In a tent in the camp, Jiang Ning was sitting at a round table, embroidering a handkerchief awkwardly.
To be honest, she was not good at embroidery, including cooking, which she had just learned in the past two days. At this moment, she looked very stupid for embroidering handkerchiefs for the first time, and her fingers were pricked, showing a little blood.
But it was still a sense of accomplishment to embroider something like this for the first time. Not long after, the girl looked at the two crooked and ugly figures on the handkerchief and smiled stupidly.
Just when she was about to embroider some flowers and plants between the two figures, there was sudden noise and noise outside the tent.
Jiang Ning frowned when she heard the noise. It was already dark at this point, and it was abnormal for the camp to be so noisy.
Acting resolutely, she immediately put down her little daughter attitude, picked up the red tassel gun and walked out of the tent. As soon as she opened the door curtain, she saw a horrifying scene.
I saw in the distant sky, the huge green light screen disappeared without knowing when!
Jiang Ning was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, General Di Yun, who had already put on his armor, quickly came to her to pay his respects:
"Your Majesty, the light screen disappeared for unknown reasons. Yamata no Orochi and many Japanese monks are making a surprise attack on the camp. Currently, Master Ye is fighting against the emperor and the sword master alone. It is estimated that he will not be able to hold on for long!"
Jiang Ning's expression tightened when he heard this, and he was about to speak. The next moment, a roaring sound came from a distance. Several tents were blown away by the strong wind, and the bonfires in the camp were blown over. soaring.
With just one sound, the entire coastal city turned into a sea of fire!
At the same time, on the coast of the East China Sea, Shuai Shuai Ya was standing on the cliff, looking coldly at Yamata no Orochi, who was besieged by thousands of monsters in the sea.
Various marine monsters gathered in groups and pounced on Yamata no Orochi in countless numbers, stopping it temporarily.
Among them was a whale monster in the Core Formation Realm, which caused a small-scale tsunami when it turned the river upside down, and used the tsunami to restrain the huge snake body of the Yamata no Orochi.
The handsome handsome duck looked at this scene with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
These little monsters can't stop Yamata no Orochi for long.
Yuanying and Danjie foundation building are completely different.
It turned to look at the camp behind it that had become a battlefield. Looking at Lin Xiaolu who was fighting bloody battles, despair surged in his heart.
This time it seems...it's over.
At this moment, the camp in the rear has completely turned into a battlefield. The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, led by the soldiers of the armored battalion, collided with the Japanese monks. The sound shook the sky, and all eyes looked at the battlefield.
Lin Xiaolu flew forward and cut a monk in half with his sword. Blood splashed all over his face. He didn't bother to wipe it off and ran to the next target again.
While running, he glanced at the silver-gray Canglong and Ye Qingluan flying above his head, and there was a strong worry in his eyes.
He didn't know why the light screen disappeared, because the moment the light screen disappeared, Ye Qingluan flew out and blocked Heiyunzhai's attack in the night sky, and no one had time to ask.
In the sky at this moment, the eight elders of Emei were flying all over the sky, using all their skills. The soaring spiritual light illuminated the dark night like day, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
After so many days of peace and tranquility, the long-suppressed war broke out completely. Although this war was full of weirdness, it came so fast that there was no time for people to think about it. There was only one way before everyone in China - -kill!
"kill!"
With a roar, the young man leaped high into the air, with long iron chains flying in the air. Then he came down with a whip, knocking down several foundation-building monks with a devastating blow!
In the sky, the blindfolded Ha Yi waved his sword, and the sword in the bamboo turned into a sword shadow all over the sky. Under the sword light, it caused several waves of blood in the sky!
Buddha's light emerges from the battlefield on the left side, and a large golden "Swastika" eye appears on Wugou's back.
The huge green python on the right circled and danced, roaring and swallowing a Japanese monk who screamed repeatedly.
"Roar!"
Dragon roars sounded from below, and a black dragon flew out from Tang Long's fist, directly penetrating a person's chest, and blood spattered five steps away!
For a time, everyone used all their methods, and the fight between China and Japan went to the extreme from the beginning. It was a fight to the death, with both sides fighting for their lives!
