The most powerful world overlord system

Chapter 15 What is the use of sword repair?Free love and hatred!
"You injured all these people?"

Captain Qi looked stern and his voice was loud and majestic. He looked at Jiang Feichen and uttered a stern voice.

This voice contained special sonic vibrations, like a dharma drink, and when it hit the head, everyone in the courtyard was shocked.

"I was the one who wounded, but the first to strike was a dozen or so body trainers under Guanshi Ji. I was just defending myself!"

Jiang Feichen didn't change his expression in the face of Li Ye, he nodded and told the truth.

"Then Pavilion Master Wan said that you stole the sword technique, it is true!" Captain Qi ignored Jiang Feichen's explanation and shouted again.

"This sword technique is mine and has nothing to do with Pavilion Master Wan!" Jiang Feichen sneered.

"Captain Qi, don't listen to his nonsense, how could he, a young cultivator from a ruined sect, have such sword skills."

Pavilion Master Wan hurriedly said: "If he hadn't secretly learned my ancestral sword art, how could he have wounded so many people with his six or seven levels of cultivation, and three guards who returned from the battlefield of the Six Realms were also injured by him. , nearly died!"

"There is such a sword technique?" Captain Qi was slightly surprised when he heard this.

It is rare for a small cultivator to defeat more than a dozen body refiners of the same level, but it is not impossible.

The inheritance of low-level cultivators is uneven, and all of them practice some street stall-level spells, so it is not surprising that they are defeated.

But where is the battlefield of the Six Realms?
In order to open up the territory, the Religious Committee mobilized the power of the five realms to attack the Cold Cang Realm together. The war has been stalemate for more than [-] years, a real bloody battle.

The cultivators who came out of it were all experienced in battles and with exquisite techniques.

It is really extraordinary that a small cultivator can defeat three retired military cultivators who have condensed their qi and attained perfection.

"Captain Qi, what I said is absolutely true, everyone here can testify for me!" Pavilion Master Wan swore.

"I can testify that this sword technique is the sword art handed down by Master Wan's family. I have seen Master Wan use it more than once!"

Steward Ji patted his chest to assure him.

"We can also testify that the sword formula belongs to Master Wang!"

The dozen or so body trainers who were wounded by Jiang Feichen struggled to testify.

"We can also testify that Jiang Feichen stole it!"

In the inner courtyard, many cultivators who worked part-time also stood up and offered their loyalty to Pavilion Master Wan. Anyway, Jiang Feichen was bound to die, so if they didn't take the opportunity to get some benefits, they could say it.

As for the other people present, although they couldn't bear it in their hearts, they were afraid of Lord Wange's power, so they could only bow their heads in silence.

"Okay, there are all the witnesses and material evidence. According to the committee's regulations, those who steal other people's inheritors should have their cultivation level abolished, distributed to the frontier, and be slaves for life!"

Captain Qi nodded. On the one hand, Zhaobao Mining, which is not weak in Qinghefang, and on the other hand, he was a handyman. He had already made a decision in his heart.

Immediately, Captain Qi looked at Jiang Feichen and shouted angrily: "Jiang Feichen, if you don't take the initiative to kneel down and abolish your cultivation, do you still want me to do it yourself?"

"Captain Qi, you seem to have never heard a word of explanation from me since you entered the small courtyard!"

Jiang Feichen saw everyone's performance in his eyes, and there was a chill in his eyes.

He looked at Captain Qi, and said in a cold voice: "I just want to say one thing, Pavilion Master Wang said that this sword formula belongs to him, as long as he can perform a move, I will be willing to plead guilty!"

"Whether there is a crime or not, the captain's words are the iron law, there is no need for you to talk too much."

Captain Qi shouted violently, interrupted Jiang Feichen's words, and said to the patrol team around him: "Take this kid down and abolish his cultivation!"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, the rest of the inspectors immediately took orders and rushed towards Jiang Feichen immediately.

They don't care who is right and who is wrong, right and wrong, it doesn't matter to them, anyway, they are not the ones who suffer.

