Lord of the Night

Dongfang Sansan frowned in thought.

Then he made up his mind: "To upgrade the killing, show the heart-attacking blade first!"

Then he started writing, and a letter came out in one swipe.

Directly ordered: "Call Yang Luoyu to come over."

"yes!"

Not long after, Yang Luoyu came quickly: "Nine Masters."

Dongfang Sansan directly gave the order: "Go to the headquarters of the We-Is Orthodox Church and give the Vice Chief Yannan the share of the amethyst mine. Then, bring me a letter."

"yes!"

Yang Luoyu agreed immediately. After receiving the letter, he went to the warehouse to extract the amethyst, without any hesitation about going to the headquarters of the Solipsism alone.

Not even thinking about whether there might be any danger.

Yang Luoyu left.

Dongfang Sansan immediately issued an order to the headquarters hall: "From now on, an undercurrent will begin to brew, and it must be like this... I want this wave to have the effect of shaking the world immediately when it needs to be set off!"

"yes!"

…

On the Guardian Continent, people slowly began to discuss some things.

Moreover, this kind of secret... purely private discussion began to spread outside.

"Do you know who the younger generation of masters from the Demon Cult are these days?"

"I know, what about Fengyun, Xingyue and so on... Anyway, it's pretty awesome."

"Then do you know our young master?"

"This... I know a little bit, but I really don't know who is strong and who is weak."

"It is said... that there will be a ranking."

"Then we, the guardians, will definitely be first and second, or even take the top three! What kind of stuff is that from the Demon Sect..."

"I feel the same way..."

"Be careful what you say! The senior management didn't say anything. You are spreading rumors!"

"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore..."

"..."

This kind of discussion was just whispering to each other at first, and no one dared to discuss it openly, but this matter is really too topical...

Then the official regulations came out: Talking is strictly prohibited!

However, among the people in the world, the discussion became more heated because of this rule, and even rankings were created...

Anyway, everyone is biting their ears.

…

Master Jiu once again ordered and urged, expressing his determination to kill the Night Demon.

This made Chief Zhao go crazy.

"The Night Demon must be killed!"

"Go down and find the Night Demon!"

Experts from the southeast headquarters also sent down one after another to urge.

With such a fine net catching the big fish, people from the aristocratic families at the headquarters of the Orthodox Church began to be caught one after another.

In just half a month, a total of more than 2,300 demons from the Demon Cult were killed in the Seventeen Continents.

Countless bad news flew to the headquarters of Solipsism like snowflakes.

This puts everyone at the headquarters of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church in danger.

The child is like a chicken in a cage, and can be pulled out and killed at any time. Who is not anxious?

Especially the mothers, they are going crazy every day.

"Bring my son back!"

"You loser, what else do you know besides drinking every day? Why do you still drink when your son is so dangerous? I let you drink! I let you drink!"

Then there was banging, banging, banging and beating...

"Go and ask! You know how to play mahjong just by riding a horse!"

Boom...

The mahjong table was overturned, and the men looked angry but dared not speak...

…

Women force their husbands to break down several times a day.

But there is nothing we can do about it. Bad news comes every day, people die every day, but their children are right there. Can mothers not be anxious?

Every time they see white flags suddenly hanging on someone's house, the mothers' eyes turn red and they cry with them, shedding tears like crazy. The dead child was about the same age as my son, and he was over there...

It's really heart-wrenching.

Men are forced to go to bed every day by their wives.

Under the fierce pressure of internal and external speculation.

Slowly, this impatience and coercion turned into the man's actions.

Since it is an action, it naturally has a goal.

Because after all, there are some very good people there... For example, so-and-so, I received a letter from Hai Wuliang last time, and they are all safe!

So many family members came to the Zhao family, Zheng family, Zhou family, Wu family and other families with gifts and started giving gifts.

As a result, among these families, those who were originally from concubines and were not valued by others suddenly became popular.

"Brother Zheng, I heard that Yun Qi is over there... Haha, things are booming. No, our children are also over there. Hey, they are in a difficult situation... It's really worrying. Compared with Yun Qi and others, this is completely different. It’s incomparable... but the child’s life is worth it... Can you ask Yun Qi to help me think of a solution? Haha, I’ll definitely thank you very much!”

