The Strongest War God

203 According to the Ironclad Law, Killed on the Spot!

If they were not comrades, the black-robed guards would sweep through the Quon Temple tonight and kill the remaining three leaders of the twelve bandits.

Yuzo Quon rubbed his nose and said in a low voice, “No…”

“If you are not from the northern army, where did you get the cold sword you used back then?” Hatcher Murphy asked again.

“It’s a gift from an old friend!” Yuzo replied, feeling wronged.

“Who gave it to you? Tell me.”

Braydon Neal stood with his hands behind his back, with a smile that was not a smile on his face.

He, the commander of the northern army, was here. Whether Yuzo Quon’s words were true or false, Braydon only needed to contact Cole Colbie and use the secret files to find out.

Every northern cold sword had a special serial number. One person had one sword, and there would never be repetitions!

Therefore, it was easy to find out the origin of each cold sword!

Even if an outsider picked up a cold sword, they would not dare to use it.

If the northern guards knew that a martial artist was using a cold sword, they would think that the owner of the sword had died in that person’s hands.

What was the outcome of killing someone from the north?

There was no need to say anything else!

Yuzo Quon could still spout nonsense in answering Hatcher Murphy’s question.

If this old man dared to spout nonsense in answering Braydon’s question, if he was not careful, he would be killed.

Outsiders could not use the cold sword.

Yuzo’s cowardly and fearful look made Hatcher feel extremely disgusted.

Forty years ago, a twenty-two-year-old ninth-level War God was definitely a pride of that era.

He was still alive up until now. How strong was Yuzo Quon?!

At this moment, a black shadow flew over the wall as if it wanted to escape.

Hatcher glanced over and sneered. “Get him!”

“Yes, Sir!”

The entire Quon Temple was surrounded by the imperial guards of the central plains. Not a single bird could escape.

Braydon plucked a green leaf from the figure that had rushed out of the wall and shot it out with a flick of his finger, injuring the person directly. He was then brought right in front of the door.

“Which one of the twelve bandits of Preston mountains are you?” Braydon glanced at him.

The tiger-eyed man who was kneeling on the ground and struggling said in a low voice, “Third Tiger!”

“Kill him!”

Braydon raised his hand slightly.

There was no need to say anything else. Tonight, all twelve bandits of Preston mountains must die.

When Yuzo heard these words, his eyelids twitched. He looked at the white-robed young man, the Northern King, who was standing before him. With a flick of his finger, he had killed a person, causing him to feel even more terrified.
Braydon glanced at him and chuckled. “Remember who gave you the cold sword? You owe me an explanation!”

With that, he held the spear in his left hand and stepped into the Quon Temple.

This Quon Temple should have been built during the Qero Dynasty. After hundreds of years, it was already dilapidated. However, after some repairs, it was still habitable.

In the small courtyard overgrown with weeds, there was a three-legged iron cauldron covered in incense ashes.

“Of the twelve bandits of Preston mountains, ten have been killed,” Braydon said calmly. “Do you still want to hide?”

His soft voice resounded throughout the entire Quon Temple.

Eight thousand black-robed elites were all on standby with cold swords in their hands. No one could escape tonight.

The twelve bandits of Preston mountains had to be exterminated.

This was the Northern King’s order!

In the main hall deep in the Quon Temple, two people finally walked out.

A thin man with a mustache and triangular eyes was First Rat of the twelve thieves of Preston mountains.

The other one had a stocky build and was tall and mighty. He was Second Bull.

These were the two most powerful and most difficult characters among the twelve bandits.

First Rat said in a low voice, “What did the twelve of us do that Captain Murphy of the central plains would come here personally?!”

“I’m not the only one who’s here!”

Hatcher stood behind Braydon.

Tristan Yandell was carrying Logan Hall, and despite his slow pace, he had finally arrived.

First Rat looked at Tristan and his pupils constricted. “Silver flying fish robe, capital garrison governor!”

“What’s wrong? Are you not convinced?”

Tristan raised his hand and released an invisible force.

Bang!

First Rat’s chest seemed to have been hit hard, and he flew back into the main hall of Quon Temple. Blood flowed out of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with shock.

“Force release, king-level technique!”

This scene shocked First Rat.

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“Big Brother Tristan, you…” Hatcher exclaimed.

“Are you surprised?”

Tristan looked smug.

War God level using a king-level technique.

He, Tristan Yandell, must be the only one.

Braydon glanced over. “Three years without any improvement. Greedy and reckless. Grasping the king-level technique and almost killing his own martial arts path. What is there to be proud of!”

Tristan smiled awkwardly.

First Rat and Second Bull’s eyes were filled with shock and doubt. Only then did they seriously size up the young man in white standing at the front.

He had a black spear in his hand and was standing quietly on the spot. His body emitted a calm and indifferent aura.

What really shocked First Rat was that Braydon was wrapped in a black robe with a golden Qilin on his shoulder.

This was the commander of the northern army!

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He actually came personally!

It was no wonder that the central plains main team’s eight thousand imperial guards were under his command, and the famous Tristan Yandell and Captain Hatcher Murphy were willing to stand behind him.

Such a shocking figure had actually come for them.

“The twelve bandits of Preston mountains sent people to my Neal Family. What do they want from Jade Jackman?” Braydon asked softly.

“You…” First Rat did not manage to finish the sentence.

Tristan sneered. “You country bumpkin. You dared to send people to the Neal family without investigating properly beforehand. Do you know that my eldest brother is the eldest son of the Neal family?!”

First Rat and Second Bull froze. They finally understood why the imperial guards of the central plains had come to the Preston mountains in the middle of the night to hunt them down!

Everything was caused by the Neal family. It was definitely the killing order given by this Northern King Braydon.

“Tell us! What do you want from Jade Jackman and her brother?!” Tristan said disdainfully.

After saying that.

Hatcher gently placed his left hand on his waist.

If these two did not say anything, they would die a horrible death tonight!

Martial artists in the outside world had heard of the imperial guards’ methods.

If they wanted to find out, they would definitely be able to dig it out.

If you did not tell them, they would break your bones bit by bit until you give them the information they want to know. Only then would they give you a quick death.

The scene was silent for a moment, and a cold breeze blew.

Hatcher raised his hand slightly, and the imperial guards moved, intending to attack.

“Where are my other brothers?”

“With a B-grade kill order, according to the ironclad law, they have been killed on the spot!” Hatcher disdained deceiving people who were about to die.


First Rat smiled sadly. He had expected this outcome.

He laughed at himself hoarsely. “Twelve of us brothers dying in the hands of the imperial guards of the central plains. It’s not an insult to us. It’s meaningless for a dying man to leave with secrets. The Jackman siblings took something they shouldn’t have!”

“What is it?” Tristan asked.

“It’s a map,” First Rat said in a low voice. “A spiritual stone mine is marked on it. This is why the twelve of us have been staying in Preston mountains for ten years and refuse to leave!”

Hatcher’s eyes lit up when he heard about the spiritual stone mine.

“A spiritual stone mine again!” Braydon chuckled.

“It seems that there are many people who are eyeing the spiritual stone mine in Preston mountains!” Tristan said coldly.

They had some clues about the spiritual stone mine.

But where was this spiritual stone mine hidden?

This was a secret!