More than a month passed in a blink of an eye, and the peaceful and harmonious valley made people escape from the dire land of China.

"This place is very suitable for seclusion and retirement..." Jun Moye lay comfortably on the recliner in the yard, enjoying this rare peaceful time.

"Young Master, drink tea." Aside, A Lian showed off her superb tea art and gave Jun Moye a cup of hot tea.

"Your injuries are not serious, so you should be better off recuperating." Jun Moye said as he held the hot tea in his hand, looking at A Lian, who was still pale in his face.

"Young master, don't worry. As long as A Lian doesn't use force, he will not be affected by the injury. Some miscellaneous things are fine. Besides, if I don't move for a long time, my body will probably rust." A Lian smiled.

"Oh, it's up to you." Jun Moye shook his head, but A Lian is an adult after all, so let's follow her.

"I don't know what happened to Wu Jun now..." A Lian looked at the horizon and said a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, with Wu Jun's strength, no one in the Western Wu Lin is his opponent. Even the leaders of the three religions in the Central Plains will not be able to truly compete with him. Moreover, the leader of the Confucianism, the Saint Master, is seriously injured." Jun Moye put down the empty teacup and said to A Lian.

"Yes, Wu Jun is invincible in the world." A Lian filled the empty teacup and said with a gloomy expression, "I don't know if the news of A Ying's death has been spread to Fan Li."

"...It's a matter of time." Jun Moye's mind once again saw the scene of thousands of Tiandu subordinates rushing towards the Saint Master and Lao Buddha as if they were dead.

Click! Jun Moye was stunned. He saw that the teacup in his hand had been crushed by him.

At this time, Yu Qingjue walked into the yard with a stack of bulging paper bags.

"I'm back, what, is there any news?" Jun Moye immediately stood up and asked when he saw Yu Qingjue appear.

He handed the paper bag in his hand to his servant, Yu Qingjue sat down opposite Jun Moye, and while picking up the teacup handed over by A Lian, he said: "Good news. In the past month, Wu Jun Luohu led the Tiandu people to sweep the Western Wulin Alliance. All forces in the Western Wulin have been beaten to pieces, with heavy casualties..."

"Four days ago, Gongsun Mingsheng, the leader of the Western Wulin Alliance, had been killed by Luo Hu. At the same time, more than a dozen real-powerful figures and leaders of various sects were also killed. The Western Wulin Alliance has fallen apart..."

"What about good news?" Although Jun Moye was still uneasy when he heard that the situation on Luohu was very good.

"In addition to good news, there is also bad news," Yu Qingjue organized the language and said again, "In this battle, the Tiandu army led by Luohu went to fight thousands of miles. The entire Western Wulin has been swept away by the fire of war. The prosperous world established by Tiandu in the past thirty years has been destroyed..."

"Now the people of Xiwulin are displaced and refugees are everywhere. This war has ruined everything." Yu Qingjue said with a heavy expression.

"People, ah..." Jun Moye closed his eyes and sighed.

This is the case with the war. This battle between two real power groups has made the entire Western Wulin a victim of this war, and the people at the low end of this world society are even more important members of the victims.

In this world where personal force is supreme, every martial artist is an unstable factor, and every martial artist is equivalent to a terrorist who hides bombs. Moreover, those powerful warriors are intercontinental missiles, and even nuclear weapons.

In this world, it is normal for warriors to kill each other. Ordinary people may be killed by warriors who control their forces at any time.

Perhaps some warriors with justice will draw their swords to help when they see injustice, but that is always a drop in the bucket and it will be difficult to last for a long time.

Ordinary people have little say. If they want to survive, they can only be loyal to those who can protect their safety and provide benefits to their protectors, such as food.

Over time, the unique political system of the entire land of China emerged. Warriors who controlled the top power of the world took the social stage, and people with extraordinary strength created sects and schools, and even Champa became king and Champa was called honorary.

