Sensing the death of the seven slaves, Song Xing's eyebrows skipped a beat, knowing that a great figure was coming from Japan.
Counting over and over again, the number of people in the world who can kill his seven slaves in an instant must be one of Wan Gu's two.
Due to his oath, Gu Shentong could not leave Dongdao. Thinking of this, Wan Guizang was the only one who came to Japan.
Song Xing murmured to himself: "Have you escaped? It's so fast."
When Monk Yu took Lu Jian away, he expected that Wan Guizang's escape would be a certainty, but he did not expect that Wan Guizang would come to Japan.
At the same time, with a thought in his mind, he walked out of the retreat, deployed the Emperor's Qi-gazing Technique, and looked toward the southwest.
"Interesting, is Oda Nobunaga dead too?"
He only felt his temples pulsing, and an unknown fire arose in his heart. Oda Nobunaga was related to him entering the realm of refining the void. For this reason, he specially arranged seven slaves to protect Oda Nobunaga. Who knows whether he will be able to protect him or not. save his life.
"Even without Akechi Mitsuhide, wouldn't you be able to escape this fate? Nobunaga!"
When Oda Nobunaga died, the dragon energy contained in his destiny instantly dispersed into the ground, and returned to the Fuji Mountains along the earth's veins, waiting for the next owner.
Realizing that most of his arrangements in Japan had been destroyed, although Song Xing was angry in his heart, he did not vent excessively. Instead, he began to arrange them in a retreat in Mount Fuji.
About half a day later, Song Xingfei Ge stayed at Andiluo in the castle tower, asking him to lead Wan directly to the Fuji Mountains when Wan Guizang arrived, without making useless resistance.
Half a day later, a man who was over forty years old, with a green cloth gown washed white, tall and thin, with a small cinnabar mole on his left eyebrow, and an angular face, was not very handsome. Under the leadership of Andillo, he stepped forward We walked up to the top of Mount Fuji.
Mount Fuji is in the shape of a cone. The top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round. There are five fresh water lakes scattered around the foothills. On the top of the mountain, a huge shrine now stands.
Song Xing was dressed in white and was standing outside the shrine waiting for Wan Guizang's arrival.
Wan Guizang looked at Song Xing and said coldly: "It seems that Shen Zhouxu is right, you are really hiding in Japan!"
With the help of Lu Jian, Wan Guizang escaped from the sea of suffering and successfully survived the six virtual tribulations. As expected, he returned to the West City again and seized the position of the Lord of the West City by force.
When he learned that Ning Bukong, the leader of the Ministry of Fire who disappeared that year, had appeared in Xicheng and took away a valuable treasure from Yingying Temple, Wan Guizang keenly realized that it was the secret of Liang Siqin's eight pictures in one. .
Coupled with the four ancestral pictures in Song Xing's hands, Wan Guizang was bound to win, so after Shen Zhouxu deduced through clues that Song Xing was hiding in Japan, Wan Guizang came to Japan decisively.
Song Xing looked at him with a smile: "No, I am different from you. You are hiding, but I just came to Japan for my plan."
Wan Guizang said again: "Plan? Unify Japan? Unfortunately, the daimyo you supported ambushed me with your slaves in a place called Honnoji Temple in Japan, and I killed them all."
Hearing the name of Honnoji Temple, Song Xing secretly sighed that Oda Nobunaga still had not escaped his fate, but said: "It's just a Japanese who will die when he dies. The worst thing is to support him again, but Lord Wancheng, you came here alone." , do you really think you’ve got me?”
As Song Xing spoke, he pulled out a long sword from his back. The sword was very thick and the hilt was decorated like fish joints.
This sword may seem unremarkable, but it is one of the three divine swords known in Japan, the Amancongyun Sword.
After Oda Nobunaga unified Kyoto, he obtained this sword and dedicated it to Song Xing.
When Song Xing grasped the hilt of the sword, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the sword. Then, the spiritual dragon energy of the entire Mount Fuji gathered on the sword body.
At this moment, Song Xing's body surged with momentum, like a mountain. Compared with it, Mount Fuji was smaller. Andiro, who was the weakest in cultivation, felt like an ant or mosquito in front of him. Small and humble.
