I'm just a big Luo Jinxian

The night was deep, as black as ink.

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

Without awe, Mandala kicked over the mottled Buddha statue. With a bang, the Buddha statue collapsed, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Mandala is wearing a strong black suit, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, carrying a long and narrow wooden box behind his back.He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his facial contours are as if carved with a knife and an axe, with sharp edges and corners.

It's just that at this time, Mandala's face has an indelible chill, like the ice of the extreme north.

A row of men in black stood on both sides of the hall, watching the scene silently, not daring to speak out.

Nightmare is dead, Black Rose is dead, and Bianhua also lost contact before. The repeated defeats of Rongcheng completely made Mandala completely out of anger.

At this juncture, no one dared to provoke him.

"It's all trash," 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 visit to Shadow Sect? ?!"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and finally a middle-aged man stood up and said in a deep voice: "There is a man named Lin Fei in the ancient martial arts world of Rongcheng. Can’t escape the relationship.”

A chill flashed in Mandala's eyes, and he sat on the altar, raised his right leg and stepped on it: "Killing two of my men in the late stage of body training, is it possible that he is a master?"

The middle-aged man showed a look of embarrassment, and finally bit the bullet and said: "He alone defeats the heroes of the medical school, and he is extremely prestigious in the ancient martial arts world of Rongcheng. I am afraid... he is a great master."

Great Master? !

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

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay again, whispering and discussing a few words, but no one dared to answer this question.

Nima, how do you answer?

No one can figure it out!

That's a great master, not to mention being able to walk sideways in the world, it's not too far away, how could he be willing to do so many things for a woman?

Mandala showed a sullen look on his face, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his sharp knife-like eyes swept towards the middle-aged man who answered the conversation before: "Say!"

The middle-aged man trembled all over, knowing that the boss is not a good man and a faithful woman, killing people is more casual than killing chickens, so he didn't dare to neglect: "This Lin Fei belongs to Ji Yaoguang...hers..."

Damn it, what the hell is it hers?

I haven't heard the news that the two are in a relationship, let alone Ji Chongwei's illegitimate son. I don't know the origin at all. How do I know who he is from Ji Yaoguang?

Seeing that the murderous intent on Mandala's face became more and more serious, this person was terrified and dared not delay any longer: "It's her bodyguard! Lin Fei has a position in Ji's Group, this can be verified!"

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

Everyone had different expressions, but most of them were sympathy and pity, as if they had foreseen his miserable end.

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

"Oh? Bodyguard? This is really interesting," Mandala smiled sullenly, "Come on, tell me, Ji's Group has hired a great master as a bodyguard, and what kind of exorbitant salary does it offer?"

The middle-aged man's legs softened, and he knelt down on the ground with a "Putong", kowtowing his head like garlic: "Boss, please forgive me. I was negligent and failed to find out the information. Please give me a chance to make up for my mistakes!"

Mandala jumped off the altar and walked towards the middle-aged man step by step.

The middle-aged man knelt down on the ground, only the toes of his shoes could be seen, and his whole body was shaking violently.

"Are you deaf?" Mandala paused almost every word, and said extremely stiffly: "Answer, my question."

The middle-aged man swallowed, and said with a mournful face, "Five...five thousand..."

There was a deathly silence in the audience, only Mandala's wild and sarcastic laughter echoed endlessly.

5000 yuan a month, and hire a great master as a bodyguard?

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

"As a killer, you can't collect any information. You really... disappoint me."

"What's the use of keeping you?" Mandala said coldly, flexing his five fingers and pressing it on the middle-aged man's head.

"boom!"

There was a loud explosion, as if a watermelon had been squeezed and exploded, red and white splashed, and even stained the body of the person next to it.

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

With a "plop", the headless corpse fell into a pool of blood.

"The rest of you, do you have any news?" Mandala's hand was bloody, but his face did not fluctuate at all.

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

Deep disappointment flashed in Mandala's eyes: "This is the organization I brought out? You know, you humiliate me, it's like slapping me in the face!"

The people kneeling on the ground tried their best to keep silent, but in the end, some people couldn't help but scream out in panic, and sat back on the ground in fright.

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

What exactly is inside? !

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

Mandala smiled strangely, took off the wooden box behind him, and opened it.

In an instant, the bloody light illuminated the entire hall!

The cold and gloomy breath was almost suffocating on the spot.

It was a long sword lingering in bloody light, but it was a pity that it broke from it, leaving only half of it.And even the remaining half is covered with dense cracks, it seems that it may collapse at any time.

And the weirdest thing is that there is a closed eye at the top of the hilt.That eye is as real as it is, without any trace of craftsmanship.

"Do you like it?" Mandala looked at everyone, with a playful arc on the corner of his mouth.

There were very few places where his hands touched the box, as if he was afraid of touching this ominous magic weapon.

Even Datura didn't look at it.

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

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

"Pick it up and sweep across this depraved and corrupt world!"

"I will give you supreme power, no strong man, no god, nothing to be afraid of!"

"Come on, pick it up, gain supreme power, and break free from all the shackles this world imposes on you!"

"Tell those above you that you - are free! You have the power to change the world!"

Finally, someone suddenly stood up and reached out to touch the magic blade.

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

The shrill and desperate screams tore apart the tranquility of the night, and made everyone wake up almost instantly, with cold sweat all over their bodies.

"Heaven punishes Yan Luosha, and the ten palaces are calamity."

Mandala looked at this scene and murmured.