After Gouqu and the Huang family members parted ways for a long time, the alien troops under Yuta Harasaki pursued them all the way. After some hesitation, they split into two groups and continued the pursuit.
At this time, there are no ultra-high-definition camera satellites that can take pictures of human figures on the ground from the sky, and the divination star gazing in the hands of Onmyoji can only show vague information about people escaping.
When Gouqu divided the Huang family's juniors, who had numerous Ren skills, into pieces and sent them out in batches, there were actually only two targets that could be divined.
One is Gouqu and others who are trying to cross the defense line again, and the other is the Huang family's old Bei who chooses to stay within the blockade. As for those juniors, it is really difficult to track them down.
Tracking magic is not omnipotent. If you can successfully survive and develop in the blockade area, there are always some skills within those resistance organizations.
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"Boss, let's have a bowl of clear noodle soup!" Gou Chen put out a few coins, then picked up the tangy noodle soup and ate it in big gulps. He burped with satisfaction until the bowl was completely empty, and then asked the city's people.
Another line of defense goes.
Now that he has seen the remaining traces of his family's methods, the tension in Gouchen's heart suddenly dropped a lot. His original anxiety and eagerness calmed down. Even his own actions have made some changes. He changed his usual style and worked hard.
Finished a bowl of noodles.
In another restaurant on the street, Jiang Daoliu also calmly cleared the dishes on the table, then called the waiter in the restaurant, reached out and pressed a note on the table: "
Let me ask you, has anything happened in or outside the city recently?"
"Things? I haven't heard much about it." The waiter frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know what's going on. This place is obviously not far from the places occupied by the Japanese, but it seems to be extremely peaceful recently.
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"Those Japanese just looked there and didn't do anything. They didn't know what they were thinking. They might just charge over one day."
"Then why don't you run away."
"Run? Where to run!" The child smiled bitterly: "I have neither money nor wealth. After leaving this city, I will not be able to reach the next city even if my legs are broken. There is no way to run."
"And recently, people have been coming to the city. There are only a few large and small restaurants in the city, but the business now is so much better than before. It's really strange."
"Well..." Jiang Daoliu nodded, ignoring the kid who glanced at the paper money on the table from time to time like a thief, got up and left the restaurant. Seeing Jiang Daoliu leaving the restaurant, the waiter happily took the money into his arms, hum.
Zhuqu'er put away the dishes on the table.
That night, Jiang Daoliu left the city and walked in the opposite direction to Fengmen Village towards the Japanese-controlled Dongsan Province. Not long after, he 'coincidentally' met several Japanese strangers.
"Ninjas, samurai, and onmyojis who control shikigami. Japan's methods are really different from ours." Standing on a tree branch, looking down at the team of aliens he finally encountered below, Jiang Daoliu blinked.
: "Let's try your hand at it first."
As the words fell, the Qi Qi in his body began to work, and his body and clothes gradually faded away. In the end, his presence could only be detected by distinguishing the slight distortion of the air: "The Tang Sect Illusion Body Barrier is indeed a good thing."
In the distance, after a soft sound like autumn leaves drifting by, the steps of a ninja stopped for an instant. After a few breaths, he turned into a headless corpse and fell to the ground.
A few meters away, he stretched out his hand to retract the Qi thread, which was much thinner than a hair. Jiang Daoliu stepped on it, and the whole person mysteriously disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he had already reached the other side.
He reached out and swept away, and the extremely small Qi threads floated in the air like light feathers. After Jiang Daoliu exhaled casually, the air flow carried the Qi threads all the way to the distance. In just a few breaths, he wrapped around a Ninja again.
Everyone's neck, then.
hiss-
The owl's head!
"Damn rat!" Jiang Daoliu was beaten twice in front of his own ninja people. Although the Onmyoji and others didn't care about the life of this ninja, they still needed something like face.
Taking a deep breath, the three onmyojis accompanying the team stretched out their hands and threw them. Several paper figures flew out in an instant, and then the Qi breath expanded like mottled clouds. Several shikigami imps corresponding to the number of paper figures emerged from the clouds.
Zhong jumped out, roaring and glaring around.
"Three Onmyojis..." He silently wrote down the characteristics of those Onmyojis, his eyes were indifferent as he reasoned, and he casually broke a few pieces of grass from the ground and placed them in his palm.
He pinched it with two fingers and blew on the tip of the grass like a paper airplane. Jiang Daoliu threw it casually as if playing a game of 'pot throwing'.
Under the transformation of Yuan Qi, the surrounding air resistance and even friction seemed to have completely disappeared, unable to cause any obstruction to the blades of grass. They passed through the air without any sound, and the originally delicate blades of grass were like steel thorns that were engulfed by a ninja.
The fatal point in the neck, claiming another life.
After succeeding with one blow, he saw the shikigami kid roaring and chasing after him, but Jiang Daoliu smiled slightly, stepped on his feet, disappeared, appeared, and threw the pot.
Until all the blades of grass in their hands disappeared, all the ordinary ninjas in the field had lost their voices, and the only ones left were strangers who had practiced their true energy.
"Three Onmyoji, two samurai and four ninjas, a total of 9 aliens. This is quite a big deal. Following the reasoning, Japan should have sent out more than 90% of the aliens in the country."
The game of throwing pots with blades of grass is over. Facing these strangers who have true energy in their bodies, the specially refined blades of grass can no longer cause them any trouble. It is better to proceed to the next step.
"I remember, it's been a long time since I actually used any technique from the sect. I obviously learned it because I saw how cool it looked. It's a pity."
After murmuring in his mouth, Jiang Daoliu dragged his chin and pondered for a moment. He took a step forward and directly came to the middle of the crowd. Then he stretched out his hand and said, "Array up!"
The Yuan Qi flowed out, and in just an instant, a Qimen Bureau with a diameter of dozens of meters was created centered on Jiang Daoliu.
However, what is different from the Fenghou Qimen that Wang Ye used to move around in four circles is that the pattern displayed by Jiang Daoliu does not move quickly, but slowly rotates according to the change of time. Obviously, this pattern does not move quickly.
It's just an ordinary magic spell.
But what Jiang Daoliu has to deal with now is just a few insignificant Japanese strangers, and ordinary Qimen are enough to deal with them.
Chapter completed!