The night was dark and inky.

Thousands of miles away in Jinling, in a dilapidated abandoned ancient temple.

The mandala had no reverence and kicked over the mottled Buddha statue. With a "boom", the Buddha statue collapsed violently, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The mandala was dressed in a black power suit, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, and carried a narrow wooden box behind him. He has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the contours of his face are like carved by a knife and axe, with sharp edges and corners.

It's just that at this time, there is an indissolvable chill on Mandala's face, like the ice of the extreme north.

There were a row of black-clothed people standing on both sides of the main hall, watching this scene silently, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Nightmare is dead, Black Rose is dead, and the other side flower has lost contact before, and the repeated defeats on the part of Rongcheng have completely made Mandala angry.

At this juncture, no one dared to provoke him.

"It's all waste," Mandala took a deep breath and sneered, "Even if Ji Yaoguang is really the reincarnation of an immortal, he is just an ordinary person now!, can anyone tell me what happened during my trip to the Shadow Sect?!"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally a middle-aged man stood up and said in a deep voice: "There is a person named Lin Fei in the ancient martial arts world of Rongcheng, and the nightmare and the death of Black Rose were caused by him. Thinking about the death of the flower on the other side this time, he can't escape from it. ”

A hint of chill flashed in Mandala's eyes, and he sat on the offering table, raised his right leg and stepped on it: "Kill two of my subordinates in the late stage of body refining in a row, could it be that he is a grandmaster?"

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed, and finally said stubbornly: "He alone defeated the heroes of the medical sect, and his majesty in the ancient martial arts world of Rongcheng is extremely high, I'm afraid... It's a great master. ”

Grand Master?!

Mandala's pupils shrank slightly, and his voice became solemn: "It turned out to be a great grandmaster... Can anyone tell me what is the relationship between this great master and Ji Yaoguang?"

Everyone looked at each other again and discussed a few words in whispers, but no one dared to answer the question.

Nima, how do you answer?

No one can figure it out!

That's a great master, not to mention that he can walk sideways in the world, how can he be willing to do so many things for a woman?

Mandala's face showed a look of anger, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his gaze as sharp as a knife swept towards the middle-aged man who answered before: "Say!"

The middle-aged man trembled, knowing that the boss was not a good man and a woman, and killing people was more casual than killing chickens, so he didn't dare to slack off immediately: "This Lin Fei is Ji Yaoguang's... Her..."

Nima, what the hell is her?

I didn't hear the news that the two were in love, let alone Ji Chongwei's illegitimate son outside, and I couldn't figure out the origin at all, how did I know who he was from Ji Yaoguang?

Seeing that the murderous intent on Mandala's face was getting heavier and heavier, this person was immediately horrified, and he didn't dare to delay any longer: "It's her bodyguard! Lin Fei has a position in the Ji Group, this can be verified!"

When the words fell, everyone immediately looked at him in unison.

Everyone looked different, but the most was sympathy and regret, as if they had foreseen his miserable end.

The middle-aged man also seemed to realize something, and his face suddenly became extremely pale.

"Oh, bodyguard, this is really interesting," Mandala smiled sadly, "Come, you tell me, the Ji Group hired a great master as a bodyguard, what kind of sky-high salary is offered?"

The middle-aged man's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground with "poof", kowtowing like pounding garlic: "The boss spares his life, I was negligent and failed to find out the information, please give me a chance to make up for it!"

The mandala jumped off the offering table and walked towards the middle-aged man step by step.

The middle-aged man fell to his knees, only the tips of his shoes could be seen, and his whole body trembled violently.

"Are you deaf?" said the mandala almost word for word, extremely stiffly, "Answer, my question." ”

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, and said with a sad face: "Five... Five thousand..."

There was a deathly silence, only the rampant and sarcastic laughter of the mandala echoed.

Five thousand yuan a month, hire a great master as a bodyguard?

Please, please introduce me to such a good thing, okay?

"As a killer, you can't gather any information, you're really... I was so disappointed. ”

"What's the use of keeping you?" said the mandala coldly, and his five fingers were bent and pressed on the middle-aged man's head.

"Bang!"

There was a bang, as if the watermelon had been directly pinched and exploded, and the red and white splashed out, even staining the body of the person next to him.

Someone shivered on the spot, but no one dared to make a sound.

With a "poof", the headless corpse fell in a pool of blood.

"The rest of you, is there any news?" Mandala had a bloody hand, but his face did not fluctuate in the slightest.

No one said a word, but after someone took the lead, everyone knelt down in unison.

A deep look of disappointment flashed in Mandala's eyes: "This is the organization I brought out? You know, you have humiliated me, like a slap in the face!"

The people who fell to the ground tried their best to remain silent, but in the end, some people couldn't help but cry out in horror and sat back on the ground.

Because of the dead man before, the blood seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and all of it penetrated into the box behind the mandala.

What's in there?!

At this moment, everyone looked at the wooden box in horror.

The mandala smiled wryly, removed the wooden box behind him, and opened it.

In an instant, the blood-colored light illuminated the entire hall!

The icy and gloomy aura was almost suffocating on the spot.

It was a long sword with a blood-colored light, but unfortunately it broke from it, and only half of it remained. And even the remaining half is covered with dense cracks, which seem to be about to crumble at any time.

And the weirdest thing is that at the top of the hilt, there is also a closed eye. That eye is just like the real thing, and there is not a trace of craftsmanship in sight.

"Do you like it?" the mandala looked at the crowd, the corners of his mouth curled in a playful curvature.

There was very little contact between his hand and the box, as if he was afraid of touching the ominous demon.

Even the mandala didn't look at it.

At this moment, only the rapid breathing of everyone could be heard in the hall.

From the first moment they saw this magic soldier, everyone felt a bewitching voice sound in their heads.

"Pick it up and sweep through this depraved and decaying world!"

"I will give you supreme power, no matter what strong people, what gods and demons, all of them are not to be feared!"

"Come, take it up, gain supreme power, and break free from all the shackles that this world has imposed on you!"

"Tell those who are on high that you are free! You have the power to change the world!"

Finally, someone stood up and reached out and touched the blade.

In an instant, the flames burned him, and the man turned into a humanoid torch.

The screams of despair tore apart the silence of the night, causing everyone to wake up almost instantly, and cold sweat broke out all over their bodies.

"Heaven punishes Yama, and the ten halls are destroyed by fire. ”

Mandala looked at this scene and muttered.