Under the destruction of the mountain forest, there were deafening loud noises, as if the gate of hell was opening.
Chen Tian held the large Zhu Chi sword in one hand and dragged it to the ground. As the tip of the knife roared, it created dazzling sparks. The war clouds over Wuwan were so thick that they could not be dispersed, and the rain became even more intense.
He slowly moved forward, closing in on Wong Tai Sin step by step. Every time he took three feet, soldiers' souls appeared in his tall and slender figure.
When he was less than ten feet taller than Huang Daxian, Chen Tian was only one person, and the fighting spirit exuded from his body was better than that of millions of soldiers, causing Zhou Tian to feel chilled.
This is the art of shadow separation.
The world only knows that the Cangxi Yin family is well versed in this, especially the Five Shadow Elders who are famous all over the world for this. Just by separating their three souls, they can change their bodies, and they can sneak into the secret realm at will, which can be said to be all-pervasive.
Li Chengfeng, the judge of Quantai in Yongtai City, and Diao Yuan, the deacon of Cangxi Yin Family Magistrate Hall, all also practiced the art of shadow separation.
In short, most of the people who lurk in the shadows and cannot see the light have practiced this skill deeply. Therefore, the shadow splitting technique has become the symbol of the killer and is notorious.
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What's more, even the little-known Zhou Youfu of Linjiang City, while studying military books with the intention of becoming a strategist, also went to the ancient battlefield of Yanshan Huiyuan to collect the heroes of the Panlong Sect, and finally transformed into a ghost hero to carry with him at all times. Use it as a life-saving trump card by your side
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And this is also an alternative use of the shadow splitting technique. Different paths lead to the same goal, but in the end, it still relies on the host to exert its combat power.
But what the world doesn't know is that the art of shadow separation originally originated from Taoism and military strategism, and actually has nothing to do with evil spirits at all.
The soldiers who came to fight were all marching forward in formation.
What this relies on is a fearless and lonely courage, which will not give in to anyone but me.
However, Chen Tian's experience of encountering an extraordinary and powerful man from the Ninth Level of the Five Shadows Elder Realm, who was blasted to death and survived by chance, made his Taoist heart clearer and gave him a new understanding of the art of splitting shadows.
What's more important is that he actually controls the most elite warriors in the Northern Territory of Cangxi, and can easily rewrite the history books.
With this confidence from the inside out, Chen Tian understood the art of shadow separation far better than the scumbags lurking in dark corners. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a matter of course.
Now he stands horizontally but stands like a god of war standing alone at the gate of heaven, majestic and heroic.
Wong Tai Sin was forced to lift his head by this heavy pressure. His legs were trembling, his knees were weak, and he almost fell to his knees.
The demons and monsters nearby could not withstand the heavy pressure. With every step Chen Tian took, they hunched over and crawled an inch, and finally clung to the ground and were squeezed into thick green juice.
The 1,200 private water demon soldiers failed to complete their mission, and it only happened in the blink of an eye. Instead, they became spectators, happily applauding Chen Tian.
However, Wong Tai Sin, who has become a loner, still refuses to give in.
He raised his neck and gritted his teeth until the veins on his temples almost broke through his face. He forcefully activated the long Zen staff and ordered the ghost infants to launch an offensive in an attempt to challenge Chen Tian head-on.
But as soon as the ghost babies emerged from the mist of evil spirits, they looked up and saw the forest of soldier souls towering behind Chen Tian. They were so frightened by the pressure of Haoran's righteousness that they all turned back to look at Wong Tai Sin, and then exposed their strong white teeth.
The next moment.
The ghost babies screamed and barked, grinned and opened their sharp needle fangs, and swarmed towards Wong Tai Sin, biting him until his flesh and blood were bloody.
Under the flickering blue ghost fire, Wong Tai Sin's shadow also became riddled with holes. Apparently, after the ghost baby regained its consciousness slightly, it recognized the instigator and finally devoured its master.
Looking down at Wong Tai Sin who looked like he was being eaten by maggots, Chen Tian didn't hear any heart-breaking screams, which was more or less surprising.
If you think about it carefully, Wong Tai Sin dared to betray the sect and set up a new branch, and took advantage of the situation to stir up troubles. After all, he was a ruthless person who was unwilling to settle for mediocrity.
It's just that he took the wrong approach, was too eager for quick success, and ultimately ended up ruined.
"God doesn't care about me!"
"God doesn't care about me!"
Wong Tai Sin gnashed his teeth and cursed loudly. He stretched out his bloody hands to grab the long Zen staff, and struck the ghost baby angrily.
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Previously, under the control of the main body, the ghost infant was able to do its job, but now that it knew that it was doomed and could not reincarnate for a long time, the ghost infant was not afraid of the long-spine Zen staff in Wong Tai Sin's hand, but instead bit more fiercely.
Wong Tai Sin was dying, but he kept saying: "You people were born in an unfaithful manner, and died in a lowly manner. How dare you turn around and bite your master!"
"If it weren't for me!"
"You have no chance to open your eyes and see the world!"
"If you don't feed the dogs, you mix the feces and urine and pour them into the manure pit!"
Hearing this, Chen Tian was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Huang Daxian was originally the assassin set up by Gu Zhi in Gusu City, who was dedicated to lurking in Fengyuequan Station and responsible for dealing with targets.
Then he must have seen too many dirty and dirty things that are unknown to the public, and after the numerous singers and dancers received the guests, they must...
No wonder Wong Tai Sin has a large number of dead babies.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, Chen Tiantan pressed down with both hands, controlled the millions of soldier souls to step forward together, and defeated the ghost infant with one strike.
He glanced at Wong Tai Sin who was out of breath, turned around and left. When passing by Xie Pengfan, he said calmly:
"Leave it to you."
"Let's see how it's dealt with."
Looking back at Chen Tian's back as he went to reorganize, Xie Pengfan had a complicated face, knowing that Chen Tian wanted to leave a chance for himself, an opportunity to make contributions.
But when he looked at Wong Tai Sin who was paralyzed on the ground and still convulsing and twitching, he felt somewhat unbearable.
Who would have thought that two months ago, brothers and sisters who were sitting on the rooftop drinking together would suddenly rebel and fight to the death?
But I want to think about it.
When Xie Pengfan picked up the hairpin and walked towards Wong Tai Sin, he had already put on a cold and heartless face and said calmly:
"You are wrong."
"I've never been indecisive."
As soon as he finished speaking, the steel hairpin that was tempered with barbs pierced Wong Tai Sin again, but this time it was no longer about his waist and abdomen, but about his heart and lungs.
Wong Tai Sin's pupils were dilated. After the ghost baby had counterattacked his soul, he had already lost all sense of perception. It was as if he had been imprisoned in a dark dungeon, and everything he could see was darkness.
But when he was dying, he clearly felt a glimmer of light and a clear voice: "You're safe, brother."
However, before he could think carefully about who was whispering, the boundless darkness representing death immediately completely overwhelmed his consciousness, causing his eyes to stare blankly at the sky on October 23, one hundred and nineteen thousand years of the Cangxi Era.
The rain stopped.
It slowly started to snow.
The wind also stopped, and the snowflakes as fine as salt grains fell quickly, and soon covered the corpses everywhere.
After all, the hot blood in his heart could not withstand the chill of late autumn, and slowly condensed into ice particles, which broke into pieces when stepped on, and the crackling sound was quite crisp. After walking half a circle around Wong Tai Sin, Xie Pengfan finally sat next to him, collecting the bones bit by bit,