"Brother Zhao, it is said that Wu Shang and Wu Bai are over there... Haha, Brother Zhao is so lucky. Both of his sons are prosperous, which makes us envious. Not only our children..."

"...Brother Wu, Lian Lian's side... Please consider the friendship between our ancestors and send a message to Lian Lian. Can you help me... Brother, I can't help it, so please help me. I... I I can’t even enter the house.”

"..."

I have to say, I pity the hearts of parents in the world.

And the descendants of these families go to the door every day as if they are going to the market, and they really can't withstand the pressure.

Zhao Wushang and others then received a flood of message requests from family members, all asking for help from each family.

Zhao Wushang and others held a meeting overnight to study.

"No! Absolutely not!"

"Can't let them in!"

"We are almost done. If so many unstable factors come in all at once, if something happens, the starlight helmsman will not be able to bear the anger, not to mention that everyone's future will be ruined!"

"Even if there's nothing wrong, we can't let them come in to pick peaches. Why? Those twenty-seven people make me very unhappy."

"My family doesn't know what's going on here, so I'm begging for mercy. It's so annoying!"

…

It has to be said that the twenty-seven people who came later were treated like little sheep by the more than 600 people. All the dirty work was theirs, and they also enjoyed it.

Because...the future of merit is in hand.

So even these twenty-seven people did not allow others to come in.

"Why!"

"What do you mean by doing rough work on my behalf? I am happy to do rough work!"

"It's okay to scold newcomers to vent your anger. I don't like scolding, I just like to be scolded."

"It's hard to find a good place, but so many people want to come, that won't work!"

"If everyone succeeds, won't those powerful families squeeze out my position after returning?"

"That's right, you have to be on guard."

After a while of discussion.

Everyone in the escort agency reached a consensus.

They wrote back to their families one after another; "...it's not that we don't help, it's that this place has already taken shape, and the leader of Yixin Jiaoyin has reported the entire situation to the headquarters, and now we are waiting for the headquarters' acceptance."

"In this case, the leader of Yixinjiao specifically instructed the helmsman not to take in any more people. If something happens to the people who were taken in, all the previous efforts will be wasted. The impact is too great. You also know that we have What kind of temper do people have..."

"The Starlight Helmsman has also issued strict orders to us..."

"Now this place is already overcrowded. A small escort agency has 700 escorts, but there are only about 300 escorts, and there are only a pitiful 85 escorts... It's completely deformed."

"If you come in again...the bodyguards are worth a thousand people? This...isn't it obvious that you will be investigated?"

"The Escort Agency? The Escort Agency has already been established. If it is bigger, it will be like a small city in Baiyunzhou City... In this case, uncles, please think about it yourself. This... this is not possible. After all, this is a guardianship It’s their territory.”

"My child is just a lackey here...you think too highly of me..."

"..."

Anyway, it's just a rejection.

After receiving the news over there, this is the reply to those who came to request.

"There's really nothing I can do, the child can't help himself over there..."

"Understand, understand, long live understanding..."

Seeing that the request failed, many family heads immediately turned their faces and began to threaten.

"Brother Zheng, it goes without saying how the Starlight Helmsman's World Escort Agency was established, right? You put the blame on Hai Wuliang, and everyone admits it, but you can't deny the rise of this Escort Agency branch. A little shameful, right?"

"Those reports before, hehe... Mingren didn't tell secrets. If they didn't do anything, how could they become a cooperative unit guarding the main hall? How could they actually become role models? How much blood of our own people is involved in this, this can't be Tell me clearly?"

"That's right, Brother Wu, please think carefully. A lot of people have died. There are a lot of families involved."

This threat made the Zheng family, Wu family and other families angry.

"Being a cooperative unit and a model for the world means that the children are capable and can do things. What does it have to do with those who died?"

"As for those people, they all died in the hands of Hai Wuliang and the Night Demon Cult. The revenge has been taken, how can we still be involved in settling old scores with our children? This matter, even if a lawsuit is filed, As for the chief leader, I’m all right!”

