"New Yin Flow: Water Moon!" Yanagi swung his blade aggressively, as if a full moon was reflected on the surface of the water, and under the moon, the sword struck and took Yiji's neck.

"Ding!"

"Nani!"

As a great swordsman, he even lost his temper to such an extent, and his slash was directly blocked by Yi Ji with a slender little thumb nail, and he couldn't make an inch of progress.

He retreated sharply, breathing fiercely, sweat dripping continuously, and the imperial robe seemed to be soaked.

"Ever since the serpent was sealed, everyone thinks they can seal the serpent as well. It's like after the death of the Shangquan Sword Saint, everyone dares to claim that they have the 'posture of the Sword Saint'. ”

Yi Ji said, blowing the nail of her little thumb, and there was not even the slightest trace on it,

"It's like after the god generation has passed, everyone thinks that they can become a great god when they return to the god generation, but they don't take care of themselves, what are you?"

At this time, even though the Iki in front of him was much shorter than him, Yanagi only felt that a condescending coercion made him breathless, and he felt that he was not facing a demon, but a god.

That descendant of Yin Ye Naqi and Yin Ye Namei, Wu Weng Lei, built the god of thunder!

"Drink!" The violent tide on Yanagi's sword flowed, and at this moment, in the face of such pressure, he even felt that he had broken through his own bottleneck, and was once again one step closer to surpassing the position of the Great Sword Lord.

He rushed over, even in the face of the real Jianyu Thunder God, he would not take even a step back, even if he faced the majesty of the gods!

"New Yin Flow, One Heart Pure Land, Zen!"

The spiritual power turned into an entity-like high-speed water blade condensed on the sword, and this blow was a fatal blow for him!

"Dang!"

The blow still hit her pinky fingernails, only this time, after a brief pause, Iki's nails finally began to crack.

A knife sliced through the nails, and the blade whistled and slashed at the neck.

The blade stopped again, and Iki grabbed his knife directly, the swirling stream of water that cut and swirled without even harming her in any way.

"This blow is pretty good, but it's ......"

"Kacha!" Yanagi's knife was directly crushed by her.

The shattered blade slashed out, and the great swordsman only felt that he had been tricked into an illusion, and why everything in front of him was so absurd.

But in an instant, the Budu Imperial Spirit pierced his heart and lifted his entire body into the air, then threw it to the ground like garbage.

"However, that's it, in the god generation, this kind of strength is at most only to the extent of helping to sweep the formation when crusading against the big snake." The purple lightning of the Budu Imperial Soul in Yi Ji's hand flashed, and the blood disappeared directly.

"It's just that, even An Pei Qingming, how amazing and gorgeous the man is, he can only use the desperate technique to temporarily spell out the body of the big snake."

"Even the Shangquan Sword Saint, in the case of sacrificing his own life and using the Ten Fists Sword Tiantian to defeat the Great Snake, can only seal the Great Snake. And you, who have just touched that threshold, really don't know anything about power......"

After Iki finished speaking, the withered vines pierced through Yanagi's body in an instant, wrapping and absorbing him.

After that, more than 15,000 people of the entire shogunate coalition army were left alive and turned into sustenance for the ice coffin in the center of the wooden attic.

Yi Ji sealed, and he was completely caught up in the technique of manipulating the resurrection of the dead, that is, these dead trees seemed to be weird.

But now, the deadwood, which seemed to have strange characteristics, didn't attack indiscriminately, as if it was completely under her control.

She could also feel that the endless life force began to converge into the ice coffin.

But...... Inadequate...... Not enough......

The constant hunger from the dead wood also synchronized with Yiji's mind, and she even felt that she was about to be controlled by this hunger, and she couldn't wait to find the blood food......

"No, the most important thing now is to maintain the technique of 'resurrecting the dead', which requires more life force from the sacrifices...... It must be like this......" She gritted her teeth and walked up to the attic and came to the ice coffin.

Budu Royal Soul slammed into the ground of the attic, and the entire attic began to tremble, and she also felt all the concentrated vitality through Budu Royal Soul.

"The First Evolution"

"Then, attack Kyoto, there are still hundreds of thousands of living beings in Kyoto."

At this time, the shogunate samurai and ashigaru, who had been pierced and wrapped in dead wood, walked out of the wooden chrysalis, but all of them burst out of thorny wood thorns from the inside out, like a walking sea urchin.

It's hard to define them by "people" anymore.

This is the dead wood directly parasitic in their body, and then suck up all the life force and spiritual power, and the remaining dead wood will control the last body and turn into such a thorn monster.

The first batch, a total of more than 5,000 such thorny monsters, began to attack Kyoto.

Iki saw one of the thorn monsters, holding a broken sword with a swirling stream of water, made from the corpse of the great swordsman who had given her a manicure.

Even after death, the thorn monster made from such a corpse can still exert its strength close to that of the great demon.

More than 5,000 thorny monsters began to attack Kyoto with a twisted and inhuman-like pace.

……

"Winter Winter Winter ......"

The heavy drumming of drums on the northwestern walls of Kyoto was deafening, waking up all the samurai monks who were resting from the shifts.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack on Mt. Atago! A samurai's voice shouted.

All the combatants took up their muskets and detonated the fire and began to walk up the city walls.

From afar, rows of dense figures are walking towards Kyoto with twisted steps, as if they were a thick layer of black clouds.

However, they don't look like people, they look like monsters under the influence of weirdness.

"Everyone, transport the other Shenwei cannons to the city wall as quickly as possible, and leave some people to start loading the three Shenwei cannons and adjusting the elevation angle!" Levi came to the city wall and gave the order directly.

"Hayin!"

The Fujiwara samurai ashigaru began to move, and the remaining cannons began to be carried to the castle walls, and a large number of cannonballs began to be delivered to each cannon box by box.

Originally, this kind of cannon was supposed to fire solid cannonballs, but Levi thought of wrapping the napalm he made with iron sheets, so that the cannon would not shoot solid shells, but his napalm, and the lethality would skyrocket.

At this time, the sky was just dawning, and the sun was just rising.

It was only when the enemy approached that the warriors on the city wall finally saw the appearance of the enemy, as if a piece of wood had pierced into the human body and then grown in the human body, which made those who saw it even shudder.

Some of those monsters were still wearing the armor of the shogunate army, which made many people feel as if their brains were trembling and their minds were collapsing.

At this moment, Levi spoke again, his voice as if full of magic that brought everyone back to their senses and freed them from the fear of disorder.

"Everyone stick to the walls, and the gunners prepare! Shoot me! ”