American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"It's you, kid, daring to disrespect our Captain! Are you living too well and tired of life, wanting to be reincarnated? No problem, I, your grandpa, specialize in helping people solve the problem of being tired of living.

Come, come, hold that pose and don't move! Let grandpa relocate your head with a single slash!

Don't worry, my ghost-head saber is a magical treasure, extremely sharp. A graze means death, a touch means demise. Consider yourself lucky today.

Otherwise, you wouldn't even get to see it normally."

The bandit grinned hideously, swinging the massive ghost-head saber in a full arc downwards.

The strong man's face paled with fright. He struggled frantically, but despite exerting all his strength, his body seemed rooted to the spot by some force, unable to even wiggle his toes. He opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but found his lips wouldn't part, his facial expression frozen.

In that critical moment, a figure suddenly stood in front of the strong man, his expression serious. He formed a hand seal, then stomped his foot and shouted loudly, actually spitting out a talisman directly from his mouth. This talisman was extraordinary, looking similar to ordinary ones, but it expanded rapidly upon encountering the wind.

In the blink of an eye, it grew as large as a door panel. The ghost-head saber's blade came down, and the yellow talisman instantly wrapped upwards.

Using softness to overcome hardness, it was temporarily impossible to break free.

Taking the opportunity, the other party lightly shouted, forming a lotus shape with his hands, and yelled, "Open!"

An invisible force exploded, and the spirit pressure, as mighty as a prison, was directly dispelled.

More than a dozen other village braves in the hall suddenly collapsed to the ground, their limbs stiff, and cries of agony arose.

Only at this moment did the sound travel.

"Stop!"

The bandit was somewhat surprised, looking at the righteous-looking little old man, and grinned, "Interesting. You can actually break my spirit pressure. Good, come on, let's have a match!"

"Brave hero, please hold your hand! There must be a misunderstanding!"

The man who had almost been killed by a single slash took the opportunity to break free and scurried outside, hiding behind several people, shouting, "Hurry, fight! This entire village is full of evil people who treat lives like grass! I just entered and almost had my life taken for wealth! Don't let them have a chance to breathe, otherwise, who knows how many people they'll harm in the future!"

Upon hearing this, the little old man became even more anxious. He quickly spread his arms, vaguely protecting the people behind him, and said sincerely, "No, that's not how it is. Brother Dao, you misunderstand. There's a reason for what we do here!"

"What reason justifies treating lives like grass! I see that your circle is rotten to the core, beyond saving! Master, why don't we join forces and take them down first!" The man shouted even more vehemently.

In fact, Qi Shan had already figured out their identities the moment he saw these people.

The little mustached man behind him, dressed as a beggar and putting on airs, was none other than Mao Shanming, who was plagued by bad luck after raising two little ghosts in the original plot.

In fact, this kid was also a kind-hearted person. He encountered two kind ghosts and couldn't bear to eliminate them, and because his Taoist skills were shallow and weak to send them into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, so they wouldn't become wandering ghosts.

Mao Shanming had been wandering around with the two ghosts, scamming and swindling for his daily meals and lodging.

The little old man in front of him, with a righteous face, plus that familiar face shape, was undoubtedly Uncle Nine. The fat and thin duo hiding behind him were the security captain and deputy captain of the entire town. They were both Uncle Nine's disciples.

One was called Awei, and the other was called Wencai. Both were daring and reckless.

They often made decisions on a whim, then caused a bunch of trouble, requiring their master's help to deal with it. If Uncle Nine didn't dote on them, these two kids would have had three-foot-tall graves long ago.

At this time, the bandit's big ghost-head saber was raised, and Awei shrank back again.

He also knew that he had accidentally run into a tough opponent this time. If his master wasn't strong enough to resist, his little life would probably be over.

At this moment, he wished he could become invisible on the spot, so the other party wouldn't discover his presence.

If Qi Shan revealed his identity at this time and presented Si Mu Daochang's letter of recommendation, they would definitely be at peace.

But he didn't plan to do so. These four subordinates had been transformed for some time and were completely familiar with their powers. It was time to unleash their combat effectiveness.

On the way here, whether it was foxes, weasels, or wandering ghosts, none could withstand a single blow.

Moreover, with the physique of a Shinigami and the special abilities of the Zanpakuto, he had been capturing a large number of wandering ghosts along the way, mainly those who had lost their minds or had killed people, regardless of gender, age, or status, all of whom were crushed into spirit particles.

The remaining ones were naturally subjected to spirit particle transformation.

The number of people under the remaining three was not the same.

Afu, as the deputy captain of the First Division, helped him control the members, and now he had only recruited five upright and educated souls.

The beggar's ability was very special, so he was responsible for the logistics of everyone, and he found a few particularly huge simpletons whose daily job was to help transport various meals, so the number was also small.

Therefore, the only woman, Aliang, had the second-largest number of people under her command.

It's just that she chose all beautiful female ghosts.

The number was more than ten, and now it was very lively.

Currently, except for Aliang, the rest of the Shinigami were still at the most basic level, and their Zanpakuto had not been hatched, let alone anything else. Therefore, all the Shinigami transformed by Xin were doing strict training in a place fifty miles behind.

This time entering Linghuan Town was also a time that Qi Shan specially selected.

Only by entering at this time could he have a fair fight with Uncle Nine. Regardless of the outcome, there would be no problem. In the end, he only needed to take out the letter, and everyone would naturally turn enemies into friends.

At that time, Qi Shan only needed to ask someone to turn around and destroy that group of horse thieves, and everyone would be happy.

Honestly, Qi Shan was quite curious about Uncle Nine's combat power.