"I've never seen someone die avenged twice!"

"The real culprit has not denied it, and the sufferer has already spoken out like that, yet you unrelated people are still refusing to let me go? Isn't this provocation?"

"Think we are brainless?"

"Such a bloody mouthful!"

"Our children are good children!"

"What's the intention?"

"..."

So the quarrels between the aristocratic families began again.

The matter gradually escalated and reached the ears of the families of those who died, and someone started to stir up trouble.

"Perhaps they were reported by the World Bodyguard Bureau..."

"Otherwise, why would you cooperate with the Guards Hall and set an example... This is obvious."

"This tone cannot be tolerated. The children cannot die in vain."

But when faced with these provocations, these famous families looked disheveled and showed no interest at all.

"The revenge has been avenged... The Night Demon Cult is the murderer..."

"I know what you mean. If you want to be a role model, you must have some shady means. There is indeed a lot of blood on your hands."

"But what does that have to do with my son? My son was killed by the guards at the main hall, or by Hai Wuliang, or was reported to death...aren't they all the same?"

"Why bother to provoke? We are done with revenge and crying, what else can we do? Besides, even if the evidence is conclusive and the child was killed by them, what can we do? Six to seven hundred families unite Together, we seek revenge on others? Are you helping us or harming us? "

"You actually came to instigate us to go against six or seven hundred families at the same time? Why don't you go? Oh, your son isn't dead yet? Why the hell isn't your son still dead?"

"Get out, get out!"

"Your own children want to save their lives and have a good future, but you actually want us children to die to help you charge into the battle? What a good plan!"

"Get out of here, I will never be friends with you again. You have ulterior motives! You really have ulterior motives!"

"I curse your son to die tomorrow! Go and take revenge!"

…

This is the greatest effect of all the arrangements made by the Starlight Helmsman.

First of all, people are dying in the seventeen southeastern continents. Compared with the total number, how many people died in Baiyun Continent? Secondly, many people died before the World Escort Agency was established.

Then you can't blame others, right?

Of course, the most important point is that these people who died were all children of the concubine.

If you want your family to join forces with other families to get some benefits and meat because of this, that's okay.

But the blame has been placed on Hai Wuliang and the Night Demon Cult, and you have already avenged them.

The family benefits were obtained and the meat was eaten.

Now that times have changed, do you still want to encourage your family to continue to help you take revenge? And taking revenge against six to seven hundred families at the same time?

How could one of your descendants have such a big face?

Just because of a child of yours who is not valued as a descendant of a concubine, the entire family will be ruined?

revenge? Sign up for a few!

Could it be that thousands of families united some time ago to avenge your children? Why are you so unwilling to let go even after a child dies?

This is the power of the human heart.

What?

You said that some time ago, the Night Demon killed so many direct descendants without causing a family riot, but it was the current collateral branches that caused the riots?

Are you stupid?

No one is allowed to retaliate if someone dies in the plan of cultivating Gu to become a god. This is an iron rule since ancient times.

You dare to riot, will you try?

Do you really think that several deputy chief leaders and so many cloud masters are vegetarians? Your small family is actually rioting, and they can be wiped out in minutes.

Even if you want to seek revenge on Night Demon, you have to be secretive and not make a big show of it. If someone finds out about a report, you will be charged with it anyway.

For example, the Li family before.

As for the riots caused by the dead branch now...this is two different things from the dead people in the plan to raise Gu to become a god!

Because there is no rule against retaliation this time.

And Hai Wuliang jumped out - our children can die in the plan to raise Gu to become a god, or they can die in the hands of the guard hall. They are all sacrifices for the main sect, but why should they die in the hands of Hai Wuliang? ?

Of course everyone wants to riot and express this tone.

Even the anger of the people who died in the plan to raise Gu to become a god also struck Hai Wuliang's head.

Is there something wrong?

Nothing wrong!

This is what people want! What humanity wants!

…

That night, when Starlight Helmsman came to the World Escort Agency, Zhao Wushang and others reported the matter.

"No, no!"

