The puppet gods were followed by a group of low-ranking warriors, well-armed and dressed in uniform armor, which Chen Wusheng believed would not be able to easily bite through even the ghosts. In spite of the large number of low-ranking samurai, the real backbone of the www.biquge.info was a group of onmyoji, both men and women, dressed in cyan hunting clothes, with a serious and arrogant expression, their heads held high, and their eyes did not hide their contempt.

Chen Wusheng frowned slightly, the eyes of this group of onmyoji made him feel bad. Chen Wusheng admits that he is a proud person and is unwilling to admit defeat, but he will not despise others, experience tells him not to despise any opponent, let alone despise others, there are too many people in history who have lost in the hands of the "weak" in their eyes.

Besides, many of these Onmyoji had not even reached the strength of the Xuan Extreme Realm, so Chen Wusheng couldn't understand where their pride came from. Serra, who had been with him for a long time, saw Chen Wusheng's impatience.

"You seem to be disgusted with them."

"If you find that you used to be just a bunch of characters who didn't deserve to show you the door, now they walk by proudly in front of you, will you be in a good mood? A group of newcomers who obviously don't have much combat power show a sense of superiority. Chen Wusheng smiled slightly, "That's it, my heart has become more and more unstable recently, and my personality has become more and more impetuous. ”

In fact, Chen Wusheng knew the reason for this change, although he could quickly improve his strength after using the "Demon Chaos" exercise, but the shortcomings were very obvious, it was easy to disturb the cultivator's mind, making him short-tempered and reckless, but fortunately, as long as he stopped in time and cultivated himself, he could slowly return to normal.

[Hey, I hope it doesn't get any worse.] Chen Wusheng knew that it was impossible for him to stop cultivating the Demon Chaos, otherwise it would be impossible to improve his cultivation in a short period of time by cultivating at a normal speed, and any shortcuts would have a price, and all Chen Wusheng could do now was hope that the impact of the exercises on him would be as small as possible, and he would exercise more restraint.

Surrounded by many people, Fujiwara Michicho, who is the "protagonist", belatedly walked down, he took a few steps with his head held high, and sat on a sedan chair, and the eight puppet gods immediately lifted the luxurious palanquin, and then slowly floated up, so that Fujiwara Michicho could condescendingly look down on the people below.

Seeing the sedan chair flying into the air, the members of the honor guard who received it knelt down and bowed one after another, even Xingming, an onmyoji of the Great Perfection of the Xuanji Realm, had to bow his head. Looking at the appearance of all living beings bowing down to him, Fujiwara Michicho was full of spirit, and felt that the whole world was under his feet.

Just when he was proud, he inadvertently saw a "dazzling" figure, and the other party and his party did not practice any etiquette, standing upright. His expression was as usual, and when he noticed that he was looking at him, he bowed to himself. This made Fujiwara Michicho very displeased, and the bow salute was just a daily greeting ceremony, polite and disrespectful, and it was a very ordinary etiquette gesture.

Fujiwara Michicho raised his hand to signal a stop, and immediately made the others scratch their heads.

"Who is on duty today?" Fujiwara Michicho asked in a very calm tone.

"It's a subordinate." One of the onmyoji in Xingming's group stood up and signaled, the other party was quite old, but his cultivation was in the early stage of the Xuanji Realm.

Fujiwara Michicho glanced at the other party and said lightly: "Dereliction of duty, arbitrarily let a vulgar and miscellaneous person enter the sacred academy, it should be a big crime to be rude, and now cut off your position and demote you to a commoner and send it to the dungeon." ”

Although he didn't know what mistake he had made, the Onmyoji immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "My lord, please atone for my sins, my subordinates have never made a mistake in their duties for more than 20 years, please bypass me this time." ”

No matter how the other party asked, Fujiwara Michicho was always unmoved, and he didn't even look at the other party again.

"Poof, hahaha."

At this time, an unusually discordant chuckle came, albeit very quiet, but it was particularly "harsh" in this eerily quiet environment. Fujiwara Michicho was very dissatisfied, and he found that the culprit, Chen Wusheng, was not only restrained, but seemed to be watching a joke, and was amused by the picture of laughter.

"Bold, dare to make a noise here!" The onmyoji on Fujiwara's side sensed his displeasure, and immediately shouted, "Take down this troublemaker for me." ”

However, when the lowest-level clay-style god approached Chen Wusheng, a wave of external true qi struck, destroying the clay-type god who was besieging him.

"I advise you not to resist stubbornly, you can't escape from here." Fujiwara Michicho said confidently.

"Why do you think I'm going to run away?" Chen Wusheng looked dazed, "May I ask what fault I made?" ”

"If you see Fujiwara Michigan, even if you don't kneel, you should be punished." At the beginning was another onmyoji, and as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he couldn't wait to give Chen Wusheng the death penalty, obviously wanting to perform in front of Fujiwara Daochang.

