First lady's personal tutor

Wang Yong's face was dignified.

He did not expect that this was an ancient battlefield. All the dead were warriors of the shogunate period.

Samurai's spirit is generally stronger than ordinary people's, and the more powerful the idea is, the less easily it will dissipate after death. And how many people have died here? How many Samurai mementos have survived?

Wang Yong can't estimate it, but he knows it's a terrible number.

Liqiao, tuyumen, the type God, is the big killer in the type God! The so-called top ten Yin Yang masters are a joke, because all of them can't be the opponents of tuyumen!

"Young master!" JianNu and Xiangduo have already come here, but they seem to have encountered some kind of barrier. They are blocked in the distance and can't get in at all.

"Fortunately, the border of Li bridge has been formed. They don't have to die with you. And you, please enjoy the feast of death Tuyumendao.

Wang Yong gave a cold hum.

The so-called jiejie is just a Yin Qi barrier constructed by Fengshui environment. It may be intimidating to those who don't know it, but it's nothing strange to Wang Yong.

It's just that this bridge really makes Wang Yong feel a little tricky. It seems that it is really connecting Yin and Yang, and it is constantly absorbing something from this ancient battlefield site.

Snowflakes are infected into a black, there are constantly chirping around the sound of ghosts, like fog in general Yin Qi filled the cherry forest.

"Dead Yingling soldiers! Please show up! Fight for your faith! Kill the enemy in front of you Tuyumen raised his hands in the air and recited the witchcraft mantra.

Li bridge suddenly a shock, a boom, the next second you see all over the sky, suddenly sinking into the ground half a meter position.

A large amount of Yin Qi accumulates in the low altitude, such as the billowing sea of clouds. A moment later, the sea of clouds suddenly boiling violently, one after another head size bubbles rising in the sea of clouds.

It was a very strange scene.

"Kuok is dead!" A husky and low voice first came from Wang Yong's feet.

This is the Japanese word for "kill.".

Wang Yong looked at his feet and saw a head suddenly sticking out of the sea of clouds. His expression was numb and his eyes were burning with a strong sense of killing. He looked at Wang Yong as if he had seen the enemy who killed him in the previous life.

"Is this the warrior who died in the Wuchen war?" Wang Yong had a secret way in his heart.

In an instant, the samurai stood up from the sea of clouds, wearing shogunate armor and holding a samurai sword. Holding a knife in both hands, Wang Yong is a chop.

"To die!" Wang Yong had a look in his eyes and a blow in his right hand.

Just listen to the sound of hissing, not like the normal sound of hitting the human body, but a kind of feeling of flame burning wax oil.

The warrior's chest was blasted out of a big hole by Wang Yong. With his chest as the center, he began to burn around quickly. In the blink of an eye, he burned to ashes and fell into the rolling sea of clouds.

"It's really the memory of the dead warrior. It's bad luck for you to meet me! The fist of Zaohua Honglu is the most effective way to restrain the evil spirit! Since you want to die again, I'll help you! " Wang Yong gave a cold hum and began to take the initiative.

The frothy bubbles in the sea of clouds broke down one after another. One after another, the hideous heads were drilled from the ground, as if they had opened the gates of hell, and thousands of evil spirits descended into the world.

"Kuok is dead!"

"Kuok is dead!"

These warriors can only send out a vague syllable, using the killing intention in their heart when they died to charge Wang Yong.

Hua La, such as ants March, dense heads of people stepping on the heart shaking drum to Wang Yong.

Tuyumen, as the commander of Yingling army, constantly changes the rhythm of Sanwei line in his hand, which catalyzes the killing intention of Yingling army to the highest value.

"How wonderful! It's the peak work of the way of Shishen! I'm afraid that no Yin Yang master can command so many gods at the same time? I seem to have a feeling that even if the gods stand in front of me, I have the confidence to defeat them! " Tuyumen was immersed in the pleasure of summoning God and laughed happily.

Whoa, whoa

The voice of Yingling warrior burned by Wang Yong's fist intention is constantly coming. In the face of a DanJin warrior with strong Qi and blood, it's hard to really hurt Wang Yong.

Dan Jinwu's Qi and blood have reached the peak, like a pot of burning coals, while Yingling warrior is a piece of ice, a little closer to Wang Yong, it will start to melt.

But anything is not absolute, the accumulation of equivalent change to a certain extent, will lead to qualitative change.

If enough ice is put into the brazier together, the fire in the brazier will also be extinguished.

Tuyumen obviously had this plan.

There are few other battlefields in the Wuchen war, but there are enough dead samurai!

Wang Yong can kill ten hundred, but can he kill 1000 or 10000?

Therefore, Wang Yong is destined to fall here today!

"Young master! I'll help you! " The sword slave realized that the situation was not right. He swept the scabbard in his hand and defeated the vast sea of Yin Qi clouds, trying to open up a way.

But the Yin of this ancient battlefield was so strong that the sword slave defeated a sea of clouds. The next second, there was a gurgling Yin to fill the gap.

As for xiangqu, he couldn't even break the border made by Liqiao, so he had to stand on the outside and worry.

"Ho Ho", the scene is full of the breathing voice of Sakurai warriors, and the dark army besieges Wang Yong in the middle.