The starlight helmsman shook his head like a rattle: "Now that the reputation is well known, the headquarters inspection team has set off. If there is a large-scale invasion here, who are you kidding me? If something happens... it is not a matter of everyone's efforts being wasted, but of dying together. The problem."

"If you are willing to make fun of your own life and future, I will accompany you. Anyway, I am not here at ordinary times. You are the one who is at the helm. And even if something goes wrong, I can hide my starlight well. As for you, Hey, wish yourself well."

Starlight Helmsman’s words made everyone more determined.

"But the family is urging me every day..."

"Are you stupid? Of course the family is urging them every day. The family doesn't want to offend anyone and is trying to be a good person. As long as we resist, who has the final say whether the emperor is high or far away? Aren't we the ones who have the final say? "

But Tian Wanqing is indeed a ruthless person.

Tian Wanqing gritted his teeth and came up with an idea: "What the hell, why are you asking for mercy one by one? Isn't it just because these guys are still alive? If they are dead, who will come to ask for mercy? Why not just sell them!"

"In this way, we will never stop doing it, so as not to cause us any more trouble!"

Zheng Yunqi, Zhao Wushang and others turned their heads in shock at the same time, looking at this guy who usually looked handsome in white as if he were seeing a god.

To be able to say such heartbreaking words.

What a talent.

Tian Wanqing likes to wear snow-white clothes on weekdays. He is not tall, about 1.7 meters tall; but he always wears a green jade flute on his waist, and he has nicknamed himself "White Jade Flute". She is very showy on weekdays.

But this was the first time such a vicious plan came out of his mouth.

But when these words fell into the ears of other little devils, their expressions suddenly changed.

Everyone has a feeling: Yes, the reason why those guys caused us so much trouble and pressure is because they are still alive?

Wouldn't everything be fine if they were all dead?

Everyone couldn't help but think deeply.

The Starlight Helmsman was sitting on the throne with his legs crossed, drinking tea, and allowed them to discuss without participating in their opinions.

"Helmsman, look..."

"Don't ask me, you make your own decision."

The Starlight Helmsman immediately waved his hand, indicating that he would never participate in the muddy water.

Clear yourself first.

Zheng Yunqi and others decided to discuss it at night.

"Master, now that the bodyguard bureau is strong and strong, it's just a bodyguard business. Isn't it a bit monotonous?"

Zheng Yunqi asked.

Obviously, these guys have tasted the benefits and want to expand their business scope.

"prohibit!"

The head of Starlight Helm is as big as a bucket: "Now and in the future, we will only do this one piece of content! We will never start a second business."

"Why?"

"Why did you say?"

The starlight helmsman was furious: "You guys are going to quit when the time comes, leaving so many holes. Where can I find someone to fill them?"

"If it's just an escort agency, you can basically do this job if you have some cultivation and martial arts skills. But if you do something else... wouldn't it be inappropriate to kill me after you leave? No matter how awesome Ishin teaches, he's not as good as you. Many families have talents who are very versatile!"

"...Stop coming up with bad ideas!"

"……yes."

…

The next day.

Mr. Fang is assigning tasks.

Suddenly the guard in the main hall sounded the assembly horn.

Everyone was confused and went out to take a look. They saw the palace master and deputy palace masters there, and on the opposite side were a group of people wearing white clothes and black belts.

But the style is the standard clothing style of the guard hall.

There are a hundred people.

"This is the manpower assigned to our branch by Hanjian Pavilion at the headquarters. Everyone applauds to welcome the new colleagues!"

"Snap, snap, snap, snap!"

"We have thirty people left in the main hall and seventy people in the battle hall, ten people in the emergency hall, and thirty people in each of the two deacon halls."

The number of people has been allocated.

Fang Che's deacon hall assigned thirty people.

Two kings.

Twenty-eight Wuhou.

And they are all high-level Wuhou.

The gold star on Mr. Fang's collar was shining, and he smiled and led the people into the deacon hall: "Everyone, let's get to know each other. These are our new comrades. Let's name them so that everyone will remember them. Don't make a joke if you can't even say the names of the robes." …”

"Hahaha……"

Everyone burst into laughter.

But the thirty newcomers didn't smile.

