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Chapter 1250 surrender

Feng Yi spoke in Chinese dialect, so Yamata-no-Orochi naturally couldn't understand him.

Of course, even if you speak English, you can't expect an ancient mythical beast to understand it.

Being able to understand Japanese is pretty good.

However, Feng Yi was full of energy when he spoke, and his body seemed to be surrounded by a faint light, which made the eight heads of Yamata no Orochi look at each other in confusion.

"Roar!"

Feng Yi roared wildly and transformed into a zombie form. A pair of huge wings that covered the sky and sun grew faintly from his back. He floated in the air and looked at the Yamata-no-Orochi opposite.

After seeing Feng Yi's ultimate form, Yamata no Orochi's eight eyes showed a look of confusion, but the next second, the expressions of all eight heads changed color.

This, this is...

Ancestor?

At the beginning, he was still a little doubtful, until Feng Yi whizzed towards it, and the extremely terrifying aura quickly brought back the memories of ancient times. Without any hesitation, he quickly shrunk his figure and knelt down on the ground.

Go down.

This kneeling made everyone dumbfounded.

What's going on? Wasn't Yamata no Orochi very powerful just now? Why did it suddenly shrink in size and seem to be kneeling down... It was kneeling, it should be kneeling!

The one who was most shocked was undoubtedly the leader of the men in black. He watched helplessly as Feng Yi came before the God of Yamata, and the undefeated god in his heart shamelessly rubbed his head against Feng Yi's trousers.

, and looked like he was afraid that the other party would be angry.

At this moment, he heard the sound of something breaking in his heart.

"I didn't expect you could still remember me after so many years."

Feng Yi gently touched one of the heads of the Yamata no Orochi, and what he received in exchange was that the other person became more humble and respectful.

Now, no matter how stupid the onlookers are, they can see the problem. Their trump card, the ancient mythical beast Yamata no Orochi, has rebelled!

"Quickly, pass the information on, with the highest level of crisis!"

The elders of the Congress said in a panic.

"Brothers, I have a bad feeling in my heart."

Master Tianyi said with an ugly face after seeing this scene.

"This is not a premonition, this is the worst result. Although I don't know his origin, it is definitely not an ordinary person who can make Yamata no Orochi make such a gesture."

Master Zong Yisheng said in a serious tone: "Now the Soul Recruitment Legion's biggest reliance has failed. Not only did it fail, it even gained the approval of Yamata no Orochi.

If he orders the Yamata-no-Orochi to wreak havoc, do you think the Yamata-no-Orochi will betray us?"

"You can't say that."

Master Nichiwa Rei shook his head and said: "Yama-no-Orochi has never been an affiliate of the Soul Recruiting Legion. On the contrary, the Recruiting Legion relies on it to exist. It cannot be said to be a betrayal at all."

Master Zong Yisheng laughed sadly when he heard this: "This answer seems even more terrifying."

"No matter how terrible it is, we cannot stand idly by."

The presiding master stood up and said: "Now the Soul Recruiting Legion can be said to have been completely wiped out, and ordinary weapons can't cause any harm to this man. Now that he has the allegiance of Yamata no Orochi, he can be said to be even more powerful, plus that divine sword.

...Japan is about to face a huge crisis comparable to nuclear bombing.

We were powerless against those two nuclear weapons back then, but this time, no matter what, we have to stop them, even if it costs everything we have.

Go and inform all the disciples to assemble. In this battle, you can only die and cannot retreat!"

"yes!"

The three masters responded in unison.

Takano was solemn here, not to mention Kazuo Yamamoto's side, everyone was shocked and speechless.

Others don't know, but they can clearly feel that this is the unique and powerful deterrent of the zombie ancestor.

"Boss, who do you think is more terrifying, him or the general..."

It took a while before Bijia had the courage to ask in a low voice.

Yamamoto Kazuo managed to remain calm, but his palms were trembling slightly. After taking a few deep breaths, he slowly said: "It's not even close, even... the pressure he brings to me is even stronger than that of the general."

"This, this is impossible, right?"

Herman said in an unbelievable tone.

"I don't know, and I'm not sure, but this feeling makes me quite uncomfortable and a little breathless..."

Yamamoto Kazuo said solemnly, covering his chest.

"Boss, you have to say this..."

Domoto Zhenwu held up the mirror frame and said: "He is as powerful as the general. Doesn't it mean that he is also one of the ancestors of zombies? I seem to have never heard of it before."

"I don't know either. This matter is too complicated."

Yamamoto Kazuo was so confused that he shook his head and said: "No, my mind is very confused. I want to go in and take a rest. I need to be quiet. Don't bother me."

Facing the gaffeed Yamamoto Kazuo, the rest of the people were silent, and no one laughed at his panic, because they all knew what the word "general" meant in Yamamoto Kazuo's heart.

Now that the general is still there, there is another person who is comparable to the general. What makes people even more speechless is that this person is different from the general. There is no race or nationality in the eyes of the general. Everything he does is based on interest.

But this one's position is extremely firm. He comes from China and Maoshan, and he is here to take revenge.

To them, this is like the Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads. They must be careful, otherwise they may be annihilated.

I guess this is also what Kazuo Yamamoto is worried about.

Regardless of the psychological pressure that Yamata no Orochi's surrender brought to everyone, Feng Yi was in a good mood. Seeing Yamata no Orochi trying to please him by letting him stand on its body, he did not refuse.

When he just jumped on the opponent's back, Yamata no Orochi's figure grew larger, not because he wanted to be disadvantageous to Feng Yi, but because he was afraid that the opponent would be uncomfortable standing there.

There was no way, the memory of that year was too deep, and Feng Yi's intimidation was too strong, so Yamata no Orochi could not even think of resisting.

"Let's go."

Feng Yi didn't know Japanese, couldn't communicate with the other party, and didn't bother to get a translator, so he spoke casually.

Unexpectedly, the Yamata-no-Orochi was quite capable of understanding, and it flew directly towards the city with Feng Yi. Xiao Qi snorted softly upon seeing this, and actually took away his job. Complaints are complaints, but it still behaved well.

Followed leisurely.

Seeing the Yamata God carrying the enemy away gradually, the leader of the men in black had a look of despair in his eyes. He let out a shrill scream towards the sky and then slapped his head with his palm, accompanied by a sound like a watermelon falling to the ground.

, his mutilated body fell heavily.

As soon as the leader died, the other survivors did not hesitate and all chose to commit suicide and die as martyrdom, leaving corpses on the ground.

The biggest reliance of the Soul Recruiting Legion is Yamata-no-Orochi. With Yamata-no-Orochi gone, they have no meaning in existence.

At this point, the infamous Soul Recruiting Legion disappeared!


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