Hearing this, Guo Huan said, "Well, the key is to be able to see the imperial envoy. Some things will be almost clear. Unlike now where we can only blind men touch the elephant. I have a token of the East Palace here. I will give it to you now. If you can successfully see the imperial envoy himself, Seeing this thing will definitely win people's trust, His Highness the Prince has also specially sent a Heavenly Master-level expert for this matter, and he should arrive in Qucheng in a few days. By then, if you cooperate well, you should be able to rescue the imperial envoy."
After saying this, Guo Huan handed Mu Sheng an animal head seal carved from sapphire that was only as big as a thumb.
Mu Sheng carefully put it in his bag and said, "Brother, now I will go to the granary to survey the terrain."
When Mu Sheng heard that there were Celestial Master-level experts assisting him, he was secretly determined. This would make him more confident.
After Guo Huan thought for a long time, he said, "I plan to visit Fu Bao at the governor's house the day after tomorrow to hold him back and try my best to buy you some time."
Mu Sheng said, "Well, brother, leave this matter to me."
Three days later, Mu Sheng and his team hid in a house near the granary in the city. He stood at the window and kept observing the weather conditions. He saw dark clouds in the sky, but not a drop of rain. He couldn't help but feel worried. Will God reward him?
After all, in terms of divination, his level was too far behind that of his master. If the rain didn't come, he would have to change his plan.
Now Mu Sheng could only pace anxiously back and forth in the house. At this moment, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, and the rain gradually began to fall, but it was not very heavy. He carefully observed the thickness of the clouds and concluded that it should rain tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. There was a heavy rain.
Mu Sheng looked back and called Fang Xiong, the leader of the operation, to come over. The man was about thirty years old, light on his feet, wearing a bamboo hat and night clothes, but he was also a twelve-level martial arts master.
Mu Sheng pointed to three locations on the map and said, "Brother Fang, have you completed the formation according to my arrangements in the past few days?"
Fang Xiong said, "Sir, please rest assured, I have arranged it strictly according to your wishes."
Mu Sheng said, "Remember the results of our discussion just now. If you lead people to create trouble at the north gate and south gate of the granary, and let another group of people sneak attack the granary where the imperial minister is, it must be a feint attack. You only need to move the people guarding near the granary." Once the monks and the main force are led to any of these three streets, it will be considered complete, and the rest can be left to me."
Fang Xiong looked suspicious and asked, "Sir, are you sure you are the only one? If we lure all the enemies over, we will need at least four to five hundred people..."
Mu Sheng said, "If you are worried, just wait for me on the roof here. Remember not to stand on the ground. Just wait and see how I deal with them."
Fang Xiong said, "Okay, then I'm going to see the immortal's thunderous methods."
Of course, Mu Sheng doesn't have any powerful spells. His current overall strength has just touched the threshold of an intermediate monk. His actual combat ability is similar to that of Fang Xiong. He only relies on the basic natural sciences left in his mind from his previous life. , he has secretly arranged iron nets and lightning rods on that street in the past few days, and temporarily named it Wan Lei Zhuxian Formation. Just hearing this name is enough to shock people. He also verified this method in advance, and it is indeed It's feasible. Then let them see what knowledge is power...
The next day, in private houses, there were bursts of thunder in the sky in Qucheng, and a heavy rain was about to hit.
Mu Sheng and Fang Xiong were planning carefully to see if there were any omissions in the plan. At this moment, the door of the back room was pushed open and a person came in.
The person who came was wearing a bamboo hat and looked like a young man. He was carrying a large cloth bag behind his back and was dressed very simply. At first glance, he looked no different from an ordinary peddler on the street.
Of course Mu Sheng knew that he was just pretending, and he felt an unfathomable spiritual power fluctuation in the person coming.
Mu Sheng took the initiative to step forward and salute, and said hello, "Senior, are you the Celestial Master Ma Yuan under His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
Ma Yuan nodded and said, "Well, that's right. Are you two the commanders in charge of this matter?"
Mu Sheng said, "Senior, I am mainly responsible for this matter right now."
He pointed at the map and explained to Ma Yuan, "Senior, please look at this, this is a plan that the two of us have discussed for a long time..."
After hearing their plan, Ma Yuan had a strange look on his face and asked, "Are you sure that your Ten Thousand Thunder Immortal Killing Formation can really deal with them? In addition to monks, they also have eight hundred well-trained soldiers. Once these people form a Even with my Celestial Master-level cultivation, it would be difficult for me to withstand the attack of the formation. Brother Liu, are you really sure that you can deal with hundreds of them by yourself?"
Mu Sheng said confidently, "Senior Ma, I have my own opinion. Don't worry. This Ten Thousand Thunder Immortal Killing Formation is a secret of our sect that is not passed down. It is used to draw the thunder and fire from the nine heavens to kill the enemy. I will let you, senior, see it when the time comes." The formation I sent."
Seeing that he was so steadfast in his oath, Ma Yuan couldn't help but believe it a little, and let Mu Sheng do it. In fact, he also wanted to see the so-called Immortal Killing Formation. From ancient times to the present, there are no monks in the cultivation world who know advanced formations. It's common. Only ancestor-level monks have the time to study formations. Below high-level monks, monks have limited lifespan. No one has the leisure to study such complicated things. If you have the time, you might as well look everywhere. Treasures from heaven and earth, it’s a good deal to hit the opportunity...
Finally, in the evening, the dark sky was filled with heavy rain, and the water in the city was almost smeared to the feet.
Mu Sheng nodded slightly to Ma Yuan, Fang Xiong and others, indicating that they could take action now.
The three men and one hundred dead soldiers, wearing raincoats, disappeared at the end of the street in an instant under the cover of the rainy night.
