The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 296 Immortal God’s Wonderful Technique
The time was a moment before Zhou Yan opened his eyes.

Yuan Yufeng and Old Liu stared wide-eyed at the three people who appeared in front of them. They were heavily armored and shielded, armed with swords, shields, crossbows, and arrows. One of them was wielding a long sword. Although there were only three of them, they were incredibly imposing and not at all weak in the face of the many enemies in front of them.

The general was sent flying by Li Zhenyue's attack and was crushed by the warhorse. One of his legs was twisted, but he still shouted, "Kill him! Kill him!"

Seeing such momentum, the others had no intention of going up.

But other officers also shouted angrily:

"Go! Take them down! There are only three of them, and they're not very strong!"

"Even if three or five hundred of us attack together, wielding long-handled swords, we still can't defeat you all!"

That's what he said, but the military officer was as if his feet were nailed to the ground, refusing to move forward.

Li Zhenyue pressed the heavy shield against the ground, using the Xuan Guan technique to connect with the earth's veins. His eyes narrowed slightly; he sensed something amiss—

strange?
Why is the power of the earth's veins that I feel different from before?

Like a dream, like an illusion, as if distorted.

Taking advantage of the situation, Pei Xuanniao rushed forward, shield in one hand and sword in the other, fighting his way back and snatching back a larger shield and two short spears. He threw them to Yuan Yufeng and Old Liu, shouting to them:

"You two, come back quickly."

Old Liu, dragging one leg, jumped up and kicked Yuan Yufeng, who was seeing such a scene for the first time, saying, "What are you standing there for, kid? Hurry up and come over here!"

With Shen Cangming at the center and Li Zhenyue as his assistant, the five people were arranged in a row.

Heavy shields were placed on both sides to protect against stray arrows.

Shen Cangming faced the situation ahead.

As for Yuan Yufeng and Old Liu, these two ordinary people gripped their spears and stood on the far left and right. Pei Xuanniao told them that all they needed to do was gather their spears. The five of them, back to back against the antique shop, actually formed a standard battle formation.

Military officer Lu ordered his men to push their warhorses aside, got up, and shouted sternly:
"Hidden armor and wielding long-handled broadswords!"

"Are you rebelling?!"

Pei Xuan Niao was furious: "What nonsense are you spouting, you petty official from this wretched place? I know the laws of the Great Tang Dynasty better than you do. Do you have a prefectural order to mobilize three or five hundred men, including armored soldiers? What army or camp are you from? Which general are you?"

"I am from the Pei family of Hedong. I have followers and friends all over the world. Military officers and generals from all directions have come to my house for tea and toasts. Who do you think you are? A cowardly bully who dares to try and make a name for yourself here?!"

When this scion of a powerful family gets arrogant, he can insult people more than anyone else.

Pei Xuan Niao swept his right hand and said sharply:
"We are here under orders, yet you dare to defy us! Don't you want to live?"

"Tell me, did you orchestrate this incident in Langzhong?!"

According to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, anyone who privately possesses armor shall be sentenced to death.

The three of them were no ordinary soldiers, but Pei Xuanniao remained unfazed and directly said that they were acting under orders and hadn't even started anything yet, but he was already trying to shift the blame onto them. Lu Yishan was shocked, but he saw that Pei Xuanniao, although young, had an arrogant air about him, clearly indicating that he came from a noble family.

Lu Yishan felt a pang of fear, but then he thought about that matter...

Immediately, a murderous aura rose in his heart, turning into fierceness, and he said, "What nonsense! The Pei family of Hedong? What are they? Never heard of them!"

Pei Xuan Niao was furious.

"You old pig-dog, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Li Zhenyue raised his shield and chuckled, "Why don't you show me your skills? That 'quite wealthy' thing about you?"

Pei Xuan Niao said in a low voice, "Old Li, you shouldn't be trying to have any fun right now."

"If I were to mention a prestigious family name, I could impress people. But if I were to say that I am 'quite wealthy,' I'd probably end up becoming someone else's money bag."

Li Zhenyue laughed: "Aren't you Zhou Yan's human money bag now?"

Pei Xuanniao gritted his teeth.

However, it cannot be refuted.

"I am not yet strong. Once my cultivation improves, I will definitely..."

Li Zhenyue mocked, "Master Zhou doesn't have as much wealth as you."

Lu Yishan hardened his heart and frantically urged his troops to launch a fierce attack. Yuan Yufeng, who came from an ordinary background and was just a common soldier, had never seen such a scene before. As hundreds of men charged forward shouting battle cries, he felt his scalp tingle.

