This is My Juggernaut Journey

The nobles who had conspired for several days must have died in peace after seeing this scene, and the couple didn't take them to heart at all.

Yongzhen closed the book, poured a cup of hot tea for Yuxian, and asked again: "Then we are going to deal with Yinglong now?"

"Well, I can only stay for 20 days. It's been three days now. It would be troublesome if I was forced to leave during the fierce battle with Yinglong." Yuxian chewed the cucumber, thinking that it would be fun if he suddenly disappeared. It's big.

"So prepare as soon as possible, immediately find out the location of Yinglong, and then take the initiative to attack him, and try to kill him within ten days!"

Yongzhen nodded, and said that it would take ten days to kill a dragon that existed for thousands of years, let alone whether it can be done, the time is very tight.

She filled Yuxian with vegetable porridge again, and then said: "Master's notes and the secret seal of Xianfeng Temple have recorded some details about the witches' seal of Yinglong in ancient times. I have some experience recently, and I may be able to help."

"Really!?" Yuxian put down the bowl and chopsticks, his face was full of surprises, Jian Yongzhen nodded, rubbed his hands together and said, "Great, the chances of winning are a little higher!"

He doesn't know how strong Yinglong is after absorbing a huge amount of life force, but it is true that it was sealed in ancient times, otherwise it would not be trapped in the space and can only support agents to induce human beings to contribute life. it is good?

To be able to seal Yinglong and die for a thousand years without rotting, that witch must be a genius!

"Even if you can weaken him a little bit, there is only one thing missing." Yuxian took a bite of the pickled cucumber, and heard soft footsteps approaching.

"Learn to rebel! Let him give it for nothing!"

The morning sun shone through the glass, making the room a bit warmer than usual. The fire was burning, and Bian Ruozi, still dressed in monk robes, was holding hot tea, but he did not doze off today.

At this time, the paper door was opened, and Yu Xian, who had changed into a purple dress, walked quickly. He saw that the son of Bianruo had washed off the blood first, and it was considered a courtesy.

"Sorry, I'm late, Your Highness the Son of Bianruo." Sitting on the cushion opposite, Yuxian saw the girl staring at him intently, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"It's nothing, it's just that Master Yuxian has experienced quite a thrilling time." The girl's voice was still as clear as a spring.

I haven't seen it after two worlds, but I can see the change of Yuzuru at a glance. The karma that is emitting blood-colored smoke is as real as it is. Bian Ruozi moved to the side, always feeling uncomfortable.

'She sees it? Yuzuru also realized it, and smiled calmly: "Yes, it was a tiring and sleepy journey. It almost capsized several times, but what is Your Highness doing recently?"

"I'm studying how to defeat Yinglong. He will inevitably cause catastrophe after he escapes." The girl didn't hide anything, and her face relaxed a little. "No matter how I research, I can only weaken him. The state of wanting to kill him is getting worse and worse." Strong Yinglong, relying on Lord Sekiro is not enough, fortunately you are back..."

Cutting off Longyin's power is her lifelong wish, and the powerful Yuxian is the most suitable executioner. The girl said to Yongzhen who was mixing tea, her eyes were bright, and a beautiful arc was drawn at the corner of her mouth.

She took out what looked like a mural from her bosom and unfolded it on the floor, showing a samurai holding a sword against the Thunder of the Sky.

"Just me, Mr. Kuro, and Mr. Yongzhen are not enough, and his current state is not something you can resist, Mr. Yuzuru, so let me teach you."

"Thunderbolt technique!"

Yuxian looked at the scroll on the ground, and his breathing was a bit heavy. His current strength is no problem against Yinglong in the weak stage, but Yinglong has been out of trouble for more than half a year, who knows how far he has grown.

But without Lei Fan, what awaits him is only infinite suffering.

The conditions were all in place, and Yuzuru also laughed.

"Okay, learn from Lei Fan first, and then go to kill the dragon!"

PS: I just got home and asked for tickets!

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When fearful, annoyed, or numb heads were hung on the top of Ashina Castle, it was announced that the bloody night was over. In the farce, the castle town suffered a total of more than [-] casualties, and another [-] people were killed. The captives, they will be taken to the bottom of Bodhisattva Valley to work as coolies to dig magnetite. As for when they can return, it depends on the mood of the ruler of Weiming Kingdom.

