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This is a middle-aged man, standing with a long body, a graceful attitude, three long wisps of long beard fluttering, very chic, especially a pair of eyes, bright and bright, like jade, fascinating.

Dressed in a cyan robe with a logo embroidered on his chest, he is a high-ranking member of the Cult of the Eternal God.

Following him, another man burst in. It's just that his figure is not flattering, round and slippery, like a water tank, his neck is almost nothing, a big face, sparse eyebrows and long eyes, the top of his head is bare, and there is no hair at all.

Its face is ruddy, glowing red, red like an energized light bulb, and wherever it goes, it is like a focal point.

After the two of them, the people who arrived one after another seemed a little slow, but in the end they all arrived: a team of fifteen or six people.

The number is not much, but the overall strength is many times more than the previous law enforcement team. The lowest individual cultivation realm in the team also has the strength of the high level of the qi path, which is enough to sweep a large area up and down the sword gate.

"This is the Alliance Cleanup Team!"

Zhang Jiangshan was well-informed and immediately recognized it.

The so-called "alliance clean-up team" is a sublimated team for the law enforcement team, and it is a more advanced storage team. As the name suggests, the law enforcement team is responsible for enforcing the laws of the Alliance, and if it encounters a target who stubbornly resists violating the law, and is too strong to enforce it, it will dispatch a clean-up team.

After the cleanup, there was no grass at all.

On all continents, there are a number of specialized clean-up teams. They are ruthless, brutal and bloody, and will not spare anyone who resists.

Recognized the other party, the fat man's fat face collapsed: now I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape.

Soon, however, he felt the strangeness of his companions around him, and there was an aura called "hatred" that was spreading and was very cold.

Zhang Jiangshan was slightly stunned, and watched the faces of the clean-up 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 Tiandu Gate of the Wasteland? He was also an elder of Tiandumen in the past. ”

Back then, Tiandumen united with the Jinsha Gang and other gangs to devour the Sword Mansion and carve up and encroach upon. Then. The forces of the sects besieged Zhongnan Mountain, and the shape was very good. Unexpectedly, this battle alarmed an old martial king, and the sword was born, swept a qiē, and turned the tide in one fell swoop.

Many sects were slaughtered, the Blood Knife Society was tragically destroyed, and the other gangs had to humiliate and offer the treasures of the town faction to the Sword Mansion, so that they could win the opportunity to survive.

The Tiandumen was not willing to do this, and they secretly surrendered to the Eternal God Cult and became vassals. And prepare to leave the wasteland early.

And before leaving, Tiandumen was unwilling to let the Sword Mansion have a good time. So he sent Elder Niu Deng to the Demon Suppression and plotted to take away the armor from the Demon Statue, so as to break the seal and let the suppressed evil energy explode. Trigger the tide of beasts and sweep the entire wasteland.

This earth-shattering conspiracy was detected by Liang Qiufeng, and later the armor was obtained by Liu'er, but the evil spirit was still stimulated, the disaster broke out, and the people of the wasteland were struggling to survive.

Knowing the truth, Uncle Tai was furious. But Tiandumen, under the leadership of Yun Mojiang, had already withdrawn from the wasteland and defected to the Eternal God Sect.

Yun Mojiang and the others were not gone forever, but Zhang Jiangshan knew that when the Sword Mansion team retreated, it was Yun Mojiang who moved the master of the Eternal God Sect. came to ambush and attack, and almost wiped out the Sword Mansion, only Uncle Tai and Xiao Jihai escaped.

Time has passed, and I have encountered it again, but it is here.

No wonder it doesn't matter if it's Uncle Taishi. It was still Xiao Jihai and the others, with sad and indignant expressions on their faces.

In this way, could it be that the two Eternal God Cult Martial Kings who were the leaders were the culprits responsible for the attack and slaughter that day?

Most likely.

The elegant middle-aged man swept his eyes, clearly recognized it, and smiled: "Old and immortal, it is really a few of you remnants." After traveling thousands of miles, it turned out to be hidden in this remote place. Do you want to make a comeback? Do you want to make a comeback? Do you want to seek revenge on us? It's a pity that you don't have a chance again. ”

The bald water tank Han Yin measured and smiled: "It's not in vain that we made a special trip to Nanling." Zhongnan Sword Gate, Zhongnan Sword Mansion, the difference of one word, really has a continuous relationship. ”

The implication is that they are clearly not just a clean-up team's mission, but also have an ulterior purpose. Because I heard the name of the Sword Gate, I came to see what it was, and it was the right time for it.

