Section 216
The gold medal represents Ji Gang's will, and everyone from top to bottom of the Jinyi Guard must obey orders.
The aura around Wei Jie became extremely cold.
As early as when he was in the palace, Ji Gang had instructed him not to act cheaply if he saw his gold medal.
How can this be done cheaply?
Xiao Jian has already taken out the gold medal, he can't swallow what he just said, right?
What's more, Xiao Jian took out the gold medal to deal with Xiong Ba!
Even the Sword Master is no match for Xiong Ba. How dare he obey orders and become the enemy of Xiong Ba.
"Xiao Jian, the commander has ordered that because of your wanton behavior, the gold medal will be withdrawn!"
"Wow!"
The surrounding martial arts people looked at each other in confusion.
The nest suddenly exploded.
"Xiao Jian is finished! The cunning rabbit is dead and the lackeys are cooked! Jin Yiwei is really capable!"
"Isn't that right? Everyone knows that this is the intention of the imperial court, but now that Jin Yiwei is doing this, doesn't he treat Xiao Jian as an abandoned son?"
"What a pity for Xiao Jian, such a talented young man!"
"What's the use of being a genius? In front of the imperial court and the powerful forces in the world, he's nothing!"
"It seems that Xiao Jian is going to die here today!"
Everyone started talking and were not optimistic about Xiao Jian.
Seeing this, Xuanci knew that the time had come and proclaimed the Buddha's name.
He said in a loud voice: "Donor Xiao, if you do any unrighteousness, you will be killed yourself. You killed several of my Shaolin leaders. It's time to bow down today!"
In the crowd, Fan Yifei, the elder of the Sun Moon God Sect, suddenly shouted:
"Xiao Jian's crimes are extremely heinous. Many members of our Sun Moon God Sect died in his hands. We must not let him go!"
He had been watching the show just now.
However, when they saw Xiao Jianqiang pushed down by everyone, they couldn't help but jump up.
Xiang Wentian, the left envoy of the Sun Moon God Sect, the elders, and even the Supreme Elder all died in Xiao Jian's hands.
If this revenge is not avenged, how can the Sun and Moon God Sect gain a foothold in the world?
It's a pity that the Sun and Moon God Sect did not have a great master this time.
Otherwise, you can take revenge with your own hands.
People from the three major forces have to deal with Xiao Jian. This scene is simply rare in a thousand years.
No one can survive the pursuit of the three major forces.
Not to mention, in front of top grand masters like Xiong Ba and Xuan Ci.
Many people in the martial arts world couldn't help but feel sad for Xiao Jian.
For the sake of the imperial court, he did not hesitate to become an enemy of Shaolin and killed several Shaolin leaders. As a result, Shaolin Xuanci now wanted to settle the cause with him.
For the sake of the imperial court, he did not hesitate to become an enemy of the Tianxiahui. He even killed the great master of the Tianxiahui. The three main hall leaders instigated two rebellions, and Xiongba wanted to kill him.
For the sake of the imperial court, he did not hesitate to become an enemy of the Sun and Moon Sect and killed their left envoys, elders, and supreme elders. Now the Sun and Moon Sect wanted him dead.
The results of it?
The court actually abandoned him.
Pure chess pieces!
In the eyes of many people in the martial arts world, Xiao Jian was a poor man who was abandoned by the court.
What a pity for such a good talent.
Everyone shook their heads and sighed.
Xiao Jian glanced at the gold medal in his hand, chuckled at Wei Jie and said, "Is this what the commander meant?"
Bai Hu sneered disdainfully: "Xiao Jian, do you think you are so important? No matter how talented you are, what's the use? You can't see the situation clearly!"
He, Bai Hu, is Ji Gang’s confidant!
Xiao Jian is nothing more than a chess piece.
Xiao Jian didn't speak, just looked at Wei Jie quietly, the Grand Master of Jin Yiwei.
For a long time, Wei Jie didn't respond.
A default attitude.
"Hahahaha, that's it!"
Xiao Jian sneered, and the aura on his body became violent.
This result was within his expectation.
However, he still felt a little uncomfortable when it happened.
Although he has selfish motives, it is true that he has done a lot for the court.
In the end, he was abandoned as soon as he said he was abandoned, and only he knew how he felt in his heart.
Since Jin Yiwei treated him like this, don't blame him for being rude!
The inner energy in his hand was released, and the gold medal was instantly crushed into a golden cake.
"How dare you destroy the gold medal!"
Wei Jie's expression changed.
That gold medal is the symbol of the Jinyiwei commander. Xiao Jian did this and hit the Jinyiwei in the face.
"Bold? I can be more bold!"
Xiao Jian sneered and said loudly: "The Jinyi Guard hides filth and evil, and I, Xiao Jian, am ashamed to be associated with it. From today on, I will withdraw from the Ming Dynasty Jinyi Guard!"
"Wow!"
Everyone was shocked.
The Jinyiwei are the emperor's personal troops and there is no precedent for withdrawing.
Life is a person of Jin Yiwei, death is a ghost of Jin Yiwei.
When Xiao Jian did this, he hit the Ming Emperor in the face!
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"presumptuous!"
Wei Jie said angrily.
There are only dead Jin Yiwei, but no Jin Yiwei who quit!
If he doesn't kill Xiao Jian, how will he explain it when he goes back?
Zhu Wuli's face was gloomy. The emperor was hit in the face, and he couldn't justify not taking action.
The two of them appeared in front of Xiao Jian in a flash.
He looked murderous.
Xiongba looked at the people below coldly, secretly recovering from his injuries.
Although the sword master was dead, he was injured.
My body is still in a mess right now.
I just happened to be resting and recuperating, watching how the people in the court behaved like dogs biting dogs.
The aura on Xiao Jian's body became more and more violent, and the corners of his mouth rose.
"If you want to kill me, it depends on your ability!"
The Xuanyuan Divine Sword behind him was unsheathed with a "clang" sound.
It left a small, dark crack in the air.
It flew towards the two people at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
Instantly, Zhu Wusi's hair stood on end, and he subconsciously lowered his head.
The Xuanyuan Sword passed by his scalp, cutting off a large piece of hair.
On the other side, Wei Jie was not so lucky.
His strength was more than one level lower than Zhu Wusi.
He had no time to react, and Xuanyuan Sword easily cut off his head.
The round head stared with big eyes, looking unbelievable.
Then it fell to the ground and rolled down the mountain path.