Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 352 Three against One

Fire, all I could see was the sky full of flames, and what I could hear were the cries of my colleagues and subordinates who were injured by shrapnel, wood chips, and glass fragments, and I could also smell the smell of burnt meat.

Ichiro Ishihara shook his head and pushed away the vines that helped him block the shock wave, flames and shrapnel. Looking at the flames filling the consulate, his expression changed from surprise to anger.

Because in front of him, Wang Yi, who was wearing tattered black robe and had a face as pale as gold paper, stood with his hands behind his back, his expression neither sad nor happy. His pair of bright and restrained eyes just looked at him and spoke calmly.

"I told you before, if there really comes a day when the country is destroyed and the family is ruined, and the mountains and rivers are broken, I will definitely send you and your family down first. Your family is a bit far away in Japan, so I will send you down first and wait for you down there in advance."

Ishihara Ichiro was so angry that he laughed.

"Your Excellency is a man of his word, but don't you see that this is arranged for you?"

"I see. You're using a man from the consulate as bait to lure me in. As long as I die here, this deal will be worth it. I admire your courage to use yourself as bait."

"Oh, I can't catch this big fish if I'm not here. Will the trick of using a substitute work for you?"

"It's useless, so you will definitely die."

"It's still uncertain who will live and who will die, Mr. Tiancao, Master Xin, Madam Rong, it's up to you."

Before she finished her words, Madam Rong, the tree spirit, made her move.

Talent: One tree makes a forest!
Magical power: draw a line on the ground to make a prison!
The Japanese Consulate, whose overall structure had not been seriously damaged in the explosion, was shattered into pieces by the methods used by Wang Yi and Mrs. Rong, the tree spirit, in front of other people on the Embassy Street who had not yet recovered from the explosion.

Vines as thick as an adult's arm broke out from the wall, entangled, and extended, but were cut off by the invisible blade in the process of extending.

As the houses collapsed, dust rose all over the sky.

When the dust settled, other people on Embassy Street saw this scene.

The original Japanese consulate is no longer there, replaced by a ten-meter-tall banyan tree with a canopy covering the entire Japanese consulate. The dense aerial roots make people's scalp tingle at the sight of it. Mixed with human body parts, buildings, and a hint of blood, there is a banyan tree.

People outside couldn't see what was happening inside, they could only hear shouts and screams.

Such a strange and bizarre incident happened on the Embassy Street, just before the Japanese army was about to capture the capital. It was a completely unexpected disaster for the consulate staff of other countries in the Embassy Street.

At this moment, they stayed away from the Japanese Consulate, a place of trouble, as if they were avoiding the plague, and returned to their own consulate, watching through binoculars to see the final outcome.

In the consulate, or in the body of Madam Rong, the banyan tree spirit, Wang Yi heard the sounds of killing coming from outside, and understood that Li Shuwen was fighting with those Japanese fighters.

Li Shuwen's powerful voice turned into thunder and passed through layers of obstacles.

"Boss Wang, just feel free to use your power. I, an old man, will take care of these scoundrels outside!"

"Thank you, Senior Li."

Wang Yi responded loudly, looking at Amakusa Isshin and Xin Chouzi who walked out of the vines in front of him. As for the tree spirit Madam Rong, her true form was revealed at this time. She was completely a tree man growing in a tree, and Ishihara Ichiro had an ugly look on his face.

Because he used himself as bait just to bet that Wang Yi would come to kill him to vent his anger when his condition at the front line was greatly reduced. As long as Wang Yi came, he would let Madam Rong send him out of the consulate, and let these two people come together to surround and kill Wang Yi.

He did make the right bet, but Wang Yi had just trapped himself inside the consulate by drawing a circle on the ground as a prison. Not to mention whether the two of them and one spirit could kill Wang Yi, as an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to survive on this battlefield. With this kind of fight between gods breaking out in such a small space, how likely is it that he would survive?
He got himself into trouble!
"Don't worry, I will definitely put you last. Find a place for yourself to hide. If you really die, you can have a complete body, so that your family won't be unable to recognize you when they go down."

The situation reversed in an instant. At this time, Ishihara Ichiro didn't want to refute Wang Yi's trash talk. Just as Wang Yi said, he found a place to hide without caring about his image.

However, it was Amakusa Isshin, the deputy leader of Shintoism, who fought back.

"Wang Yi! The howitzers of the Imperial Japanese Army must have felt bad. I didn't expect you to have this trick. But it doesn't matter. I don't believe that you can still use the means that destroyed our artillery regiment before in this situation! Come on together!"

Without Tiancao Ishin's warning, the other two, who had fought with Wang Yi many times on the front line, took the lead in attacking.

