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Chapter 250

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Wen Mingyu was a very practical person. Although he knew that once he cooperated with Su Xin, it would be equivalent to cutting himself off from the entire Jiangnan martial arts world, he had to do it now. He quickly put himself in the role.

"Lord Su, what should we do now?" Wen Mingyu asked.

Su Xin asked, "How many Divinity Level martial artists does the Windstorm Sword Sect have? A few or a dozen? "

Wen Mingyu thought about it and said, "There should be nine."

Su Xin smiled and said, "There are only nine of them. What's the point of scheming when we have an absolute advantage in terms of strength?

Jiangnan's Six Fan School now has more than a hundred Divinity Level martial artists and nearly a thousand Innate Level martial artists. Even if we only mobilize one-tenth of them, it would be enough to destroy the Windstorm Sword Sect. "

After making the decision, Su Xin asked the Six Fan School's secret agent in Zezhou Prefecture to send a letter to Huang Bingcheng that very night. He asked Li Bo to lead a team and secretly mobilize people to Zezhou Prefecture.

Although mobilizing one-tenth of the people would be enough to destroy the Windstorm Sword Sect, Su Xin would certainly not bring such a small number of people.

He directly mobilized the constables of the Six Fan School in Jiangnan Prefecture, as well as the constables and bailiffs of more than a dozen prefectures around Jiangnan Prefecture. Overnight, nearly half of the forces of the Six Fan School gathered and rushed to Zezhou Prefecture.

When Wen Mingyu saw the hundreds of constables of the Six Fan School gathered at the Wen Manor the next morning, he was immediately shocked. These hundreds of people were all Innate Level!

Apart from those first-rate forces or top-notch forces, only the imperial court could mobilize hundreds of Innate Level martial artists at once.

At the same time, Wen Mingyu sighed in his heart. The imperial court's current strength was not without reason. The martial arts sects had too many restrictions when recruiting disciples. Some of them had to look at one's background. Like the Shaolin Temple, they even had to look at one's temperament. Those who did not meet the requirements of Buddhism could not even be taught martial arts.

The imperial court, on the other hand, was much simpler. As long as one had strength and was loyal to the imperial court, it did not matter if one was a bandit or a disciple of a demonic sect.

At the very least, these Jiangnan bandits had always existed, and only Su Xin dared to recruit them.

This time, in order to show his sincerity, Su Xin wanted the Wen Clan to only send out Wen Mingyu. The other disciples did not need to do anything. In any case, they did not make a difference.

However, Wen Mingyu still brought all the disciples of the Wen Clan along. He even brought Wen Qinghe with him.

In his words, it was time for Wen Qinghe and the other disciples of the Wen family to see blood and experience the cruelty of Jianghu.

Over the years, the Wen family had been patient and tolerant under his leadership, causing all the disciples of the Wen family to lack courage. Now that the Wen family had cooperated with the Six Fan School and stood at the heart of the struggle, the disciples of the Wen family had to change their temperament.

At that moment, Wu Yuanting and some of the Elders of the Gentle Wind Sword Sect were discussing how to deal with the Wen Clan.

A sect was not an aristocratic family. Although Wu Yuanting was the sect leader, there were too many restrictions.

Aristocratic families only cared about bloodlines. Unless there was a collateral bloodline that completely suppressed the direct bloodline, the authority of the direct bloodline was above everything else.

This was not the case in the sect. Although Wu Yuanting was the sect leader, there were several elders in the Divinity Realm who were older than him.

Normally, everyone would naturally respect the sect leader who was in the Divine Transformation Realm. However, if something big happened, they all had the right to discuss matters. Even if he was the sect leader, it was impossible for him to monopolize power.

As a father, Wu Yuanting naturally hoped that everyone in the Wen family would die. He wanted to destroy the Wen family right now, but he knew that the elders would not agree to do so.

Sure enough, one of the elders coughed and said, "Sect Master, we're also very sad about Qingyun's death. That was the most outstanding disciple of our Modest Wind Sword Sect's younger generation. This matter can't be settled like this.

However, if we want to take revenge, we can't go too far in one go. If we really force the Wen family into a corner and fight to the death with the Gentle Wind Sword Sect, we will lose a lot of strength even if we can destroy the Wen family.

Moreover, if something as big as destroying the Wen family happens, the higher-ups will definitely send people to mediate. If we don't give face to the sects that come to mediate, it won't be good, right?

Therefore, my opinion is that we can take advantage of this matter to bite the Wen family hard and directly take half of the Wen family's interests. This way, the strength of the Gentle Wind Sword Sect will definitely increase greatly. After that, we can nibble away at the Wen family step by step and completely swallow them up. "

The other elders nodded one after another. This elder's idea could be said to be the safest one. It could prevent the Wen family from doing something desperate while also bringing enough benefits to the Gentle Wind Sword Sect.

Everyone looked at Wu Yuanting. After all, Wu Yuanting hated the Wen family to the core and wanted nothing more than to destroy the Wen family right now. If he was willing, there would be no problem.

Sensing everyone's gazes, Wu Yuanting laughed coldly in his heart. He knew that it would be this kind of result. However, he also knew that if he wanted to destroy the Wen family in one go, it was not very possible.

Therefore, Wu Yuanting said directly, "Sure, but I have a condition, and that is that Wen Qinghe must die! I want him to be buried with my son! "

The numerous elders hurriedly nodded and said, "Of course not a problem. That Wen Qinghe is a murderer. The Wen family must hand him over."

