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Bang!
An invisible spell mental power was squeezed out by Jiang Tian, pushing him from all directions.
"How come his body is so powerful?"
"It seems like a little Qiang who can't be beaten?"
And Anpei Qingkong and many masters of magic took a step back together and looked at Jiang Tian in horror.
"I don't accept it - how could I die!"
At this moment, Ying Gou suddenly let out a roar with a stern roar, and finally his body stiffened and stopped struggling and remained motionless.
At this time, his body was shrunk to the size of a five or six-year-old child, with skin and bones, deep eye sockets and thin and bony.
The ground of the blue stone was covered with blood-stained scratches, which he actually grabbed with his hands, which showed how much pain he was suffering before he died.
The blood ball in Jiang Tian's hand had become the size of a fist, and he actually drained Ying Gou's blood and energy.
"this……"
"Mr. Ying Gou is really dead?"
"what to do……"
Everyone was frightened and their eyes were afraid.
Many powerful Easterners no longer dare to take action and retreat step by step.
Jiang Taichu is so scary that she can even kill Ying Gou, just like a demon king who suppresses hell.
"Master Jiang, spare me!"
Miyamoto Taketaku was defeated by despair and fear. He knelt on the ground and crawled all over his body, trembling constantly.
Master Ying Gou!
Although the new Shikigami feeds on flesh and blood and does not rely on mental power, he is strong and can suppress some old Shikigamis. His combat power is far beyond that of ordinary Kendo masters and god-level ninjas.
But Jiang Tian was sucked into a mummy.
"Master Jiang, let us die. We are willing to follow Master Jiang. We will fight wherever you point out!"
"Master Jiang, I'll accept it, so spare my life!"
Fear seemed to be contagious, and other powerful Eastern people were rushing to kneel on the ground, fearing that Jiang Tian would raise his hand to kill him.
No matter what kind of kendo master, first-class ninja, or ruthless person in the club...
At this moment, everyone knelt down and surrendered, worshiping Jiang Tian, just like a believer seeing a god.
Some even cried loudly and had their nose bubbles coming out, and the ugly appearance was simply indescribable.
In the end, even Ampe Qingkong knelt down.
His old face was full of humiliation, sadness and despair, and he remained silent, looking at the slaughter of others.
Onmyoji, his body is weak and he relies entirely on driving gods and demons to kill enemies. He is dead and uses magic.
He lost his support and was not enough for Jiang Tian to cut it with one knife.
"Didn't you Eastern people claim to be the Bushido spirit of reputation, loyalty, courage, righteousness, courtesy, sincerity, courage and charity, and would rather die than surrender?"
Jiang Tian asked with his hands on his back and interestingly.
"That's the past, we must keep pace with the times! We respect the strong, and we will be convinced by whoever is strong!"
When Miyamoto Take Tadaoru saw his master, he squeezed out a flattering smile, moved his knees quickly to Jiang Tian, and kept kowtowing:
"Master Jiang, we are willing to defect to you and be your lackey. I am a master of kendo, equivalent to the martial arts master of China! They are also very strong..."
At this moment, he was still a little confident.
After all, they are not bad at all. If Jiang Tian wants to control South Korea, he also needs their help.
"A mere oriental miscellaneous person is worthy of being a dog!"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Tian smiled coldly, swung his right hand, and the little black flying sword broke out of the air again.
Saw!
Blood shot out, and many powerful Easterners were even beheaded by a scream.
The little black flying sword also exceeded the limit of the speed of sound. These people died of life without reacting.
Even Taketaku Miyamoto could not escape, his head was thrust by the black sword.
"Master Jiang... If you kill me, you will regret it!"
Only Ampe Qingkong had time to let out a scream.
"Hmm? Why?"
Jiang Tian’s spiritual consciousness moved.
The little black flying sword instantly stopped steadily three inches away from Ampe Qingkong's chest.
"Please spare me..." An Pei Qingkong's face turned pale and his lips trembled.
"I thought you were a little bit handsome, but I didn't expect that you were the same guy and would beg for mercy!"
Jiang Tian stood with his hands behind his back and sneered, "Tell me, why do I want to forgive you? Why would I regret it if I don't forgive you!"
"Master Jiang, my Ampe family is one of the best Onmyoji family in the East, and dominates Kyushu Island!"
Ampe Qingkong said tremblingly: "Also, our Ampe family worships Nomiya Shrine, one of the four major shrines in the East. The real gods are sleeping inside, which are ten times stronger than Ying Gou..."
"So what? I said, I will destroy all of them, and no one will be left!" Jiang Tian said with a cold smile.
Anpei Qingkong originally wanted to scare Jiang Tian, but seeing this, he failed to make another plan and hurriedly said:
"If Master Jiang insists on destroying these shrines, I can act as your guide..."
"I'll go, lead the way..."
Jiang Tian said in surprise: "Your shamelessness has refreshed the lower limit of my cognition!"
"And, Master Jiang, I advise you not to attack these shrines..."
Anpei Qingkong persuaded with great thought: "Those shrines are symbols of the spirit and belief of the Eastern people. Many senior military and political officials will visit. If you destroy the shrine, you are an enemy of the entire East. At that time, the Self-Defense Force will take action. Even if you
He is a master of the Divine Realm, probably not..."
