No one refuted what the khaki villain said.
Because after the river water hit the mountain, it became more turbid, carrying more debris, its speed became faster, and its destructive power was obviously far greater than before.
And they are still coming from all directions.
Onishimazu slashed continuously, creating a series of terrifying sword lights, protecting his samurai.
Although those warriors were not as powerful as him in combat, they were superior in numbers. They all acted together and did temporarily curb the momentum of the flood.
But what happens as time goes by?
This plan is done!
The Tiger King looked overjoyed.
However, Lu Li knew in his heart that this method could cause a certain degree of trouble to the Satsuma Legion, but it would not destroy it.
Just as he expected.
After a while, Onishimazu saw that the situation was not right, and there was a steady flow of water in the surrounding rivers, and he immediately roared angrily.
The already breathtaking shadow of the demon god once again grew taller, and the area where he stood also began to swell.
Seeing this, the Japanese warlocks stopped doing those thankless tasks and began to manipulate the earth's veins and raise the terrain, hoping to escape from the river flooded area.
The mountain god has the power to control the earth's veins, so he should be the one to fight with him. However, changing the general trend of the entire Xiuxing Ridge and maintaining the status quo would take too much effort and magic, so he could only sit back and watch.
And Lu Li is not a wooden pile.
Qingji used his magic skills, and waves like heavenly punishment rolled up, hitting the area where the Satsuma warriors were.
At the critical moment, the demon's shadow came into play again, using his body as a shield to block it.
Before Shimazu Yoshihiro could relax, the next moment another huge wave was set off.
At every critical moment, the legion commander would step in to protect them, but the warriors were often shrouded in shadows, and fear inevitably arose in their hearts.
"It's hard to imagine what it would be like to be involved in this."
"Death, no accidents."
Listening to the whispers that reached his ears, Shimazu Toyohisa bent his bow and arrow, and aimed the arrow cluster at the little yellow man with mysterious origins.
"Xinei."
The sound was muffled in his throat.
Almost at the same time, a stream of light flew straight towards Lu Li and locked the air machine, making it impossible to dodge.
In fact, as the one being attacked, Lu Li didn't even try to hide. He gently waved the war spear in his hand, which was only the size of an embroidery needle.
A flash of blood appeared.
Easily break Shimazu Toyohisa's long-prepared attack.
Because the whole process seemed too light, Fengjiu felt that he couldn't save his face.
Last night, the Ming army colluded with evildoers to attack the camp.
First, the tiger monster, then the handsome monk, ignored him one after another, and now even a shit-yellow villain, not much bigger than a fly, wanted to provoke him.
The more Shimazu Toyohisa thought about, the angrier he became. He bent his bow and arrow again, and aimed three arrow clusters at Qingji's body in the shape of a pin.
The moment the fingers were released, the bowstring shook wildly, obviously a lot of effort was used.
The warrior standing nearby could clearly see that the treasure bow, which was made with the meridians of alien beasts and a special craftsmanship, was almost broken.
Now, the monster with unknown origin will not survive, right?
Forgive the Japanese for their ignorance.
They couldn't recognize Qingji at all, because he was the water god of Qi in ancient times. Unless he was a knowledgeable person with a deep understanding of Chinese mythology, his identity could be revealed. Otherwise, they would just follow the crowd and think of him as some kind of mountain fairy unique to this place. .
After all, in Japan, Shinto claims that there are eight million local gods, but the locals simply cannot recognize so many. It is not easy to be able to recognize thousands of them, let alone the legendary existences in other countries.
clang!
Without any suspense, the three iron arrows filled with strength were knocked away again.
The "embroidery needle" glowing with blood in Lu Li's hand has completely become a nightmare in Shimazu Toyohisa's heart.
This guy seemed to be going crazy. He bent his bow three times and drew out all the arrows glowing with cold light from the quiver, aiming at the figure sitting in the golden carriage.
boom!
In the end, not a single arrow was shot.
The bow and arrow made from the bones of an unknown alien animal broke from it, which shows how hard it was poured into it.
"……"Land from.
Is this form really so disgusting?
The kid below tried it twice in a row, but both ended in failure. He still didn't give up, let alone recognized the gap between them.
If you have this strength, you might as well stop the flood and work hard to raise the ground.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Onishimazu finally spoke. He looked a little tired, but in this state, as long as he was not substantially harmed, this kind of negative state was equivalent to nothing.
Anyone who underestimates him will only suffer the consequences.
What's more, the old boy is very likely to cheat.
Anyway, it was very difficult to make Lu Li believe what the old devil in front of him said.