His own hands were trembling, his scalp was tingling, and tears were streaming down his face uncontrollably.

Holding the gun with both hands, he thrust it fiercely.

Old Liu's expression changed drastically—he knew what was going on. Some people's hands would tremble, twitch, and even shed tears when they first got into a real fight, but it wasn't out of fear, but rather excitement.

Such a person, when fighting, will not feel pain, and will not hold back, aiming only to kill.

Old Liu is cunning. He had no choice but to take sides in today's situation, putting his life on the shoulders of these outsiders. But even if the matter is settled, at most the military officers will be stripped of their titles, while the ordinary soldiers will still be around.

These soldiers were all from respectable local families.

Who knows, they might even know their parents and grandparents, have greeted each other when they passed by in the past, had tea together, and chatted.

Heroes and sages, you've done your duty and left. But the two of them still have to make a living here. They just need to do what they're supposed to do. If they take the lives of local children, they won't be able to live here anymore.

Old Liu was so anxious that his scalp was sweating.

How much is your monthly salary? Why are you working so hard?!

Why should we, as insignificant people, care so much about the struggles of the powerful? In the end, isn't it just ordinary people from good families killing each other? You still haven't heeded my teachings.

Old Liu, holding his spear, seized the opportunity to poke the breastplate of the young man who was rushing over amidst the shouts of battle. With a quick thrust of his hands and a flick of his wrist, he shoved the young man aside.

Seeing Yuan Yufeng's actions, they tried to stop her, but it was too late.

He watched helplessly as the man suddenly thrust his weapon toward the other man's throat.

Old Liu's vision went black.

One poke between the eyebrows, two pokes in the throat, three pokes between the eyebrows, four pokes in the throat.

You're holding nothing back.

Just as he was getting anxious, Yuan Yufeng's breathing became heavy, his mind went blank, and everything in front of him began to separate, as if he could see the [location] in front of him directly with his naked eyes, lock onto the [location] where the blood and qi flowed, and instinctively pierced through it.

But this mysterious and powerful shot was caught by a large hand.

It is Shen Cangming.

The chilling killing intent dissipated, instantly calming Yuan Yufeng's mind. At that moment, the young man who had rushed forward also turned pale and was sent flying by Shen Cangming's punch.

Shen Cangming's voice was calm as he said:

"Control yourself."

"Knowing why you fight and the purpose of the battle is more important than the fighting itself. Simply knowing how to wield a sword to kill people makes you a puppet. You only grow when you think about these two points."

"Yes Yes……"

Yuan Yufeng murmured in reply, a chill running down her spine as she recalled her recent state. Shen Cangming's killing intent domain allowed him to perceive the state of all opponents and teammates within a ten-zhang radius with crystal clarity, and the twelve-zhang-long standard-issue Mo Dao in his hand was enough for him to control the changes on the battlefield.

He was well aware that the current situation was still unclear, and killing was not something to be done lightly; even taking anyone's life required utmost caution.

After all, those they were facing at this moment were all subjects of the Tang Dynasty.

Shen Cangming, Pei Xuanniao, and Li Zhenyue clearly knew the composition of the Tang Dynasty's government troops and knew that many of the enemies in front of them were just ordinary people from good families in the Tang Dynasty, unlike them, who were professional elite soldiers.

Shen Cangming raised his hand to block a knife, looking at the young face of a mere seventeen-year-old.

A palm strike to his shoulder sent him flying off the battlefield.

"This is not where you belong. Leave."

Force is for protection, not for slaughter.

What's more, it's the slaughter of ordinary people who are kept in the dark?

Lu Yishan watched as the trio, or rather the five-man group, faced an enemy a hundred times their size, yet remained completely unshaken. In fact, they continued to toss the state soldiers out of the battle circle in their own unique ways.

These state soldiers were either knocked unconscious or had their arms broken, but they were not killed.

The most prized blade of the Tang Dynasty would not turn against its people and kill them.

Whether it was Shen Cangming of Anren Army, Li Zhenyue of Shuofang Army, or Pei Xuanniao, they all understood this point and held firm to it in their hearts. They also knew that they were stalling for time, waiting for Zhou Yan and Li Zhiwei.

Under these circumstances, they refused to kill their own people, the subjects of the Tang Dynasty.

Seeing their reaction, Lu Yishan immediately understood.

A cunning glint flashed in his eyes. He summoned his adjutant, said a few words, and the adjutant looked incredulous. After repeating himself a few times, he was slapped across the face, his face turning ashen, before he went out to carry out his mission.

After a while.

Shen Cangming caught a glimpse of a scene and his face turned furious.

