Faced with the threat from the garrison, Zhang Liansong, who only cared about military exploits, raised his sword and struck down several people who blocked his path. Then, he swung his arm...

In full view of everyone, Liu Xing's head was chopped off.

"what!"

"Commander-in-Chief."

"General Liu..."

Looking at the head that had been separated from the body, it drew a blood-red parabola and was finally grabbed by the boy with the knife.

The thousands of garrison troops who came with Liu Xing let out shrill shouts.

Not only them, but also the onlookers, wanderers and merchants had shock written all over their faces.

The adopted son of the altar messenger was killed just like that?

When these imperial envoys from the capital are punished by heaven, will I be affected as well?

Should we escape from here?

Not to mention them, even He Zhishan and his group had horror written all over their faces.

In the eyes of these people, the newly arrived Commissioner Xu and his entourage were ignorant and fearless, so they dared to be so arrogant.

Anyone who has seen the altar messenger take action, who would dare to kill his adopted son?

From the moment Zhang Liansong and others jumped out and killed Chang Peng, Lu Ning and others, who were holding knives, were stunned where they were.

Their minds are shackled by rules and long-standing oppression...

It is hard to believe that the Jinyiwei from the capital not only dared to kill these Beggar Gang disciples in front of the Wanzhou garrison, but was even so "audacious" as to chop off Liu Xing's head in public.

Even if they are arrogant and domineering in the local area, and commit many evil deeds...

Lu Ning wanted to enforce justice more than once, but when he thought of the messenger sitting on the altar who was like a towering mountain, supporting him, he hesitated.

The move that completely subverted their cognition made them feel at a loss.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the young man who had only made one move from beginning to end but was in overall control of the situation.

Not only him, but everyone at the scene stared at the crimson figure slowly walking towards the crime scene with fear and shock.

"Sir, the lieutenant general's head is very valuable."

While everyone was terrified, Zhang Liansong, holding Liu Xing's head, smiled and said to Xu Shan who was walking over.

"Congratulations, Goudan, for becoming a distinguished Brilliant Diamond-level warrior."

"Everyone quack, quack!"

'Clatter.'

After Xu Shan finished saying this, the Jinyiwei who accompanied him all applauded him with smiles on their faces.

He did not take the so-called 'altar messenger' seriously at all.

What a joke.

Our master had slain a dragon in the Sea of ​​Books and Martial Arts; Cao Zhengchun, who was the most powerful warrior in the Ming Dynasty, was destroyed by him; and one and a half of the four celestial beings in Jiming Temple died.

There is another one, barely surviving!

The messenger sitting on the altar?

Having fun!

After seeing this, the local garrison came to their senses and roared, "Quick, quick, burn the soul talisman!"

"Please, please ask the altar messenger to come out of the mountain and defeat the demon!"

Upon hearing this, the accompanying priest came to his senses and immediately lit the soul talisman in his arms.

In an instant, a wisp of blood-red smoke shot straight into the sky!

"It's over, it's over."

"The altar envoy is about to take action personally."

"What should we do? Run away."

"escape?"

"The altar envoy has boundless magical powers."

"No matter where we flee, we will not be spared if he gets angry."

"It's all the fault of these imperial envoys from the capital."

"If it weren't for them..."

"How could we have gotten into such a desperate situation?"

Having said that, the common people and the martial artists present did not dare to make any unusual moves.

But the increasingly agitated mood made their voices of condemnation echo throughout the scene.

"Haha."

"You see it."

"This is the consequence of killing Lieutenant General Liu."

“Heaven is angry and people are resentful!”

This is the scene that Li Jing and others expected to see.

In their view, as long as the Messenger of the Altar comes, all problems will be solved!

What an imperial envoy!

What the imperial power of the Ming Dynasty!

In the entire Shu County, there are three major hurdles that you can never get around: life, death, and the altar messenger.

'Boom.'

At this moment, a sharp thunder suddenly sounded in the cloudless sky.

The common people, officials and soldiers present who heard the sound were stunned for a moment.

As they looked towards the sky, horror was written all over their faces!

"Wrath of the Witch God!"

"Wrath of the Witch God!"

"The messenger who sits on the altar is about to appear."

'Plop.'

When these words were shouted, the civilians, soldiers and some officials at the scene subconsciously knelt on the ground.

With their hands folded together, they kept bowing and worshiping.

He was still muttering in a mysterious way: "This matter has nothing to do with me. I beg the witch god to let me go!"

"Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor!"

"All the sins come from those people in the capital."

"When the witch god subdues demons, he must not harm the disciples!"

'Uh-huh. '

Even as they were begging, the bright sky gradually grew darker.

Immediately afterwards, a huge statue of the witch god slowly came into view.

At this moment, an invisible and intangible "divine power" descended from the sky.

Under the pressure, everyone at the scene buried their heads in the ground and couldn't lift them up.

Even Lu Ning and others had the urge to kneel down at this moment.

But at the moment when their knees just bent, a burst of energy directly bound their legs, forcing them to "hold their heads high and chests out."

"Ok?"

Lu Ning and others, who felt all this, suddenly turned their heads around.

They saw Mr. Xu, dressed in a crimson dragon robe, slowly walking towards them.

"Xu, Envoy Xu?"

"You are the emperor's personal soldiers. You can only die standing up, how can you live on your knees?"

"Don't disgrace your Feiyu suit."

"Don't let your colleagues, comrades, and brothers be ashamed because of you."

When Xu Shan finished speaking, Lu Ning and others subconsciously turned their heads to look.

In the scene where everyone was kneeling down, only those figures wearing flying fish uniforms were standing proudly.

Even the small flags and the general flags that were weaker than them thrust their blades into the ground, their veins bulging with anger as they supported their pride.

Their faces flushed red as they looked up at the image of the witch god hanging between heaven and earth.

His eyes were still filled with murderous intent and unwillingness.

After seeing this scene, Lu Ning and others firmly said: "I would rather die than surrender, I would rather die than kneel!"

“That’s the momentum!”

"Also, if you want to join this team in the future, don't compromise on my orders. If I tell you to kill everyone, don't hesitate."

"It's your job to follow orders. Failure to do so and not having done it are two completely different things."

"Remember, within our team..."

"Even if the sky falls, above you, there are still Qianhu and this assistant minister!"

"The worst outcome is nothing more than being executed!"

"It's not like they haven't killed me before if they follow me!"

'boom.'

As soon as he finished speaking, in the gradually darkening environment, nine scarlet dragons instantly wrapped around Xu Shan's body!

"Nine Suns Shining in the Sky!"

As he waved his arms, the sky, which was gradually getting darker, was replaced by a vast scarlet.

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