In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

This villa, situated on the riverbank, may not be large or spacious, but its luxury is unparalleled in the capital. With glazed tiles for the walls, celadon for the floor, and a concrete foundation, it can be said that even the most luxurious mansions and palaces cannot compare to the grandeur of this seemingly small villa.

Looking at the huge villa, it appears small on the surface, but in fact it covers an area of ​​more than 800 square meters.

The villa was three stories high and five feet tall. Ten men in black quietly sneaked inside.

However, not long after they entered the courtyard, a huge figure, about 12 or 13 feet tall, appeared behind them.

And without a sound, this huge and dangerous black shadow managed to evade a group of skilled black-clad martial artists and approach one of them.

Immediately afterwards, a bear paw the size of a washbasin slammed directly onto the chest of a man in black who had turned to look.

puff!

The force of that (bear) paw was more than a thousand pounds; the black-clad expert's entire body was thrown out, like a bowling ball, and slammed into the other black-clad men.

... .. ...

But the others knew they were being attacked from behind the moment the bear's paw struck.

Therefore, he dodged his companion's body bomb by sidestepping, and at the same time looked in horror at the 'expert' who had launched the sneak attack, which turned out to be an enormous iron-eating beast.

This iron-eating beast was unusually large, yet incredibly fast, charging towards a nearby expert in black with a speed comparable to that of a cheetah.

Bang!

One force can overcome all methods. Perhaps because it had fought Zhang Xiaoshan many times, the Iron-Eating Beast directly predicted the opponent's evasive route.

In the instant it turned to the side, the bear paw also slightly changed the trajectory of its attack, striking the bear squarely and sending it flying.

Its strength is immense, its power unmatched!

Faced with such a monster, the black-clad expert was simply no match for it.

After all, the power and domineering nature of a bear's paw can be described as a fatal blow.

"escape!"

"Where to escape!"

Knowing long ago that a group of Tibetans were unwilling to give up, Liu Sheng Piaoxu laid a trap here when he discovered the Tibetan spies.

Under the moonlight, a silver light suddenly appeared. Before a top expert could react, he was directly split in two by an extremely cold and powerful blade of energy.

The powerful and domineering silver-white sword energy was none other than the snow drifting down to earth by Liu Sheng Piaoxu.

"Magic Sword Cut!"

A dazzling flash of light appeared, but this time it was blood; a black-clad man's head had already been severed from his body.

"There's an ambush, retreat!"

But at this point, they had no chance to escape, and blood-stained clothes suddenly appeared around the villa.

There were also many onlookers observing the Zhang family's strength.

After all, these men in black were the first to attack the Zhang family.

They also witnessed many surprises from the Zhang family, such as that enormous and dangerous figure. Who would have thought that a seemingly simple-minded iron-eating beast would not only be agile like a raccoon, but also possess such strength, probably comparable to a top martial arts master, and not just any ordinary top martial arts master.

Adding to that the extraordinary power of Liu Sheng Piaoxu and Bai Feifei's Blood Moon Scimitar strike.

Chapter 465 A Fury for a Beauty Leads to a Assault at the State Guesthouse

"Kumārajīva wasn't inside?"

Zhang Xiaoshan, returning from the welcoming building, looked at the ten bald assassins in front of him, all of whom were experts from the Tibetan delegation.

Now, all these high lamas have become gruesome corpses, not a single one left alive, lying quietly here.

Originally, given Liu Sheng Piaoxu's unparalleled strength, capturing a few prisoners would have been more than enough, but Zhang Xiaoshan didn't need any prisoners alive; keeping them would only cause trouble, so it was better to kill them all.

Who knows if these monks will turn on you? It's always better to be dead.

For example, right now, ten high lamas dressed in black have died here; their identities are self-evident.

assassin!

Even if these high lamas wanted to argue, they couldn't change the fact that he was an assassin.

Faced with this situation, ordinary yamen runners were naturally at a loss and could only report it up the chain of command, eventually handing it over to the upper echelons of the empire for handling.

At the same time, the Tibetan delegation also began to distort the truth, slandering the Zhang family for massacring their Tibetan warrior monks.

