Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety Six: Promiscuous and Domineering
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This is a middle-aged man, standing tall, with a graceful attitude, and three long strands of beard fluttering. He is very handsome, especially his eyes, which are sparkling like jade and attractive.
Wearing a blue robe with a logo embroidered on the chest, he is a senior member of the Eternal Cult.
Following him, another person came suddenly. It's just that his body shape is not flattering, round and round, like a water tank, with a neck so short that it is almost nothing, a big face, sparse eyebrows and long eyes, and a bald head.
Yeah, not even half a hair on it.
His face was rosy, glowing red, as red as an electrified light bulb. No matter where he went, he was the focus of attention.
After the two of them, the people arriving one after another seemed a bit slow, but eventually they all arrived: a team of fifteen or six people.
The number is not large, but the overall strength is many times higher than that of the previous law enforcement team. The lowest individual cultivation level in the team also has the strength of a high-level Qi Dao, which is enough to sweep across a large area of Jianmen.
"This is the Alliance Cleanup Team!"
Zhang Jiangshan was well-informed and recognized him immediately.
The so-called "Alliance Cleanup Team" is a team that is a sublimation of the law enforcement team and is a more advanced existence. As the name suggests, the law enforcement team is responsible for enforcing the laws of the alliance. Once it encounters a target that is stubbornly resisting the law and is too powerful to enforce it, it will
Deploy a cleanup team.
After cleaning, not a blade of grass grew.
In every continent, there are many specialized cleanup teams. They are ruthless, cruel and bloody, and will kill anyone who resists without mercy.
Recognizing the other party, the fat man's fat face fell down: now he is probably doomed.
But soon, he felt something strange among his companions around him. There was an aura called "hatred" that was spreading, and it was very cold.
Zhang Jiangshan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the faces of the cleanup team with wide eyes. It didn't take long for him to recognize some familiar faces, and he almost cried out: "Isn't this Yun Mojiang, the head of the Huangzhou Tiandu Sect?
And those few are also the elders of the former Tiandu Sect."
I think back then, the Tiandu Sect united with the Jinsha Gang and other gangs to annihilate the Jian Mansion, carve it up and encroach. At that time, all the sect forces besieged Zhongnan Mountain, and the situation was great. Unexpectedly, this battle alarmed an old King Wu, who was born with a sword.
, sweeping everything, turning everything around in one fell swoop.
Many sects were killed and fell into disgrace, and the Blood Knife Society was brutally wiped out. Other gangs had no choice but to offer their sect treasures to the Jian Mansion in humiliation, and then they had a chance to survive.
The Tiandu Sect was not willing to accept this, they secretly surrendered to the Eternal God Religion, became vassals, and prepared to leave Huangzhou early.
Before leaving, the Tiandu Sect was unwilling to make things easier for Jianfu. So they sent Elder Niu Deng to Suppress the Demonic Edge. They plotted to take away the armor from the demon statue, thereby lifting the seal and letting the suppressed evil spirit explode, triggering a tide of beasts.
Sweeping across the entire desert continent.
This shocking conspiracy was discovered by Liang Qiufeng. Later, the armor was obtained by Liu Er, but the evil spirit was still aroused. The disaster broke out and the people of Huangzhou were in dire straits.
After learning the truth, Grand Master Uncle was furious, but Tiandu Clan, under the leadership of Yun Mojiang, had already withdrawn from Huangzhou and defected to the Eternal God Sect.
Yun Mojiang and others did not leave forever, but Zhang Jiangshan knew that when the Jian Mansion team retreated, it was Yun Mojiang who persuaded the masters of the Eternal God Sect to come and attack in ambush, and almost wiped out all the Jian Mansion.
Only Uncle Taishi and Xiao Jihai escaped.
Time passed and we encountered him again, but here.
No wonder no matter whether it was Grand Master Uncle, Xiao Jihai or others, their faces showed sadness and anger.
So, could it be that the two leading Martial Kings of the Eternal God Sect were the culprits responsible for the attack and massacre that day?
Very likely.
The elegant middle-aged man glanced at him and clearly recognized him. He laughed: "Old Immortal, it is indeed the remnants of you. After traveling thousands of miles, I ended up hiding in this remote place. Do you want to make a comeback? Do you want to make a comeback? Yes.
Are you seeking revenge from us? It's a pity that you will never have a chance again."
The bald man in the water tank gave a quizzical smile: "It's not in vain that we made a special trip to Nanling. Zhongnan Sword Gate and Zhongnan Sword Mansion are just one word apart, and they are indeed related by the same origin."