The annexation of all forces in China and anti-annexation are underway every day. It is difficult for Jun Moye to have the situation of unification in his mind in this world. The concept of the country is very vague, or there is no concept of the country at all. There are only the world, the world in martial arts, and the world of affair.

There is no real country, and the only thing that maintains social stability is the morality and justice in the heart of the warriors who control the supreme force. Therefore, in this world, the right way has emerged, and this scattered alliance that seems to be a scattered alliance that protects the interests of most people.

There is no legal system because there is no force with absolute force that can erase all unstable social factors.

The one who commanded the Western Wulin before was Tiandu, and all forces in the Western Wulin surrendered to Tiandu. But the truth is that the relationship between Tiandu and the various forces in the Western Wulin is like a sect leader and a vassal state. Tiandu is responsible for the security of the Western Wulin, while all forces in the Western Wulin pay entrusted to Tiandu on time, etc. This form is like Tiandu collecting "protection fees" from all forces.

When Jun Moye realized this, he tried to change all this, and he wanted to establish a true Tiandu Dynasty. The formulation of the "Tiandu Law" and the establishment of the Law Department and the establishment of the Six Gates were all actions taken by Jun Moye to achieve this goal.

Facts have proved that the resistance of all forces in the Western Wulin was too fierce, and Jun Moye's implementation of this plan was not very smooth. What happened later also proved that the Tiandu, who ruled the entire Western Wulin, had already been a thorn in the eyes of the ambitious people and a thorn in the flesh.

However, although the Western Wulin has been beaten back to the pre-liberation with one move, this is also an excellent opportunity to break and then establish.

Wait a little longer, the new heaven will appear soon!

The county system, the rule of law, and other terms began to emerge in Jun Moye's mind.

...

Somewhere in the Western Wulin, the mountains, which were originally full of vitality and natural smell, were suddenly shrouded in an astonishing evil spirit.

"Successful! The magic sword is forged!" An old man looked excitedly at an emerald green sword floating in the air. The shocking evil spirit was emitted from it.

Wow! The divine sword was born, and the sword Wuhou, who was waiting beside him, immediately jumped up. When he held the hilt of the magic sword, a powerful evil force immediately filled his whole body. At this moment, the sword Wuhou felt that he was invincible in the world!

After a while, the evil light dissipated, and the sword Wuhou could truly see the divine sword in his hand made of the spine of Xie Tian Yuwu.

The green blade body is decorated with gold patterns, exuding a strong evil spirit. The blade body is curved and sharp, and hooks suddenly appear at the guard guards. The Miaobi jade embedded in the center of the circular guards exudes an evil power.

This is an evil sword that combines extreme resentment and the power of demonic charm!

Just as Dao Wuhou was stroking the evil sword obsessively, the evil sword suddenly trembled, and Dao Wuhou suddenly felt the true energy in his body tremble, and the evil sword fell to the ground immediately as soon as it was removed from his hand.

"Uh!" Dao Wuhou felt the discomfort in his body, and his expression changed slightly. Using this evil knife, it seemed that he would suffer unexpected damage.

"Master of the Sect!" Cang Haiping looked at it and immediately asked.

"I have nothing to do, but unfortunately this knife has no fate with me." Dao Wuhou said calmly.

"What should we do? Luo Hu can do for the sky. Without this divine sword, it is unlikely to have a chance of winning!" Cang Haiping knew more or less about the strength of the sword Wuhou. Although he was already the best in the martial arts world, he was probably much worse than Luo Hu.

"Now I can only find a capable person who can control this knife." Dao Wuhou's face changed, and finally put away the evil sword with a good knife magazine, and then walked in one direction.

"Is there a candidate for the sect leader?" Cang Haiping asked behind.

"Yes, I have a good friend, and a powerful man who is good at using swords. I will go find him. You go back and prepare to kill Luohu." Dao Wuhou said, rushing towards the sky quickly.
Chapter completed!