Amid the endless shouts of killing, countless Southern Song soldiers guarded more than twenty steel chariots and rushed towards the Changzhou city walls. The captives who were controlled by the Japanese Onmyoji used secret techniques to control their souls were also holding swords and wisely facing them.

When the two sides fought fiercely on the ground, a fire-wrapped arrow from the military formation of the Southern Song Dynasty, rushing towards the city like fire dragons, exploding balls of sparks after ball.

Seeing that his rushing team was blocked by countless prisoners with flesh and blood, Yang Yanzhao's eyes flashed with anger, and he waved his hand. Two high platforms suddenly rose from the formation, and there was a stunning woman above it.

The prefect of Xiuzhou Prefecture, Lu Chenghuan!

The prefect of Qingyuan Prefecture, Chen Qiaojun!

The two women's dresses are white and blue, and their temperament is also grand and arrogant. Their needles are hidden in the cotton. They have already appeared in amazement.

There were more than 200 men and women of varying ages around the platform where the two women stood, all of whom were spiritual masters of the Third Realm.

As the platform rose, Lu Chenghuan and Chen Qiaojun looked at each other from afar. The former waved his sleeves and smiled, while the latter smiled without saying a word.

Seeing that Lu Chenghuan was still provoking Chen Qiaojun, the old magistrate Lu Changqing sighed inwardly and shouted: "Damn girl, why don't you cast a spell?"

After being yelled by my father, Lu Chenghuan restrained a little. He flicked his sleeves and his jade fingers changed. At the same time, Chen Qiaojun, not far away, also pinched his fingers to form seals, pulling the spiritual consciousness of hundreds of three-level spiritual masters around him, gathering all the spiritual powers on himself.

"Fox charms the common people!"

Two sweet shouts, led by two spiritual powers, one white and one blue, more than two hundred spiritual powers soared into the sky one after another, gathered together and transformed into a nine-tailed heavenly fox in the blink of an eye, licking its claws and swinging its tail, making it look unparalleled.

After several years, both women have entered the sixth realm. Now they have gathered the power of hundreds of spiritual masters in the third realm. The heavenly fox magic evolved has the power of the nineth level of the sixth realm.

This Dharma image had just emerged in the air, and an invisible force of charm had swept out. It passed through the Southern Song people and swept straight past the puppet army driven by the Japanese side, and washed away all the Yin-Yang Techniques that were blessed by Onmyoji on them.

Although these puppet troops were aggressive and fearless, most of them were just ordinary people. They were only controlled by Yin-Yang Technique and stimulated their potential for life, so that they could stop the Song army's offensive for so long.

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Technique was just broken, and the defense line that was originally as difficult as a mountain collapsed in an instant, and they all fell to the ground in a daze.

Seeing this, the Song army immediately increased its offensive, but in an instant, several rushing vehicles had penetrated the enemy formation and came to the city wall to hit hard.

Yang Yanzhao, Li Yuezhou, Chen Qiaojun, Wei Jinxiu and others were overjoyed when they saw this. However, before the morale of the Song army increased greatly, there were suddenly bursts of screams behind the formation. When everyone turned around, hundreds of figures were flashing in the Song army formation. Wherever they passed, there was no one to stop them. The Song army soldiers kept falling down like rice and wheat.

"Is it a Japanese ninja?" Li Yuezhou's eyes were cold, and he pressed the Taixue sword with his hands, and said solemnly, "I'll stop them!"

But Yang Yanzhao stretched out his hand and sneered: "Why do Brother Li need to take action? I have already arranged people to entertain them."

Li Yuezhou was stunned when he heard this. At this time, he saw endless ice and snow suddenly rolling up from the Song army formation. More than a hundred men and women in white flew out of the formation. Each of them was swept by wind and snow, like a blizzard.

"Fengxue Sacred Mountain?" Wei Jinxiu breathed a sigh of relief and said in surprise, "I secretly went to Chen Cang with a trick. I thought Fengxue Sacred Mountain was at the Marquis of Jinjiang, but I didn't expect it to be hidden in our army."

Li Yuezhou nodded slightly and smiled, "Miss Cui is already a prince of the seventh realm. With her in charge, I am afraid that Japanese ninjas will not be able to cause any storms."