Mu Sheng also used his body skills to climb up to the roof and go to the predetermined place to wait for them to lure the pursuers over.
Mu Sheng climbed over the rooftops, flew up to the street and stood at the gate, with the rain dripping down his bamboo hat and raincoat.
Mu Sheng stood on the gate of the square, looked around and carefully confirmed the simple lightning rods installed according to his requirements on both sides of the street, and said silently in his heart, sin! Sin! This time it is estimated that many people will be killed or injured. Not even the monks can handle this brilliant power, let alone the ordinary soldiers.
Qucheng Guancang was attacked by a group of unidentified assassins. The three monks led by them got up and killed several assassins, and then led hundreds of soldiers to pursue the surviving attackers. This group of people relies on their agility and secretive movements, which is really a headache. Fortunately, they are all ordinary martial arts warriors. It is not difficult for these monks to hunt them down.
The three monks led the officers and soldiers to the entrance of the street where Mu Sheng was. Mu Sheng stood on the square gate and looked at the pursuers holding lanterns in the rainy night. The officers and soldiers were in neat armor, with bright swords. The three monks who led them had weapons on them. There is blood.
When Mu Sheng saw his people running through the gate, he jumped down and blocked hundreds of pursuing soldiers.
When the three leading monks saw someone blocking them, the three of them looked at each other, said nothing, and went straight to kill them.
Mu Sheng held the sword in his right hand, and made a hand gesture with his left hand to bless himself with a protective spell. He rushed forward and blocked the blow of the leading monk with his sword. He felt the tiger's mouth tremble, and was secretly shocked, what a guy! The strength is impressive.
When the soldiers behind the three monks saw this, they also came over with swords, spears, swords and halberds. Mu Sheng knew that it was dangerous, so he fought and retreated.
Mu Sheng deflected the attacks of the three monks with one sweeping move, then stepped forward and kicked the leading monk in the chest. He only heard a muffled grunt and took a few steps back. The leading monk did not expect the enemy's strength. So big?
Mu Sheng feinted with his sword, took three steps at a time, turned around and rushed away from the surrounding soldiers. He stretched out his body and used his strength to step on the shoulder of a soldier, flew back a dozen steps and quickly opened the distance. Fortunately, Streets in this era were generally narrow, allowing only three or four people to pass through. There were so many officers and soldiers that street fighting could not be carried out.
Mu Sheng thought about it secretly in his mind. He had a brief battle with three monks just now. Although they were all mid-level monks, he felt that the strength of the first one was above him. The peak level of the mid-level monks was close to breaking through the Celestial Master. The other two were almost at the same level as him, at the level of masters of the twelfth degree of martial arts. If he really had to fight to the death with real swords and guns, he would definitely have to confess on the spot.
At this time, there was a thunder in the night sky. Mu Sheng looked up at the sky and saw three monks leading hundreds of soldiers who fell into the iron lock formation he had arranged without realizing it. His eyes flashed, The time has come.
Seeing the strange mask under Mu Sheng's bamboo hat, the leading monk knew that the other party was a dead warrior of the enemy and a monk, so he advised him, "Fellow Taoist, don't overestimate your capabilities. You are no match for us, so why not retreat quickly?" So as to save a life."
After saying that, the leading monk muttered a mantra silently, the green light of his sword flashed slightly, and he rushed forward with a single step, hoping to capture the bandit leader in one fell swoop.
Mu Sheng held the sword Yunqi in both hands, spread out his body skills and struck forward with all his strength to capture the leading monk first.
In the rainy night, the sound of metal and iron clashing between the two men made the leading monk stagger back several steps. He felt a sweet sensation in his throat and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He was secretly shocked. He did not expect that his opponent was born with great strength. , they had just fought, and it seemed that the opponent was deliberately hiding their strength. He had to call the two monks who came with him, and prepare for the three of them to rush forward and besiege them.
Mu Sheng received a full blow from the enemy and felt uncomfortable. His hands trembled slightly and he sighed inwardly. There was still a gap in skill between him and the enemy! But the medicinal baths he took in the past few years were not in vain, and the python beast's inner elixir was not in vain. He had some minor internal injuries, but he could still tolerate them!
When Mu Sheng saw that the three of them were going to attack him together, he quietly retreated dozens of steps.
Mu Sheng sneered secretly in his heart, I will not give you a chance. He tightened the muscles in his legs, raised his energy with all his strength, turned around with his body skills, kicked against the wall, and jumped up...
Before the pursuers behind him could react, Mu Sheng gathered his energy instantly, pinched the magic formula, and struck several lightning rods with his palms in the air. The weak lightning on the lightning rods was extinguished in a flash. There was thunder in the nine heavens, and four lightning flashes from the sky were heard, and the sound was deafening.
A white light flashed in front of Mu Sheng's eyes for an instant, and after the deafening roar, he looked up, what a guy! Opposite there were hundreds of people, all lying on their backs and twitching non-stop.
The one who could withstand this shocking blow was the monk at the head. He took two steps twitchingly and then couldn't hold on any longer and fell straight backwards.
Mu Shengfei stepped forward to investigate, and found that a small number of people had lost their breath, and most of the pursuers were electrocuted and had completely lost their combat effectiveness.
At this time, Ma Yuan, a master of Tianshi who was standing on the roof to watch the battle, was stunned by the scene in front of him. He originally wanted to take action decisively once Liu Zhang made a mistake. With his strength, he could at least hold back these hundreds of soldiers. He was I never expected that the Ten Thousand Thunder Immortal Killing Formation of this fellow Taoist in front of me would be so heaven-defying? It can only be said that it is unheard of...
