Long Feicheng and others were panicked. They didn't know why Li Chongxi had included them.
At first glance, Chu Wu and the others were seniors in their respective sects. Even if Luo Ning, Agong and others were extremely talented, they would at most be on a par with them.
In a tie situation, the opponent has the numerical advantage.
No matter how hard you calculate, you can't win!
Chu Wu and others also had the same confusion. In fact, they had already investigated Luo Ning and others.
After all, the Xinxuanshan Sect has already suffered several losses in their hands.
The result of the investigation is that these young successors of folk sects are indeed talented and powerful.
But if they want to fight against Chu Wu and his team with their current lineup, there is absolutely no chance of winning!
Chu Wu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is it just you?"
Li Chongxi nodded heavily: "It's up to us."
Long Feicheng said to Wang Ji with a guilty conscience: "Old Wang, you are the oldest, please make up your mind!"
Wang Jixiang sighed and took out two butcher knives.
At this point, they have no way out and must fight Chu Wu and others.
"No way, Old Wang, do you really plan to fight?" Long Feicheng gritted his teeth, "We can outwit him. I'll think of a way, and there will definitely be a way!"
Long Feicheng generally handles conflicts in two situations.
When he encounters someone who can beat him, he will definitely be the first one to do so. After all, he has to act early to show off.
When encountering someone he can't beat, Long Feicheng wants to "outwit" him, and this outsmarting usually involves some dirty and shameless tricks. The worst is to run away, and then turn around and shout that a man can bend and stretch.
Luo Ning sneered and said: "Xiaolong, if we run away, these guys will definitely break into the imperial mausoleum. By then, Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong will have to face them alone."
After hearing this, Long Feicheng suddenly gave up the idea of retreating.
He clenched the Weiwei Sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's fight him! If a man dies and a bird turns to the sky, he will lose his eggs!"
The change in Long Feicheng's attitude was entirely due to Yan Shouyi. Everyone couldn't help but sigh. Although Long Feicheng's character was always ungrateful, he really had nothing to say when it came to being a brother.
Seeing that Wang Jixiang and the others were preparing for a fight to the death, Chu Wu also condensed his eyes and said coldly:
"If that's the case, then we won't care about our feelings and step over your corpse!"
Chu Wu pointed forward and shouted: "Save Li Chongxi's life and kill everyone else!"
Behind Chu Wu, the members of the Twenty-Eight Constellations showed their magical powers and rushed forward together!
Wang Ji shined light on the two butcher knives and said in a deep voice: "Although the odds of winning are slim, we can wait as long as we can to fight them!"
Luo Ning slapped the ground with her palm, and a dozen terrifying zombies crawled out of the loess.
A Gong threw out the paper and turned into two giant pythons, charging into the battle.
"Huang Sipi, enter!" Zhao Yiyao summoned her immortal family, and Huang Sipi rushed out quickly.
He Xiping directly threw out the fairy rope and tied the thunder clouds in the sky, attracting bursts of thunder to strike at his opponent!
Weng Qianxiang thought for a moment and realized that he didn't have much combat ability, but he wasn't idle either.
He picked up the yellow mud on the ground, threw it out with all his strength, and hit an opponent's face with a "pop" sound.
The man stopped and wiped the yellow mud off his face with his hands, his mouth twisted in anger.
Weng Qianxiang quickly backed away, shouting at the same time: "Help! I'm being targeted!"
Both sides have their own magical powers, and if they meet, there will be a river of blood.
Just a second before they were about to meet.
Twenty or so staff members who had fainted on the ground suddenly woke up!
Their temperament was completely different from before, with a look of sparkle in their eyes and murderous intent at the same time.
Chu Wu stood at the back, suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed drastically.
"Li Chongxi has set an ambush! Everyone, be careful!"
But when they reacted, it was too late. Those staff who pretended to faint and suddenly woke up immediately took action!
They are all descendants of folk sects!
There are even people who lend money to customers and those who keep watch!
The heirs of these folk sects are no less powerful than Wang Jihang and others. This unexpectedly reduced Chu Wu's team in an instant!
Seeing the dazzling moves flying all over the sky above the imperial mausoleum, and the twenty-eight stars falling down one by one, Wang Jixiang finally understood.
It turns out that the "we" Li Chongxi said did not refer to their group of juniors.
Rather, it refers to the descendants of local folk sects in Chang'an who have long followed Li Chongxi's arrangements and ambushed around the imperial mausoleum, disguised as staff!
Li Chongxi has been the tombkeeper of the imperial mausoleums since he was born, and has never left Chang'an in his life. With his status and qualifications, he naturally became the leader of the Chang'an folk sect.
Just like Shen Shuzhen from Qiantang!
And Li Chongxi had already predicted that something like this would happen tonight, so he summoned all his men to clean up the civil sect!
The ambush heirs of the folk sect, after giving Chu Wu and others a head-on blow, retreated to Li Chongxi's side and guarded the entrance to the imperial mausoleum.
They shouted in unison: "Senior Li, we are willing to guard the imperial mausoleum for you and clean up the door for folk sects!"
Li Chongxi nodded slightly, and his strong aura was revealed at this moment.
He had his hands behind his back, soaked in the heavy rain, and his eyes were cold and stern.
He is Li Chongxi!
Li Chongxi, who has guarded the imperial mausoleum for decades, is highly respected in Chang'e, and is deeply respected by the descendants of local folk sects!
Chu Wu withdrew all his men, his face full of anger.
He didn't expect that he would be plotted by Li Chongxi.
"Li Chongxi!"
Chu Wu said angrily: "I thought you were Li Genmiao's biological father, so I showed mercy to you, otherwise I would have killed you long ago!"
Li Chongxi snorted coldly: "You don't have to involve me with him."
"Okay! Then I won't show mercy!"
Chu Wu's expression returned to calm and he said coldly: "Do you think you are the only one hiding the trump card?"
Luo Ning's heart sank. Could it be that Chu Wu still had a backup plan?
The situation on the scene now is evenly matched. With the two sides in such a stalemate, they will definitely wait until Yan Shou comes out.
But if Chu Wu has other helpers, Li Chongxi may not be his opponent. Even if he endures for a while, he will not be able to escape the result of failure.
Chu Wu turned around and shouted behind him: "Yan Shouyi is in the imperial mausoleum. If you want to take revenge, show up now!"
As soon as the voice fell, Yin Qi invaded, and five groups of dark ghost Qi fell from the sky!
The ghost energy was like a meteorite, falling in front of Chu Wu, and finally turned into five ghost kings!
It is Shi Jing, Yu Jinhong and other five ghost kings!
Li Chongxi's eyes changed slightly, and he whispered: "Shi Jing? And some ghost kings from Chang'an?"
He didn't expect Chu Wu to be related to them, and even invited Shi Jing, the ghost king behind the ghost market.
But what Li Chongxi didn't expect was that all these ghost kings were Yan Shouyi's enemies...
Shi Jing was wearing a battle armor, holding a spear, and had cold eyes.
Yu Jinhong's face was filled with hatred because he saw several familiar faces from the Qiantang Crematorium.
"Yan Shouyi is in the imperial mausoleum?" Shi Jing said coldly, "Then I will rush into the imperial mausoleum. We will kill anyone who dares to stop us!"