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    ※Get out of here, General, for those sneaky people!§ Lian Moxibustion shouted.

    The wave of fire had not yet hit the shadow, and the help of hundreds of soldiers rushed out from it.  The several violent lion guard sergeants who were standing in the palace were shocked. They were so close, and they didn't even notice that there was a big living person hidden in the shadow of the prison guard.

    The Hundred Earth Soldiers rolled around in mid-air, and the ninja sword in their hands rotated like a saw, heading straight for the head of the moxibustion practitioner.

    When practicing moxibustion, I didn't even look back, and shot with my backhand. The tip of the gun erupted into a fierce pillar of fire, which instantly engulfed the soldiers from all over the world.  A dull scream came from the pillar of fire, and then with a "bang!", a cloud of black smoke exploded, and the figure of Baidi Bingnosuke disappeared. When he reappeared, he retreated back to his own line.  His whole body was steaming, and his black soft armor was almost burned to pieces. The only exposed eyes were covered in blisters on his skin.

    "How does it taste?" Lian Moxibustion asked coldly.  Baidi Bingzhi nosuke wanted to sneak into the back of the formation from under his nose. He obviously wanted to attack Prince Jade directly. How could Lian Moxibustion tolerate such a thing?  The move just now was a cruel one, but Hyakuchi Hyunosuke also had a strange ninjutsu, and he almost escaped from death.

    Facing the question about moxibustion practice, Hyakuchi Hy身nosuke just remained silent. He was wearing a mask on his face, so his expression could not be seen clearly. Only his exposed eyes were filled with resentment and dissatisfaction.  He has more backbone than Kazuo Takeda.

    "Not convinced?" Lian Moxibustion sneered again.  "You clown, you can come here and try again."

    With the help of soldiers from hundreds of places, I can't act rashly.  He is a ninja and knows how to be patient.  What he is proficient in is assassination and assassination.  An upright duel like this, facing a Zhuguo general, would be the same as committing suicide.

    Three leaders in succession did not dare to challenge, and the morale of the Shadow Army became even lower.  Previously, they were able to tear through the opponent's defense line, but Lian Moxibustion was forced back in one move, and many of his companions were killed or injured.  They felt the heat wave hitting their faces, but everyone's heart was filled with coldness. No one dared to look directly at the tall figure practicing moxibustion.

    "General, you are mighty!" On the other hand, on the Lion Guard's side, the soldiers reorganized their formation with vigor.  At this moment, seeing their own general showing off his might, his morale was even more boosted, and he burst into shouts one after another.

    In an instant, the aura and murderous intent of these soldiers merged together and became a whole.  A huge aura suddenly enveloped the entire mountain pass. It was full of murderous intent. It was bitingly cold and the air seemed to be much heavier. The pressure made even the Shadow Army feel short of breath.  His expression changed drastically.

    "Hundred Battles! Military Soul!" The four teenagers were still some distance away, but they could still feel the huge pressure in the air.  There were only three or four hundred people, but they released their true energy and merged into an aura.  But it was able to suppress Qu Ao and others until they couldn't breathe. Some of the weak shadow soldiers even vomited blood and fell to the ground, their whole bodies limp.  An embarrassing battle.  This is the true power of the Hundred Battles Art secretly practiced by the Heavenly Guardsmen of the Daei Dynasty. It is the military soul condensed from the fighting spirit of the elite soldiers of the Hundred Battles!

    Practicing moxibustion also releases the aura of z足j走.  Actually complementing the momentum of his subordinates, the fiery red aura became more and more intense.  Immediately afterwards, a shocking scene appeared.  The two auras drove each other and actually formed a huge air column that was half virtual and half real, like a fire storm, and a fiery red streak shot straight into the sky.  The air column has a terrifying high temperature, and the space is distorted and blurred when you look at it. The air column seems to be burning a hole in the sky, turning the sky red

    Faced with such terrifying power, Qu Ao and others were completely overwhelmed, and no one dared to face Moxibustion directly.

    The general of Zhuguo of the Violent Lion Guard took a step forward, and Qu Ao and others and their subordinates took a step back. More than two thousand people lost their will to resist in front of one person.

    "So majestic! So evil!" Dong Liang murmured to himself, his eyes shining and his face full of fascination.  "This is what a man should do!"

