No wonder they were so humble.
Demon Suppression Bureau's commanders are all served by the Dharma Manifestation Realm warriors. The head of their Qingyang Circuit branch, Fu Lingxiao, is a Dharma Manifestation Realm strong man. Therefore, when they saw such a young commander as Su Fei, they were extremely shocked.
Su Fei raised his hand slightly to signal the two of them to refrain from courtesy, and said in a calm tone.
"No need to be polite, I am here to handle the dispute over Awn Mountain. You two should first talk about the specific situation at the moment."
Li Xing quickly stepped forward and reported the report with a solemn expression.
"Back to Chiliarch Su, the current situation is very difficult. In order to capture Awn Mountain, Ancient Sword School and Blood Baleful Intent Sect have been fighting since their two sects camped at the foot of Awn Mountain. During the day, both sides will send their disciples to fight head-on in this open space."
"During the night, they resorted to all possible means, attacking each other's camps, setting fire to tents, intercepting and killing each other's patrolling disciples, and they were ruthless and showed no mercy at all."
Zhang Yi also quickly added.
"My subordinates and two other people came to mediate for three full days and tried their best to persuade both parties to stop. However, they did not pay attention to us two centurions at all. They even threatened to kill us two if we were not Demon Suppression Bureau centurions."
"The elders of Ancient Sword School said that their Ancient Sword School and Flying Eagle Sect had a pretty good relationship. Now that Flying Eagle Sect is gone, Mount Awn Mine should have belonged to Ancient Sword School, and Blood Baleful Intent Sect is not worthy of competing with them."
"The elders of the Blood Baleful Intent Sect retorted that Mount Awn Mine should be owned by the strong. Their Blood Baleful Intent Sect is stronger, so this place should be owned by the Blood Baleful Intent Sect."
"Both sides insist on their own interests and refuse to give in to each other. They also threaten to completely destroy the other party and occupy the entire Mount Awn Mine."
"Their two sects refused to accept the mediation. They just relied on the fact that each sect had several Dharma Manifestation Realm warriors in charge. They felt that our Demon Suppression Bureau centurions could not do anything to them. They even mocked us, saying that Demon Suppression Bureau had no one left and could only send small characters like us to mediate."
Li Xing said, his tone full of frustration and helplessness.
"My two subordinates really have no choice but to build a shed in the middle of the two camps where the fight is taking place. On the one hand, they can remind both sides of the fight not to affect innocent people. On the other hand, they can observe their movements at any time, but this will not have much effect on the overall situation."
Su Fei listened quietly, his eyes slowly scanning the camps on both sides, a faint chill flashing in his eyes.
Ancient Sword School and Blood Baleful Intent Sect dared to ignore the rules of the Demon Suppression Bureau. They not only fought and disrupted local order, but also mocked the Demon Suppression Bureau centurion. This was a bit arrogant.
He nodded slightly and said calmly.
"I understand. You two have worked hard. I will leave the rest of the matter to you."
When Li Xing and Zhang Yi heard this, their faces instantly showed joy, their eyes were full of hope, and they quickly bowed and said.
"Thank you Chiliarch Su. With Chiliarch Su's help, this dispute will definitely be settled. The two subordinates are willing to listen to the commander's orders and fully assist Chiliarch Su."
Li Xing and Zhang Yi quickly stepped aside and followed Su Fei closely, their eyes full of expectation.
They have long had enough of the arrogance and domineering behavior of Ancient Sword School and Blood Baleful Intent Sect. Now with Chiliarch Su taking action, they will definitely be able to kill these two sects with their spirit.
Hu Jing and Qiu Xu led ten elite Demon Suppression Guard to guard around the wooden shed on the hillside, forming a barrier to prevent the fight between the two sides from spreading.
Su Fei stood on the small slope with his hands behind his hands, looking calmly at the camps on both sides, with a calm aura around him, waiting quietly.
He did not directly choose to go to the camps of the two sects to mediate, but planned to see the battle scenes between the two sects first.
Just think of it as having fun.
About an hour later, the sun was setting in the west.
At this moment, a horn rally sound came from the Blood Baleful Intent Sect camp in the east.
Immediately afterwards, correspondingly, the Ancient Sword School camp to the west also sounded a response horn, with a high-pitched voice.
After a while, the disciples of the Blood Baleful Intent Sect, wearing red robes and holding long knives, walked out of the camp in a mighty manner under the leadership of an old man with a sinister face.
The sinister old man exudes the aura of the Dharma Manifestation Realm all over his body, and his eyes are as cold as snow. He is none other than Dharma Manifestation Realm elder Blood Butcher of the Blood Baleful Intent Sect.
Behind him were hundreds of the Blood Baleful Intent Sect disciples, all with Sha Qi on their faces, approaching the center of the camp with one step.
The disciples of Ancient Sword School were dressed in cyan robes and holding long swords. Under the leadership of an old man with a pale face, they also walked out of their camp.
The old man in white has a distinguished temperament, his whole body is also filled with the pressure of the Dharma Manifestation Realm, and his eyes are sharp. He is the Dharma Manifestation Realm elder of Ancient Sword School, Qingxuan Zi.
The Ancient Sword School disciple behind him, tall and straight, was also walking towards the center of the open space.
The two parties soon faced each other in the middle of the open space, with murderous intent, and the smell of gunpowder in the air instantly became strong.
Blood Butcher stared at Qingxuan Zi across from him with cold eyes, and said in a cruel tone.
"Qingxuan Zi, let's make an end today. Mount Awn Mine will belong to me, Blood Baleful Intent Sect, or all of you Ancient Sword School disciples will be buried here."
Qingxuan Zi looked cold and let out a cold snort.
"Blood Butcher, don't be arrogant. We have been fighting for so many days, and we are about the same strength. You always exaggerate and say this."
"Mount Mang Ore Vein is the place left by the Flying Eagle Sect. I, Ancient Sword School, have always been friends with the Flying Eagle Sect. Now Flying Eagle Sect is not here, Mount Mang Ore Vein should belong to me, Ancient Sword School. You Blood Baleful Intent Sect should not have any wishful thinking. Today, let me, Ancient Sword School, teach you a lesson."
Blood Butcher didn't wait for him to finish speaking, waved his hands violently and shouted loudly.
"It's useless to talk too much. Kill me, my sons."
Following his order, hundreds of the Blood Baleful Intent Sect disciples rushed forward instantly, slashing with long knives in their hands, and headed towards the Ancient Sword School disciples.
Not to be outdone, Ancient Sword School's Qingxuan Zi raised his hand and said in a deep voice.
"Disciples, come and meet the enemy."
Ancient Sword School The disciples pulled out their long swords and each performed their sword skills, Sword Qi stirred.
The two parties quickly intertwined, and a fight broke out instantly.
The lights of swords and shadows intertwined, screams, clashes of weapons, and roars were endless.
The disciple of the Blood Baleful Intent Sect is good at Blood Fiend Saber Art. His moves are fierce and deadly. As long as the disciple of Ancient Sword School fails to parry and is hit by a long knife, he will be injured instantly.
Ancient Sword School's disciples are good at exquisite swordsmanship, agile and elegant, avoiding the real and attacking the weak. Blood Baleful Intent Sect's disciples are constantly stabbed by Sword Qi and fall down screaming.
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword come and go.
On the battlefield, broken limbs and broken arms can be seen everywhere, blood and flesh are flying everywhere, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.
On both sides of the rear of the battlefield, Blood Butcher and Qingxuan Zi each stood with their hands behind their hands, staring coldly at the battle situation. The pressure of the Dharma Manifestation Realm around them was quietly released, guarding each other.