Xu Zixian and Tang Yu didn't know that they were not the only ones who wanted to uphold justice for those people.

"Old man, please stay."

The young man in a white coat and black cloak raised his hand to stop the old man who was hurrying home.

"Dare to ask the old man, how to listen to the Wind Sword Sect?"

The old man was in a hurry to go home, and he was stopped at the moment, and he was not happy in his heart.

However, after seeing that the person who stopped him was a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, he was a little more patient.

"Go all the way north out of the city, and the biggest mountain is."

The old man kindly reminded: "The hour is late, the city gate is closed, little doll, you don't want to go again." ”

"Little doll, listen to the old man's advice, even if you are an apprentice, don't go to the Wind Sword Sect, at least, don't go to the Wind Sword Sect in Xuancang City,"

"The younger generation is not going to apprentice... Anyway, thank you very much, old man. ”

The boy bowed his head very politely and headed north.

Seeing him like this, the old man knew that this was a disobedient person, and sighed silently at the young man's back.

The Listening Wind Sword Sect may be a good sect, but the Sword Sect in Xuancang City is divided, and there are few clean ones inside.

No matter how good a person goes, he will be dirty after a few years.

The young man who asked for directions, his eyes were extremely clear, without a trace of cloudiness, and he was obviously a clean child who did not know the dangers of the world.

It was a pity that such a clean child entered such a dirty Sword Sect.

The old man was like this, silently watching the young man's distant back, and his heart was full of emotion.

A gust of evening breeze suddenly blew in the sky, blowing up the young man's black cloak, revealing the white suit he had hidden underneath, and also revealing the four blood-red characters embroidered on his back.

And as the cloak fell, everything was once again hidden in the darkness.

"Impartiality... Morality..."

The old man looked at the young man's back and muttered to himself.

"In such a world, it is really strange that someone would embroider such words on their backs."

……

In the territory of Tianfeng, there is such a group of people.

They are madmen in the eyes of the Xuandao Sect, mad dogs in the mouths of the big families.

They are rare normal people in this world that can force people into ghosts, and they are also rare madmen.

They were uniformly dressed, black on the outside and white on the inside.

They will embroider four eye-catching blood-red characters on the back of the white suit.

The left book is fair, and the right is right.

The top is just, and the bottom is morality.

They taught the ministers to write justice, so that the heavens were moral.

They do justice for the Lord and uphold justice for all peoples.

They are the Heavenly Wind Supervision Division.

Supervise the supervision of hundreds of officials, supervise the sect, supervise the family, and supervise the supervision of the mysteries.

Everyone is drunk and I am sober, and the whole world is turbid, and I am the only supervision department.

The white-clothed and black-robed uneven sword, the Supervision Department who is willing to cast justice with flesh and blood.

And Song Guangming, this handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, is one of them.

He is the youngest first-class inspector since the establishment of the Supervision Division, and he is also the youngest Huixuan peak realm of the Supervision Division, the Tianjiao of the Supervision Division.

Because many people in the Ling Wei Domain and the Seven Beads Domain were killed, and there was a suspicion of evil cultivation, Song Guangming was ordered to investigate the matter, and went all the way south from the royal capital to the Ling Wei Domain.

Passing through Xuancang City, he originally planned to be short, so he continued to set off, but he happened to run into the conflict between the Wind Listening Sword Sect and the Tang Family's patrol envoy.

And in this process, Song Guangming relied on his sense of smell as a supervisor to keenly perceive that the people of Xuancang City had great resentment towards the Wind Listening Sword Sect.

After some investigation, he succeeded in finding out the origin of this resentment.

In just one month, the Listening to the Wind Sword Sect actually forcibly abducted more than 40 women under various pretexts.

More than 100 people were forced to be separated from their loved ones, and more than 40 families were unable to form a family, which can be called a tragedy in the world.

Whoever can enter the Supervision Division, which one is not hot-blooded, and which one is not jealous and hateful?

Because of this, even if Song Guangming has a task on his side, he still does not intend to ignore this matter.

Finding out the location of the Sword Sect, he immediately set off to go.