    The moxibustion practitioner was very interested in this scene. His chin was raised higher and his eyes became more confident.  He glanced sideways at Park Zhengyong who was behind the opponent's line, who was aiming his bow and arrow at him.  Pu Zhengyong had many opportunities to practice moxibustion, but he never took action.  Look at his expression at this moment, his face is pale, cold sweat is pouring on his forehead and cheeks, it is not someone else who is being pointed with an arrow, but him!

    Pu Zhengyong didn＊t dare to take action. He had an archer＊s intuition. If he acted rashly, the person who died would definitely not be the person he was targeting now.

    "Damn it!" Pu Zhengyong saw clearly the arrogance on the face of the moxibustion practitioner, and saidThe psychological pressure put on him by the other party was too heavy. There was a volcano pressing on his heart, making him unable to muster the courage to fight. That kind of force was like fighting against the power of heaven and earth.

    She stopped looking at him and glanced to the other side, only to find that the group of Onmyoji masters were retreating far away.  His aura interrupted the fight between the two parties. Susumu Ando simply retreated with his men. At this moment, no one could even be seen.

    "There is a guy who knows current affairs." Lian Moxibustion thought to himself, he stopped and looked at Gu Weng and Mahara from afar.

    "Don't send these cats and dogs out to embarrass yourself. Killing them will only soil the general's gun." Lian Moxibustion spoke arrogantly, but no one dared to refute.  "You two come together and fight with this general!"

    Facing the open challenge of practicing moxibustion, Gu Weng turned his eyes and looked at him with interest, like an invincible leader of a lion pride looking at a young male lion who dared to challenge the king.  y貝y角ng.  There is appreciation in the eyes, but more of them are cruel and bloody!

    The pangbi芋n Mahara had been lowering his eyes and was indifferent to the war. It was only then that he raised his eyelids and glanced at the majestic moxibustion practitioner. However, as if he had no interest at all, he turned his eyes to the opposite side.  On Prince Jade.

    "Your Highness, there is a saying in China, 'He who knows the current situation is a wise man.' Isn't the current situation clear enough? Can the bravery of this warrior really protect your prince? Or is it that the prince is willing to come?  Can a dead fish break a net?" Mahara's Chinese language was very standard.  Even the pronunciation of Chinese characters is clearer than that of most people born and raised in China.  He didn't speak loudly, as if he were talking face to face.  But there were nearly three thousand people present, but everyone could listen to Q貝ngch迅.

    "What a profound skill!" Tie Heng and Gongsun Bian both felt awe-struck.  Even the impotent practitioner of moxibustion shrank his eyes slightly and became wary.

    "Is this Master Mahara?" Prince Jade said with a smile. His voice was also not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.  He couldn't answer the other party's questions directly, but seemed to be chatting with a close friend.  "I heard that Nanda City, the capital of the Maurya Dynasty, was magnificently built, especially the pagoda forest in the holy land of your religion. I wonder if it is really such a wonderful place? Alas. It's a pity that the road is far away and the government is not peaceful now.  Otherwise, I really want to visit it with my own eyes.§

    "What's the difficulty? As long as His Highness is willing, the poor monk can instruct the craftsmen to build a pagoda for the prince. Even a temple or a palace is easy."

    "Oh, Master is willing to serve me, that's all the best. Even though I am rich and wealthy, Master Ji Tiancheng, I will not treat you badly, Master. Moreover, with me, you can travel to all the scenic spots in China.  , it＊s much more comfortable than working hard at Ji Tiancheng＊s place!§ Prince Jade looked surprised and happy.

    "Your Majesty!" Mahaluo's brows flashed with anger, and his tone suddenly became three points heavier.  He stared at Prince Jade closely.  F見ngf車 wants to see him through and through.

    "This Jade Prince is also a wonderful man." Tie Heng said in a low voice.  His beloved Gongsun Bian was also smiling, and even Xiao Qiang, who had always been nervous, relaxed a lot.

    Ji Tiancheng is the name of King Ning of this generation, and Mahara's previous words.  Everyone in the government is a smart person, so they are trying to persuade Prince Jade to surrender in a more subtle way.  But who would have thought that Prince Jade would pretend to be dumbfounded.  In turn, he recruited him and dug into King Ning's corner in public. How could Mahara not be angry after being teased like this?