Thousands of lives were lost and more than a dozen blocks were destroyed, causing the castle town to be depressed for several days. Many families had men involved in the farce, and the rest of the people were afraid to settle accounts after the fall.It's a pity that there is only Weiming's pure land in the world, and they can't do anything except shivering at home.

Fortunately, on the third day of the bloody night, Kuro Ashina issued the order of "let the past go without blame", but the "tyrannical" Yuzuru did not let them go, and anyone who participated in the riot at home was forcibly taken to the side of the sword mark 'Looking up', thinking about life for two hours in the heavy snow.

The sword marks are [-] meters long, tens of meters deep, and three feet wide. They look like a small canyon surrounded by Wei Ming soldiers in armor. Either cold or scared.

And Yuxian wanted to cut that knife in Wei Mingren's heart, so that they would know how to be awed and fanatical...

"Then spread my deeds through the mouth of the caravan, so that the legend will be expanded to the whole of Japan, so that the power will be increased again!" Yuzuru lay on the railing, seeing the pictures of the caravan in the distance, dumbfounded His face is full of smiles, and he never pretends to be meaningless. This is also an experiment.

The strength of the heroic spirit also comes from its popularity, just like the Grand Duke was surprisingly powerful in Romania, the number of people, the scope and even the precipitation are important content. Now he recalls that when he slashed that sword, his strength was indeed a bit stronger than usual.

Yuzuru retracted his eyes and knelt on the ground, quietly thinking about the power from 'Amakusa Shiro'.

"It turns out that the power of this belief is no wonder that the West became a god to ignite the fire of faith. Compared with the limitations of the body, this kind of power has no limit. The number of people who proclaim my name is only a few thousand. Although the quality is quite high, the number is limited. Then, unexpectedly such a small number of people can increase the strength by a few percent, and the rate of return is really astonishing."

"So it seems that my body can still maintain a human state, and my strength can still grow infinitely. This state can be regarded as inheriting the most buggy ability of the heroic spirit? Because my legend is still going on, and it doesn't look like they have been completely solidified."

A trace of excited smile appeared on Yuxian's face, he is not a jerk, and there is also the pursuit of fame and fortune in the driving force that supports his progress.

Winning the name before and after his life, when this kind of "name" can provide real power, Yuzuru feels that he is full of energy.

"A powerful Heroic Spirit either does extraordinary things, like Gilgamesh, or is as well-known as King Arthur and is extolled in human history. The nature of my repeated saving of the world should not be bad. What is needed is to expand the absolute number. "

Yuxian seemed to have found another way to become stronger, even without a system, he stretched his waist, a few wisps of snow wind drifted in, and his thinking became clearer and clearer.

At this stage, the road to becoming stronger is a troika: one is to complete the system tasks, the other is to tap the potential of Sword Prison, and the third is to spread one's name, superimposed wildly with the power of praise!

These three roads do not interfere with each other, pushing this body to an endless peak.

"Then let's settle the accounts again, unknown noble person." Yuzuru thought of 'Amakusa Shiro' again, hoping that this guy would be swallowed by him a few more times.

Yuxian took a sip of the turbid wine, his body was hot in the snow wind, he stood up suddenly, his bones made a "crack bang bang" sound, he lowered his head and looked at the open space in front of the castle tower, a group of people were practicing in the snow wind The white air is scorching.

Those were Kenichiro Ashina, Sekiro, Nogami Inokai, Shichimoto Gun and other generals, and even some elite swordsmen including Miyamoto Musashi. Yuzuru taught them the three breathing methods according to their physique, and at the same time Signing a contract of sale with people like Miyamoto Musashi, they are practicing in full swing.

These people have survived a hundred battles, with excellent talent, solid foundation, willpower and desire to become stronger dozens of times stronger than ordinary people, much stronger than those teenagers in the Ghost Killing Squad.In addition, the breathing method is also gradual, even if you learn a little bit, you can make a considerable difference. Now it has only been three days, and there are already some effects.

"Well, Xianichiro's speed seems to be a few chips faster, and he is just a step away from the threshold. The wolf seems to be stronger. This guy has a keen sense as a ninja, and with the help of breathing, he will become more proficient at 'striking iron' in the future." gone."

Yuzuru nodded in satisfaction. If it was a bunch of idiots, he wouldn't be bothered to waste time. Now that one person has ascended to heaven, it's time to make his former partners stronger.