Although the armored samurai was not so miserable, under the power of the fist swinging at high speed in the "world", the long knife was broken, and the armor of the whole body was covered with fist marks the size of a casserole.

The whole majestic body was flattened, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Blood flowed through the cracks in the armor, and he couldn't die anymore!

The situation that could have been stalemate changed in an instant, and now the only one who can confront Dior head-on is Daimyo Takekawa.

"Is there a surprise for me? Wuchuan City Lord, if it's just like this, I'm going to do it. ”

The "world" hovered behind the Daimyo of Takekawa, eyeing it fiercely.

In the face of the front and back attacks of the two fierce men, the Daimyo of Wuchuan, who was wrapped in the phantom of the purple dog god, did not have the slightest sense of security in his heart, as if he was standing naked in the center of a snowstorm, the chill was cold and biting, and he felt that even the birds were about to be frozen together when he peed.

"The more desperate a person is, the more he must be calm and never give up."

By this time, the Daimyo of Takekawa had calmed down, and Dio's strong sense of oppression forced him to make a choice.

"Dior. Brando, even if you take my territory by force for a while, it won't last long.

If you break the rules, the shogunate will not let you go, and those big people in Kyoto, after receiving the news, they will naturally react.

Your end, I already expected. ”

"Haha!"

Dior smiled and shook his head:

"That's not something you should worry about, City Lord Wuchuan, do you think I won't take these factors into account before I act?"

"But to be honest, it's a shame for a talent like you to die like this."

As soon as the topic changed, the smile on Dior's face disappeared, serious and serious, and issued a sincere invitation:

"Think about it?

Surrender to me Dior and I will vouch you eternal peace of mind.

Even if it's your Wuchuan City, I can continue to hand it over to you to manage as it is. ”

The eyes are the windows to the soul, especially in this kind of world of supernatural powers, where the transcendent class can often confirm the state of others with a single look.

There is a type of communication called eye contact.

This is not empty talk!

This is the case with Dior's eyes, which not only express emotions, but also speak.

In every sense of the word!

In those extremely aggressive eyes, there was a faint appreciation at this time, as well as sincerity and murderous intent that revealed his heart.

Combined with Dio's unrivaled strength, as well as a face and majestic body that is perfect like a god, the whole person exudes a wonderful charm and majesty, which makes people can't help but want to prostrate on the ground and kiss the instep of his feet.

It seems that as long as you do this, you can let go of all your anxiety and be sheltered by it.

On the contrary, there is no doubt that as long as it refuses, the killing intent will drown it out.

"Robber logic, Wuchuan City is mine!"

Takekawa Daimyo was a little disdainful in his heart, but the reality was so, the choice between life and death was in front of him, and he undoubtedly wanted to continue to live!

Ruling Wuchuan City for so long, glory and wealth, advocating status, and transcendent enjoyment, how can these be easily abandoned!

"Yes, I want to live."

He didn't even make any struggle in his heart, he had just released some cruel words, and he immediately made a choice.

Influenced by Dior's charm and eyes, he had no doubts about Dior's invitation.

But he didn't put down the long knife in his hand, but pointed directly at Dior, and said after a long breath of stuffiness in his chest:

"I see, come on, let me do one last struggle."

"Chen Degong!"

The Onmyoji called out, stopped talking, and then sighed:

"I'll do my best."

"Hmm."

Facing this long-time friend, Wu Chuan Daimyo glanced sideways slightly and smiled:

"Don't worry, come on!"

The vicissitudes of life on the face are full of mature masculine charm.

Obviously, as long as the appearance is excellent, no matter what hairstyle, even if it is a bird's nest and a bald head, it can be pleasing to the eye.

The city lord of Wuchuan has undergone many generations of genetic improvement, although the bacon is old and the hairstyle is peculiar, it also belongs to the level of an old handsome guy.

"Ho, in that case, I'll let you see what absolute power is!"

Dior spread his hands, a little helpless.

He naturally understood what the city lord of Wuchuan meant, this was to give an explanation to his subordinates.

If as a daimyo doesn't even do his best, he throws himself under the command of Dior, I'm afraid there will be hidden dangers.

Whether it's for Daimyo Takekawa or for Dior, it's true.

Without him, the position is not right!

So, what does it mean to be right?

Quite simply, strength!

It's not empty talk, but it's upright and unrivaled strength!

If you want to be recognized, you must show your strength.

If you don't even show your strength, how can you convince others just by talking?

If someone is fooled, it can only mean that their experience is too shallow.

But if you can deceive for a while, you can't deceive for a lifetime.

If virtue is not matched, there will be trouble.

The Phantom of the Inu God dives and is fully integrated into its body, helping it to stimulate its vitality.

When the latent vitality was put into the spiritual power, it added fuel to the fire, and a huge amount of spiritual power gushed out, causing the sleeves of the Wuchuan Daimyo to fly upward.

The spiritual power was surging and burning, squeezing every bit of strength in his body, and the face of the Daimyo of Wuchuan turned red, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and the mustaches on both sides were upturned.

The qi value far exceeded the limit that the essence value and the god value could carry, and he was a little uncontrollable.

"Slash!"

With a slash without any fancy, the purple-red blade lit up with a dazzling red light, and there was a purple spiritual power correction track from the dog god on the edge, maintaining the form.

However, under the red spiritual power catalyzed by the vitality of the Daimyo of Wuchuan, it seems a little weak, not to mention the blessing from the home advantage of the castle tower, which makes his spiritual power even more sufficient.

Inugami gave it all out, but could only barely control it.

"Unravel the barrier!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Onmyoji immediately gave an order.

The six ninjas cooperated to disperse the magic seal, stopped the output of spiritual power, and hurriedly retreated.

Wuchuan City has not encountered danger, and they have maintained safety with the cooperation of the two.

But now in this situation, the Daimyo of Wuchuan burned a lot of vitality and went all out, and it was the first time that the Onmyoji had seen it.

He never imagined that this scene would be so terrifying.

If he didn't disperse the enchantment, I was afraid that if this blow continued, he and the six ninjas who acted as the pillars of spiritual power would be shocked to death on the spot by the majestic power.

Enchantments are versatile, and the temporary enchantments they create are protective and can withstand attacks from existentials far superior to their own.

But because it's temporary, it's naturally not as good as the barrier that was properly arranged early, and the protection is only one level lower, but in terms of sustained performance and defusing attacks, it's extremely low.

Especially when using a person as a spiritual power pillar, when the attack is too strong, it is very likely to be shocked to death.

Moreover, this barrier is used by trapping people, and the degree of unloading is not enough, which adds to the risk.

If it's external and not internal, it's a lot easier to talk about, after all, it can bounce off the force and unload part of the attack.