For a while, there were more than 500 Sakurai warriors summoned by tuyumen.

Although Wang Yong's boxing intention has a natural restraint on these Sakurai warriors, Wang Yong's boxing intention is to consume them continuously. It seems that the number of Sakurai warriors is far from the limit.

God knows how many people died here!

"Wang Yong, I already feel that your physical strength is declining. And how many Yingling have you killed now? 80 or 100? It doesn't matter, because the Yingling you killed didn't even reach one tenth of the total amount! Surrender, you can die with dignity. Otherwise, you will be swallowed by these Sakurai warriors, even the whole body can't be saved! " Tuyumendao.

Wang Yong's heavy cold hum, a punch will side two cherry spirit break up: "surrender? Even if I surrender, you don't have the ability to control the retreat of these Sakurai warriors! These are not the type gods who really listen to you. They are just weapons that are bewitched and catalyzed by you! I don't have a way back, and neither do you! "

Tu Yumen said with a smile: "it's really worthy of Wang Yongjun. You can see that. Yes, after you die, these Sakurai spirits will not disappear immediately, but will not disappear until the sun rises. "

At this time, there are still four or five hours to go before daybreak. During this period, it's chilling to think about the impact of these cherry spirits losing control.

In order to kill Wang Yong, tuyumen did everything they could.

After hearing the words of tuyumen, JianNu and xiangqu became more and more anxious.

For four or five hours, even Dan Jin masters could not continue, and they could only drink bitterness in the consumption of Yingling army.

It's true that many ants killed elephants.

Boom!

The thunder came from the low clouds, and the lightning hovered in the mid air of YingYuan Taoist center.

A large number of Yinling unearthed have affected the balance of Fengshui environment, resulting in lightning condensation. According to folklore, when a demon is born, it will lead to thunder and lightning.

And every time the lightning flashes, the Sakurai warrior will move with it, and even some Sakurai warrior will show a touch of fear.

After all, these Samurai can't be Wang Wu's can't, lightning still has a natural deterrent for them.

When Wang Yong saw this scene, he suddenly gave a sneer.

It's the only way!

A peck and a drink have a definite number. The tuyumen summoned so many ghosts, and the things to restrain them were in the air!

"Thunder in the sky, big and strong; A gentleman's shoes are filled with impoliteness. " Wang Yong looked at the thunder cloud in the middle of the sky and suddenly said in a long voice.

This is a hexagram in the book of changes, which means that thunder in the sky symbolizes the power of heaven and earth. A gentleman should be strict with himself and not do anything beyond the rules of heaven and earth.

What tuyumen did, however, was beyond the natural rules! That's why the thunderstorm came into being!

What Wang Yong has to do is to abide by this rule and eradicate anomalies.

Wang Yong's eyes closed slightly and then opened. His hands rotate slowly, like pushing the order of heaven and earth to rotate.

"It is in harmony with heaven and earth, with the sun and moon, with the four seasons, and with ghosts and gods."

With the sound of Wang Yong's voice, Wang Yong's hands changed rapidly, and one fist seal after another passed by.

The seal of the tripod represents the virtue of the country; The seal of the fetus represents the rebirth of humanity; There is the sun and the moon, which represents the way of yin and Yang; There is a four time sequence seal, which represents the sequence of years.

And these fists and seals finally merged to form a mysterious and strange move.

Wang Yong's left hand is on the top and his right hand is on the bottom.

"It's the" Zhengua "and" qiangua "! It's a big thunder day Tu Yumen was shocked to see the two fist symbols in Wang Yong's hand.

Wang Yong's fists affect the air flow, and form the hexagram pattern of Leitian Dazhuang in the book of changes!

"Do you see only two symbols? It's a pity that you don't understand the real hexagram at all Wang Yong suddenly spoke.

At the next moment, Wang Yong grabbed his arms toward the sky, and a huge fist burst out, crashing into the low thunder cloud.

Then it happened that Tu Yumen, Xiang Chou and JianNu were stunned.

I saw thunder clouds burst, thunder snakes and electric Python meandering down, with violent force cleaving to the army of Yingling.

Click! Click!

The fine power grid and thunder fire spread among the Yingling army, and the Yingling army was instantly destroyed, and the dark fire floated in the air, rendering the whole Yinglin forest green.

Bang!

In mid air, Li bridge, which constantly calls for Ying Ling, is also divided into two sections.

Tu Yumen turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood. Li Qiao is his original God. When his original God was destroyed, he was immediately affected.

"I see! You take yourself as the qiangua and Leiyun as the Zhengua, and finally form a group of Leitian Dazhuang hexagrams! Under the thunder sky, all evils will be washed away. It can be like this, it can be like this... "Said Tu Yumen.

Tuyumen thought that Qian represented only heaven, but forgot that Qian could be heaven, man, gold, jade, red, horse and so on.

It is on this basis that Wang Yong triggered the outbreak of thunder clouds.

In fact, it's the use of geomantic omen. Lei tiandazhuang's hexagrams describe a kind of geomantic omen terrain. Under this kind of terrain, it is easy to generate landing mines.

What Wang Yong plays is the role of the lightning rod that leads lightning to the ground.