Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

Xu Shan's laughter and behavior made Zhu Wusi feel uneasy.

Especially when the other party stared at him with that sharp gaze, King Ning, who had been in a high position for so many years, actually felt a sense of fear.

"Do you know where this is? The capital!"

"Whether the capital is in chaos or not, I, Xu Shan, have the final say."

"I can make tens of thousands of your elite soldiers vanish into thin air, and I can trample the high and mighty Ming princes under my feet like dead dogs..."

"Could I have missed the Imperial Mausoleum? Would it put the Ming Dynasty and His Majesty in trouble again?"

Facing Xu Shanbei's contemptuous answer, Zhu Wusi's face fell immediately. His brain was idle for a long time before he said unwillingly: "No, it's impossible. You don't have extra manpower to guard the imperial mausoleum."

"Shen Jishu, a number of masters, were previously trapped in Liuhe."

"The rest of you, hold on to the capital."

"Where did you get the back-up plan?"

Hearing this, Xu Shan sneered and looked towards the direction of the imperial mausoleum and said, "You can ask for external aid from the foreign barbarians and foreign princes."

"I, Xu Shan...why can't I do that?"

"Don't forget, my backers are not only in the capital."

When he heard this, a tall figure instantly appeared in Zhu Wusi's mind.

The Imperial Mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty...

After Zhu Wusi ordered his men to issue orders to this place, people led by the Ning Wang Mansion's guest official [Thunderbolt] Ling Zhen, [The Sage Scholar] Xiao Rang, and others, along with their formation master, headed straight for the Ming Dynasty Imperial Mausoleum.

They originally thought that the focus of all the masters in the capital should be in the imperial city at this time.

But when they arrived here, they saw a middle-aged man sitting on the ground at the entrance of the mausoleum.

An extremely large blade pierced in front of him.

Ling Zhen and Xiao Rang looked at each other, then hurriedly looked around to see if there were any more ambushes.

Before they could wait, the test was completed. The middle-aged man stretched lazily and said, "No need to test."

"I am the only one guarding the imperial mausoleum."

After saying that, the man slowly stood up and said, "I advise you to go back to where you came from."

"I haven't fought in the capital for a few years. I don't want your blood to stain my knife!"

Ling Zhen, who couldn't sense any aura fluctuations from the middle-aged man, said with a sinister look, "Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?"

"superior."

"Quick victory!"

"Kill him."

'Uh-huh. '

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Rang and others rushed forward!

After seeing this scene, the middle-aged man sneered: "I told you but you didn't listen, and even after listening you didn't act..."

"Seek death!"

'bass! ’

'boom. ’

The middle-aged man took a step forward and immediately pulled out the heavy knife that was stuck in the ground.

At the moment of horizontal chopping, a powerful and violent sword force directly slashed towards the opponent.

"what?"

The explosive power that burst out in an instant also caused a trace of panic to flash in the eyes of Ling Zhen and Xiao Rang, who were about to wipe out this man just now.

They subconsciously raised their arms, holding blades to block the opponent's sword force.

'pound!'

'boom.'

However, the moment they came into contact with the sword's force, the blades in their hands were forcibly broken, and they were cut in half along with them.

‘Poof! ’

There were no shrill screams, only the strange sound of the body being dismembered and hitting the ground heavily.

The blood dyed the land in front of the imperial tomb red, and even the surrounding bushes were stained with blood.

‘Gulu. ’

The scene of killing Ling Zhen, Xiao Rang and others with just one sword made the people who were protecting the formation master at the back swallow their saliva deeply.

Their eyes were filled with fear, and they subconsciously took a few steps back.

'pound.'

The middle-aged man casually pressed the heavy knife under his palm.

The seemingly unsharpened tip of the knife penetrated one-fifth of the way into the ground the moment it struck the ground.

The surrounding land also cracked like a spider web.

He did not exert any strength, but relied solely on the weight of the heavy sword.

"Now that you're here, why don't you come out?"

"I told you, I'm the only one in the imperial mausoleum, so there's no need to be so cautious."

After hearing the middle-aged man's lazy words, the remaining people first looked around, and then looked around.

'Uh-huh. '

The next second, a man in strange clothes came out of nowhere.

"The heavy blade has no edge, the tyrant sword Ji Gang?"

'Hiss.'

After hearing this name, the few remaining people couldn't help but gasp.

For them, the titles of "Nan Ji Bei Zuo" and "Ba Dao Ji Gang" are a little far away.

After all, when Ji Gang was on the march for Sheng Ma, the previous emperor was still in power.

What really made him famous in this era was that he had an adopted son, Xu Shan, who dared to kill the gods, destroy Buddha... and even had great power in the capital!

It is said that Xu Shan inherited the true swordsmanship from him and was able to enter the ninth rank at the age of coming of age.

With such a strong disciple, the master must be intimidating!

"Do you know me?"

Ji Gang raised his head, still looking calm and composed.

The corners of his mouth are raised, seemingly smiling, but in fact he has an arrogant look that looks down on the world.

In this respect, Xu Shan and he are simply cut from the same cloth.

"When you meet a strong opponent, you become stronger. Your strength is unknown!"

"Ji Pifu's sword is famous far and wide."

Hearing this, Ji Gang sneered and said, "I'm embarrassed by the photos of this horse."

"What's your name? Judging from your attire, you don't look like someone from the Ming Dynasty."

"Outer barbarian, Yin Kexi!"

"Oh?"

"The Three Heroes of the Tartars?"

"interesting!"

For the foreign barbarians, Zhu Wushi's defeat was indeed a pity, but it was also within their tolerance range!

The reason why he was willing to secretly help the Ning Wang Mansion was simply because he hoped that the Ming Dynasty would continue to be in turmoil.

In this way, they will have the opportunity to move south after keeping a low profile.

Therefore, it is also their wish to secretly help Prince Ning to open the Gate of Hell and the Gate of Xuankong in the imperial mausoleum.

"I didn't intend to kill so many people today."

"But you, a Tartar, will eventually become a serious threat to the Ming Dynasty."

"so……"

"You have to die."

Hearing this, Yin Kexi smiled and replied, "If it was Tyrant Blade in his prime, I would naturally not dare to be arrogant."

"But Ji Pifu, who was nailed with the Soul Locking Nail..."

"I still have the strength to fight."

"Haha."

After Yin Kexi finished speaking, Ji Gang laughed arrogantly and said, "That's outdated."

'bass.'

As soon as the words fell, Ji Gang and Yin Kexi moved almost at the same time.

Yin Kexi, who hoped to cut the Gordian knot quickly, immediately used his trump card.

In his opinion, as long as Ji Gang didn't pull out the six dragon-locking nails, he would surely kill the other party.

'boom'

'puff! '

However, the two sides only had one encounter. Yin Kexi, who had already entered the Ninth Rank for some time, was overwhelmed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, it flew away like a kite with a broken string.

"You, your strength, is not, is not constrained by the Dragon Locking Nail..."

"Everyone says it's old news."

"Who made me have such an awesome adopted son?"