Chen Xi looked at the three pieces of armor on the table, and the words of the black-armored man in his mind were still echoing, and they never dispersed for a long time.

"What is the mission of a practitioner?"

"It's a guardian!"

Chen Xi looked at the armor and seemed to see the picture of the black-armored man Fan Chi leading his 360 Tsing Yi army to die generously. They were going to be the bait, so they were destined to die first. Fan Chi said that he would take his Tsing Yi army back alive, and his heart should have been cut when he said this.

He knew very well that the three hundred and sixty men he brought with him would all die there. And the three hundred and sixty warriors all knew very well when they would die. But they did not hesitate, they marched forward in a neat queue and sang high.

Guard!

Chen Xi engraved these two words in his heart.

He really had never heard of the name of Fan Chi, nor had he heard of the name of the Tsing Yi Army. All the legends about the divine war in the world have been distorted, turning the legends of those ancient cultivators who died generously thousands of years ago into selfish people. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the current practitioners have become even more intense.

They will feel that selfishness is also a kind of inheritance. You can justifiably tell yourself that selfishness is something left over from the ancients, and it has nothing to do with me.

Chen Xi gently stroked the face armor, feeling the last trace of desolation.

Fan Chi's figure will not appear again, and that remnant soul will eventually dissipate with Chen Xi's blood. Chen Xi even had a feeling of guilt, he felt that he had driven away Fan Chi's last nostalgia. How much Fan Chi loves this world and the relatives he wants to protect.

Chen Xi silently buckled his arm armor and put the mask armor on.

In the darkness of the night, he left the inn.

southwest

Where the Knife Hall is located.

While everyone was anxious and didn't know where the hall master was going, a man dressed in black and wearing a black mask walked in from outside. Only one left eye is exposed, and his face is not visible. When he walked in, it was as if death had struck. For all of us at Yidaodo, today is the end of the world.

When Chen Xi left, there was no longer a living person in the Yidao Hall.

None of these underworld forces have clean hands. The people of the southwest have been bullied by them for so many years, how many people's blood has been treated as fine wine by them? After Chen Xi left, the people of Yiketang arrived immediately, and they carried away all the belongings that Yidaotang had accumulated over the years, which was enough to fill seven or eight carts. For a practitioner, the abundance of gold and silver treasures may not be of use, but for ordinary people, it is a better life.

After leaving the Yidao Hall, Chen Xi walked into the main altar of the Black Tiger Gang. There are still some remnants of the Black Tiger Gang here, and they are still doing evil.

When Chen Xi came out, blood flowed down the steps from the house to the courtyard.

Soon after, the strangers arrived again. drove the cart and took away all the valuable things in the Black Tiger Gang.

This night, Chen Xi did not stop his pace, nor did he stop killing people. He went gang by gang, gang by gang and gang by gang. Not to kill one or two, but to kill them all. Maybe a year ago or even half a year ago, Chen Xi would not have believed that he could do it. But tonight, he didn't hesitate in the slightest.

Kill from one street to another, from one gang to another. Chen Xi was in no mood to remember how many people he had killed, nor was he in the mood to think about whether he would have any retribution for doing so. The two sentences that echoed in his head were...... If killing the wicked can save people, why not kill them? The duty of a practitioner is to guard.

The previous sentence was said to him by the great monk Yangzhao when he was in the Seven Yang Valley.

The duty of a practitioner is to protect.

This is what Fan Chi, the black-armored man, said to him.

Throughout the night, Chen Xi's footsteps did not stop. When the moon disappeared from the sky, when the morning sun rose in the east, Chen Xi disappeared into the river of blood. He just left, and no one knew where he went. But from this day on, the name of the Bloody Eye Judgment began to circulate in Tianshu City.

Others call him the Dark Judgment.

Although no one has ever seen Chen Xi make a move, everyone who knows about this matter concludes that Chen Xi alone eliminated all the underworld gangs in the southwest. After hundreds of years of disaster in the southwest, there is finally such a day, and there will never be a wicked person who has done evil here.

People with good deeds roughly estimated that Chen Xi killed at least 3,000 people overnight.

Killing 3,000 in one night, what kind of ruthless decision is that?

Whether it's the Bloody Judgment or the Dark Judgment. Maybe no one will mention this name again for hundreds of years, but in the next few decades, anyone who wants to do evil will tremble when it appears in their hearts.

The people of the Stranger Hall, under the leadership of Bai Xiaosheng, pulled away all the money and property of all the underworld gangs that Chen Xi had destroyed, and hundreds of men from the Stranger Hall were sweating profusely this night. At dawn, the gold and silver treasures in the courtyard of the Stranger Hall were piled up.

Bai whispered the gong and sent people to post notices on all the streets. All the people in the southwest can come to the Stranger Hall to receive silver. Then the Stranger Hall would arrange for them to find a new address, and the news spread like a storm throughout Celestial Pivot City. Whether it's the world of cultivators or the world of mortals, it's talking about it everywhere.

Even the most talked about matter of the nine sons seizing the heir seems to have been diluted.

......

......

"Dark Verdict?"

