With the arrival of the martial arts master from the Tantai family, the situation on the battlefield instantly changed.
The black-robed masters were beaten and forced to retreat to the other side of the bridge.
"What's going on? Charge! Take him down!"
Lu Yanlong was so anxious that he paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan.
They thought that with nine martial arts masters all together, they would surely be able to behead Wang Zhonghou.
He overthought things and was careless.
You underestimated Wang Zhonghou!
"Something's not right. I know all about Wang Zhonghou. Where did he get so many experts?"
Lü Yanlong finally realized something was wrong.
A subordinate came over and reported, "General, we have found out that these are people from the Guwu Tantai family!"
"What? Tantai?"
Lu Yanlong's expression changed.
He usually has more contact with the Shangguan family, and he's not really familiar with the Tantai family.
The Tantai family has always been shrouded in mystery in Shanghai.
Shangguan and Murong never dared to offend this surname.
He never expected that the Tantai family would sabotage him at such a crucial moment.
But there was no time to think about it, because the black-robed grandmasters were already overwhelmed.
boom!
puff!
In the end, the remaining four black-robed grandmasters were all slapped and fell heavily in front of Lü Yanlong's position.
Several martial arts masters from the Tantai family swaggered up to them.
"Senior, I'm afraid in the end we'll still need your help!"
Lu Yanlong remained calm and addressed the white-masked, black-robed master sitting to the side.
The White Mask is the leader of the many Black Robes and a guest of the Shangguan family. His strength goes without saying; he has already reached the Saint Realm.
He didn't want to take action, since once he reached the level of a Quasi-Saint, he would be placed on a monitoring list, and if he used force arbitrarily, he would likely be targeted by the Judgment Hall.
But this time he was ordered to come and protect Lü Yanlong, so he had no choice but to step forward.
Da da da!
After he got up, he went to the front of several martial arts masters from the Tantai family.
"As fellow disciples of ancient martial arts, I am unwilling to fight. You should leave immediately, and I can pretend nothing happened!" he said calmly, his voice carrying an indescribable authority.
Several masters of the Tantai sect felt a sharp pain in their chests, an indescribable pressure that sent shivers down their spines.
"This person has already reached the Saintly Realm, what should we do?"
"The patriarch has given a strict order: you must help Marquis Wang Zhong defend the bridge!"
"Form ranks!"
Without saying a word, the group immediately began to form a formation, preparing to concentrate their strength to deal with this near-saint powerhouse.
"Hmph! You dare to show off your meager skills before an expert?"
The man in the white mask sneered disdainfully, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible field radiated outwards.
The opposing formation collapsed instantly, as if it had been crushed by Mount Tai.
Pfft!
Several people had their bones shattered and coughed up a mouthful of blood. In just one exchange, they were already seriously injured.
The Holy Domain is the Holy Domain; it has completely surpassed the Martial Arts Grandmaster. This is something that quantity cannot compensate for. Even if a hundred Martial Arts Grandmasters came at this moment, it would be the same.
"Get out of the way immediately, or you'll die!"
The man in the white mask snorted coldly and strode towards the group.
The group of people, their faces pale, retreated in a disheveled state.
Lu Yanlong, on the other hand, was overjoyed. He waved his hand and followed the white-masked man onto the bridge.
As long as he can cross the bridge, he will be free to leap about, and Wang Zhonghou will no longer be able to stop him in the slightest!
However, just as everyone was about to cross the bridge, a beautiful woman appeared without warning on the crossbeam above the bridge.
A long, red royal robe slowly descended from mid-air, exuding holiness and awe.
"The Robe of Judgment?"
"Is it the Judge?"
Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, and they immediately recognized the origin of the royal robe.
Even the man in the white mask had a slight change in his expression and couldn't help but stop in his tracks.
"So it's Your Excellency the Judge. May I ask what brings you here?" the white-masked man couldn't help but ask.
Han Ling Shuang gave a cold smile, her eyes icy as she said, "Don't you know why I'm here? What level of power do you think you are, daring to make a move in the mortal world? Have you forgotten the rules of the Arbitration Court?"
The man in the white mask said calmly, "Your Excellency, I acted in the secular world, but this time I was acting on orders from the ancient martial arts family Shangguan, as well as the four great families Shen and Long! I beg you to refrain from interfering in this matter for the sake of the family heads!"
He was neither humble nor arrogant, and even carried a hint of warning.
Although you are the Lord of the Judgment Hall, I represent the three ancient martial arts families. What can you do to me?
Han Ling Shuang's eyebrows shot up instantly, and she snorted coldly, "Ancient martial arts families, what a show of power! Are you implying that ancient martial arts families can be above my Judgment?"
"This junior wouldn't dare, but the ancient martial arts families are closely related to the arbitration tribunal. Even if we don't care about the monks, we should at least consider the Buddha. I'm afraid you wouldn't want to cause trouble with the three families for the sake of unrelated people, would you?" The white-masked man still had confidence.
"Ancient martial arts family"—these four words are the source of our confidence.
So what if you're the one making the ruling?
Openly opposing ancient martial arts is simply courting disaster!
It's important to understand that the Arbitration Tribunal has more than just your Trial Hall; there are other temples as well, and several of their masters are from ancient martial arts families. Even the Chief Justice is biased towards the ancient martial arts families!
How dare you offend so many people all by yourself?
Bang!
However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Han Ling Shuang made her move. Her Holy Domain radiated outwards, pressing him to the ground like an old dog.
Click!
The mysterious masks shattered instantly, revealing an aged and terrified face, filled with shock and rage, "You, how dare you..."
"I thought he was some handsome guy, but he's actually old and ugly!"
Han Ling Shuang couldn't help but sneer, "You dare to act like a criminal in front of me? What are you? Today I'll cripple your martial arts and teach you a lesson!"
Han Ling Shuang was about to make a move when she said that.
"Wait a minute!"
Just then, a scholar-like man in flowing white robes flew over from afar, his hands behind his back, and landed steadily on the bridge!
Han Ling Shuang narrowed her eyes slightly and frowned, saying, "So it's Patriarch Shangguan!"
That's right, the person who came was none other than Shangguan Qi, the head of the Shangguan clan!
Shangguan Qi smiled and said, "Why should Your Excellency get angry with a junior? It's beneath your dignity!"
"Shangguan Qi, I am exercising my power of judgment. I hope you will not meddle in my affairs!" Han Ling Shuang warned coldly.
Shangguan Qi smiled and said, "I have already spoken to the Chief Judge about this matter. The Chief Judge has given a special approval, so it does not count as a violation of the ruling. Therefore, please be lenient. In addition, today's events were also tacitly approved by the Chief Judge. I hope Your Honor will not interfere!"
"What? The judge gave special approval?" Han Ling Shuang's expression changed slightly.
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