Chen Wusheng hurriedly took out a golden token, the border of the token has a dragon pattern, the shape is domineering and exposed, and there is only one word "order" on it.

The moment the token is taken out, the person with a low cultivation will unconsciously kneel immediately, and the person with a higher cultivation will be better, but they will still be oppressed, making them have the urge to kneel. Fujiwara Michicho cultivated to a high level and only felt uncomfortable, but the shikikami, who carried the sedan chair, suffered from the seedlings, and they collapsed and disappeared in the air, and the sedan chair without support immediately fell, and the unexpected Fujiwara Michicho fell to the ground with the sedan chair.

"What kind of evil weapon are you holding?" Fujiwara Michicho looked up in horror and found a majestic tablet.

"Bold, when you see the royal decree, you dare to say that it is an evil weapon, believe it or not, I can level your academy!"

At this time, Chen Wusheng was like a general who had been in the officialdom for a long time, he was not angry and arrogant, and no one thought that his words were a joke.

"It's ...... This is the royal token of the Shenzhou Continent. Fujiwara Dao Chang finally reacted, as the dean, he had read a lot of literature, many of which involved the Shenzhou Continent, and some of them mentioned the token in front of him.

It is said that this token has been enshrined in the Imperial Palace for many years, and it is easily unknown to the world, and is only allowed to be worn when patrols need to mobilize troops or investigate major cases when they need to be on a major mission. In terms of lethality, this royal decree has no power, and its only purpose is to weaken and interfere with the opponent's mind and interfere with the casting of spells, so the first to be affected is the Shikigami who is driven by spells.

Just as Fujiwara Michicho was about to fight back, Chen Wusheng put away the token, and the discomfort subsided.

"What else does Michi-sama Fujiwara have to say now? Do you think I'm rude if I don't bow to you? Or do you think the Imperial Envoy needs to bow to you? ”

At this time, Fujiwara Michicho was in a difficult situation, he didn't pay attention to Chen Wusheng's dress at all, and ignored the meaning of the flying fish suit. Although the other party is a little lower than his own level as a patrolman, the problem is that the system between the two is completely different, and no one dares to say no to the fact that in the past, the other party arrested him on the spot. Fortunately, everything is a matter of the previous dynasty, and the current dynasty looks powerful, but the local division is serious, and the central and local governments are inseparable. If it weren't for the strength of the central government, it is estimated that the counties would have made trouble a long time ago.

The confident Fujiwara Michicho sorted out his words and said with disdain: "The two countries are neighbors, and you really don't need to bow to me, but I also have the right to expel you." ”

"Are you sure? Expelling the Imperial Emissary is not a joke, and besides, you have no valid reason, because I didn't kneel down for you? In that case, you will have to kneel and bow down when I issue the imperial decree, then Mr. Fujiwara Michicho, please tell me, why did you expel me? ”

"Hmph, when do I need a hairy boy to do something, I didn't receive notice in advance of your suspicious behavior, as a special envoy, I didn't follow the process, I can think that you are a fake, and you need to submit your credentials if you want to meet me."

"Credentials? I don't see the Emperor of Fuso, why do I want this? And I didn't plan to see you. ”

After making trouble for a long time, the other party did not come to find him, which made Fujiwara Michicho even more annoyed, and the young patrol in front of him didn't take him seriously at all, which made Fujiwara Michicho, who was usually high, extremely unhappy, and felt that his position of power was being provoked.

"Reason? I'm talking about it here, is it enough? Immediately, the surrounding samurai drew their swords, the onmyoji sealed the technique, and more advanced Shikigami appeared, and their types were no longer limited to human forms, and many of them had the appearance of youkai.

"Do you want to do it?" Chen Wusheng took a step forward without fear, ignoring the guards around him.

However, Chen Wusheng underestimated the meanness of some people.

Immediately, a group of archers pointed the arrows at Xiao Bei and Serra, and Chen Wusheng could feel the mana coming from the arrows.

"Demon Breaker Arrow! It's really willing to spend blood, and even take out this weapon used to annihilate the demonic beast. ”

"If you're afraid, surrender obediently, and I'll give you a decent way to die?"

Fujiwara Michicho seems to be confident, and even the last bit of effort to cover up has been saved.

"Is it okay for me to choose to leave now?" Chen Wusheng asked "weakly".

"What do you think? Don't think I don't know your bottom, the imperial order needs to be polished and cultivated, and it can't be easily taken out and used until necessary, otherwise the spirituality on the magic weapon will be quickly lost, which will greatly reduce the effect. Saying this, Fujiwara Michicho sneered, "Your imperial decree is good on the mainland, but it is not so easy to use in our Fuso country. ”

"Indeed." Chen Wusheng nodded and admitted, "The duty of the patrol guard is to investigate and give feedback, and the battle is not the primary role, and you can't be helpless with a piece of imperial order." I have something else to offer, though. ”

After speaking, something appeared out of thin air in Chen Wusheng's hand, and it was a cloud-piercing arrow.