Since Wu Yuanting had already compromised, then they definitely had to give Wu Yuanting an explanation. After all, he had just lost his son and definitely needed to vent a little.

But right at this time, a Gentle Wind Sword Sect disciple suddenly pushed open the Gentle Wind Sword Sect's main door with a flustered look on his face.

An elder could not help but berate, "What's the propriety of being flustered like this!? Moreover, we are in the middle of a meeting right now. Who allowed you to come in without permission? "

That disciple hurriedly said, "Sect Master, Elder, it's bad! The Wen family brought people and is going to attack the sect! "

Wu Yuanting and the numerous Elders of the Gentle Wind Sword Sect were immediately taken aback. With the Wen family's usual cautious conduct, they still dared to attack the sect?

Moreover, what reason did they have to attack the sect?

The person who died this time was Wu Qingyun, not Wen Qinghe. Why would the Wen family attack the sect?

Wu Yuanting waved his hand and said, "Come, let's go out and take a look."

The Gentle Wind Sword Sect was located on a nameless green mountain with pretty good Fengshui. There were countless pavilions and terraces on it, and the huge mountain gate stood at the entrance halfway up the mountain. However, at this moment, the mountain gate was tightly shut. A group of Gentle Wind Sword Sect disciples were warily looking at the Six Fans Gate and the Wen family below.

That was several hundred Xiantian Realm martial artists! One had to know that their Gentle Wind Sword Sect only had a thousand disciples, and there were only a few dozen Xiantian Realm martial artists among them.

Wu Yuanting and the others walked to the front of the mountain gate, and their expressions immediately changed when they saw the situation below.

Those constables under Su Xin were all wearing the official robes of the Six Fans Gate, and it was very easy to recognize them. Wu Yuanting and the others immediately reacted. The Wen family was actually colluding with the Six Fans Gate!

Wu Yuanting shouted angrily, "Wen Mingyu! How dare you collude with the Six Fans Gate! You are practically cutting yourself off from the Jiangnan Pugilistic World. Are you crazy? "

Before Wen Mingyu could speak, Su Xin stood up and said, "Sect Leader Wu, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. What do you mean by colluding with the Six Fans Gate? Does our Six Fans Gate still need to collude with others? "

Wu Yuanting stared at the young man in front of him and said coldly, "Su Xin! Although I don't know how you managed to convince that idiot Wen Mingyu to deal with me, you brought people to attack my Gentle Wind Sword Sect without authorization. Could it be that you want to become enemies with the entire Jiangnan region's martial world?

As the chief constable of Jiangnan Pugilistic World, can you afford to instigate a fight between the Jiangnan Pugilistic World and the Six Fans Gate? "

Su Xin sneered and said disdainfully, "Sect Leader Wu, you must know your own limits. Your Gentle Wind Sword Sect alone can't represent the entire Jiangnan Pugilistic World. Moreover, I have no intention of instigating a fight between the Six Fans Gate and the Jiangnan Pugilistic World."

Wu Yuanting pointed to the hundreds of Innate Realm warriors of the Six Fans Gate below and shouted, "Then why did you bring so many people to my Gentle Wind Sword Sect? Don't tell me you brought them here to see the scenery today. "

Su Xin's expression turned solemn and he said in a clear voice, "After investigation, the Gentle Wind Sword Sect has colluded with the remnants of the Wu Kingdom to bring chaos to Jiangnan Pugilistic World. They are guilty and deserve death!"

Su Xin turned to the constables of the Six Fans Gate behind him and said, "I've said it before. If you join my Six Fans Gate, there will be no shortage of benefits for you.

Today, you will wipe out the traitors of the Gentle Wind Sword Sect. Hand over ten percent of the loot to the headquarters of the Six Fans Gate. The rest will belong to you.

I'll only say one thing. Don't think of hiding it. There are spies among you. Once I find out that you're hiding the loot, the consequences will be dire.

Now, kill for me! The traitors of the Gentle Wind Sword Sect who bring chaos to the martial world deserve to die. Their entire sect shall be exterminated! "

As soon as he finished speaking, a sinister bloody light erupted from Su Xin's hand. The sword light, over thirty meters long, transformed into a river of blood and directly smashed the mountain gate to pieces!

The constables of the Six Fans Gate rushed in with bloodshot eyes, their killing intent soaring to the heavens. However, their eyes were filled with excitement.

In the past, when they were bandits, they didn't dare to provoke a second-rate martial arts sect like the Gentle Wind Sword Sect. But now, they could wantonly slaughter and kill as they pleased. Was there anything more satisfying than this?

Moreover, Lord Su Xin had also promised that they could burn, kill, and loot as they pleased within the Gentle Wind Sword Sect. This suited their appetites even more. They were all born bandits and were most familiar with this sort of thing.

As for handing over ten percent of the loot to the Six Fans Gate, apart from those who were relatively greedy, the other martial artists didn't have any objections.

When they were bandits, they even had to hand over seventy percent of the loot to their superiors. Now that Su Xin was only taking ten percent, he was simply the conscience of the conscience.

Watching the constables of the Six Fans Gate charge forward, Su Xin's face didn't have the slightest expression.

When it came to these constables who were born bandits, it was useless to just use the laws of the imperial court to restrict them. Only benefits could move them.

It was all about burning, killing, and looting. But in the past, when they did it, they were on tenterhooks, afraid that those large sects would come looking for trouble with them.

But now, they were doing it openly. Moreover, the targets of their looting were these large sects. With such a comparison, even if Su Xin didn't want them in the future, they would still tightly grab onto Su Xin's leg and not let go.

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