"Eighty-eight countries went to Beijing Road, and the Central Plains Demon King broke twenty-one countries in ten days, Dahao, Youmen, Puguo, Hexagon, Tianteng, and Lent ......"

In the darkness, every time he said the last word, the sound of heavy breathing sounded, which represented the heroes of a country, either breaking his hand or avoiding his edge.

What a shame it is to follow the example of Dharma and turn to the demon king to be an enemy of a country.

"Not only that, but the Central Plains Demon King also trampled on the corpse of the samurai. ”

The signs painted with blood are full of big characters in the Central Plains, such as 'A good sick man', 'No friend can be an enemy', 'There is no boy in Puguo', 'Hexagonal warriors are not as good as pigs and dogs'.

"Arrogance!"

"Bastard!"

"It's simply an insult to the god of martial arts!"

"Even if it was spotted in the sky back then, it was not rampant!"

One of the old men with dark spots on his face said grimly: "The Central Plains Demon King wants to stimulate the blood and qi of all the martial artists in my country, and then defeat them in one fell swoop. ”

"Then as he wishes, I will bother you to send these plaques to Master Asakusa, a hundred-year-old cultivator, the martial soul of all countries, the gods and demons of heaven and evil men, and the demon mirror in the temple of Kyushu Mountain, the three major demon slaying families, since he wants to be the enemy of the country, we will make him the enemy of the country, with the martial luck of the whole country, and the demon with the gods!"

"Hey!"

"Follow the laws of Shinto!"

"In the Warring States Period, there were many heroes and heroes, how could there be no demon destroyer. ”

The crowd is indignant, full of fighting spirit, and the hundred years of the Warring States period is the time when the martial arts are prosperous.

"Where is this demon king now?" someone asked.

"Near the Harima Country, it was encountered, and a national battle was being waged in Antao, and the lords of the powerful countries must not have the strength to stop the demon king, damn it!"

............

An peach, and the beauty of the peach mountain, falling peach flying flowers, falling on the water surface, withering and sprinkling, turned into the tomb of the peach beauty.

This place was originally the most famous scenic spot in Harima Province, and it was also an important place for the hegemony of the surrounding three kingdoms, and today, the peach blossoms are stained with blood and water, staining the tomb red.

A large number of Japanese slaves wearing bamboo armor and carrying red and white flags on their backs fought lightly, and the mountains and fields were full of sounds of begging for the enemy to kill.

Although the armor of these samurai, the 'carcass' and 'belly', may not be as pitiful as the standard equipment of the Shanghong army, and the heavy armor, horses, and iron cannons, but when it comes to the fierceness and ferocity of the fight, it is definitely surpassed.

Broken hands and feet are just common, and some of the intestines and stomachs have been cut out, and they are still fighting fiercely.

"Hojo River seeks to take the head of Wadaichi!"

"Xiyuan Martial Dragon Destroys the Enemy's Fifty Formations!"

"The general of the West Garden will immediately fight the enemy!"

The red-clothed and white-clothed people constantly loudly announced the situation of the battle, firstly to boost their own momentum, and secondly, to attack the enemy.

This kind of anomaly is also caused by the small scale of the battle between the two sides, after all, it is not like the Central Plains, where hundreds of thousands of large armies fight.

In general, the Red Army West Garden has the upper hand, the line of troops continues to crush forward, and even the general personally rushes to kill the front line, it is a big man with a serrated knife, and the six-sided red copper armor on his body is also the most conspicuous.

At this moment, the red-clothed people suddenly reported in a panic: "The reserve Dragon Pill General has been begged!"

"How is it possible! Could it be an ambush strategy, how many soldiers and horses has the other party sent?" General Xiyuan knew that the force of the dragon pill was enough to pillar a country, and he had learned from the past and the present, and the martial soul of his country's god of war and all nations had actually been forcibly attacked, unless the other party dispatched hundreds of iron artillery teams, or recruited the evil god of the sky.

"Enemy - one person!"

Kou Li is not familiar with the terrain of the Japanese slave country, and only the map of Shangjing of the Xinyin family in his mind is in his mind, so the route is a very simple line, stepping on the mountain, crossing the river when encountering the river, and meeting the battle - breaking into the battle!

The fierce battle of the eleven countries, as well as the momentum and fist accumulated by the crusade against one country, shattered the ambition of the national fortune, so that Kou Li's spirit rose again in an incredible way, and his eyes seemed to burst with a faint light.