Seems very cold.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Fang Che glanced at the hall: "There are twenty-one empty seats now. You can claim your seats automatically...Tang Zheng, went to the logistics department and said that nine more seats would be added."

"yes."

Tang Zheng immediately turned around and left.

"Everyone, please, would you like to introduce yourselves first? From now on, everyone will be shaking rice spoons in the same pot."

Fang Che smiled.

"Are you the chief deacon?"

One of the white-clothed Wuhou looked at Fang Che with cold eyes: "In other words, from now on, we have to listen to you?"

This is very rude.

Fang Che frowned: Are you trying to seize power?

Just with these brats from the Outer World Mountain Sect?

When he saw them for the first time, Fang Che recognized their origins and was not surprised at all by their current reactions.

These arrogant guys have always looked down on the warriors outside, so it is normal to have such a reaction.

To put it simply, there are two words: I deserve a beating!

"presumptuous!"

Jing Xiuyun waited for an angry shout: "Newcomer, recognize your position!"

Fang Che waved his hand to signal everyone not to interfere. He turned around and smiled, condescendingly and playfully saying: "You are right. From today on, all of you must listen to me!"

"Just you?"

All thirty people had dark expressions on their faces.

"Just me."

Fang Che smiled faintly and curled up the corner of his mouth.

On the other hand, Hong Er, the lame man, trembled all over as soon as he saw Mr. Fang's smile. He quietly stepped back and hid behind the crowd.

It has started, he is going to start again...

"First, I am the chief deacon, and you have just come in to serve as deacons, but you don't even have a grade. Currently, you are just an intern and a probationer. Only after you have meritorious service can you become a formal deacon, but it is only the third level."

"Second, when we guard the main hall, we don't look at the level of cultivation, but only at the level of merit. Do you see the gold star on my collar? It is not difficult to become the chief deacon. This is the first condition."

"As for the third one..."

Fang Che smiled strangely: "You are dissatisfied, aren't you just relying on your good kung fu fighting strength? There is a unique rule in our deacon hall, that is, your strength is high enough. Although you cannot directly become the chief deacon, I, the Chief Deacon, also want to give you some face, because I can't beat you, so... I will give you three points on weekdays."

The Wuhou said calmly: "Then what the chief deacon means... is it a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk? I don't know, which deacon is here to give me advice? Is it Mr. Fang?"

Fang Che said calmly: "Since I brought it up, I will naturally take you for a walk."

He looked at the thirty people in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned as cold as ice and snow: "Who else wants to be dragged out for a walk by me?"

The first two king-level masters showed strange smiles: "Why, Mr. Fang wants to take us two brothers for a walk together?"

Fang Che laughed and said, "Don't say it so harshly. You are not like donkeys and mules, haha, but since you two have spoken, it doesn't hurt that I will walk you together."

"Haha... I don't know who is walking."

The two kings sneered: "In that case, Mr. Fang might as well defeat my junior brothers and nephews first."

"Let's go to the martial arts arena!"

…

Fang Che took the lead without saying a word.

As a result, there was still a queue at the martial arts performance venue.

The deacons in the first hall had already passed by.

The current general deacon of the first hall is being challenged.

Everyone had to gather together to watch the battle.

The chief deacon of the first hall still has two brushes. He is the ninth grade of Wuhou. He has supported five people in a row. When the sixth person was the opponent, who was also the ninth grade of Wuhou, he was defeated.

Disgraced.

We can only recognize the status of this group of people in the same hall.

Although it is still under the command of the Chief Deacon of the First Hall, it is only a matter of official position. As for personal prestige, it is gone.

All the deacons in the entire hall had dull faces.

The battle over there has just ended.

Fang Che walked up to him and said, "Brother Lei, leave the next step to me."

Lei Hu, the chief deacon of the first hall, looked at Fang Che and asked immediately: "Brother Fang, are you also being challenged?"

Fang Che nodded: "These gentlemen are more difficult to serve."

Lei Hu gritted his teeth: "The face of our guarding the hall depends on you, Brother Fang, brother, I was embarrassed just now."

Fang Che patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry."

Although the battle in the first hall was over, no one left.