"Yeah, you dare to threaten me?"
Jiang Tian glared, looking like "Boy, I finally caught your handle."
"Sir, I must not dare! I am just a kind reminder—"
Ampe Qingkong was so scared that he didn't jump up and screamed.
He was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. Master Jiang was so moody that he wanted to add a crime.
"I'm going to kill you anyway!"
Jiang Tian’s spiritual consciousness moved.
Sneak——, the little black flying sword passed through his chest.
"Demon! You are a bloodthirsty demon! Shikigami will destroy you into the eighteen levels of hell!"
Ampe Qingkong fell to the ground on his back, and his chest kept bleeding blood. He screamed angry but also as if he was angrily.
"You Japanese devils are bloodthirsty beasts. They committed heinous crimes in China back then, and they are hard to write about. Since you like to kill people, you must have the awareness of being killed!"
Jiang Tian smiled coldly and walked over. He felt happy in his heart. Killing the Eastern people was so satisfying.
In fact, although you have personal grudges with Sin Chew Chinese, it is not so good. After all, many of them are descendants of China.
But that's different for the Eastern people. There is no psychological burden, only refreshing and refreshing.
Especially in Jiang Tian’s great-grandfather’s generation, countless people died in the Jinling Massacre.
"You will regret it if you kill me!"
Seeing Jiang Tian coming, Amber Qingkong smiled grimly and said with a resentful look on his face: "There are four top shrines in the East, which are in charge of different Shikigamis and are protected by a large formation. Each Shikigami has different magical powers, haha, even if
You are in the divine realm. Without me as a guide or the information I provide, you are also unable to guard against it. You will die without a burial place! Hehe, hehe..."
"Idiot, do you think you can hide it from me?"
Jiang Tian stretched out his big hand and grabbed his head. His five fingers pierced into the depths of his skull and brain like sharp steel hooks.
At the same time, Jiang Tian's spiritual consciousness penetrated into his mind like a drill bit and plundered it for a while.
The method of soul searching is a skill that can be practiced to the top level of spiritual consciousness. It goes against the heavens and goes against the heavens.
Even though Jiang Tian is now at the fifth level of Qi training and can easily erase his memories, he cannot use soul searching techniques at will, especially Onmyoji who is also a spiritual practitioner.
But Jiang Tian beat him half to death, and his consciousness was full of negative emotions such as torture, hatred and despair. If you search the soul again, you will be able to capture it.
Suddenly, the pictures of the Eastern cultivation world were vividly revealed in Jiang Tian's mind, and Jiang Tian instantly captured all his memories.
And Anpei Qingkong twitched violently and moved his whole body, and his seven orifices bleeded blood, his eyes turned violently, and finally his eyes turned completely dull and dull, and he passed away suddenly.
At this time, Li Jinzhu had already walked quickly behind Jiang Tian, standing respectfully, looking at Jiang Tian's back with admiration.
He actually killed many powerful men in Ying Gouhe and saved the Tanjun lineage with his own strength. If it spread to the East, it would definitely cause a huge wave.
When Lee Jinzhu and Li Jianxi and everyone rushed to the Tanjun Dao Palace in Houshan, they were all shocked.
Hundreds of good men from the Tanjun lineage fell to the ground, motionless, and each of them was as thin as a mummy.
Their robes and clothes were decayed and dirty. There was a large wound on their necks and spine, and pus and blood were constantly flowing out, and the smell was stinking.
"Grandpa! What's wrong with you?" Li Jinzhu hugged an old man and burst into tears.
This old man is the palace master of Tanjun Dao Palace, the heir of his lineage, and the person who adopted Li Jinzhu.
It turns out that he also has the strength to be comparable to the master of the Transformation Realm. He is strong in dragon spirits, but at this time, his hair is yellow and falls off, revealing a scalp with protruding blue veins, which is haggard and skinny, as if a gust of wind can blow away.
"Golden Pearl, we were used by others. I thought Ampe Qingkong would help us, but he never thought that he just treated us as blood slaves, as a resource to improve his cultivation..."
The old palace master Tanjun was so angry that he was so angry that he was deeply trapped in his eyes. Two crystal tears flowed out of his sobs, and he choked:
"That Ying Gou is a zombie that swallows flesh and blood, not a god. You and your uncle and brothers have been absorbed by him for half a year and have lost all their cultivation. I am afraid they will not be able to do it..."
Seeing this, Jiang Tian remained silent, but sighed in his heart.
He has seen too many such things in the world of cultivation.
Many cultivators or sects have been given many benefits by others to practice skills, cultivation resources, etc., and they even think they have made a big profit.
I don’t know that there is no money-free lunch in this world!
In the end, they were all used as cauldrons, and even a sect was absorbed.
It is indeed very important to practice one's way of being good at things.
But you must not rely on external people and external things to lose your independence, otherwise you will be doomed.
"Grandpa, you can definitely save it..."
Li Jinzhu's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she pointed at Jiang Tiandao:
"This is Master Jiang, the number one master in China. He has killed Ying Gou and the evil people in the East. He has the ability of unpredictable ghosts and gods, and he will definitely be able to save you!"