A special group of troops appeared here—they were not wearing armor, but ordinary civilian clothes; they were civilians who had not yet fallen asleep, including panicked old men, young and strong men who were just ordinary people, and some children with innocent expressions on their faces.

There was a pregnant woman with a large belly.

Lu Yishan grabbed the pregnant woman by the neck and pulled her over, pressing his sword against her stomach. He said coldly, "Those inside, put down your weapons. If you refuse, my sword has no eyes."

Li Zhenyue slightly raised his eyes.

Fire ignited in Pei Xuanniao's eyes.

The pregnant woman trembled, her voice shaking, "General... what are you doing?"

The lieutenant's face showed a struggle as he said:

"General Lu, please don't do this, this is..."

Lu Yishan slapped him across the face and said sternly, "This woman secretly colluded with traitors, which I discovered, so I captured her. Isn't that a military achievement? As for the child in this woman's womb, it must be a bastard!"

Yuan Yufeng's eyes blazed with fury, and Old Liu couldn't help but clench his chest in anger: "You, you son of a bitch, you bastard!"

Lu Yishan said, "Insulting an official of the Great Tang Dynasty is an even greater crime!"

"Put down your weapons, remove your armor, and surrender immediately."

"I will count three numbers."

He gazed ahead at the three warriors clad in iron armor, exuding an overwhelming and oppressive aura like iron towers. He noticed the leader, the one wielding a long-handled sword, lower his eyes, as if finally giving up, and exhaling a breath.

Lu Yishan said, "Three..."

hum! ! !
Suddenly, a blur appeared before my eyes.

His arm suddenly felt slightly cold, followed by an indescribable emptiness. Lu Yishan's mind went blank for a moment, and then he saw an arm lying on the ground. That arm looked incredibly familiar.

It was his own arm.

The 'hostages' in our hands have been protected.

Lu Yishan was momentarily dazed when an unbearable, intense pain shot through his arm, causing him to let out a shrill scream. The others could see it more clearly—Lu Yishan had only counted once when the heavily armored man had already moved.

Despite wearing a full set of heavy armor, it swept across several feet in an instant.

The long sword in his hand fell like an ordinary sword, and Lu Yishan was instantly subdued. According to the requirements of the Tang Dynasty's army, Lu Yishan was a high-ranking military officer in Langzhong, and also a sixth-rank officer. However, at this moment, he did not react at all.

Its own magical power showed absolutely no reaction.

He tried to draw his sword, but the next moment, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder.

The Mo Dao cleaved directly into his shoulder. Lu Yishan tried his best but was unable to resist. He was forced to kneel on the ground, spitting out blood. But at this moment, his eyes swept across the blade and he noticed the engravings on it.

[Xingxiuchuan Shen Cangming defeats the Tubo at Qinghai Lake]

[Thirty-seven enemy generals were beheaded in battle]

Lu Yishan's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "You are Shen Cangming of Xingxiuchuan!"

The voice paused slightly, containing fear, before turning into ecstatic joy.

"He's a traitor, a traitor!"

"Shoot! Shoot them all!" With these urgent shouts, arrows were aimed at the antique shop ahead. He also ordered his adjutant to bring in a large number of archers. Seeing their commander trapped, they instinctively drew their bows and pointed them forward.

Then, they fired in unison, the arrows locking onto not only the antique shop and the people in front, but also the civilians they had 'driven' there.

Shen Cangming swung his sword horizontally, creating a gust of wind that intercepted some of the arrows. Li Zhenyue charged forward, and an invisible giant shield appeared on his heavy shield, forcefully blocking the first volley of arrows.

Li Zhenyue shouted, "Everyone, come to the back!"

The people rushed to his side, and at that moment, a second wave of arrows arrived. Due to the unusual nature of the earth's veins, Li Zhenyue was unable to activate them for defense and could only watch helplessly as the arrows shot towards him and the people.

Li Zhenyue gritted his teeth and forcibly raised his shield.

Yuan Yufeng felt fear and despair. He saw the bewilderment on the face of a thirteen-year-old boy next to him, the despair of the pregnant woman, and her tears as she protected her abdomen and defied common sense by pointing her back towards the arrow.

Seeing the tall Li Zhenyue, he gritted his teeth and roared, his eyes flashing with anger and resentment.

Then there was Pei Xuan Niao, who swooped out and stood to one side holding a shield.

And then there's Lu Yishan's ferocious, maniacal laughter.

The myriad aspects of life: is this what life is like before death?

Yuan Yufeng was filled with despair; she could no longer react, and even her voice seemed to drift away.

But at that moment, all was silent, and a calm sound fell.

"Certainly."

(End of this chapter)