"No matter what, let's drink these monsters away first."
Fang Xiaoyu took his thoughts back and shouted loudly: "What a monster! This is the general's holy land. Any trespassers will be killed. Please retreat quickly."
Hearing the sound, all the Yin soldiers stopped and looked at Fang Xiaoyu.
"kill!"
Suddenly I saw a Japanese officer walking at the front, waving the spur in his hand and making a gesture.
All the Yin soldiers advanced directly towards Fang Xiaoyu.
“Work, work, work!… Work, work, work!…”
The Japanese undercover soldiers raised their bayonets forward and were approaching Fang Xiaoyu step by step with neat and very rhythmic steps.
"Haw!"
When they stepped through a patch of grass, they startled the birds and a nest of rabbits around them. The birds flew around and the rabbits fled in panic.
One of the rabbits ran in the wrong direction, rolled on the ground, and was trampled to death by a Japanese soldier. The rabbit let out a scream and fell to the ground motionless.
Hundreds of Japanese soldiers raised their bayonets and guns and walked straight towards Fang Xiaoyu like robots.
Everything was so real that everyone's foreheads were sweating when they looked at it.
"Ah... these... these sinister soldiers are so murderous that they won't even spare small animals." Duan Tianen turned pale with fright and shouted in a trembling voice.
"Doctor Fang, do you want me to take action..." Mr. Leng looked at Fang Xiaoyu with a solemn expression and said.
"They are Yin bodies. Even masters at the Nascent Soul stage can't do anything to them." Fang Xiaoyu shook his head and said calmly to Mr. Leng and Duan Tianen and his son: "You move aside first. I will deal with them."
"Let's go!" Mr. Leng hesitated for a few seconds, and finally walked towards Axiang and the others with Duan Tianen and his son.
Fang Xiaoyu secretly pinched his fingers and looked solemnly at the Japanese soldiers who were approaching step by step.
"Work, work, work! Work, work, work!..."
The steps became louder and louder, and a cold murderous aura rushed towards his face.
Fang Xiaoyu looked forward with cold eyebrows and shouted loudly: "The Witch King of Wanshan is here, who dares to move forward."
Following a burst of orders, the Yin soldiers stopped and were stunned for a while.
But soon, he saw the Japanese officer holding a military thorn again and shouted loudly: "Come on!"
Upon hearing the order, the Yin soldiers advanced forward again.
Fang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, feeling surprised and suspicious at the same time. He didn't understand why his title of Witch King could not suppress these evil soldiers in front of him.
Just when he was a little suspicious, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.
I saw an old man sitting in a dark wooden house. A coldness flashed across the corner of the old man's mouth, and he was smiling sinisterly at him.
"Young man surnamed Fang, we met again. It's true, it turns out it's really you who is behind the scenes. Anyway, don't leave today. Just die in this thought! Haha!"
As a burst of wild laughter broke out, Fang Xiaoyu could see clearly that the face of the old man in front of him was none other than Bei Po Hai, his old enemy in Japanese metaphysics.
"So it's you!" Fang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and shouted with a sneer: "Old immortal, if I can't kill you today, I will kill you even if I go to Japan."
"Hahaha! Just you?" Bei Pohai laughed wildly, suddenly raised a Yin block, and sneered at Fang Xiaoyu: "Do you know why you can't fight off those Yin soldiers? Because the Yin world also has borders.
That is a Japanese death squad. Even if they die, their will is towards the emperor. How can you, a little wizard king, summon them? Fang Xiaoyu, you are too naive."
"Okay! Since they are a group of disobedient wild ghosts, I can only send them to the West. Kill them all." Fang Xiaoyu drank coldly.
"Boy, it's useless. You will definitely die this time. I used the human sacrifices of two late-stage masters to sacrifice the dragon. If you break into the dragon's mouth, you will definitely attract the dragon's resentment. And the position you are in now,
It must be at the dragon's mouth! Anyone who violates the dragon's mouth will surely provoke the dragon's resentment..."
Bei Pohai spoke slowly to Fang Xiaoyu, but there was a trace of pride hidden on his face.
He knew that according to his estimation, Fang Xiaoyu should have committed the dragon's wrath and triggered the Yin soldiers' formation. Next, the Yin soldiers would be chased and killed. And now he has successfully established a connection with Fang Xiaoyu's spiritual consciousness.
Communication is an excellent opportunity for trapping.
Bei Pohai thought to himself that as long as Fang Xiaoyu is held in his spiritual thoughts, Fang Xiaoyu's spiritual power in reality will be greatly reduced, and he will definitely die if he encounters a Yin soldier.
Seeing that Fang Xiaoyu still didn't have any fear at this moment, Beipohai felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart. He knew that his plan would succeed soon.
From time to time, he lowered his head and looked at the Yin tablet in his hand. He felt even more proud when he saw that there were faint blood stains on it.
He knew that as long as the blood flowed to his middle finger, it meant that the underworld soldiers had completed their mission.
At the moment, the blood seeping out of the Yin card is only half a knuckle away from Bei Pohai's thumb.
It means that the Yin soldiers are about to trample through Fang Xiaoyu's body. As long as this step is achieved, the gods will not be able to save him.
Seeing it, the drop of bright red blood seeping out from the Yin card was about to touch Bei Po Hai's thumb.
At this moment of lightning, Fang Xiaoyu suddenly had an idea and shouted to Bei Pohai with a sneer: "Let's go!"
After saying that, the Beipo Sea in his mind suddenly burst like a bubble.
"Hey! Boy, don't leave..." Bei Pohai shouted, trying to retain Fang Xiaoyu, but Fang Xiaoyu's spirit had already escaped.
Bei Pohai felt very depressed.
Returning to reality, he lowered his head and sighed involuntarily.
"Mr. Bei Pohai, what's wrong with you?" Shan Zuo Xiangbei asked curiously.
"Alas! I, Dou Nian, lost again." Beipo Hai lowered his head in shame.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "boom".
The largest Yin card in the middle of the shrine spontaneously split into two halves and rolled down from the table.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Beipohai and Mr. Shanzuo Xiangbei were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
"Ah... is this possible?"
Just as Bei Pohai finished speaking, he heard the sound of ping-pong-pong-pong-pong.
Turning his head and looking to both sides, he saw that the tablets of gods on both sides of the shrine had fallen down row after row and fell to the ground.
Looking at this strange scene in front of him, Bei Pohai turned pale and was so anxious that he vomited out a mouthful of blood and screamed with a trembling voice.
"Impossible, this is impossible...my shrine was destroyed like this. Fang Xiaoyu can't be so powerful! I'm going to kill you!"
Shanzuo Xiangbei on the side was also frightened. Although he couldn't understand what was going on, he also knew that the Yin card in the shrine falling down was an ominous sign.
However, what he didn't understand was how that guy named Fang Xiaoyu managed to destroy the shrine with just one thought. (To be continued)