It is indeed as they said, although Xuefeng has never appeared, there are elite soldiers of Fengxue Sacrificial Mountain led by Cui Qiaoxin, and the weakest ones are all high-level cultivation in the fifth level, and even the sixth level has eight giants.

With the joint efforts of everyone, the rear was turned into ice and snow in an instant. Although the ninja's ninja's ninjutsu were mysterious, their limbs were stiff and their movements were slow at the terrifying low temperature.

As if he realized that the situation was not good, several extremely terrifying thoughts suddenly broke out in Changzhou City. Immediately, Akihiko Mitsuhide, Ninoha Nagahide, and Tokugawa Ieyasu from the seventh realm of the city and rushed towards the Southern Song Dynasty.

"A Japanese thief!" Li Yuezhou's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the Taixue sword was unsheathed. He had already drawn his sword and swept it up with one step. The milky white righteous spirit was as vast as smoke, wrapping him up and flooding Danyu Changxiu.

On this battlefield, there are four seventh realms in the Japanese side, but in the Southern Song Dynasty, there are only Yang Yanzhao, Li Yuezhou and Cui Qiaoxin. Although they are all kings of the same level, they are still young after all, and their time to enter the seventh realm is far less than that of the Japanese side. Therefore, both Cui Qiaoxin and Li Yuezhou can only restrain one seventh realm at most.

Seeing Akichi Mitsuhide and Tokugawa Ieyasu rushed over, Yang Yanzhao raised his thick eyebrows and slowly held the plain-tieed gizmo gun in his right hand. He was about to stop him, and a long laugh suddenly came from the formation: "Sir Shangshu, don't worry, let's deal with these two people!"

The laughter was long and the last word came out, and the first word was still echoing in the air. In the blink of an eye, a loud noise suddenly came from the army formation of the Southern Song Dynasty. Then a coffin rose into the air and smashed violently at Akichi Mitsuhide who was rushing towards him with endless power.

Seeing the coffin attack, Akichi Mitsuhide raised her long eyebrows, formed seals with her hands, and wisps of smoke from her sleeves filled her sleeves, turning into a tiger-like Shikigami out of thin air, and roared at the coffin.

"open!"

As the sound of the cry came out, the originally dense spiritual talismans on the coffin suddenly dimmed. In an instant, an unparalleled force that was originally sealed burst out, directly shattering the coffin into powder. At the same time, an arm with a muscle like a dragon suddenly poked out. With just one punch, the tiger shikigami that was enough to match the mid-level seventh level was smashed into pieces.

When Shikigami was destroyed, Akichi Mitsuhide couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the burly figure that appeared in the coffin.

The man's body was ragged and covered with cracks that seemed to disintegrate at any time. However, the blood-red eyes clearly visible under the helmet revealed a peerless and fierce intention of destroying the world.

"Who are you?" Although I realized that it was not good, Akichi Mitsuhide was a powerful person in the seventh realm and was not afraid of it. He quickly summoned three Shikigamis to block them, and at the same time pulled out a feather fan made of nine ancient spiritual bird feathers, transforming into a raging flame, and was about to burn and kill.

Although the black-armored man was extremely fierce, he seemed to be a little unconscious. He hung in the air, and blood appeared and disappeared in his eyes. However, when Akichi Mitsuhide planned to burn it with Yin-Yang Technique, he seemed to have some sense and suddenly looked up.

The moment the eyes met, Aizhi's light was as beautiful as falling into an ice cave, and from his body to his heart and soul were completely suppressed by the terrifying murderous intent that ruined the world.

Eight realms! This black-armored man who looks like a madman turned out to be an eight-level emperor?

Before Akichi Mitsuhide could break free from the fear, the black-armored man suddenly roared and rubbed his body up. Before he could reach it, he had already punched him out. In an instant, all the heaven and earth in front of him collapsed, and were twisted and crushed by his fist force, and then "evaporated" into nothingness.

Just a breathing time, Akichi Mitsuhide's three Shikigami turned into nothingness, and the sky of fire in front of him did not stop the other party at all. There seemed to be an invisible force around the body of the black-armored man, and anything that touched would be annihilated in an instant.