    "A poor monk cannot afford His Highness's good intentions." As expected of a master, Mahara regained his composure in the blink of an eye.  "His Highness likes to travel around mountains and rivers. He is devoted to the mountains and rivers and uses them to cultivate his moral character. Everyone knows that his noble and elegant ideas are so noble. But can His Highness bear to see this great river and mountain destroyed by war? Can he turn a blind eye to the devastation of life?"

    After a pause, Mahara saw Prince Jade showing a look of concern, and a strange blue light flashed in his eyes.  "Today's Emperor Jingyou ignores the suffering of the people and insists on going militarily and conquests everywhere. This is the behavior of a tyrant and a sign of the country's ruin. Your Highness, with your talents, virtues, kindness and generosity, will surely become a wise king who will benefit all generations. And my prince is willing to  I accept you as the new emperor to replace the current ignorant and ignorant emperor."

    As soon as Mahara said these words, the whole place fell silent.

    ※What a demonic monk with a rosy mouth＃§ Gongsun Bian murmured in shock.  The four teenagers also looked at each other. They never expected that King Ning wanted to kidnap Prince Jade not to use him as the current emperor, but to support a puppet so that he could legitimately plot to usurp the throne!

    Lian Moxibustion raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and when he raised the prairie fire spear in his hand, he was about to yell.  But Prince Jade got ahead of him, stroking his hands and laughing.Stop.

    "Haha, in other words, Ji Tiancheng is a peace-loving person with compassion for others, right?"

    Prince Jade＊s laughter made those around the Shadow Army feel embarrassed.  Not to mention Prince Ning's ambition, he has many industries under his name, including the largest military factory in the world besides the weapons workshop of the imperial court.  They produce everything from warships and giant siege equipment to arrow clusters and spurs.  Moreover, a large part of King Ning's wealth comes from the trade of these weapons. He even monopolized the arms production of several island countries in the East China Sea. For this reason, he did not hesitate to instigate wars between several island countries, such as Fuso's aggressive war against Izumo and Azuchi.  For this situation, a large part of the responsibility must be placed on the heads of successive kings of Ning.  Therefore, words such as King Ning and peace, compassion and compassion are definitely not related.

    "Okay, okay, just treat Ji Tiancheng as his name. Then go back and bring him a message. If he really wants to save the world from suffering, then he must find his way back and put down his weapons to the court. If he does that  I have done it. I promise here that I will definitely ask the emperor to pardon him. Not only will he retain the title of king, but he will also be able to leave part of his family property and fiefdom. When he gets there, if he is willing, he can follow me to travel around the famous rivers in China.  Big mountains. Isn't it beautiful to be leisurely and quiet?" Prince Jade talked eloquently.

    He is fine.  Others asked him to surrender, and he in turn persuaded them to abandon the dark side and surrender to the bright side.  The scene suddenly came to a standstill.

    Mahara＊s eyes gradually turned cold and he stared at Prince Jade.  The latter, however, was calm and smiling, showing off his royal demeanor.

    "It seems that His Highness is stubborn. Forget it, please come with us back to Haizhou, and Prince Ning will have a deep talk with His Highness." Mahaluo nodded gently, and Prince F見ngf車yu fell into their control.  .

    "Hmph! What a shameless statement." Lian Moxibustion said angrily: "Monk, how can you sow discord between the brotherhood between His Majesty the Emperor and His Highness the Prince? You'd better come here and die!"

    As soon as the words of practicing moxibustion were finished, Mahara was not allowed to say any more sh赤me.  The tip of the prairie fire spear trembled.  Aiming at Mahara and stabbing him from a distance, a burst of flames spurted out, transforming into a huge flaming lion, rushing forward at extremely fast speeds.

    Qu Ao and others were frightened by the huge fire power contained in this flaming lion, and they didn't dare to stop it at all. As soon as they got a chance, they scattered to avoid it.  But the men behind them had such agile skills, they could only be devoured by the flaming lions amidst screams, and everything in their path was destroyed.  He slammed into the array of swordsmen and shieldmen and created a long corridor of fire, leaving charred corpses all over the ground.  The unpleasant burnt smell in the air became stronger and stronger.