This matter is clearly black and white, and all the major families in the capital can see it clearly.

However, given the extent of the repercussions, none of them came forward to corroborate the Zhang family's story. Even so, the ten high lamas, dressed in black, stormed into the Zhang family's villa just as Zhang Xiaoshan was heading to a banquet.

It's easy to imagine that this was a premeditated plan involving a "3-2-3" strategy.

It's a pity that these alien races underestimated the power of the Zhang family.

They had no idea how strong their foundation was; even a pet iron-eating beast they kept had strength comparable to a top expert.

Moreover, the practitioners, Liu Sheng Piaoxu and Bai Feifei, were at least at the pinnacle of their skills.

Therefore, no matter how the Tibetan delegation tried to argue, the fact remains that ten black-clad lamas appeared at the Zhang family's residence, and that they were killed by the women of the Zhang family.

It couldn't possibly be a member of the Zhang family who lured these lamas to another courtyard in the middle of the night.

Faced with the Zhang family and the empire's relentless questioning, even Vice Chancellor Mo Cang could only admit defeat and shirk responsibility once again.

As for slandering the Zhang family?

First, there needs to be evidence? Without even evidence, the Zhang family isn't someone you can easily slander.

"As expected of barbarians!"

They disregard etiquette, break their promises, and disregard rules; yet they have the audacity to come to the Central Plains to demand justice.

Upon hearing Princess Taiping's account, even the Empress and Shangguan Wan'er felt that Zhang Xiaoshan had done the right thing.

The Zhang family treated him with courtesy and, at the great monk's request, lifted the restrictions, allowing him to read widely from various classic texts. But this Kumārajīva, instead of keeping his promise to the Zhang family, turned around and taught the Central Plains martial arts to those foreign monks.

Zhang Xiaoshan's killing of those Tibetan monks who practiced Central Plains martial arts was a great relief to the people.

If Kumārajīva had not died, these martial arts techniques would eventually have been introduced to Tibet.

Thinking of this, the Empress couldn't help but look at Shangguan Wan'er; this monk could not be allowed to live.

As for suspicion?

The Empress still believed in the argument of a Grandmaster, and since Zhang Xiaoshan dared to say it openly, it showed that he was truly confident.

Besides, who are the Tibetans? They are barbarians, fickle and treacherous people.

This is perfectly normal.

···

"You are a beautiful woman, but you are a thief!"

Inside the State Guesthouse!

Although Zhang Xiaoshan did not kill anyone directly as he stormed in, the techniques of the Pure Yang Finger were not something that ordinary people could fathom.

He merely hovered in mid-air, making no sound of anything breaking through the air, and wherever he passed, all the Tibetan lamas and their skilled guards fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Even though many of those present were top experts, Kumārajīva, who was at the pinnacle of his cultivation, still felt immense pressure facing Zhang Xiaoshan's murderous aura.

Kumārajīva never expected that Zhang Xiaoshan would actually storm into the state guesthouse, showing no respect whatsoever to the empire.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. The wrath of a grandmaster is something even an empire wouldn't dare to directly provoke, let alone a group of reckless Tibetan monks who directly broke into someone's home.

The Tibetan delegation was clearly in the wrong in this matter!

Even the Imperial Guards outside only surrounded the State Guesthouse and did not rush in directly.

If they were in Zhang Xiaoshan's position, they wouldn't be able to swallow this insult either.

Stealing someone's house?

A group of monks being shameless is something no man could tolerate.

Moreover, the two killing gods guarding the entrance of the state guesthouse, one being the Mad Lion Iron Battle and the other the vicious Duan Yanqing, made the commander of the Thousand Bull Guards even more hesitant to make any rash moves, knowing that these two masters were formidable opponents.

These are two unparalleled masters, both of whom could rank among the top ten in the entire capital.

Even if all sixteen guards were deployed, let alone a squad of over a hundred Thousand Ox Guards, they still wouldn't be able to hold them back.

Moreover, Duan Yanqing is one of the leaders of the Blood Droplets, so the Blood Droplets are probably around at this moment.