"The water god of Seomjin River."
Lies come from every mouth.
Although the words were spoken in Chinese, several distinguished warriors present could understand them.
You must know that Japan and Korea have been influenced by the Central Plains Dynasty for generations, and learning Chinese culture is a required course for nobles. However, it is normal for Korean gods to live for thousands of years and master one more language.
In addition, Japan has despised Korea since thousands of years ago, and it is impossible for nobles to lower themselves to learn the language of the Li Dynasty.
Because of this, Onimazu used Ming Dynasty Mandarin when he first spoke.
"Why did you bother to take a trip to this muddy water? Now, half of the army has crossed the Seomjin River. From the beginning to the end, we have never done anything to massacre the water tribe. We have only killed those demons that were provoking around the boat."
"As a water god, you should know."
The words were full of sincerity.
It's a pity that Lu Li is not the water god of the Chanjin River at all. Next, he even has to drive away the aquatic monsters entrenched here to deal with the Japanese.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
You can't let your soldiers die, right?
If you think about it in a dark way, they are a group of demons raised by nature. They give their lives to the mountains and rivers and fulfill their filial piety. Thousands of years later, it can be regarded as a good story!
And his own contribution to this matter is immeasurable.
In Onishimazu's eyes, the strange-looking khaki little demon above his head was weighing the pros and cons, so after a long time, he urged:
"I will not be held accountable for triggering the Seomjin River to attack the army. After all, no warriors died in this disaster. As the terrain rises, the flood disaster is almost resolved."
"So your Excellency, are you willing to take a step back? We came all the way just to conquer the people of the Li Dynasty and teach the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. As long as the flood is removed and a road is cleared, these things will be forgotten."
Frankly speaking, if he had not been able to figure out the path of the strange beast in front of him and did not want to waste his precious troops on the monster, Shimazu Yoshihiro would have swung his sword long ago. He would not have taken the initiative to give in and try to persuade.
"If you are willing to follow us and conquer the Li Dynasty together, I can even guarantee that after we capture Seoul, we will persuade the Taige to appoint you as the general manager of the eight water palaces in Korea, and control the water veins of the country."
Before he was slapped, he was given sweet dates and kept drawing big cakes.
However, Shimazu Yoshihiro made a wrong calculation. He never thought that the khaki villain was actually transformed from the guard general of the Minamihara Ming Army.
"Since you are so sincere, I feel sorry for not saying anything, so I will call the demons under my command to come to help."
As soon as he finished speaking, the slightly calm water surface began to stir again.
Intuition told Shimazu Yoshihiro that things were not that simple, but reason told him that in this case, no demon would dare to take the initiative to provoke the army.
Unless it's too long-lived.
However, under the great expectations, the nightmare-like waves once again enveloped the head.
Not only that, there is a demon clan showing its figure in the turbulent river. Through the scales and claws, you can guess how exaggerated its figure is.
now.
The monsters are actually scared because they don't want to participate in the war at all. Those of the same race who have backbone or are not smart enough have long been killed by the Japanese swords...
But within the wave, there was a very strange force that kept driving itself toward the battlefield.
The war is about to break out.
Onishimazu was careful about the yellow figure above his head and did not say anything stupid.
Suddenly, a dark green figure took the lead, wielding a steel fork and pounced on the Satsuma warrior.
The trigger for war appears.
The next moment, the huge waves surrounding the area fell, and mud, sand, and hundreds of large monsters fell into the battle group.
Logically speaking, with the Demon God's Shadow blocking it, the Satsuma warriors didn't have to worry about being hit, but Qingji, the incarnation of Lu Li, had already moved.
Faster than the frog king in the river.
Shimazu Toyohisa is too tender.
As soon as the battle began, Lu Li targeted Onishimazu.
An unrivaled momentum rose up, as if it was about to reverse the world, and the warriors who were closer could not resist at all.
"This little beast..."
Fengjiu couldn't believe it. He knew that Lu Li's Qingji body was extraordinary, but he still found it unbelievable when he noticed the overwhelming aura.
Why does such awe-inspiring power exist in a three-inch little person?
I saw the huge waves being pushed away, and the water dragons dancing wildly in the sky, welcoming a certain supreme being.
At the same time, there was a creaking sound and the golden chariot rumbled.
"kill."
In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of a hundred meters and arrived behind Onishimazu. His cold words echoed and a war spear as tiny as an embroidery needle was thrust out.
An irresistible force came.
Onishimazu did not dare to be careless and immediately brandished the legendary katana.
Amidst the roar of metal, the mountain that had been lifted up not long ago began to collapse.
