No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous with the Mirror Division.

Since the establishment of the Mirror Division, it has been highly praised and has become the sharpest blade in the imperial court, and it is also the best blade to use.

All those who are blessed by the Mirror Keeper will praise the Mirror Chef for its goodness.

However, there are still some wicked people and some demons who will be exterminated by the Mirror Division.

Of course, whether it is good or bad, when people in the rivers and lakes talk about the mirror division, they are all discolored.

Compared with the good of the Mirror Division to the knights, they often remember the bad of the Mirror Division more.

The same is true of many things in life, if you do something good, others will often not remember you, but as long as you do a bad thing, you will always be branded as "bad"!

The Mirror Division is such a "bad guy".

In the rivers and lakes, it has the reputation of being a lackey of the imperial court.

The scar warrior's eyes widened, he still couldn't believe that Song Zhong really dared to make a move.

The Scar Warrior even suspected that the scene just now was a dream, but unfortunately, this was really what happened!

Ignorant swordsman, dare to provoke the majesty of the Mirror Division!

The Scar Warrior waved his hand, and the two members of the Mirror Division behind him drew their splendid knives one after another.

They stood up and slashed their hands in front of them.

The splendid knife is slender and sharp, and the blade is sharpened, which is especially suitable for cutting skin and meat.

Song Zhong picked up the sword he had discarded, and waved it casually twice, and a terrifying sword aura bloomed.

This sword aura was fierce, and the three masters of the mirror felt that they were facing the cold wind in winter, the wind was biting, and it went straight to the depths of their hearts.

Song Zhong's sword qi was really terrifying.

"I don't want to do anything with you. Song Zhong shook his head and sighed.

The Mirror Division is an institution that the Infinite Holy Sect would not dare to provoke easily.

Every time he went on a mission, the elders of the Wuji Holy Sect would repeatedly tell him not to provoke the Mirror Division.

The Wuji Holy Sect is the number one sect in the Ning Kingdom, and it is called the most ferocious demon sect by the warriors of the rivers and lakes!

However, the Infinite Holy Sect still didn't dare to provoke the Mirror Commander Division easily, which shows the horror of the Mirror Division!

The sword qi was continuously released, causing tremendous pressure on the three martial artists of the Mirror Division.

After all, the martial arts of the three of them are low, only the scar martial artist is a second-rate realm, and the other two are just a third-rate realm.

Song Zhong's sword aura made the three members of the Mirror Division present a little breathless.

The Scar Warrior took a deep breath and asked, "Could it be that you killed the person in charge of the Mirror Division, and you want to be in charge of the Mirror Division so simply?"

Song Zhong asked rhetorically: "The person in charge of the Mirror Division? When did the big boss of the Black Wind Village become the person in charge of the Mirror Division? ”

The scar warrior was speechless for a while, if the person who became the big boss of the Black Wind Village was the person in charge of the Mirror Division, it would mean that the Black Wind Village and the Mirror Division were in collusion, and at that time, it would be rumored in the rivers and lakes that the Mirror Division had fallen into the devil's path, and it would become an institution despised by the people of the world.

The scar warrior didn't dare to answer indiscriminately, but just said: "Killing people pays for life, it is justified, you killed someone in the territory of the Mirror Division, that is what the Mirror Division should be in charge of, it is not easy for you to practice, I advise you to return quickly, and you can also leave you a glimmer of life, otherwise waiting for the arrival of the Lord of the Mirror Division, you will definitely be brought to justice!"

The young swordsman rolled his eyes, did this martial artist in charge of the mirror division speak in a set way?

"So, you're going to do it, right?" Song Zhong smiled: "It's nameless in Xia, and it's normal that you haven't heard of Zaixia's name, but do you know?I'm a disciple of the Wuji Holy Sect in the Burial Hall, and I was ordered to slaughter three hundred people in the Black Wind Village, do you have any opinions?"

Song Zhong took a step forward, and the pride of the swordsman was revealed.

Especially the sword in Song Zhong's hand, the sword has already been infused with internal force, just waiting for the three people in charge of the mirror to decide the result, if the three people in charge of the mirror department can't think about it, then Song Zhong has to send them on the road!

"Wuji Holy Sect!

"I didn't expect him to be a member of the Wuji Holy Sect, no wonder he acted so arrogantly!"

"Wait, Song Zhong... A sword to the end... Could he be the rumored swordsman?"

"What a big screen mountain, it's clearly a hot potato!"

Two of the three people in charge of the mirror department spoke instantly, with a hint of horror in their words.

Just as the people in the rivers and lakes are afraid of the Mirror Division, many martial artists are also afraid of the Wuji Holy Sect.

God knows what this Infinite Holy Sect will do when it goes crazy?

"Brother, otherwise... Forget it?"

The member of the Mirror Division on the left side of the scarred warrior poked him in the shoulder.

The scar warrior looked sideways, and saw that his brother, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, actually had the mood of retreating.

The scar warrior looked at the brother on the right again, and the brother on the right also had a frightened expression on his face.

The Scar Warrior sighed faintly and said, "But, if that's the case, how should we explain to Lord Commander-in-Chief?"

The young swordsman smiled and made a plan: "Since I can kill a first-class master, with the ability of you second-rate martial artists, how can you stop me? ”

The scar warrior sneered again and again, and said angrily: "Don't be complacent, today's incident is that the three brothers are incompetent, and they can't save the face of the Mirror Division, but it's not that the Mirror Division is incompetent, you wait, I'll go back immediately to report to the Lord of the Mirror Division, there are many capable people in the Mirror Division, and someone will soon come to clean you up, and at that time, even the Wuji Holy Sect can't protect you!"

Song Zhongheng's eyebrows were cold, and his charming eyes were full of murderous intent at the moment.

The scar warrior swallowed his saliva and scolded: "Stinky boy, you wait! You won't be arrogant for long! Offend the Mirror Boss and dare to be so presumptuous, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"

"Dare to provoke the majesty of the Mirror Division! You are simply impatient. ”

"Our family's Chief Banner and the Hundred Households will not let you go!"

The threatening sentences were one after another, but Song Zhong did not have the slightest fear.

Seeing the three of them leaving, Song Zhong did not stop him.

In charge of the Mirror Division, after all, it is still a behemoth that he does not dare to provoke for the time being.

However, he killed Heifeng Village, which has nothing to do with the Mirror Division, and presumably the Mirror Division does not dare to come forward.

Dragging the corpse of the big boss of Heifeng Village, Song finally walked through a large cornfield and returned to the official road.

Next to the official road, the fat man sat cross-legged on a crooked-necked tree to breathe, and there was a crooked-necked tree to shade the sun, allowing the scorching sun to burn like a fire, and the fat man was not afraid.

Song Sheng's body was tall, and the sound he made had already woken up the fat man by dragging the corpse of the big boss of the Black Wind Village.

"Brother, you're back!"

The fat man's eyes lit up, and he was full of joy, and Huo Ran stood up.

"How are you injured?"

"Hahaha, brother, you don't know, I'm as strong as a cow. ”

"I don't think the cow is as strong as you..."

"Damn, are you praising me or hurting me? ”

"Alright, there's business to be done. ”

Song finally waved his hand, threw out the corpse of the big boss in his hand, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled several times in a row until it rolled to the feet of the fat man.