Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

"There is unrest in Wujin City. Vice General Cui has ordered all officers and soldiers to assemble outside the city immediately."

Following this order, hundreds of officers and soldiers stationed nearby rushed towards Wujin City.

Not long after they left, a strong wind suddenly blew in the originally quiet west wind outlet.

The thick smoke carried by the wind filled the entire Jinyiwei camp.

"Oh no, the air is poisonous!"

"Quickly evacuate to the other side of the river!"

The people in the camp who discovered the abnormality screamed at the top of their lungs.

In the light of the campfire, dozens of tall figures fled from the camp in panic.

'Swoosh!'

At this moment, thousands of hidden weapons, like flowers scattered from heaven, attacked the Jinyiwei camp.

"what!"

Under the influence of the toxic smoke, they were already in a panic and could not organize any effective defense.

In an instant, shrill screams echoed throughout the camp.

Dozens of figures fell to the ground.

This indiscriminate attack lasted for several minutes.

The sudden gust of wind came to an abrupt end only when no one was left standing at the scene.

'Pah-ta-ta.'

The crisp sound of footsteps came from the outskirts of Xifengkou.

The next second, dozens of black shadows flashed from the high slope of Xifengkou.

When they rushed into the Jinyiwei camp and confirmed that there were no more survivors, the leading man immediately ordered, "Send a signal flare to the ship."

"Yes."

'Whoosh.'

'boom! '

Following his command, several flares broke the silence of the night.

"Protector, that's not right!"

"The blood flowing from the dead bodies lying outside is not fresh blood!"

"They've been dead for at least two days."

Suddenly a dark shadow noticed something unusual and started shouting loudly.

"Ok?"

Just as the leading guardian suddenly turned his head, a subordinate who had gone to the Jinyiwei camp to finish off the enemy rushed out, carrying a scarecrow riddled with hidden weapons.

"Protector, the people who fell in the tent were not real people, but scarecrows!"

Upon hearing this, the leading guardian who was originally in charge of the overall plan suddenly felt a pang of fear in his heart.

"No, we fell into a trap."

"Get out quickly!"

'Clatter.'

But just as he finished his words, several figures suddenly emerged from under the water.

The leading man turned his back to the crowd and shouted in a cocky voice, "I hold the sun and moon in my hands and pluck the stars. There is no one like me in the world."

"Want to go?"

"I asked the Jinyiwei Pen King, Zhang Liansong, and he said no!"

'bass! ’

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Goudan turned around suddenly and threw the blade in his hand.

The powerful and violent sword intent cut through the night sky and directly struck the leading guardian.

In order to cover his own people's retreat, this protector did not retreat but advanced in the face of Zhang Liansong's sharp attack!

He wanted to use his strength, which was close to that of heavenly punishment, to delay the siege of the Jinyiwei.

however……

When he really exerted his strength and chose to collide with it, the sword intent mixed with the ethereal true energy made his whole face look terrified and distorted.

'boom! '

'puff. '

In an instant, the guardian's own totem power was completely shattered, and he fell directly to the ground like a missile.

While he was carving out a depression, he was in so much pain that he vomited blood several times.

'Snapped. '

Zhang Liansong, who was always following him, appeared in front of him.

He looked down at the other person with contempt.

The blade in his hand was already placed on the opponent's neck.

"Piaomiao, Piaomiao Qi?"

"You, are you from Tianyi Dao?"

Facing the guardian's question, Zhang Liansong, with a cold smile on his face, said, "I just introduced myself. Didn't you hear clearly?"

"I'm the Jinyiwei Pen King, Zhang Liansong!"

"You're still trying to take advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack?"

“My most beloved King of Ming Dynasty Pen Kings—Brother Xu—has predicted your prediction.”

"Today, none of you can leave."

When Zhang Liansong finished speaking, the Demon Sealing Clan's guardian, who had gotten over his initial panic, said coldly, "Can't leave?"

"Do you really think we don't have any backup plan?"

"Fellow guardians, we are willing to sacrifice our bodies and souls to help the Seven Evils Formation rise."