Furthermore, to help Zhaobao Mining, tonight's debauchery is indispensable!
"Good, good, good!"

Jiang Feichen stood alone on the spot, as if the whole world had abandoned him, isolated and helpless.

But he didn't see any sadness in his eyes, instead there was a boundless fighting spirit, he raised his head and laughed loudly, and when he lifted the iron rod in his hand, the murderous intent was bound to emerge.

"I, Jiang Feichen, will not let your blood stain the inner courtyard today!"

How could Jiang Feichen bow his head and allow himself to be trampled upon, having traveled all over the continents and seven oceans in his previous life, without any experience of bloody storms!

He yelled violently, his wrist flicked, the sword light flickered, and snow fell ten miles away.

"Hahaha, what a blood-stained inner courtyard, how bold!"

Above the small courtyard, a voice of approval suddenly sounded at this moment.

Then, a boundless pressure fell suddenly, and the nine patrol members who rushed towards Jiang Feichen felt as if they were struck by lightning, their legs went limp, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Swish"

However, Jiang Feichen didn't have any intention of stopping. The iron rod in his hand was like a long sword, and nine sword lights flew flying, bringing nine bloody lights flying.

"Puff puff"

In mid-air, nine human heads flew high, and nine pillars of blood shot straight into the sky.

In an instant, blood rained down, and the inner courtyard was stained red.

Drops of blood fell into the furnace, and instantly evaporated, and the blood mist filled the air like a purgatory on earth.

Jiang Feichen stood with a stick, his body and face were soaked in blood rain, but he didn't seem to know it, like blood rain killing gods.

"what!"

Rao was Captain Qi, who also screamed, and nine subordinates were beheaded instantly with a sword. He stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what was wrong.

And Jiang Feichen exuded a cold aura in an instant, even more like an angry gangster who had gone through thousands of fights in bloody battles, which made people's hearts jump and chills suddenly!
"Bold Jiang Feichen, how dare you kill my subordinates, and who just intervened in this matter!"

After three or two breaths, Captain Qi gasped and woke up suddenly.

He was extremely frightened and angry, shouted loudly, and then looked towards the sky.

Just now I saw a figure wearing a black giant armor, stepping on a black giant sword, floating in the air, eyes hidden behind the black armor, showing strong approval, looking at Jiang Feichen.

"Who are you, how dare you meddle in the affairs of my inspection team!" Captain Qi roared, and he pulled out the middle-grade spiritual knife from his waist, and was about to strike.

"Jiang Feichen, can you reduce the anger in your heart?"

The black armored figure aligned with Captain Qi's angry shout, and ignored it at all. When he pressed his palm, endless force fell down, pressing Captain Qi to the ground, suppressing the scene.

"Never reduced!"

Jiang Feichen's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

These people had no grievances or enmities with him, but they really wanted his life. If it wasn't for the reappearance of Heikai Jianxiu, he would definitely die today.

Now he is really angry!

When everyone is angry, how can he vent his anger without blood splashing a hundred meters!
"Iron rods are not swords, use them without taking advantage of them, I will lend you my You Luan!"

Heikai swordsman heard the words, and the color of approval in his eyes was even better. He is a swordsman, a purely bitter swordsman.

A swordsman points directly to the heart, acts with the heart, where the heart goes, the sword goes.

Hate in my heart, why should I suppress it?
People deceived me, why should I forgive?
If you can't vent your anger and hatred, what's the use of cultivating a sword?
What is the use of sword repair?

Feel free to envy you!
A pitch-black long sword fell from mid-air and was inserted three feet in front of Jiang Feichen. The blade was slender and as thin as a cicada's wing.

"Thank you senior for giving me the sword!"

Jiang Feichen threw away his stick and drew out his sword. In the rain of blood, a black line streaked across, and the sword trembled like a cicada.

"The sword is ten miles long, and the snow is falling!"

Jiang Feichen jumped out, pointed the black long sword straight, and as the sword light flickered, ten body refiners were beheaded by him.

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