Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

Chapter 1285

'bass! ’

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Liansong leaped into the backyard of the Wu family and, after slaying several people, unleashed a swift slash.

It condensed into a ferocious blue dragon, which slashed towards Wahamu with lightning speed.

"Sword intent manifesting in form?"

"The power of an eighth-rank official, the might of a ninth-rank official?"

"Stop him, quick..."

"Stop him."

As Zhang Liansong made his move, not only the experts of the barbarian army, but even the retainers raised by the eight great families rushed towards him in a coordinated attack.

Faced with the power of his blade.

Several experienced experts joined forces to block them, while assassins lurking in the shadows prepared to deliver a fatal blow from both flanks.

Zhang Liansong's strength was certainly not weak, and the timing of his attack caught everyone on the scene off guard.

But this is, after all, the Wu family's villa.

Among Wahham's followers and worshippers were certainly no shortage of equally skilled individuals.

If it were a one-on-one fight, no one would be able to avoid the sharpness of his blade.

But it's different now.

Their overwhelming numerical advantage, combined with their concerted efforts, allowed them not only to block the attack but also to successfully surround Zhang Liansong.

"careful!"

These two words came out abruptly from within the barbarian army camp.

Upon hearing the sound, many people instinctively turned their heads to look.

Tuotuohua, holding a leather whip, stood up with a nervous expression.

If it were any other 'assassin,' she would certainly have spared no effort in protecting Wahamut.

But upon recognizing the attacker as Zhang Liansong, and just as he was about to be ambushed, he couldn't help but blurt out a warning!

He even leaped up.

It appeared to be a flanking maneuver to cover for the enemy, but in reality, he had a hidden agenda: to lure the enemy into breaking out from his side.

"hateful!"

"In broad daylight, a mere individual dares to attempt to assassinate me?"

"Even if he is a direct descendant of the Heavenly Dao Sect, he will remain here today."

"Anyone who dares to abuse their power for personal gain, I don't care whose disciple you are, I will execute you on the spot."

Seeing several of his generals and guards killed by this box of 'gifts,' Wahamut, enraged and humiliated, immediately roared.

In particular, Tuotuohua's 'abnormal' behavior made him even more furious.

"Whoever kills this traitor will be promoted three ranks and rewarded with a thousand taels of gold."

After Wahmu abruptly finished adding these words...

Having completed the encirclement of Zhang Liansong's assassins and retainers, they brazenly unleashed their trump card.

Zhang Liansong, who naturally still had his own "trump cards" in hand, showed no panic upon seeing this situation, only endless resentment.

"Lord Xu, I said I want to install a pen!"

"But it didn't say that he faced all of this alone."

"You can't just ignore this!"

"I'm young, and I don't know when to stop bragging."

"Brothers, please don't take this seriously."

'Wow.'

As soon as Zhang Liansong, who was known for his timidity, finished speaking, a murmur of uproar erupted throughout the large venue.

Some people even instinctively pulled their heads back a little after hearing his call.

Even the elders who were at the forefront, eager to claim the greatest credit, stopped in their tracks at that moment.

Who?

Lord Xu?

Xu Shan?

He's not dead?

You've come to Shuozhou too?

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Privately, no matter how much people slander and insult Xu Shan, who wouldn't be nervous when facing this formidable figure?

Who isn't afraid?

Who doesn't feel fear subconsciously?

That was Xu Rentu, the butcher who slaughtered his way through the entire Ming Dynasty.

"This is Shuozhou!"

"Barbarian territory."

"No matter who comes, or how many people come, they're all going to die."

"It's time to take action. Take action."

'boom.'

Just as Waham's personal lieutenant finished speaking on behalf of his master...

The once radiant sky was instantly shrouded in crimson.

In that instant, the barbarian soldiers, the heads of the eight great families, and the worshippers on the scene were all thrown into a panic.

"what?"

"This, this is a domain?"

"Covering up the sky and blotting out the sun?"

"The person who made the move is at least a pseudo-saint."

'bass.'

'Sizzle.'

"Ow."

Just as they were speaking in terror, the piercing sounds of strangulation echoed in their ears.

"Ok?"

Looking towards the sound, they saw that the barbarian army experts and the eight great families' retainers who had just surrounded Zhang Liansong were being killed by a series of black shadows.

'Clap. '

The moment they landed, the guests and barbarian soldiers who were nearby were able to accurately identify each other from their clothing and weapons.

"Embroidered Spring Blade?"

"Flying fish suit?"

"The Imperial Guards of the Ming Dynasty!"

'Hiss.'

The crowd, already panicked from being trapped in the area, gasped in fear upon seeing the Imperial Guards appear.

What truly filled them with despair was a scarlet figure slowly and steadily walking from the end of the line to the front.

During this time, the Imperial Guards, who were originally lined up in a cone shape, all made way to create a pedestrian walkway.

As that dazzling figure stepped to the forefront, the heads of the eight prominent families of Jinzhou, who each once possessed a portrait of him, exclaimed in alarm in unison, "Xu... Xu Shan?"

'boom.'

When they called out the name, the brief silence was broken into another uproar.

All the previous speculations have been completely confirmed at this moment.

Let alone the heads of the eight major families, even Wahamu, who was being protected, nearly had his eyes pop out of his head!

"Xu, Xu Shan, you, you didn't go to Lingshan Peak?"

"No, otherwise, how could you have escaped unscathed?"

Completely panicked, Wahamu was no longer the domineering figure he had been before.

His voice trembled as he said this.

"If we hadn't gone to Lingshan Peak, how could this generous gift have been delivered to you so promptly?"

With a cold smile on his face, Xu Shan sat down on the stool next to him.

Behind him, the Imperial Guards lined up in a fan shape.

On the walls of the Wu family compound, figures could be faintly seen.

These were clearly assassins from the Dark Moon Pavilion and Ghost Pavilion who had entered the city with Xu Shan.

"No, it's impossible!"

"Ling Shanfeng's scheme was personally set up by the [Earth Demon King] Pudu Cihang."

"You, you mere mortal, how could you possibly defeat the [Earth Demon King]?"

"Haha."

Upon hearing the other party's idiotic question, the Imperial Guards let out a harsh laugh.

Even Xu Shan had a smirk on his face, his expression full of disdain.

"The Earth Demon King?"

"Universal Salvation and Compassion?"

"He wants my physique, Xu Shan, but how could I not covet his Earthly Fiend Origin?"

"Just like now..."

"You barbarians all dream of marching south and seizing the fertile lands of the Ming Dynasty. And don't we also yearn to turn the northern deserts into the Ming Dynasty's backyard?"

Having said all this, Xu Shan, who vaguely sensed that barbarian troops were trying to break through his 'domain', ignored the horrified looks on everyone's faces and added, "That's about enough."

"Kill if you deserve it, scratch if you deserve it!"