Feeling the aura bursting from Song Xing's body, Wan Guizang couldn't help being surprised: "Lianxu! No, it's not Lianxu, it's the short-term Lianxu achieved with this sword."
Wan Guizang saw Song Xing's reality in just an instant, and cast his eyes on the sword in Song Xing's hand.
It wasn't that Song Xing himself had reached the realm of refining the void, but with the help of the long sword in his hand and the blessing of Mount Fuji's dragon energy, he felt that Song Xing's energy was getting stronger and stronger, supporting the sky and the earth, almost reaching the level of The realm of refining the void.
The moment Song Xing held the sword, Andiro and others could no longer bear the raging momentum, and they all trembled and quickly retreated down the mountain.
Among the people present, only Wan Guizang looked as usual. Under the pressure of Song Xing's momentum, he stood still and stared at the Tiancongyun sword in Song Xing's hand in the strong wind.
The Andilo people who retreated from the top of the mountain looked up and heard loud thunder in their ears. Storms and clouds were surging. Dark clouds gathered in the sky thousands of miles away. There was no light from the sun and the moon. Lightning cracked the clouds and penetrated the sky. They were like golden snakes running around. The sky flickered.
The weather, which was originally clear and clear, suddenly began to change.
Thunder rumbled one after another on the gloomy clouds, almost like a single sound. For those with weak cultivation, their heartbeats seemed to beat faster and faster with the thunder, as if they were trying to break out of their chests. Their heartbeats mixed with the thunder, rumbling in winter, resounding through their ears.
"Retreat quickly, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time!"
Andillo shouted loudly, and once again took the lead to fly away into the distance. Almost at the moment she shouted loudly, Song Xing and Wan Guizang on the top of the mountain took action at the same time.
Song Xing swung his sword, and the entire Mount Fuji seemed to resonate. The volcano that had been sleeping for many years seemed to wake up at this moment, and made a muffled sound in response to the strange phenomenon in the sky.
The sword energy flowed like a dream, and Song Xing slashed out with his sword, as if he had lifted the entire Mount Fuji, turned Mount Fuji into a long sword, and slashed towards Wan Guizang in front of him.
In the shadow of the sword that filled the sky, a flash of lightning clearly flashed in Wan Guizang's eyes, breaking through the illusion. He pointed out his slender index finger, and arc-shaped energy flew out from his fingers, bypassing the overwhelming sword energy, and pointed at the generous man. On the edge of the sword.
A loud "clang" sound spread throughout Mount Fuji. The servants in the temple on the top of the mountain who had no time to evacuate had blood flowing from their ears and their eyes turned white. They were stunned by the sound.
There was a crackling sound, Wan Guizang waved his wide sleeves, and dozens of thunder and lightning dragons streaked across the sky, as if they were about to explode the void.
Lei Bu's most powerful moves are like a real dragon made up of dozens of thunder and lightning, wandering around Wan Guizang and fiercely attacking Song Xing.
Antillo, who was watching the battle from a distance, looked at this mythical battle and finally understood why, with Song Xing's peerless martial arts, he had not started a big fight in Xicheng before.
She never thought that when she reached the end of her martial arts practice, she would be able to control the power of nature. This was simply a power like a god.
Song Xing faced the thunderous electric dragon that almost enveloped him, but his face was indifferent and his eyes were open. The crystal-like eyes reflected the energy flowing around Wan Guizang's body, and the weak points in it were clearly reflected. in his heart.
The wrist twisted, and countless fragments of sword energy spilled out, cutting off the true energy used by Wan Guizang to control the thunder and lightning dragon. Dozens of thunder and lightning energy that looked like real dragons in the sky collapsed in vain and dispersed in the world. between.
Wan Guizang was slightly surprised when the Thunder Sound and Lightning Dragon was destroyed. He made up his mind to seize the enemy first, and the first move he made was the Thunder Sound and Lightning Dragon, the most powerful among the eight magical powers.
Unexpectedly, Song Xing did not use the magical power of the Fire Department, but instead used a familiar method to cut off the control of his own Qi on his moves.
Wan Guizang's eyes narrowed slightly: "This move of yours is quite similar to the Emperor's Qi-seeing technique used by Dongdao Gu Shentong back in the day!"
