Are the gods strong?

Not necessarily.

Japan is a country where everything can become a god, and the so-called gods are also strong and weak.

Ten years ago, the Eight Thunder Gods who tried in vain to descend in Tokyo are also real gods, but they were not injured by a sword of Hidekawa Kamiizumi, and they were dormant and did not dare to show their faces?

It was just a castle-level disaster.

In the heyday of Tosho Shinjun, he was definitely stronger than the Eight Thunder Gods, and although the Eight Thunder Gods were also gods with names and surnames in the ancient records, they were definitely slightly inferior to the Toshogunate who had protected the Tokugawa Shogunate for hundreds of years.

But it's strong, and it's not much stronger.

Moreover, Dong Wenyu only borrowed part of the power of Dong Zhao Shenjun.

If his hole card is really strong to a certain level, then why bother planning so many conspiracies and tricks, just run over it.

Uesugi Kiyoshi looked at Dong Wenyu who was blocking the way in front of him, and frowned, he already felt the mirage in his body boiling, as if he was about to break out.

This dream mirror world won't last long.

He turned his head and spoke a little respectfully at Ye San, who was silent.

"Third uncle, please, we're in a hurry."

Ye San's expression was not in a hurry, he was just holding his shoulders and watching the play, and at this time, seeing that Uesugi Qing said this, he raised his eyebrows and nodded.

He didn't say a word, he didn't use a long stick, he threw his weapon to the ground and stepped out in one step.

Uesugi Qing didn't see how far this step had crossed, only that the next moment, Ye San came to Dong Wenyu's side.

He didn't charge up either, just punched out lightly.

A light that was even more blazing than the sun suddenly burst out on his fist, and with an unbeatable edge, this punch smashed into Dong Wenyu's heart.

The green light collapsed at the touch of a button, and the glittering golden armor shattered at the slightest touch.

Dong Wenyu looked horrified and stretched out his hand to block it, but his only remaining arm, as soon as he touched the burning fist, the flesh and blood were blown apart and torn apart.

His flesh quickly melted and collapsed under the light of this light.

By the time Ye San retracted his fist, a shocking wound had already been pierced in his chest.

"Inch strength, collapse mountain." Li Fuyao's eyes were colored, and he muttered softly, which fell into Uesugi Qing's ears.

Uesugi Qing silently recited these two words, and his expression was also a little admiring, there is indeed an inch of strength in Wing Chun.

But this punch just now, it is obvious that it is blessed with extraordinary strength, but it is definitely not able to do it to this extent.

Dong Wenyu's body collapsed like a deflated ball, Ye San clapped his hands without shock, and looked back and smiled.

"Settled, let's go."

With that, he took the lead and walked into the spatial vortex.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was taken aback by the power of Ye San's punch, but he didn't say anything, and he also pulled forward, Uesugi Kiyoshi was not very surprised by Ye San's strength.

can be on the same level as his master, he is definitely not a weakling, although this Dong Wenyu looks bluffing, but if he is in his heyday, entering the state of integrating heart and skill, and using the heart sword to dance, he can easily cut him into several segments.

It's just a clown.

Iron striking still needs its own hardness, and the end of poor strength is that all the plans are empty and turn into white bones.

He helped Li Fuyao and didn't stop, and stepped into the exit of the dream mirror.

What he didn't see was that on the fallen Dong Wenyu, an ancient book was flickering brightly, as if he was about to come back to life.

Caught in the whirlpool, in an instant, the world swirled.

When Uesugi Kiyoshi opened his eyes, the rain from the sky beat on the umbrella surface of his head one after another, and the refreshing coolness spread throughout his body, making him refreshed.

Arbitrary, intense fatigue and muscle aches raged all over him.

The damage in the dream can also be mapped to the present world.

He frowned, endured the discomfort on his body, and looked back.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa moved his muscles, and Yuichi Kudo smiled at him with concern.

Maki Higashimo was holding an umbrella for him and was standing beside him.

Li Fuyao also returned to the present world, and her bright eyes and a smile handed over to Uesugi Kiyoshi, and she touched the score.

Ye San sighed slowly, looked up at the sky, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Everybody's fine.

Uesugi Kiyoshi fell to the ground in his heart.

At this time, Shencheng and Kagura arrived together, and the great rivers and mountains were gone, and those secret rituals possessed by the ghost clan naturally all fell, and the Yangming Ji of Tosho Palace was defeated by Kagura Shencheng teamed up, and it didn't last long before he died.

Looks like a big win.

Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled reluctantly, and was about to say something, when suddenly, a body collapsed in the corner of the wall moved imperceptibly.

He immediately spotted the clue and quickly cast his gaze.

Is that... Dong Wenyu's body.

"He's not dead?"

A hint of surprise flashed between Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyebrows - not to mention that Ye San's punch definitely killed Dong Wenyu on the spot in the dream mirror, even if he survived, he would die with the dream mirror world of Dajiangshan.

"Forget it, if you don't die, make up for it..."

Picking up a somewhat broken sword on the ground, Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled at Higashi Maki, pushed away the umbrella, and walked step by step in front of Towen Yu's body with his head down.

The knife fell in his hand, and there was a loud bang.

The knife slashed at Dong Wenyu's neck, making a dull sound, as if it had been slashed on a stone.

The somewhat bloated body with its head hanging down jerked its head up.

A strange smile erupted on the fat face.

From the wound on his severed arm, countless flesh buds crept out of each other, forming new arms.

His bones stiffly bounced up from the ground, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and casually pushed away Uesugi Kiyoshi's knife and stretched out to himself.

A turquoise magatama fell out of his arms and fell to the ground, turning to powder.

At the same time, there is also an ancient book.

"Dong Wenyu" exhaled heavily, stretched out his arms as if he had been reborn, feeling the feeling of the rain dripping on his body, and the smile on his face became more and more wanton.

"Ahh

"How many years."

"I stayed in the cage of the dream mirror for hundreds of years, and I was silent in the Dongzhao Magatama for hundreds of years..."

"Finally... It's time to see the light of day again! ”

"Hmm... Are the souls of so many mortals a dessert specially prepared for me? ”

"Then you're welcome!"

Muttering to himself, Dong Wenyu took a breath, his stomach swelling like a balloon about to burst.

As he moved, it was as if the miserable cries of countless unjust souls echoed in the courtyard, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling echoed in everyone's ears.

"Dong Wenyu" hiccuped and looked at everyone present.

"Tsk, the soul of the transcendent..."

"It's a rare delicacy..."

"I'm just, you're welcome!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi should have reacted to Dong Wenyu's strange appearance, but he had no time to care about anything else at this time.

He bent down in some pain, clutching his forehead, and the whispers of countless ghosts and gods buzzed in his head.

He...

Caught in the harbinger of destruction.

At the same time, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's complexion changed drastically.

"Damn! It's the breath of the gods! ”

"Tosho Divine Monarch has arrived? Why?! ”

"Kudo, call someone!"

"Contact the headquarters, the castle tower-level disaster warning is issued, and immediately mobilize all the forces of the Collectibles Association to come here!"

"Containment... God! ”