With a million soldiers, the empress begged me not to rebel

Although Qiao'er's martial arts skills are good, she is still slightly inferior to Blood Shadow Mad Knife.

After a few rounds, he was at a disadvantage.

Chen Qingwan was anxious, but she knew that her martial arts skills were limited and any rash action would only cause more trouble.

at this time.

Suddenly, there was a deafening explosion in the distance, followed by intensive gunfire.

"what happened?"

Chen Qingwan was startled and quickly lifted the car curtain to look into the distance.

In the distance, I saw dust rising and flames shooting into the sky.

Teams of soldiers wearing black uniforms and holding muskets.

They were pouring in from all directions, surrounding the Shura sect members.

"It's the Shannan County Musketeer Battalion! It's Lord Lu!"

Qiao'er shouted in surprise.

Chen Qingwan was delighted.

Lu Yan, the corrupt official, actually came and saved himself.

The emergence of the musket battalion completely reversed the situation of the war.

Although the Shura sect had a large number of followers, they were no match for the power of muskets.

Seeing this, the disaster victims around also fled in all directions.

There were cries and screams everywhere.

The already chaotic scene became even more chaotic.

They were like frightened birds, dodging the splattering blood and falling bullets.

Afraid that the next victim will be me.

Some who ran slowly were caught in the melee and died innocently.

Blood Shadow Mad Blade was also shocked by this sudden change.

His eyes almost popped out as he watched his men falling like wheat under the muskets.

What the hell is this?

Just a broken stick, two hits and everyone is dead?

And it makes a sound?

Could it be the legendary magic?

He only felt a heat in his crotch and a foul smell spread out.

"Gods and gods, please spare my life!"

He knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed repeatedly.

"I have been blind and ignorant, and have offended the gods. I beg the gods to show mercy and spare my life!"

He cried with tears and snot.

"I am the guardian of the Shura Sect, known as the Blood Shadow Mad Blade. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. I beg the gods to show me mercy!"

Lu Yan was riding on his horse, looking at Blood Shadow Mad Knife kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and couldn't help laughing.

He turned around and asked Lu Fei beside him:

"Shura Cult? What the hell is that? It sounds like a Shamatte organization."

Lu Fei shook his head in confusion:

"I don't know."

Lu Yan curled his lips, looking disgusted:

"What a bullshit name! Blood Shadow Mad Knife! If you didn't know, you'd think he was Mr. Tony from a hair salon!"

At this moment, dust was flying in the distance, and a group of people came rushing over.

The leader was a tall and strong man with a shiny bald head.

He had a huge string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck and his face was full of flesh.

You can tell at first glance that he's not a good person.

This person is the leader of the Shura Sect, also known as the Evil Buddha.

He used to be a monk, but later he returned to secular life and gathered a group of rabble to form the Shura Sect.

When Blood Shadow Mad Knife saw the Evil Buddha, it was like seeing a savior.

He crawled to the evil Buddha and hugged his thighs.

Crying:

"Master! You're finally here! These people... these people are gods! They know magic! Please save me!"

The evil Buddha was also extremely confused when he heard the incoherent description of Blood Shadow Mad Knife.

Is it really that magical?

He secretly looked at Lu Yan and his group, and saw that they were all wearing black military uniforms.

Holding a strange "stick", he really doesn't look like an ordinary soldier.

But as the leader of a religion, he cannot lose face in front of so many believers and Chen Qingwan.

Then, the evil Buddha coughed lightly, put his hands together, and said to Lu Yan:

"Donor, I am the leader of the Shura Sect, and my Dharma name is Evil Buddha."

"Now that Qingzhou is in great trouble, you are killing people and setting fire here. This is truly an unjust act."

"I see that you have an extraordinary face, you must be a person with a predestined relationship with Buddhism. Why don't you put down your butcher knife?"

"Take refuge in the Buddha, be a good person, and save all living beings. Isn't that wonderful?"

When Lu Yan heard this, he almost fell off his horse laughing.

He rolled his eyes and said:

"Good man? You old bald donkey, stop pretending."

"The good monk Tang Sanzang went through eighty-one trials and tribulations before finally achieving enlightenment."

"If a bad person puts down his butcher knife, he can become a Buddha right away. I will be a good person!"

Lu Yan took out his rifle and shot the evil Buddha.

With a "bang", the evil Buddha fell to the ground, and blood splattered all over the ground.

The Shura followers around were suddenly stunned.

Seeing their leader lying in a pool of blood, everyone was terrified and stunned.

"The leader... the leader is dead?"

Someone shouted, breaking the eerie silence.

The Shura sect members finally reacted and fell to their knees.

Trembling like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Grandpa God, spare my life!"

"We don't dare anymore!"

"We are willing to surrender!"

……

Lu Yan looked at the Shura followers kneeling on the ground as if he was looking at a group of shivering quails.

Is this worthy of being called a cult that kills people without blinking an eye?

They are clearly a group of old, weak, sick and disabled beggars.

Some snotty-nosed kids were even chewing on the dirty steamed buns.

I was completely confused and had no idea what was going on.

An old man who was missing a leg, trembling as he held up his cane,

There are words in his mouth:

"Grandpa God, please spare my life. I am already eighty-three years old and just waiting to be buried in peace..."

Lu Yan was shocked.

This evil Buddha really accepts everyone.

With their fighting power, they could be blown away by a gust of wind.

He rolled his eyes and waved his hand impatiently:

"Alright, alright, get out of here! Remember, every time you see me and the brothers behind me, you must kneel down and call me 'Master'!"

When these people heard this, they felt as if they had been pardoned and kowtowed profusely:

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpas, spare my life!"

Then he ran away crawling, fearing that Lu Yan would go back on his word.

The scene was like a group of mice seeing a cat, and they all disappeared in an instant.

Lu Yan was just about to call his brothers to clean up the battlefield.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a figure sneaking into the crowd.

Looking closely, it was the guy who called himself "Blood Shadow Mad Knife".

This kid is quite slippery.

"Want to run? No way!"

Lu Yan sneered and raised his hand to shoot.

The bullet flew past Blood Shadow Mad Knife's heel with a whoosh.

A small smoking pit was left on the ground.

Blood Shadow Mad Knife was so frightened that he stopped immediately.

He fell to his knees and cried out:

"Grandpa, please spare my life! I won't dare to do it again!"

Lu Yan rode his horse up to him, looked down at him, and said jokingly:

"Hey, aren't you quite arrogant? Blood Shadow Mad Blade? I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you're just a wimp."

Blood Shadow Mad Knife was so frightened that he was shaking all over and dared not make a sound.

Lu Yan looked him up and down.

Although this guy looks dark and thin, he has strong muscles.