Coupled with the success of bone refining, physical strength is rising all the time, and the spirit and spirit have completely sunk into some kind of deep realm.

The robe moved without wind, every step made a footprint, the roar of the dragon and the tiger on his body sounded all the time, and the black hair was curly, really like a demon king.

Or rather, a mortal who is about to become a demon king.

"The enemy will leave, and I, Xichuan Qingfang, will punish you!"

The owner of Qingfang is a famous ghost god in the country of Japanese slaves, a one-eyed monk with a blue body, a tall body, a pair of big feet, and the most powerful ghost god in the legend!

And this Xichuan Qingfang, according to legend, is born from the hybridization of humans and ghosts, with blue skin, fierce complexion, eight feet tall, three stops with a wide back, two arms can run a horse, and each makes a crescent shovel of at least 1,000 catties.

If it weren't for the stupidity of his brain and his inability to learn martial arts, his future would be limitless, but no matter what else, the power of this first move was not inferior to that of the ghosts and gods.

The two crescent shovels were raised high and smashed, with a strange roar, like ghosts and gods in the world, and the vicious sound rushed straight in.

In the face of the ferocious slash, Kou Li's eyes were full of indifference, like looking at an ant.

A sweep of the arm, a split.

Bang, bang.

The crescent shovel cast of stainless steel was directly interrupted, and then the door of the brain sank at the same time, and Xichuan Qingfang's eyes were squeezed out of the skin like blood grapes, and he fell straight to the ground, his fierce face full of shock.

I don't even know how I died!

It seems to be just an ordinary blow, but if you really want to count it, it contains the throughput of the Qi Penetration Method, the bear-shaped bear swallowing cannon, the leopard-shaped probe claw, the snake-shaped monster python haunting, and the axe strength of the splitting fist, all mixed together.

The demon king is not like an evil god or a ghost, and the place where he passes is not a bloody storm, nor a summoning soul, but death, a complete death.

No matter how thick the iron armor is, it is like tissue paper, which is torn apart.

In the stunned and frightened eyes of the general of the West Garden, the figure like a demon king came to him.

With a sweep of his claws, the luxurious and delicate armor did not play any role, and the upper body and lower body were directly separated.

Together, over.

............

The sun was setting, and the dusk was setting, shining on the mutilated battlefield, with broken arms, corpses, and burning flags emitting billowing smoke in the blood and water.

"Hell clarification, uprooting the soul, early transcendence of the bright realm, nine dark lights, Amitou Buddha, good, good, bitter. ”

Accompanied by the sound of excess, the old monk of the Central Plains carried an oil lamp, step by step, and walked in this hellish scene of Yama.

Suddenly, the old monk stopped, and around him, lay three circles of the corpses of the Japanese slaves, these troops were different from the most inferior 'light feet', and also different from the warriors who were as powerful and tall as the samurai, wearing evil black hats, with thick linen tied hands and feet, and different degrees of burns on their five fingers.

According to the old monk's understanding, this should be the most elite iron gunner in Harima Country, and as for the iron cannon (similar to the fire gun in the Central Plains), it should have been recovered when the battlefield was cleaned.

And the way they died was peculiar, like a bullet that turned around and hit their own faces.

And according to the mercy of the corpses, the corpses of these three circles should have prepared the iron artillery to surround and kill the same person.

In the center of the corpse, there were three half-inch-thick footprints.

The old monk of the Central Plains closed his eyes, and in his mind, he began to deduce the original scene, on the battlefield where the sound of killing was loud, dozens of hundreds of iron cannons were aimed at the same person at the same time.

Then, iron and lead burst out from all directions, and the god-like figure in the middle violently turned into a tornado-like hurricane eye, and endless whirlwinds roared out.

All ballistic directions have varying degrees of distortion and even snap back when caught.

The muscles and bones, the pores, the flesh, the dantian, the blood, the earth, the body, and even some of the means of strength that he didn't see.

"Sure enough, you can see kung fu everywhere, you can see fire everywhere, and there is another figure in the Central Plains who stirs the world. ”

The old monk sighed, his steps seemed to be slow and fast, and he saw the lotus step by step, faster and faster, and even crossed the distance of three to five zhang in one step, and the soil under his feet was lifted, and the shape of a lotus flower actually appeared.

"This kind of demon king, it's better to turn into a demon king as soon as possible. ”8)