Everyone formed a big circle.

Fang Che walked directly to the middle of the big circle, stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "Who comes first?"

A young man in white robes had already jumped out: "I am Yu Wen, the sixth rank of Marquis Wu. Please give me some advice from the chief deacon."

Fang Che squinted his eyes and said, "The one with the lowest cultivation level?"

"Yes, my cultivation is shallow and my martial arts skills are average. Let me give you some advice first."

Yu Wendao.

"You can't seduce Yu!" Fang Che stood with his hands behind his back and sneered.

Yu Wen roared and jumped forward.

Fang Che remained motionless, and when he came down to attack at the peak of his momentum, he finally raised his hand, revealing a slap in the face!

He screamed with just one slap!

There was a loud snap.

He slapped the opponent's palm, then slapped him back on the face. The violent force had not been eliminated yet, and he continued to blast. Yu Wen had already been thrown ten feet away, fell to the ground with a pop, and fell into unconsciousness.

Everyone was shocked.

Too barbaric. I don’t care how you attack, I’ll just slap you away with a savage slap!

Fang Che kept his face calm and said calmly: "Next one!"

"I'm... the seventh-ranked Marquis of Wu, and I'm here to receive my advice."

"Snapped!"

Fang Che still slapped him away with a face expressionless: "Next!"

"Next!"

"Here comes the next one!"

"Next..."

At the peak of the ninth rank of Wuhou, the last master, who was only one step away from breaking through to the king level, came forward.

Fang Che finally changed his posture.

But still barbaric.

He slapped his palms against the opponent's fists. At the moment of contact, his palms were punched twice by the opponent, but his left hand turned into a grasp, grabbed the opponent's fists, and directly dragged the whole person over.

His knees were lifted up suddenly, hitting his lower abdomen with a bang, a crack... the sound of his ribs breaking.

The right hand punches out.

boom!

Hit on the chest.

The ninth-grade Wuhou was immediately knocked up three feet, flew flatly thirty feet, hit the wall, and slid down the wall.

Blood spit out from the corner of his mouth.

His head tilted and he fell unconscious on the spot.

"Go and wake him up. Pretending to be dead won't do. I don't want gutless losers under my deacon's command!"

Fang Che stood with his hands behind his back, his face cold, and looked at the two kings: "Two kings, come out and let me, the chief deacon, take a walk!"

The two kings and the two kings in the same hall looked solemn at the same time.

This chief deacon is so strong!

"Mr. Fang is good at kung fu, cultivation, and fighting ability!"

A king-level man came out slowly and said calmly: "I am Pingshan Song, who is currently a third-level king-level man. Please give me Mr. Fang's advice."

Fang Che smiled lightly: "You're welcome. If I want to command you, I have to conquer you. Come on."

As soon as Pingshan Song took action, Fang Che felt the difference.

The king level and the Wuhou level are indeed qualitatively different.

The spiritual power of Pingshan pine is dense and dense, with full stamina.

Obviously he wants to fight and win with his profound skills.

But how could Fang Che have such patience.

The first move was a head-on confrontation, with a pair of right fists hitting each other fiercely.

Boom!

The entire martial arts hall shook, and Hirayama Song took two steps back. He was not at a disadvantage, but was losing his strength.

But Fang Che didn't retreat, and took two steps forward like a hurricane: "You also take a punch from me!"

Hirayama Song groaned in his heart. He felt pain in his phalanges from the previous punch. Before he could adjust, the second punch came again.

Punch quickly.

There was another bang.

Hirayama Song took three more steps back, trembling all over. painful!

The bones should be cracked...

Fang Che followed up with three consecutive steps, restored the distance to the original, and struck with another punch of thunder and lightning!

He sneered and said: "Want to fight? Then let's fight happily!"

Boom boom boom!

Ten punches in a row!

Hirayama flew out with a grin on his face, his fists dripping with blood, and even his bones were exposed, and he said miserably: "I lost."

Fang Che's fists were dripping with blood, but he looked calm. He pointed at the last king and said, "It's you, come on!"

The remaining king-level man said calmly: "Mr. Fang should recover from his injuries first. Also, the sword I use is a fourth-grade Sword King. I am not good at fists and kicks."