Sang Qianhuan slapped it on the table, and the anger in his eyes burned almost like fire. This was not the result he wanted, and Chen Xi was undoubtedly blatantly resisting his orders by doing so. From wearing the robes of the Dark Law Division and fighting with Gao Tang, to killing the underworld forces overnight, Chen Xi's every move was not instructed by him, and every move seemed to be slapping him in the face.

There is no doubt that Chen Xidu, his abacus, has already gained insight.

So Sang Qianhuan felt that he was humiliated, humiliated by a person whose status was far lower than herself. What did he want to leave the Mantian Sect for? Not so that he could climb to a higher position? Why did he want to climb to a higher position? It wasn't that he could live the life he wanted to live unscrupulously and let more people look up to him!

But Chen Xi despised him in such a way.

Sang Qianhuan felt that her lungs were about to explode.

He had already used the Directional Treasure to contact Chen Xi several times, and asked Chen Xi to return to the Secret Law Division immediately. But no matter how strong his tone was, Chen Xi didn't even reply a word. He tried to determine Chen Xi's location through Guò Directional Baojian, but now Chen Xi had already cut off the contact with Directional Baojian.

A subordinate who so blatantly disobeys the orders of his superiors.

Sang Qianhuan felt that if he endured it any longer, the people below would laugh at him for the rest of his life.

"Come on, go find Chen Xi and arrest him back! Cut off the contact with the Divine Division, and act recklessly regardless of the overall situation, there is no need for this kind of Human Divine Division to stay. No matter how strong his ability is, no matter what way he comes from, I will deal with him today according to the rules of the gods!"

Sang Qianhuan roared, and the following group leaders hurriedly agreed. But they all know that with Chen Xi's strength, they are not opponents at all. Not to mention that they couldn't find Chen Xi, even if they did, they wouldn't dare to make a move. Even the high hall at the peak of the Lingshan Realm was killed by Chen Xi, so wouldn't it be easier to kill them......

Just when Sang Qianhuan was furious, someone outside slowly walked in. When Sang Qianhuan saw this person, his face immediately changed. He put away all his anger and greeted him with a smile: "Lord Qianjue, why are you here." ”

The person who came in was none other than Yun Feiyao.

This middle-aged beautiful woman who still looks charming doesn't seem to have a little bit of compelling momentum on her body. But everyone knows that how can a person who can sit in the position of Qianjue not be strong enough? Even if Sang Qianhuan has a hundred more guts, he doesn't dare to say a word in front of Yun Feiyao.

"It's nothing, just take a casual look and tell you two news. ”

Yun Feiyao put the broom aside casually, and then walked to Sang Qianhuan's seat and sat down. Sang Qianhuan stood on one side, hunched over and hung his head to accompany him.

"Two messages, both related to you. ”

Yun Feiyao glanced at Sang Qianhuan, her eyes narrowed slightly: "First tell sù what you can make you happy...... Chen Xi, the leader of your small stall, wiped out all the underworld gangs in the southwest overnight, and the adults already knew about it. It was only overnight that the reputation of our priest was established among the people. The people all said that the Shensi was the most just, powerful and convincing yamen in Tianshu City, and this credit was made by Chen Xi, and he was your man...... So, congratulations. ”

Sang Qianhuan's face changed, and he couldn't help but cry out in his heart. If Chen Xi came back, he would only be afraid that he would have been killed. Judging from Yun Feiyao's tone, Lord Zuo seemed to appreciate Chen Xi's approach, but fortunately, Chen Xi's bastard didn't come back immediately......

"What about the second one?"

Sang Qianhuan hurriedly asked.

Chen Xi made great contributions and made a fair reputation for the Divine Division, although that was what Chen Xi did, but everyone in the Divine Division knew that he Sang Qianhuan was a hundred lords, and he arranged for Chen Xi to do it. As for how he arranged Chen Xi, who cares so much. So Sang Qianhuan was sure that he was going to be promoted again.

"The second piece?"

Yun Feiyao looked at Sang Qianhuan with a smile: "The second thing is that from today onwards, you are no longer a Baijue." ”

Sang Qianhuan was overjoyed, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes smiled. He waited for Yun Feiyao's next words, but he couldn't wait to calculate what position he would rise to.

"Chen Xi will succeed you as the Baijue of this small stall, and you ...... From now on, he is no longer a priest. I remember that you have done some credit for the priest, and I don't care about what dirty things you have done before. So you can go now, and if you go slower, I may regret it, and let you die and not die again. ”

"Huh?!"

Sang Qianhuan's body shook violently, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

Himself was expelled from the priesthood?

Why?

He asked, "Why?"

Yun Fei Yaoyun said lightly: "Because I am a thousand lords, because I am willing." ”

Sang Qianhuan finally struggled and said: "Even if you are a thousand jukes, according to the rules of the gods, you can't dismiss a hundred jukes at will. I have to follow the priest's process to find out what I have done wrong before I can be convicted. ”

"Do you really want me to convict you?"

Yun Feiyao leaned forward: "Do you really think you can hide that little thing between you and the slave?"

When Sang Qianhuan heard this, his face instantly turned as white as paper. He felt his heart stop, and his heart was dead at this moment.

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