The aerial roots turned into sharp thorns and attacked Wang Yi in an overwhelming manner. If he was not careful, he would end up being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Wang Yi's response was also very simple. His condition was so bad at this moment that it was impossible for him to fully activate the triple attack. The loss would be too great and it would not be worth it.

so···

Second level: Strong life!
The aerial roots controlled by the tree spirit Madam Rong pierced Wang Zhou's body without any hindrance, but they only stayed between the skin and flesh and could not advance an inch.

Wang Yi used the second level of Reverse Life to block Madam Rong's aerial roots that had turned into spikes, resisting the sucking feeling from above. He took a step forward and faced off with Xin Chouzi who had been the first to rush in front of him.

His solid life-energy foundation, combined with the dragon-tiger power brought by the triple rebirth, made Xin Chouzi feel like he was hit by a wild bull, even without the blessing of the magnetic field blasting fist.

The evil energy attached to his right hand dissipated, causing Xin Chouzi to spit out a mouthful of blood and fly back, crashing into Madam Rong's tree trunk.

But seeing that the Yin Sha Qi had re-condensed and did not directly disintegrate into the Qi of heaven and earth as before, Xin Chouzi was not angry but happy.

"As expected, he is already at the end of his strength! Mr. Amakusa, Madam Rong, hold him back while I prepare a killer move to finish him off!"

Having said that, Xin Chouzi, regardless of whether the two men agreed or not, connected the broken bones, began to silently recite the magic formula, and constructed the ritual.

One could see that the Yin Sha Qi, as thick as liquid, was gushing out from Xin Chouzi's body and slowly gathering in front of Xin Chouzi. From the corner of Wang Yi's eye, he could even see the faces of the Japanese soldiers in the Yin Sha Qi gushing out from Xin Chouzi's body.

Shikigami Susanoo!

Shintoism, as a native religion of Japan, could even be said to be a monotheistic religion before the Meiji Restoration. In terms of the Qi of faith of all living beings, they are no worse than the Enshin sect in China.

And because of the climate and environment in Japan, the people there tend to be extreme in character, so their performances in the God's Law are even more extreme.

The most frightening thing for actors who play gods is that they lose themselves in the end, become indistinguishable between gods and humans, and go crazy until death.

But for those Shinto guys, they wish to become the god they believe in in the end. As the deputy leader of Shinto, Amakusa Isshin plays Susanoo, one of the three great gods of Japan.

As the huge Qi of faith of all living beings entered his body, Amakusa Isshin's face changed, and his expression became awe-inspiring. The colorful Qi of faith of all living beings also transformed into the Kusanagi sword, a sacred artifact related to this god, in his hand. Behind him, a monster with eight snake heads also appeared, and as he swung his sword, it spewed poisonous smoke and flames towards Wang Yi.

Magnetic field blasting fist!
As Wang Yi has some accomplishments in this area, he is not afraid of the other party using such tactics at all.

With one punch, the poisonous smoke dissipated and the raging fire died down.

Even the Kusanagi sword that was said to be able to cut through anything was made to appear and disappear by Wang Yi's punch.

He put his right fingers together to form a sword and stabbed towards Amakusa Isshin's forehead. At this time, Amakusa Isshin, who was like a sword master, also stabbed Wang Yi's right hand at the wrist with a backhand strike.

But this was in line with Wang Yi's wishes. His right hand, which was broken at the wrist, still maintained the gesture of fingers forming a sword, and his momentum did not decrease. He hit Amakusa Isshin's forehead in the flaw that he created for himself.

Magnetic field waves!

A strange cry also came from Amakusa Isshin who had entered the state of performing gods.

Covering his forehead, Amakusa Isshin retreated. The face that was originally transformed by the Qi of faith of all living beings began to peel off, switching back and forth between his original form and the image of Susanoo.

In my mind, there are countless voices of men, women, young and old, which cannot be shaken off.

Mrs. Rong, the tree spirit who was assisting, didn't expect that Wang Yi could still use the magnetic field blasting fist at this time, and directly knocked Amakusa Isshin, who had the highest output on their side, unconscious with one punch.

It is true that she is a spirit of plants, but the advantages and disadvantages of her race are there.

She has very few means. She can neither possess bodies like animal fairies nor perform various magical methods. She can only rely on plants and miasma. Her only advantage is that she is difficult to kill.

Right now, one of the output players was in a bad state, and the other was preparing to use a big move. If he couldn't hold Wang Yi back, the siege that he had finally achieved would be lost!
"Your middle gate is wide open! I don't believe you can still be as hard to kill as before!"

Talent: Kill with one blow!

Dense aerial roots filled this narrow space, like sharp thorns that nailed Wang Yi's right hand, which was broken at the wrist and was about to be put back in place. They penetrated Wang Yi's limbs from top to bottom and nailed him firmly in place.