In the field, Lin Xiaolu, who had killed several people in a row, raised his Da Geng bronze weapon and rushed towards the other Japanese monks with great momentum.
"drink!"
With an explosive roar, Lin Xiaolu carried the huge Dageng bronze vessel and swept it across, sending out a heavy sound of wind. The power of his sword broke through the siege of several monks, and then he continued to rush forward with the blade waving, his posture The speed was astonishing, and under this attack of sweeping swords like a whirlwind, the hands and feet of anyone who came into contact with it were severed, and the scene was extremely bloody.
"puff!"
When the knife fell, the spiritual shield exploded, and the Japanese monk's plasma spurted out more than three meters high. Lin Xiaolu held the knife and swept his eyes around. Seeing that the surroundings were piled with corpses, he was ready to continue killing elsewhere, but he Just as he was about to take a step forward, a graceful figure descended from the sky and blocked his way.
"Kid, you seem to be different from other trash."
The Chinese language, which was numb to the bones but had a slight accent, sounded. A woman about thirty years old and wearing a black kimono looked at Lin Xiaolu jokingly and said with a smile:
"Kid, do you want to fight me?"
On the other side, Ha Yi quickly shuttled through the sky, killing another monk in the Core Formation Realm with a flash of sword energy.
He took a breath and was about to fly into the sky to help several elders, but a middle-aged man with a knife on his waist and an ugly scar on his face emerged from the clouds behind him.
"Nice sword." The middle-aged man commented to Hajime's back.
Hearing the sound, Hajime turned his head and faced the man with his blind eyes:
"Uncle, Master Wu Gu said that I am a disabled person and I have preferential treatment. Can you give me a move and a stab with a sword? Just one sword. I won't stab him more." Ah Yi said seriously.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man grinned, his facial muscles twitching with the smile, and the twisted scar became more obvious, looking extremely terrifying...
On the ground, Tang Long roared and kicked a Japanese monk away, then leaped forward, raising the nunchaku in his hand with a "Whoo!" sound, and directly split his head.
The fighting at this moment has reached the extreme level of chaos. There are screams, roars, and the sound of swords clashing everywhere. The whole camp is like a hell on earth under the firelight.
In the distance, at the edge of the battlefield, Wujiu looked at a Tang soldier who had his chest pierced and died with his eyes wide open. His heart was filled with pain and tears welled up in his eyes.
He knelt on the ground, closed the soldier's eyes, and silently recited the Ksitigarbha sutra to him. When he was halfway through the recitation, he suddenly felt something in his heart and turned his head to look.
Not far away, a Japanese monk was locking a soldier's neck and laughing ferociously at Wu Gu.
The soldier was seriously injured and was on his deathbed. The Japanese monk locked his neck and could not move at all. The Japanese monk was not in a hurry to kill him. As if he was playing, he tied his head under his arm and then used it on Wugu. Chinese laugh:
"Little monk, do you want to persuade me to put down the butcher knife? Hahahaha, I'm still crying. It's so funny. Are you scared? Go back to your temple. You can't control it here. I can't put down my butcher knife. ,Ha ha ha ha."
Listening to the soldier's broken Chinese language and looking at the struggling soldier, Wugou's sad expression suddenly calmed down, and a faint golden Buddha's light emerged from his body again.
But this monk was still not afraid. He saw that Wugou was only at the Foundation Establishment level, which was similar to him, so he ignored him at all and continued to look at him jokingly, as if you can take advantage of me. What kind of posture.
Until... Muzan's eyes turned blood red.
Seeing those blood-red eyes with no eyeballs, the Japanese monk was stunned for a moment. Then, he suddenly saw a very huge statue of Guanyin. The Guanyin's body was white, noble and holy, and its body was so big that it almost enveloped it. The whole world, and at this moment, this majestic Guanyin is looking down at me with blood-red eyes open, his eyes full of compassion!
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Wugou opened his blood-red eyes and looked quietly at the monk who was kneeling on the ground bleeding from his orifices.
For a long time, he clasped his hands together and smiled tenderly at the monk who had been dead for a long time:
"Donor, you can't put the butcher's knife in it... I'm here to help you put it in!"