A brief confrontation was over. Shimazu Yoshihiro's expression was solemn. A gap appeared on the sharp blade. It seemed invisible, but as the sword master, he was still keen to detect it.
"kill."
The attack failed, so Lu Li was not in a hurry and swung his spear to kill again.
Everyone who sees this scene will find it inexplicably weird. A three-inch little man, not much bigger than a fly, is glowing with bright divine light. Every blow he sends out is enough to break mountains apart. With the title of the Ghost of Satsuma, Shimazu Yoshihiro fought back and forth.
"You are strong, but you are no match for me. I will remove the water and give you a chance to escape. As long as you are not caught by the navy in the future, this matter will be written off."
Shimazu Yoshihiro was concerned about the family warriors around him and spoke calmly.
Although the old guy was stating the facts, Lu Li was still unhappy. He suppressed the urge in his heart to transform into Zhu Yan and dominate the battlefield.
"kill."
The voice is deep and powerful.
The sound of collisions continued.
There are Satsuma warriors on the battlefield, as well as frog kings and black-maned horses.
Therefore, both of them controlled the aftermath of the battle within a very small range, but even so, the coercion still made people subconsciously avoid it.
"Fight again somewhere else."
Shimazu Yoshihiro suggested that Lu Li also had concerns.
"good."
The two figures that had attracted much attention disappeared, and everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Including those demons who were forced into the chaos.
They couldn't help but want to leave the battlefield, but the next moment, waves with laws set off and pushed them back.
At this point, no demon dared to put his dissent into action, and could only silently pray that the two of them would decide the outcome soon so that they could leave.
"The person who inserts the bid and sells the leader."
"Lord chicken and dog!"
"I, the Black Emperor, have a halberd that can move mountains, break rivers, topple seas, subjugate monsters, suppress demons, command gods, reach for stars, destroy cities, and open the sky!"
"If heaven had not given birth to me as the Black Emperor, the path of the halberd would have been like a long night forever!"
The black-maned horse yelled various phrases he learned while surfing the Internet, waved the Fangtian painted halberd, and exuded a monstrous aura.
The arrogance in his words made Lu Bu feel ashamed even when he was present.
Shimazu Toyohisa, who was fighting against it, gritted his teeth and seemed to be at a loss for words as he kept calling Nineuchi.
But like its owner, the black-maned horse, which only spoke a few words in Japanese, couldn't understand what this guy was talking about, but it knew in its heart that it was definitely not a good thing, so it stepped up its offensive.
Vigorously miracle!
Ma'er doesn't have Lu Bu's combat skills that were honed through many battles, but he is not lacking in strength, and his arrogance far exceeds that of his master.
As a result, Shimazu Toyohisa was suppressed for a while.
To a certain extent, the battle between the black-maned horse and him was a continuation of the battle between Lu Li and Shimazu Yoshihiro.
The black-maned horse has confidence in his master. Once he reveals his trump card and transforms into the ancient war beast Zhu Yan, Onishimazu is no match for him.
In the same way, Shimazu Toyohisa also has great confidence in his uncle. This man named Satsuma no Ghost was just warming up.
a long distance away.
The two of them escaped from the small underwater battlefield and began to fight freely.
Strong winds kicked up, blowing away the roots of towering ancient trees, leaving rock debris and plant powder everywhere.
At some point, the golden car body was covered with carvings from swords, but this did not prevent it from exuding a bright divine light and an air of ancient vicissitudes.
As for the sword that Shimazu Yoshihiro carried with him, there were continuous gaps, like shark teeth.
"Ikezou!"
There is no phantom of the demon god standing tall on the sky and the earth. With all the mighty power blessing his body, Oni Shimazu exudes an alluring aura and slashes the golden chariot.
On top of the chariot, stood the three-inch-tall Qing Ji body, like a supreme being overlooking the creatures of heaven and earth, wielding a bloody war spear to face the enemy.
Faintly, Lu Li heard the roar of the giant whale.
His previous experience of fighting against Shimazu Tadahashi told him that this was the manifestation flow, a product of the interweaving of skills, personal will, and even the laws of heaven and earth.
Among them, the whale is the most powerful vision, representing the limit of power.
Sure enough, a bright color appeared in Lu Li's sight, like a rolling ocean wave, and then a whale's head appeared and hit the war spear.
As they disappeared bit by bit, the whale's body and tail appeared one after another.
An indescribable scream resounded through the clouds and echoed throughout the mountain range for a long time.
The bloody war spear that Lu Li took out from the Black Mountain Treasure House broke apart.
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