"sword?!"

Fang Che stretched out his right hand, opened his bloody fist, opened and closed his fingers a few times, showed an inexplicable smile, and said: "In this case, I will use the knife."

Just like that, he drew his sword with blood dripping from his eyes and said calmly: "Come on!"

"Xia Yun Jianqiu."

The Sword King took action, his sword aura fierce.

Everyone was shocked, the Sword King is so strong!

Fang Che's eyes narrowed and he was a little disappointed; although this sword king was among the geniuses, he was far behind Mo Ganyun and others.

Moreover... I have only cultivated to the level of Sword King. If we don't talk about strength and just talk about the sharpness of the sword energy, it is not even as good as Yan Beihan who was at the general level at the time.

With one move of the long sword, the blade pointed forward like thunder.

Suddenly there was a surge of evil energy, and he rushed out like an overwhelming force.

The evil spirit was everywhere, and everyone in the martial arts hall felt suddenly cold all over.

Fang Che had already leapt into the sky with a flash of sword light, shouted loudly, and without hesitation, slashed directly into the sword net.

With a bang, Yun Jianqiu's sword light shattered and he took three steps back.

And Fang Che swooped down again.

Dangdangdang...

Mr. Fang took the offensive with one strike of his sword. The sword was like lightning, falling, bouncing, and falling again!

Opposite Sword King Yun Jianqiu kept trembling, retreating, trembling, retreating.

Everyone was silent.

Finally, there was a loud bang.

Yun Jianqiu staggered back, and the sword in his hand broke into two pieces. The tiger's mouth was shattered, its orifices were bleeding, and he was devastated: "I lost."

"You made me disapoint!"

Fang Che came down with the knife and said indifferently: "You strike first in the battle and have the upper hand. The first strike was taken away and you became a passive parry. The second strike was at a disadvantage... You actually persisted until the 19th knife!"

"You can admit defeat after the first and second blow. Are you still practicing swordsmanship? Are you returning the sword to the king? Where is the dignity of the sword? Where is the magnanimity of a king?"

Yun Jianqiu was ashamed and lowered his head.

Fang Che then took out some medicinal powder, sprinkled it casually on his hands, and said lightly: "I know you are from the Outer World Mountain Sect, but no matter what kind of mountain sect you are, when you come to my place, you must abide by the rules!"

"If you don't follow the rules, get out of here!"

Fang Che scolded sternly: "Every one of them is very ordinary, but they have learned a lot from the arrogance of the Outer World Mountain Sect! Are you just learning these bad tempers from your apprenticeship?"

"What are you doing here at the guard hall? You're here to work! I'm not here to act like a boss! You're bullying, arrogant, your nostrils are pointed in the sky, and your fucking eyes are on your forehead!"

"When someone beats me, I feel as depressed as if my parents were dead!"

"Now let me make a rule. I don't care which sect you are from, but whoever is dishonest under me must decide for himself! Either get out, or be beaten by me every day!"

"Guarding the main hall depends on meritorious service!"

"None of you have made any fucking achievements, why are you so awesome in front of a group of old deacons with outstanding military exploits? Why are they not as good as you in cultivation? But the contributions he made to the mainland and the people are definitely not what you fucking hide behind You can imagine it by sucking milk in the mountain gate!"

"Repay him one by one for being a Marquis of Wu, for being a king, and for being a Sword King!"

Fang Che said sternly: "You just fell down when you were walking around? It's nothing!"

Yun Jianqiu coughed and said: "Mr. Fang has a high level of cultivation and strong martial arts, we accept it. But please be merciful, Mr. Fang, our mountain sect..."

"Your mountain gate? What's wrong with your mountain gate? Why don't you use some strength to protect the mountain gate like this? You are a fourth-grade sword king, but you were beaten by me, an eighth-grade Wuhou, and you still have the nerve to say you are protecting the mountain gate?"

Fang Che said disdainfully: "How can your proud Shanmen teach you such a thing? Use your defeat results to protect Shanmen? It's really unique!"

Yun Jianqiu's face turned red.