    And in front of Mahara, stood two rows of men and women.  Some of them were from the Celestial Dynasty of China, and some were from the Mauryan Dynasty, but they all had their heads shaved.  Wearing short robes similar to those of Mahara.  These people are the disciples that Maharaja has recruited over the years, facing the flaming lions coming towards them.  All of them looked unchanged, standing where they were without moving.  It seems that he is using his body to protect Mahara.

    Mahara naturally would not let these disciples get hurt. He opened his eyes angrily, with a bright blue light in his eyes.  He spread his hands and slapped the menacing flame lion in the air.

    Two giant palms formed by condensation of true energy appeared out of thin air. They shone with a faint blue light. They closed inward and clamped the flaming lion on the left and right, stopping its momentum abruptly.

    The flame lion struggled and twisted like a living creature, and roared loudly.  Although it couldn't break away from the shackles of the two giant palms for the moment, the flames rose from its body, and the two giant palms made a "squeaking" sound, and it was about to be burned before its eyes.

    Mahara frowned, and slashed out his palms in succession, and several giant palms appeared on the center of the flaming lion.  They were like huge iron plates falling from the sky, smashing down on the flaming lion's head.

    With a loud noise of "Boom!", the Flame Lion split into pieces. It exploded into a ball of flames, which ignited the surrounding air. The uncontrollable fire spread rapidly, turning the entire area of ??Boss into a sea of ??flames.  .

    The giant palm formed by condensation of all the true energy disappeared in the flames. Mahara's body was shaken, and a trace of caution flashed in his eyes.  Similarly, Lian Moxibustion, who was standing far away from him, also swayed slightly.  Their fight this time was evenly matched, and no one could get an advantage.

    "Good! Good! Good!" Mahaluo said three good words in a row.  His sinister gaze rested on Lian Moxibustion's resolute face, and the strange blue in his eyes was as bright as two stars.

    He formed a mudra posture on his hand that was completely different from that of Zhongtu. He chanted scriptures in his mouth, and then slowly bent his legs one by one. He sat cross-legged and suspended in the air. There was an invisible hand under his body.  The seat, his figure is very stable.

    The disciples of Mahara also started chanting the scriptures of the Tala religion, and they sat around Mahara.??zh身uw谷i, all of them have pious faces, but their eyes reveal incomparable fanaticism.  Mahara opened and closed his lips, pronouncing a series of strange syllables one after another, and a huge and lifeless power surged out of his body.  He then took off the skull rosary hanging around his neck and threw it into the sky.  The beads suddenly scattered and turned into eighteen black skulls, flying up and down around Mahara.

    "Barking corpse slave!" Mahara finally yelled.  Deep blue light rushed out of his body, forming a huge shadow behind him.  It was a strange statue with three faces and eighteen arms. Each face looked like a human face or a jackal, and it was full of grotesqueness and evil.  Moreover, the expressions of the three faces are different, showing laughter, excitement, and sadness respectively, and they change in turns, never stopping for a moment.  It is naked, and the surface of its body is covered with weird and complex lines. The only cover is a variety of weird and twisted ornaments and pendants, making it full of exotic mystery and an evil meaning. At a glance,  It makes people feel chilly all over.

    The eighteen arms of the statue moved, and they stretched out in all directions. The eighteen skull beads seemed to be summoned by them, and flew into the palm of the statue one by one.  The arms were retracted and brought together in front of the body. The skull in each palm was biting a certain part of the human body, such as eyes, ears, tongue, nose, heart, hands and feet, etc., placed in one place, it happened to be a  The eighteen most important organs in the human body.

    "Is that the Noble Phantasm Release of the Spirit?" Xiao Qiang asked in a daze, staring at the eerie and eerie shadow of the huge statue.

    "Not bad." Gongsun Bian replied in a low voice. He couldn't take his eyes away from the statue. The evil charm seemed to have deeply attracted him.

    ※Its true form is actually a sh赤me demon, it＊s so terrifying and oppressive§ Dong Liang＊s face looked very ugly.

    ※It＊s not a demon soul in its true form.§ Tie Heng answered him in a heavy voice.  "It's called Vesinu, and he is the god in charge of death in the Dura Religion."

    "You mean sh赤me? It's a god!?" Not only Dong Liang, but also Xiao Qiang stared at Tie Heng in shock after hearing this.  (To be continued.)
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