The Blade-Wielding Legend

Chapter 1429 736: An Unexpected Visitor

Rumble!

The heavy church door collapsed backward completely.

Four experts from the Captain Bureau instantly entered, two brandishing blades and scanning the surroundings, while the other two dove forward, rolling and rising to kneel with firearms in hand.

They were prepared for both long-range and close-quarter combat, ready to face most situations.

The people of this world are certainly not that foolish.

Li Yan, drawing on his past life experiences, immediately devised tactics for his team upon the emergence of new gunpowder. Although the court was initially slow to respond, they began experimenting as well.

For instance, the Captain Bureau's Divine Spear Team was specifically formed to counter Grandmasters.

Inside the church hall, it was still dark as ever, with flickering torches and the pungent aroma of incense masking a faint stench of decay.

Before the altar of the Divine Statue, a dense crowd of black-clad figures knelt.

Upon hearing the commotion, the figures remained unflustered, silently rising and turning around, faces pale, eyes dark and cold, skin covered with large areas of ulcers.

Swish, swish, swish!

Several individuals suddenly appeared with short blades in their hands, charging toward the entrance.

"Something's wrong with them, attack!"

The Captain Bureau personnel were experienced and opened fire without hesitation.

Bang!

The firearms roared, and smoke spread everywhere.

The two foremost cultists were instantly shredded into bloody pieces.

Yet, the remaining ones seemed possessed, bodies twisting grotesquely, scattering instantly in an animal-like crawl - some scaling walls, others leaping onto stone pillars, or even hanging upside down from the ceiling and charging from all directions.

Faced with this bizarre situation, the Captain Bureau's men remained unperturbed.

"Retreat!"

The leader ordered, and they immediately kicked off the ground.

The floor tiles shattered with a crack; leveraging the momentum, they flew out backward.

It turned out the entrants were all Hidden Energy experts.

As soon as they leapt out of the door, they spread out, and the Firearms Team outside, already in formation, collectively pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunfire erupted continuously, and the dozen cultists that followed were left in pieces.

If others encountered such an eerie situation, they'd likely be scared out of their wits, suffering heavy casualties; however, the Captain Bureau members managed by Luo Mingzi were accustomed to such sights.

In addition, reinforcements from the Law Enforcement Hall, with their Daoists, were backing them.

"Dharma Master, what should we do?"

High on the wooden scaffolding of the church, Samurai Shinada asked in a low voice.

They had arrived but watched helplessly without backup.

"The area is surrounded; use the Escape Technique to leave!"

Yu Yiyuan, the coffin attendant, gave her order without hesitation.

While speaking, she bit her thumb, and in her palm, drew the 'Nine Symbol Cut Seal,' Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Zai, Qian, while chanting rapidly in Japanese, "Universe dim, dust retreat. Earth spirits open the path, wood spirits alter form—"

This was the True Word of Escape Techniques recorded in Japan's "Collection of Wan Chuan."

As for Shinada and the other samurai, they simultaneously scattered "Escape Dust," mixed with bone ash and Chensha, causing a gray-yellow smoke shield to rise from the ground.

This was the "Earth Spider Technique" from Japan's Iga-ryu, recorded in "True Ninja Records."

Their coordinated efforts resulted in a large-scale escape technique, leveraging decaying substances and Sha Qi to conceal their yang energy, allowing the practitioners to burrow underground like insects.

Led by Yu Yiyuan as the coffin attendant and working together, this was their confidence in infiltrating the Divine State.

Whoosh~

The dust swirled upward, and they vanished.

Simultaneously, a stream of dust slipped out to the alley behind the church, dispersing outward.

Ring, ring, ring!

Just as the gray smoke was about to cross the street, continuous copper bell chimes suddenly echoed from the street entrance.

"Hmph!"

A Daoist from the Law Enforcement Hall sneered, waving a Magic Flag adorned with Five Emperor Coins, and the "Soul Shocking Banner" rustled instantly.

The sound, infused with Gang Qi, enveloped the surroundings like a massive net.

The swirling dust on the ground immediately dissipated like snow hit by scalding water.

Poof!

Several samurai stumbled out, revealing their figures, black blood oozing from their noses and mouths.

This was the backlash of the Escape Technique.

The Hundred Ghosts Entwined Blade held by Vice Leader Shinada showed a layer of dirty black spots, with faint wails of fierce ghosts among the vengeful spirits in the air.

As for Yu Yiyuan, the Nine Symbol Cut Seal in her palm turned as black as charcoal, and her finger bones folded backward in a bizarre manner.

This too was backlash, known as "Those who reverse the Escape Skill will suffer Yin Sha Shi Finger."

"Foreign Techniques, dare to wreak havoc in the Divine State!"

Tian Qianhu sneered, emerging from the morning mist.

Having been attacked by Japanese in the south before, he was eager to vent this time, ordering decisively, "Kill!"

Instantly, the mechanisms of the Breaking Evil Crossbows sounded like a sudden downpour.

These were the treasures of the Captain Bureau; all arrows were crafted with peach wood shafts, refined iron blades, and engraved with Evil-breaking Cloud Pattern Arrowheads, specifically for dealing with Mystic Sect Sorcerers.

The crossbow arrows sliced through the air, weaving a deadly net.

Samurai leader Shinada let out a fierce roar and drew his blade, black and purple resentment swirling around it, known as the "Hundred Ghosts Entwined Blade," his Magic Artifact.

His steps alternated left and right, wielding his blade into a swift sheet.

Clang, clang, clang!

The blade light deflected the arrows, while others seized the chance to follow him.

These Japanese samurai were all fiercely courageous, knowing that they were forced to fight desperately.

"Can you escape?"

Besides Daoists, the Law Enforcement Hall also had other Magic Vein Mages.

A young man with a small cap smiled slightly, suddenly pulling out a Wenwang Drum from behind, beating it while dancing, and singing non-stop.

"The old immortal sits steadily in the Soul Gathering Hall, the fox, yellow, white, willow, and ashes dominate all directions; past midnight, it orders me to move east, the murderous star falls on your head ridge~"

Not just that, he shook his head, stomped the ground with a bow step, as if possessed by something.

"Yellow Third Lord illuminates the soul shadow, the seven souls nailed on the soul-guiding banner~"

To others, this song sounded unproblematic.

But to the Japanese, it was distressing, causing turmoil in their Qi and blood.

Leading the charge, Shinada's figure halted abruptly.