dang were all stunned.

"What is this?!"

"Divine punishment? Is it divine punishment sent down by the heavens?"

Under the cover of night, on the pitch-black Dangshan Mountain, a Tianzang from the Liuzangtang, whose arm had been blown off, was screaming as if he had gone mad.

Back in the day, he was known in the martial arts world as the Six-Armed Prodigy! Countless people had been killed by those iron fists.

But at this moment! A single explosion has rendered both arms useless!

The other assassins who cleared out the surrounding area weren't much better off than him.

Under such intense bombardment, it would be a luxury to preserve a complete corpse.

A dazzling explosion, a deafening roar.

It instilled fear in those who had once lived on the edge of death.

Every time the cannons roared in the darkness, they took countless lives.

Their once most prized stone walls are now as thin and fragile as paper!

Staring at the huge crater created by the bombardment, all the assassins were stunned.

"What exactly is this thing?"

"Fireworks? How could fireworks have such power?"

The question kept echoing in the assassin's mind before he fell dead, his eyes wide open in resentment.

"Run! This is divine punishment! We can't stop it!"

The assassins from the Six Burial Hall screamed in terror.

However, the next moment, the dome on Mount Dang, which resembled a tiger's head, collapsed under the bombardment of the cannons!

The deafening sound completely shattered the last bit of psychological defense these people had!

After several rounds of shelling ended, Zhao Shizhen spoke.

"Reporting to the young master, the east wind has reached its limit!"

Mu Zian nodded. Under the bombardment of such epoch-making firearms, the first thing to be defeated would be the will of man.

"A loyal minister! A worthy successor! A son of Zilong! Openly!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

Mu Zian gazed at Dangshan under the night sky and spoke.

"Leave no one alive! Slaughter them all!"

"Your subordinate obeys!"

With Mu Zian's command, three thousand men transformed into phantoms in the night and charged toward Mount Dang.

The ascent to the summit was completely unimpeded.

When everyone reached the halfway point of the mountain, the scene before them made them gasp in shock.

Countless corpses were mixed in with the rubble.

Whether it's a fierce and ruthless demon who has long been famous in the martial arts world, or a powerful overlord in the Six Burial Hall.

At this moment, none were spared; they were all reduced to pieces of flesh scattered on the ground.

A few terrified assassins huddled in a corner, clutching their heads, their eyes glazed over and their bodies trembling.

Seeing such destructive power, Han Shizhong's eyes revealed an unprecedented excitement!

The power of the cannons was truly astonishing! And their accuracy was even greater than that of the catapults used in Fuling!

It's hard to imagine what it would feel like to have a shell powerful enough to shatter rocks explode right in front of enemy lines!

However, looking at the assassins kneeling on the ground, Han Shizhong's face was cold, and he directly gave the order.

"By order of the young master! Kill them all, leave no one alive!"

The next moment! Three thousand men, each wielding a torch in one hand and a sharp blade in the other, began a massacre throughout Dangshan!

It was as if the land had been plowed in the height of summer, completely ploughing the entire Dangshan Mountain from the inside out.

"A ghost! A ghost!"

The former kings of the night are now terrified, living in constant fear like rats crossing the street.

They even completely forgot how to resist.

A swordsman easily cleaved his body in two, sending the crazed assassin to hell.

At this moment, their once proud headquarters has become their coffin for death.

Dangshan is a very strategic location, easy to defend but difficult to attack; however, at this moment, the situation has shifted from offense to defense.

Those once strategic locations that isolated the enemy also blocked their escape route.

Han Shizhong, Li Siye, Zhao Yun, and Luo Cheng divided their forces into four groups and carried out a thorough sweep of the Six Burial Hall assassins throughout Dangshan.

When the dawn sunlight shines down from the sky.

He came down from Mount Dang, his body covered in blood.

"Reporting to young master, the sweep is complete! Please ascend the mountain."

Under Zhao Yun's protection, Mu Zi'an ascended to the main hall of the Six Burial Hall within Dang Mountain. Young Master Feng, holding a long sword, was somewhat uneasy.

Even though Young Master Feng was prepared, he still gasped when he saw the tragic scene before him!

Corpses were everywhere! Blood was everywhere!

The Beiwei Army and the Night Scouts were expressionlessly gathering the corpses together, preparing to burn them.

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