This is an inevitable result.

The Eternal God Cult is huge and has countless tentacles, and when it is intentionally or unintentionally searched for the Sword Gate's Cunzài, it will definitely report back.

This is the basic function of the intelligence system of each sect force, but the specific regulations are different depending on the size.

Not all reported information will be valued by the upper level, but will be classified at the grassroots level first, and only the important ones will be submitted to the upper level and selected layer by layer.

A message like Zhongnan Jianmen will definitely not be listed as the focus.

This is also the reason why for so long, no people from the Church have come to the field.

But the message will always spread, even if the speed of transmission is slow, but there will always be a chance to reach the ears of some people with intentions.

Yun Mojiang is a person with a heart.

He was originally the head of a faction, although he was in a remote wasteland, but it was better to be a bull head than a chicken queen than an errand runner in the Divine Cult.

Therefore, he hated the sword mansion that caused him to lose a qiē.

When you first hear the name "Jungnan Sword Gate", you immediately pay attention. It's just that he has a low status in the Divine Sect, and the canons are very strict, so ordinary disciples can't come and go casually, so they have to hold it down first, and find an opportunity to sue the two Martial King Elders who made a move that day.

The two Martial King Elders didn't pay much attention to it.

Although they are not called calling for wind and rain, they are also capable of doing things, and they will go out on missions several times a year, killing people, plundering resources, etc., all of which are common.

Killing the Sword Mansion was actually just a private job for them, and it was for the sake of Yun Mojiang's filial piety that a large amount of resources were reluctantly attacked.

The top brass of the Divine Sect did not know about this matter, and it didn't matter much if they knew it or not.

What is Zhongnan Sword Mansion?

A declining sect with no status is just a sect that is destroyed, and it can only complain that its skills are not as good as others. In the Xuanhuang Continent, there are thousands of sects, and there are many births and deaths.

No one cares.

When the two martial kings heard Yun Mojiang's small report, they smiled indifferently and were reluctant to pay attention to it. It is not uncommon for names to be similar. Having said that, even if it is really a new sect established by the remnants of the Sword Mansion, it is not a problem to borrow the corpse to return the soul or something.

Until the Omen of the Split Sky appeared, and the Alliance was initiated. The two Martial Kings became the leaders of a certain clean-up team, and they took the initiative to apply to the south of the Shenzhou Continent, and then they came to the Tang Dynasty area.

That's how it happened.

The elegant middle-aged martial king took a step forward, exerted his true qi, bang, stepped down heavily, the solid stone ground shook for a while, and several finger-thick cracks appeared like spider webs, which was shocking.

"Well, time is precious, it's time to clean up the garbage. ”

Not to be outdone, the bald man grinned: "Yes, Lao Ding, today our brothers will join forces again to solve all these remnants." ”

While talking, laughing at the same time, permeated with eccentricity.

The laughter formed a sound wave, swinging in a circle, swinging bigger and bigger, covering the area, enveloping all the sword gates up and down.

The laughter reached the ears and changed awe-inspiringly.

When the timbre is sharp, like a sharp cone, like a nail, it drills into the ear piercing with all its might, and it has to burrow into the human brain, making it mad and unbearable;

The timbre changed again, majestic and vigorous, turning into a powerful and fierce hammer, all kinds of bombardment on the eardrum.

Bang!

The shock made people dizzy, the meridians of the whole body were disordered, and the true qi was like boiling water, gurgling, completely out of control.

"Ahhh

Some of the disciples of the Sword Sect who were a little lower in strength immediately couldn't bear it, holding their heads in their hands, their eyes were red, and some of them were not good, and the seven orifices were flowing with red blood. He screamed and rolled on the ground, looking in pain.

The disciples fell down one by one, and if they were not stopped and saved in time, they were afraid that just the laughter of the other party would make the entire Sword Sect disciples lose six or seven, and most of them would be lost.

Uncle Taishi's face changed, and he drew his sword with his backhand, and the blade rubbed against the scabbard, sending out bursts of killing intentions, like thousands of troops and horses galloping, and thousands of people raising their weapons and charging into battle, but it was a more domineering sound.

The sound of the sword sounded, and the laughter stopped abruptly as if someone had choked the throat.

The bald man's eyes were prominent, bulging like fish's eyes, and he stared at the old man: "Dead old ghost, how can your cultivation be so advanced!"