The implication is that they are obviously not just on a mission as a cleanup team, but also have an ulterior purpose. Because they heard the name of Jianmen, they came here to see what happened, and it was just the right time.
This is an inevitable result.
The Eternal Divine Cult has huge power and countless tentacles. When the existence of Sword Gate is searched for intentionally or unintentionally, it will definitely be reported back.
This is the basic function of each sect's intelligence system, but the specific regulations vary depending on the size.
Not all reported information will be taken seriously by the upper management, but it will be classified and sorted at the grassroots level first. Only the important ones will be submitted to the higher level for selection step by step.
A message like Zhongnan Sword Gate will definitely not be listed as a key point.
This is also the reason why no one from the religious sect has come to conduct on-site inspections for such a long time.
But the message will always spread, even if it spreads slowly, there will always be a chance to reach the ears of some caring people.
Yun Mojiang is a thoughtful person.
He was originally the leader of a sect. Although he was in a remote desert island, he would rather be the head of a bull than the queen of a chicken, rather than being an errand boy in a divine religion.
Therefore, he hated everyone in Jianfu for causing him to lose everything.
When I heard the name "Zhongnan Sword Sect" for the first time, I immediately paid attention to it. However, his status in the religious sect was low, and the religious regulations were very strict. Ordinary disciples were not allowed to come in and out at will, so they had to hold back first and find an opportunity to tell the people who took action that day.
The two elders of King Wu.
The two elders of King Wu didn't pay much attention to it.
Although they can't call the shots in the sect, they can still be regarded as capable officers. They go out to perform several missions every year, killing people, plundering resources, etc., which are all commonplace.
Killing the whole family of Jian Mansion was actually just a private job for them. They reluctantly took action because Yun Mojiang contributed a lot of resources.
The higher-ups of the cult did not know about this matter, and it does not matter whether they knew or not.
What is Zhongnan Sword Mansion?
It's just a declining sect with no status. If it is destroyed, it can only complain that its skills are inferior to others. There are thousands of sects in the Xuanhuang Continent, and there are countless sects that have come and gone.
No one will care.
So when the two King Wu heard Yun Mojiang's small report, they smiled indifferently and were not willing to pay attention to it. It was common for them to have similar names. Having said that, even if it was really a new sect established by the remnants of the Jian Mansion, they would resurrect corpses and so on.
, and it is not enough to cause trouble.
It wasn't until the sign of the sky splitting that the alliance was launched. The two King Wu became the leaders of a certain cleanup team. They changed their minds and took the initiative to apply to come to the south of the Shenzhou Continent, and then they came to the Tang Dynasty area.
That's the whole story.
The elegant middle-aged King Wu took a step forward and exerted his true energy. Bang, he stepped down hard, and the solid stone ground shook for a while. Several finger-thick cracks appeared like a spider web, which was shocking.
"Okay, time is precious, it's time to clean up the garbage."
Not to be outdone, the bald man grinned: "That's right, Old Ding, our brothers will join forces again today to deal with all these remnants."
While talking, he laughed, oozing with weirdness.
The laughter formed a sound wave, which swayed in circles, getting bigger and bigger, covering the whole area, covering all the sword gates.
The laughter passed into my ears, and my ears suddenly became awe-inspiring.
When the sound is sharp, like a sharp cone, like a nail, it is driven hard into the ear hole, and it has to penetrate into the person's brain, making the person crazy and unbearable;
The timbre changed again, powerful and vigorous, and turned into a powerful and ferocious hammer, hitting the eardrums in various ways.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The shock makes people dizzy, the meridians all over the body are disordered, and the true energy is like boiling water, gurgling, and completely out of control.
"Ahhh!"
Some of the weaker Sword Sect disciples couldn't bear it immediately. They held their heads with their hands, their eyes were red, and some of them were weak, with red blood flowing from their seven orifices. They screamed and rolled on the ground, showing great pain.
Disciples fell one after another. If they were not stopped and saved in time, just the laughter of the other party would kill six or seven of the entire Jianmen disciples, losing most of them.
The Grand Master's uncle's expression changed. He drew his sword with his backhand. The blade rubbed against the scabbard, sending out bursts of killing intent. It was like thousands of troops galloping and thousands of people charging into battle with their weapons raised high, but it was a more domineering one.
sound.
The sound of the sword came out, and the laughter seemed to be strangled by someone's throat and stopped violently.
The bald man's eyes were bulging, like fish eyes, staring at the old man: "Old man, how could you have advanced to this level!"