When Yang Fan saw the people on the mountain covered with light wings, roaring towards him, the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer, "Since you want to die, then I will help you!"
"A cold moon shines on the world!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and the moon marks suddenly lit up!
The moon comes out!
With a swish, he flew towards Hun Ye on the mountain. The speed was so fast that it exceeded the passage of time. Hun Ye on the mountain felt that his vision went dark, and his whole body fell apart in an instant!
boom!
His whole body exploded into a ball of flesh and blood!
However, the next second, his figure appeared hundreds of miles away, showing an extremely shocked expression, and then he realized what had just happened.
"I was actually killed by the opponent with one knife?"
He touched his forehead in disbelief. The sharp pain that had just been split in two using the center of his eyebrows as the boundary seemed to still stay on his body and in his consciousness!
If he hadn't been deeply trusted by the Great God and bestowed upon him the characteristic of immortality under the sun, he would have been completely destroyed with just one strike!
"It's just relying on more power of the moon! If my god can give me more power, I will definitely be able to defeat this thief!"
Shang Hun also gave Yang Fan a sinister look, and actually threw away the Japanese army under his command. Two huge wings of light appeared behind him, and he fled towards the direction of Incheon Port!
And at this time.
However, after Yang Fan defeated Hun Ye on the mountain with one blow, he slowly turned his gaze to Fa Ran and the others.
"Retreat to Seoul quickly!"
Faran, Ciyuan and others couldn't help but feel their hearts sinking, and quickly retreated to the head of Seoul City.
And Takeda, Tokugawa and other powerful men from the rich clans rushed into Seoul without hesitation!
As soon as we entered the city, the monks including Fa Ran, Ci Yuan and others on the city wall were covered with thick Buddha light, and the faintly huge Kalachakra mandala appeared again!
It is so huge that it covers the entire Seoul city.
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All covered.
At the same time, Li Hui also quickly wrote an edict, which was clearly in the name of King Nan, driving the order of heaven and earth in southern Korea, and identifying Yang Fan and others as enemies of heaven and earth!
For a moment, everyone, including Yang Fan, suddenly felt the vague hostility between heaven and earth!
South Korea originally did not have the power to suppress everyone, but after mixing the world will of the Japanese and many tyrannical beings, it became extremely powerful.
Yang Fan had experienced it once before.
Although he can break this turtle shell, the set goal this time has been achieved. The North and the South have actually split into two parts, the dragon's spine has been broken, and what needs to be done now is to officially lead Qinglong into the country!
What's more, he had already learned about the internal strife between Ise Shrine and the Tendai sects from Fujinami Miyachi.
If he breaks through Seoul forcefully now, it will be easy for the two parties to unite in the face of foreign enemies. On the contrary, if he retreats, the other party may continue to fight among themselves.
"However, these Japanese warriors..."
Yang Fan glanced at the battlefield. After Hunye, Faran and others retreated on the mountain, there were still a large number of Japanese warriors left on the battlefield, "...just stay here completely!"
As soon as I thought, the moonlight was like rain, and the rain curtain covering the sky instantly covered the battlefield!
Hundreds of thousands of Japanese warriors and ghosts and gods on the battlefield were directly killed by the moonlight without even making a sound. And under the catalysis of the Sky-Building Magical Power, they were directly transformed into the treasure of the galaxy!
When the moonlight dissipated, nothing was left on the battlefield, including corpses, blood, and broken weapons!
It's like there has never been any war here!
Such a terrifying scene unreasonably shocked the hearts of many strong men present.
The cold air is coming out. What kind of weird magical power is this? Is it space or cause and effect?
However, the terrifying power contained in it makes people throb from the bottom of their hearts!
"Let's go!"
Yang Fan waved his sleeves and left at the lead!
Huang Taiji and others looked at each other, their hearts trembled, and they did not say anything. Instead, they followed Yang Fan's footsteps and drove the army under his command to retreat directly towards Pyongyang.
Above the city walls of Seoul.
boom!
Frightened by Yang Fan's power, Faran could only watch Yang Fan and others and the Qing cavalry retreat toward Pyongyang. He couldn't help but slap his hand on the stone bricks at the top of the city.
"Damn bastard!"
However, Cihuang and others knew that the one whom Faran was scolding was Haruya Yamayama, the Grand Priest of Ise Shrine.
The other party's disruption not only ruined their plans, but also caused heavy casualties among their subordinates!
But the other side took the opportunity to kill 300,000 Pyongyang troops in one fell swoop. Even if they lost a large Japanese army, compared to them, their performance was still impressive.
"This guy must have done it on purpose!"
Ci Yuan said coldly, "The reason is to prevent us from succeeding!"
After all, this time there was a disagreement between the Buddha and Amaterasu, and the two families officially divided their forces. In a sense, the next battlefield evolved into an open and covert fight between the two families.
If anyone loses, they will undoubtedly be at a disadvantage in the subsequent struggle!
Fanan nodded, agreeing with Ciyuan's point of view: "Fortunately, Seoul is officially in the hands of our Tiantai sects, and King Nan is also a believer of our Tiantai sects. Our advantage is far greater than that of Ise Shrine!"
"Next, we will formally arrange for the southern king to establish a kingdom, worship heaven and earth, completely separate from the northern Li family, and become our Dongying vassal! At the same time, let the southern people change their writing, change their style, and completely identify with our Tiantai clan.
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Zong, and regard me, the Japanese, as my father, and be proud to be my Japanese!"
"Follow the order of the ancestor!"
All the monks in the rear responded in unison.
Pyongyang Royal Palace.
"The three hundred thousand troops are all dead..."
After listening to the latest military report, Li Huo laughed miserably and slumped down on the throne. The dragon energy in his body became a little darker, "I'm sorry for the ancestors of the Li family!"
"Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body!"
Li Jihao, Li Shuxian and others said quickly.
"go out!"
"Kings……"
"Everyone, get out of here! I want to be quiet for a while!"
Li Hao slapped the table. Li Jihao, Li Shuxian and others did not dare to say anything more and hurriedly left.
Looking at the empty hall, Li Huo's expression showed indescribable resentment and unwillingness: "At first I said you were the ones to fight, but then you were the first to escape. Pity my 300,000-strong army..."
"This king, I hate you!"
Outside the palace.
Li Jihao and Li Shuxian looked at each other: "The king is afraid that he will be resentful of my Confucianism!"
Li Shuxian said calmly: "So what? Apart from relying on my Confucianism, what else can he do now? Besides, the entire army of 300,000 people was wiped out. It was the deceitfulness of the Japanese and not the fault of our Confucianism."
"makes sense."
Li Jihao was very cautious, "However, we still have to give him a little hope, otherwise, there is no guarantee that he will not have other thoughts! After all, the Qing army is still here. If the other party makes a desperate move, everything is broken, and the enemy is defeated, it will be inevitable.
It ruined my teacher’s plan.”
“The fish is dead and the net is broken?”
There was a sneer on Li Shuxian's lips, "The fish will die, but the net will not be broken! At worst, he will support a new king, and he is not the only Confucian saint!"