This group of incredibly mysterious killing gods is definitely not someone they want to provoke.

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk knows that you are a match for the young master, but this is a state guesthouse. If you were to commit such a massacre here, would you not be afraid of the empire's wrath?"

"To say that the master is of noble character is to say that he is cunning and shameless; to say that the master is intelligent is to say that he is exceptionally foolish at this moment."

The Zhang family is no ordinary merchant family. They have three Grandmasters guarding their home, not to mention their endless trump cards. Unless the Zhang family rebels, the empire will not make things difficult for them.

On the contrary, the Tibetans repeatedly mocked the empress, and this time they even took advantage of Zhang's banquet to launch a surprise attack on Zhang's backyard.

Even if Zhang kills you all, the Empress will at most reprimand you a few words.

Moreover, Zhang only intended for them to remain unconscious for a short period; they would wake up the next morning without any problems, including the master.

"Amitabha!"

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaoshan's explanation, Kumārajīva did not believe that Zhang Xiaoshan had merely knocked everyone unconscious.

It's illogical that someone would be so angry for a woman that they merely knocked everyone unconscious.

Unless Zhang Xiaoshan's anger was feigned and he had foreseen all of this.

"The answer the master was looking for actually lies within himself."

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk is dull-witted, and hopes that you, sir, can enlighten me."

As expected, Kumārajīva knew that Zhang Xiaoshan's visit was not just to 'knock out' everyone, but must be some kind of warning.

Now we're finally starting to be open and honest.

Four years ago, the master traveled thousands of miles from the snowy mountains to Zhangjia.

At the time, out of consideration for the master's passionate love of martial arts and his devout faith, Zhang made great exceptions, setting aside sectarian biases, and allowed the master to peruse numerous martial arts manuals.

Upon hearing this, Kumārajīva was immediately alarmed.

He immediately understood the cause and effect; he hadn't taken the Zhang family's warning to heart at all.

No matter how powerful the Zhang family is, can they be as powerful as the Tibetan Empire? But now he has clearly underestimated the Zhang family.

"Unfortunately, the master did not respect the Zhang family at all. After leaving, he broke his promise and introduced the martial arts of the hundred schools that he had learned from the Zhang family to Tibet, thus violating the promise he made to the Zhang family. This is why Tibet suffered such a disaster."

"Amitabha Buddha, was this really done by the Zhang family?"

"Is it the Zhang family? Master, you need to provide evidence. Otherwise, the Zhang family won't admit to this..."

Furthermore, Buddhism doesn't emphasize cause and effect. The karmic consequences the master personally vowed to bear back then might simply be a result of Buddha's disapproval, leading to calamity.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Kumārajīva ultimately could not overcome the inner turmoil, his mind trembling as he realized that everything was caused by himself.

The Zhang family's actions against Tibet stemmed from their own unauthorized transmission of Central Plains martial arts to Tibet, which led to their ruthless actions—a true cycle of cause and effect.

His own ignorance and arrogance almost destroyed the nearly thousand-year-old tradition of Tantric Buddhism.

Moreover, the Zhang family only targeted five ancient temples this time; what about next time?

Although the Potala Palace is heavily guarded, the fact that it was able to destroy five ancient temples and the Tantric Buddhist stronghold guarded by many Tantric masters demonstrates the strength of the Zhang family.

"Don't you think this is too harsh, young master?"

“Master, that’s laughable. Every time the Tubo (Tibetan) forces entered the Central Plains from the east, how many thousands of people died under the Tubo cavalry? Not just thousands, but hundreds of thousands, or even more. Does the Master also think that Tubo was wrong?”

Non-my family, its heart must be different!

Our stance is not based on good versus evil, but rather on the race we belong to, which determines the distinction between right and wrong!

Zhang Xiaoshan slowly raised his hand. This Pure Yang Finger was nothing special, but Kumārajīva still felt immense pressure.

Flame knife!

The intensely fiery true energy transformed into a surging, powerful blade aura, erupting like a mountain torrent and slashing across the sky.

This strike was not only fierce and terrifying, but also incredibly powerful, its destructive energy making it invincible.