Easily climbing over the laxly guarded city wall, Song Guangming stepped on the black knife, all the way to the north, and the speed was fast.

Skipping the desolate dirt road on the outskirts of the city, and crossing the long bluestone steps, after a short time, the four big characters of "Listening to the Wind Sword Sect" engraved on the stone tablet had already appeared in front of his eyes.

Song Guangming jumped down from mid-air and raised his hand to hold the black knife.

Dressed in white and black, one person and one knife.

The handsome young man with red lips and white teeth walked towards the gate of the Wind Listening Sword Sect like this.

Guarding the gate were two Yellow Realm disciples of the Sword Sect.

Seeing Song Guangming coming, their faces were full of impatience.

"Can't you see it's getting dark, pick this time to come."

The gatekeeper only thought that Song Guangming was here to apprentice, and waved his hand in disgust at the moment.

"Get out of here."

"Huh."

Song Guangming chuckled and flicked the scabbard.

The breeze is blowing.

The two gatekeepers barely reacted to what was happening, so they were blown up by the breeze, and fell to the ground in a miserable scream, falling to the ground.

They screamed fiercely, and their voices were high-pitched, which naturally attracted the attention of the people in the sect.

Only when the sect was attacked, countless Sword Sect disciples flew in an instant, and when they saw Song Guangming standing alone outside the door, they were all a little stunned.

The crowd surged, the sword light flew, and in a few breaths, there were already nearly a hundred Sword Sect disciples of the Xuan Realm, gathered here, and the rear was still coming in a steady stream.

"In the end, it is the first sect of Tianfeng, even if it is just a rudder, it can actually have this strength."

Song Guangming sighed lightly and drew his knife out of its sheath.

Black sheath and white blade, straight long knife.

Xuanjie Xuanbing, exclusive to the Supervision Division, uneven knife.

Song Guangming, dressed in white and wearing a black cloak, held an uneven knife in his hand, and took a step towards the more than 100 Huixuan disciples in front of him.

"Tianfeng Supervision Division, First-Class Supervision, Song Guangming."

The breeze was all around him, and it was as clear as his eyes.

"The Supervision Department handles the case, and the idlers retreat!"

He stepped into the gate of the Sword Sect and said loudly.

"Those who stop will be punished for their crimes, and those who block will be punished for their crimes!"

Inspectorate?!

Hearing Song Guangming's self-declaration of identity, all the disciples of the Sword Sect were shocked.

Anyone who mixes in the Heavenly Wind Xuandao, who has not heard the name of this group of mad dogs?

In terms of strength, the Supervision Department is not the top in Tianfeng.

In terms of power, they can't even be called first-class.

But even so, this group of people is still the most troublesome existence for the Heavenly Wind Xuan.

Because, they are real mad dogs.

A mad dog that can chase you all the way to bite a piece of meat without even wanting your life for an ordinary commoner, or even a lowly beggar!

For a moment, all the disciples flinched a little.

But after all, they were disciples of the Wind Sword Sect and were protégés of the First Heavenly Wind Sect.

They are nearly 100 in the Xuan Realm, and if they retreat in the face of a small supervision today, they will not have to mix in front of other sects in the future.

"You are the overseer, so you can't break into my sect for no reason!"

A disciple who knew the top grade of the Xuan Realm stood up.

"Inspector Song, please go back, if you take a step forward, don't blame me for not waiting..."

"Huh!"

A cyan wind blade swept by, smashing the disciple of the sword in the sky from the air.

"Those who stop will be punished for their crimes, and those who hinder will be punished for their crimes."

Song Guangming strode forward and walked towards the disciples of the Sword Sect.

"It seems that none of you plan to retreat."

Seeing that all the Sword Sect disciples jumped into the air one after another, greeted each other with swords, and prepared to defend against the enemy, a cold light flashed in Song Guangming's eyes.

"In that case, this inspector will have to enforce the law!"

He waved the uneven knife in his hand, and the cyan wind aura suddenly swept up, turning into a cyan dragon and slamming into the disciples of the Sword Sect.