"I don't want to know who you are, so I advise you not to tell either."

Fang Che said coldly: "What a shame! I was beaten like a gray grandson, how can I have the shame to talk about Shanmen?"

As he was talking, he suddenly turned his eyes and turned to the group of people from Hanjian Pavilion in the first hall, saying: "Laughing, what are you laughing at? You are not from the same sect? What, you don't accept it? Come out, come out with someone awesome, let me Take a walk!”

The group of people were stunned.

Not smiling.

Who... who laughed?

Besides, a third-grade and a fourth-grade person over there were defeated.

What are the highest second and third graders here doing?

"Guarding the main hall, only talking about meritorious service! Not talking about family background!"

Fang Che's voice was stern: "I don't care about the damn Shanmen! From now on, if you want to straighten up and walk, you have to perform meritorious deeds! Anyone who has passed the probation period and has not made any merit, I don't care about Shanmen, get out of here!"

"A person with five people and six people, what kind of person do you think you are..."

He walked forward with his hands behind his back and walked directly out of the martial arts hall. As he walked, he said coldly: "The people in the second hall are still not leaving!? What are you doing here? Standing up?!"

"They all go to work!"

…

The farce is finally over.

Mr. Fang showed off his power and suppressed the sixty people from Hanjian Pavilion.

Even the people in the hall were so scolded by him that they couldn't even lift their heads.

This made Lei Hu, the chief deacon of the first hall, burst into tears of gratitude.

If Mr. Fang hadn't done this, it would be really difficult for him to lead. But after Fang Che's incident, all the visitors from Hanjian Pavilion in the first hall became more honest.

I no longer dare to show my presence in front of Lei Hu.

Arranging the work suddenly became much smoother.

The old people in the second hall were all proud.

What happened to the Mountain Gate?

When you enter our guard hall, you will always be there. If it is a dragon, you have to curl up, and if it is a tiger, you have to lie down!

If you dare to explode the thorns, I will kill you!

After returning, Fang Che divided everyone in the second hall into ten teams, and each team added three people from the Hanjian Mountain Sect.

And arranged the captain: "Take him out to work. If anyone is disobedient, come back and tell me. I don't want disobedient soldiers. Let him go back to his mountain gate to feed himself! If he doesn't report, he will be fired with you!"

"yes!"

"And your team will take over from Deacon Zuo Guanglie's team to patrol the North City. I will assign you a king-level person. Again, if you don't obey me, come back and tell me."

"yes."

"I told them my rules along the way. I don't want to repeat them!"

Finally, Mr. Fang roared like a tiger roaring in the forest.

"Everyone, get out and work! Do meritorious service!"

With a bang, everyone dispersed.

Mr. Fang is really terrible!

I don't know if it's the reason for his anger, but everyone always feels that Mr. Fang's cold and indifferent aura has become worse in the past few days.

Before, he was like a goose flying alone, but now he is like a lonely and indifferent wolf.

…

Along the way of patrolling the streets, all the newly arrived Hanjiange people lost all their arrogance and asked about Mr. Fang's background.

What is Mr. Fang’s background?

This question made all the old people laugh immediately.

"Mr. Fang has only been in the guard hall for half a year. He was a trainee deacon like you half a year ago. He was promoted to a second-level silver star deacon in just over two months, and then was promoted to a gold star deacon. Just last month, he became the chief deacon!"

"It's all based on the accumulation of meritorious service by killing the demon sect monsters, and I don't even need any reward points!"

"Mr. Fang has killed thousands of Demon Sect demons in the past few months!"

"Mr. Fang said directly to the deputy hall master: If you have the ability, will you fire me?"

"Mr. Fang directly disapproved of Chief Zhao Shanhe of Southeast Headquarters!"

"Master Ningxuejian was very affectionate when he met Mr. Fang!"

"What do you think he is?"

All the disciples of Hanjian Mountain were stunned.

Mr. Fang... is he so awesome?

One by one, why does everything sound like bragging?

But the unanimous consensus of everyone is enough to prove that this is definitely not bragging!

Everyone at Hanjian Mountain Gate was convinced.

There are such awesome people in this world!