However, such a change finally made Akichi Mitsuhide wake up. With a trembling wrist, nine feathers on the feather fan suddenly exploded. The remaining spiritual energy of the nine ancient spiritual birds instantly merged into a light curtain to block the opponent's advance.

But Akichi Hikari had just set up the light curtain, and the black-armored man had already collided. With a click, the light curtain that was enough to withstand the complete attack of the seventh realm was instantly shattered. Immediately, the man rushed to Akichi Hikari, completely ignoring the raging flames around the other party, grabbed his shoulders, and then pulled them hard.

With a hiss, Aizhi Mitsuhide, who had a level of seven or eighth level of cultivation, even in China, was torn into two by the black-armored man, and his soul could not escape. He was imprisoned by the man with some power, and his body was torn apart.

Seeing Akichi Mitsuhide die with one move, and even his soul never escaped, Tokugawa Ieyasu was shocked and did not dare to fight back. He turned his head and fled into the city.

If the man in black armor had not seen his escape, he was just standing in the air alone, but at this time, a man suddenly flew up from the formation, which was the jade furong of Dafeng Cizhai. She held a jade talisman and shouted, "What are you doing stupidly? Go and kill him!"

Hearing her order, the man in black armor turned his head and looked. A fierce light had just risen in his eyes. Yu Furong had already pinched the jade talisman in his hand. In an instant, the man's eyes were in a daze, and then he followed the order and turned to chase Tokugawa Ieyasu.

Seeing Tokugawa Ieyasu was about to die in the hands of this black-armored man, a vast force suddenly came from a very distant place. In the air, Tokugawa Ieyasu, Ninoha Nagahide, Hattori Hanzo and others were all driven away.

The man with black armor saw that Tokugawa Ieyasu was about to be rescued, and a black light surged out of his body, rubbed his body and punched him out. In an instant, the void in front of him shattered into powder. The unparalleled fist force had already chased Tokugawa Ieyasu in a blink of an eye, and was about to completely smash him.

"Baga?"

With a angrily shout, the force suddenly split into a sword light and slashed over. With a bang, the fist force and the sword light all exploded, and finally blocked the pursuit of the black-armored man.

With the escape of Tokugawa Ieyasu and others, Japan was defeated and faced with Yang Yanzhao, Li Yuezhou, Cui Qiaoxin and a black-armored man, almost most of the soldiers were killed, and only a few fled in scattered areas.

Seeing the black-armored man standing alone on the battlefield, Chen Qiaojun, Lu Chenghuan, Wei Jinxiu and others, the eyes were full of shock, because they would never have thought that the so-called trump card of Dafeng Cizhai would be him.

Commander of the God-killing Camp of the Yanggu Legion!

The adopted son of the King of Chu!

Second in the list of the beautiful hidden dragons!

【Killing God】Zhang Ziqiang

At this time, it seemed that because he had absorbed the skills that had overflowed after Akichi Mitsuhide's tragic death, the blood color in Zhang Ziqiang's eyes gradually became richer, and the original haze also dissipated a little, as if he was about to restore his mind.

Seeing this, everyone around them took a few steps back without realizing that they all sneered, holding the jade talisman in their hands and came out from the crowd. They were obviously delicate and beautiful, but they were shivering with hideousness.

"Kneel down!" Lifting up the jade talisman, Yu Furong's eyes were full of turmoil.

Zhang Ziqiang, who had recovered his mind, was furious when he heard this. He wanted to sacrifice Pangu axe with his five fingers. Unexpectedly, the jade talisman in Yu Furong's hand flashed, and spiritual pattern talismans appeared out of thin air from Zhang Ziqiang's body, like chains tied to him.

As the chains were added, Zhang Ziqiang's mind was suppressed again, and then he slowly relaxed his body and bent his knees little by little.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yanzhao's eyes flashed with anger. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Li Yuezhou beside him directly reached out and pointed to the guide.

After understanding what he meant, a little helplessness rose in Yang Yanzhao's eyes.

If it weren't for Zhao Jing's will, no matter how bold Dafeng Cizhai was, he would not have dared to openly humiliate an Eight-level emperor.

The sunset was setting, outside Changzhou City, the once rebellious and fierce killing god finally knelt in front of Yu Furong.

For a moment, in such a huge battlefield, there was only the extremely rampant long smile.
Chapter completed!