At the same time, under her, a wooden spike the size of an adult's fist slowly extended out, like an ancient siege crossbow, aiming at Wang Yi's middle dan. A pleasant smell also emanated from the top of the wooden spike.

In the few breaths when he was pinning Wang Yi's limbs, he bounced out, directly broke through Wang Yi's double layer, penetrated Wang Yi's chest, and got stuck in the middle.

At the same time, Xin Chouzi had also completed his preparations.

All the evil souls extracted from the dead Japanese invaders on the battlefield in recent days were gathered together by Xin Chouzi at this moment and turned into a Japanese sword.

"Wang Yi, your death has come!"

Holding a Japanese sword that was filled with evil spirits, Xin Chouzi, like a madman, jumped towards Wang Yi, whose chest was pierced, and chopped him in half.

Wang Yi raised his left hand and firmly grasped the knife that Xin Chouzi was chopping at him.

But it was already so dense that it turned into a physical entity. The Japanese sword formed by the gathering of the evil souls of many Japanese invaders also cut through Wang Yi's flesh and was firmly embedded in Wang Yi's hand bones.

Although Wang Yi was not split in two as Xin Chouzi had expected, the evil energy began to blacken Wang Yi's palm from the point where his left hand touched the Japanese sword, and extended along Wang Yi's left hand all the way to Wang Yi's forehead.

Xin Chouzi still had that crazy smile on his face, as if he had seen the end of Wang Yi's soul being devoured by the evil spirits of the Japanese invaders.

He was laughing, but Wang Yi was laughing too.

Then he saw Wang Yi open his mouth to him, and a wisp of pink flame appeared in Wang's mouth and flew towards his forehead.

Alarm bells started ringing in my heart.

Xin Chouzi didn't care about anything else, he leaned back to get away, even throwing away the saber and distanced himself from Wang Yi.

Before he could check whether he had been hit, he saw that the evil spirit that was supposed to extend along Wang Yi's left hand all the way to Wang Yi's forehead was dissipating, and there was no blood flowing from Wang Yi's left hand that was almost cut in half. Instead, the same pink flame that Wang Yi had used to try to sneak attack him just now emerged.

The flame ignited spontaneously without wind, and instantly turned into a raging fire, burning up the Japanese sword that he had constructed with great difficulty through rituals and which gathered the evil souls of many Japanese invaders.

He could even hear the howling of the evil souls of the Japanese invaders before they were burned to death.

The Yinsha saber was burned, and the left hand that was almost cut in half was repaired under the double effect of reverse life, and soon returned to its original state.

Wang Yi looked at Xin Chouzi and just touched his forehead with his left hand.

Xin Chouzi was puzzled, but the voice from Madam Rong above his head made him understand what had happened to him.

"Master Xin! Your head!"

"what?"

Xin Chouzi was at a loss, but he also saw on his forehead a piece of glass fragment handed to him by Madam Congrong Tengman that he did not completely avoid the pink flame that Wang Yi had used to attack him just now, and a small flame still fell on his forehead.

And now, this small flame is turning into a raging fire, just like the Yin Sha military sword that Wang Yi had just burned.

But the strange thing was that he did not feel any severe pain from being burned, but his limbs began to become uncontrollable, his consciousness began to fade, and then everything went black before his eyes.

Mrs. Rong, the tree spirit who was a bystander, was stunned at this moment. She saw with her own eyes that Xin Chouzi had no power to resist at all. He didn't even know what was happening to him. He just knelt on the ground and lost his breath under the burning pink flame that wrapped around his head.

Until the moment of his death, Xin Chouzi had a confused expression on his face and was completely unaware of the changes happening in himself.

But as the spirit of plants and trees that practice the most difficult Qi cultivation, how could she not understand it?

"It does not damage the surface, but only burns the soul. Could this be the legendary Samadhi True Fire..."

At this moment, Madam Rong was completely panicked, because this method was the most restraining for a plant spirit like her.

Even though she was not her original body here at the moment, if she was hit by this method that only attacked the soul, the Taoism she had cultivated for nearly a thousand years would be wasted. She would have to turn back into the banyan tree that could not move itself and could only be exposed to the wind, sun, thunder, rain, and being eaten by animals.

What’s different from the past is that this time she is conscious and feels this torment day and night!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Rong's tree-man face also showed an expression of panic and looked at Wang Yi.

At this time, Wang Yi calmly pulled out the wooden thorn that pierced his chest. The broken chest was being repaired by the second level of reverse growth. The right hand that was nailed was also pulled off by Wang Yi and reattached.

During the whole process, Wang Yi was like a bystander, watching his broken limbs being reattached and his injuries healed, without any emotion or joy. He even moved his right hand.

After confirming that everything was fine, Wang Yi did not give any answer to the tree spirit Madam Rong's frightened expression, but just gave her a kind smile.

(End of this chapter)