Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

Lin Mo accepted the imperial edict with both hands, straightened up, and respectfully placed it on the tray beside him. Then he looked up, his expression one of helplessness:

"Eunuch Cao, to be honest, these rumors are just hearsay in the martial arts world. I really don't have any divine weapons that can kill a first-rate master from thousands of miles away."

The reason why the battle of Heishigou was won was threefold: first, the terrain advantage; second, the soldiers of the Thousand Households Garrison fought bravely; and third, luck.

Rumors are spreading outside, becoming increasingly outrageous, and I, too, am a victim.

Now even the capital has been alarmed; I am truly terrified.

The smile on Eunuch Cao's face slowly faded.

He tucked the whisk into his arm, then pulled a roll of yellow silk from his sleeve, unfurled it, and his shrill voice suddenly rose in pitch:

"By imperial decree, His Majesty, Lin Mo, the magistrate of Lianhai County, has been found guilty of possessing divine weapons and deceiving the emperor. He is hereby sentenced to death immediately!"

Lin Mo's expression turned cold, and he placed his hand on the Desert Eagle at his waist:

"Eunuch Cao, if you put this back in your pocket, I'll pretend this never happened!"

"Hmph! Even when you're about to die, you still dare to talk back to us!"

Since you're not dignified, then our family will help you be dignified!

Eunuch Cao tossed aside his whisk, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, and waved to the imperial guards behind him.

"Take it down!"

Lin Mo raised his hand and made a gesture almost at the same instant.

The Flying Tigers raised their rifles in unison, and Zhou Ping was the first to pull the trigger. Blood splattered from the chests of the two Imperial Guards at the front, and they collapsed to the ground with a muffled groan.

But these imperial guards were all highly skilled, and when they saw someone suffering a loss, they immediately reacted and scattered.

Seeing this, the Flying Tigers abandoned their burst fire and switched to continuous fire.

The Imperial Guards used their agility to dodge left and right, and the bullets hit the bluestone ground, sending up a string of pebbles.

In just a moment, someone drew his sword and charged into the Flying Tigers' formation. The two sides instantly became entangled in a fierce battle, with gunshots, the clash of swords, and shouts echoing in front of the city gate.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure came crashing down from directly in front of them.

The aura emanating from Eunuch Cao rose steadily, his inner strength surging, his robes fluttering without wind, and the cement road beneath his feet cracking inch by inch from the force of his energy.

He walked towards Lin Mo step by step, and with each step he took, the pressure of that acquired master increased.

Lin Mo's pupils constricted sharply, and he exclaimed:

"Second stage the day after tomorrow!"

He truly hadn't expected that the pale-faced, beardless eunuch before him was actually a master of martial arts.

In the past few days, he had absorbed a lot of internal energy from the corpses of martial artists, but his cultivation level had only reached the second-rate eighth stage. He was really not confident in facing a master of the acquired realm.

Without a second thought, Lin Mo immediately pulled out his shotgun.

However, at this moment, Eunuch Cao's figure turned into a blur and disappeared from the spot, a claw shadow with a sharp sound of wind breaking straight towards Lin Mo.

Lin Mo almost instinctively pulled the trigger as he retreated.

The shotgun shells exploded in front of the city gate, and steel balls rained down on Eunuch Cao.

But the opponent's movements were too fast. Every time the gun was aimed at him, he had already left an afterimage in place, and his real body had already approached Lin Mo's side. His withered claws were even closer to Lin Mo's throat.

Lin Mo dodged repeatedly, his forehead already beaded with cold sweat, his mind racing as he considered whether or not to travel through time.

He can run away, but what will happen to Lian Haicheng if he runs away?

"Die!"

With a roar, Eunuch Cao slashed down with his claw.

Just as Lin Mo was about to pass through, a dark shadow broke through the air from outside the county government gate, and with a muffled whistling sound, it slammed squarely into Eunuch Cao's claws.

With a deafening roar, the shockwave from the collision of the claw and the iron crutch sent rubble and dust flying into the air. Eunuch Cao was forced back three steps. The dark figure tumbled several times in the air before firmly embedding itself in the bluestone ground in front of Lin Mo. It was a jet-black iron crutch.

A hoarse voice came from the doorway, not loud, but it drowned out the sounds of fighting that filled the courtyard:

"Cao Dahai, you're a master who has reached the acquired level, yet you're bullying a second-rate junior."

Bullying the weak, what kind of skill is that?

Ke Zhenhai walked slowly into Lianhai County with a hunched back, his single eye gleaming coldly in the dim light.

He walked up to Lin Mo, reached out and pulled the iron crutch stuck in the bluestone, slammed it on the ground, and another piece of the cement road surface shattered.

He held the iron crutch horizontally in front of him, tilted his head, looked at Cao Dahai, whose face was ashen, and sneered:

"The eunuchs aren't serving the emperor in the palace; they've run off to bully a minor county magistrate."

"What, are the rules of the palace not enough for you to show off? You have to come to Lianhai County to do so?"

Upon seeing Cao Dahai forced back, the Imperial Guards who had been fighting him tacitly retreated several steps to distance themselves from the Flying Tigers, their faces filled with vigilance.

Lin Mo glanced at the Flying Tigers team members. Most of them were injured, and some were seriously wounded, with blood dripping down their sleeves.

He sighed inwardly, realizing that the Flying Tigers were still too weak.

Going forward, it's best to focus on long-range firepower suppression and kiting tactics.

After being knocked back by the iron crutch, Cao Dahai's face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He shook his wrist, which was numb from the shock, and stared intently at Ke Zhenhai, his shrill voice full of threat:

"Ke Zhenhai!"

Our family is acting on the Emperor's orders; this world belongs to the Emperor!

If you protect him today, you are defying the imperial decree, you are committing treason!

Have you thought this through? You're getting on in years; don't ruin your reputation in your later years!

Ke Zhenhai, leaning on his iron crutch, looked like a weathered rock in the dim twilight.

He tilted his head to look at Cao Dahai, his single eye devoid of any emotion, his voice hoarse and slow:

"To ruin one's reputation in old age?"

I've never managed to preserve my reputation in my later years.

Cao Dahai, you've been a dog in the palace your whole life, you don't know what it's like to be a human.

Lianhai County treats me with a clean and proper attitude, without needing me to kneel or be subservient to anyone.

I'm getting old, my legs aren't as nimble as they used to be, and I'm too lazy to run around anymore.

This place is nice; I'll retire here.

This minor magistrate is the backbone of Lianhai County. If you want to kill him, you'd better ask this old man with his iron crutch if he agrees first.