"Ah~"
The man in black turned into ashes as soon as he let out a scream.
This scene directly shocked the rest of the people.
Seeing that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, the warrior with the long sword quickly called for everyone to surround him.
"Ninjutsu: Thousand Blades Slash!"
The long sword was unsheathed and aimed at Jiang Wenming and struck him in the head.
A bright sword flashed across and struck Jiang Wenming hard.
His body was split into two by the sharp sword.
However, the next second, something strange happened.
Jiang Wenming, who had been cut in half, began to grow rapidly, growing from one to two in the blink of an eye.
The magical power of the Demon King's Body Refining Technique, 'Hidden Blood', is combined with the seventy-two transformations of Earthly Evil's clones.
They successfully transformed into two people without any difference in strength.
"Hehe... Isn't it fun to kill me? It's disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. You also have a taste of my attack."
After Jiang Wenming finished speaking, the two bodies took action at the same time.
Although it was not the first time for him to use the clone technique, it was the first time for him to control two bodies to fight at the same time like this.
It's amazing, it's like one person turning on two computers at the same time.
One body held the Blade of Judgment and rushed into the crowd to fight in close combat. Another body transformed into a golden crow and cast spell attacks.
The scorching sun's fire, blessed by the divine wind of Samadhi, directly turned the surrounding area into a sea of fire, and all these Yingzhou monks were trapped in it.
It's obvious that the other party has a large number of people, but the feeling at this time is: you are already surrounded by me.
Zhen Yuanzi hid in the void and looked at the battle below with some curiosity. He was also curious about what Jiang Wenming planned to do.
From a realm point of view, those monks were much weaker than him, but the leaders were almost the same as him.
But fighting not only depends on the realm, but also depends on the fighting consciousness, means, and magic weapons.
Not everyone can do this with one enemy against many.
However, Jiang Wenming didn't care about this. After seeing this group of people trapped, he quickly pinched the magic formula in his hand.
“Throwing beans makes an army—Liu Ding Liujia!”
A handful of silver beans were thrown out, and they instantly transformed into a group of silver-armored generals.
This is the method of "spreading beans and forming an army" that he specially adapted for himself.
"Fire sun!"
After the Golden Crow incarnation appeared, the light on its body suddenly surged. The twelve Silver-armored generals were like twelve mirrors, constantly reflecting the light of the Golden Crow incarnation.
The Yingzhou monk who was trapped inside suddenly felt the surrounding temperature surge.
"Ninja Technique - Water Release!"
One of the monks couldn't bear it anymore and summoned a stream of water to separate himself from the light.
"Five Thunder Curse!"
When Jiang Wenming saw the other party condense the surrounding water, he immediately said that he was familiar with this person.
Thunderbolts fell down one after another, hitting the water flow.
Soon, the Yingzhou monk realized something was wrong. After summoning the water flow, the temperature inside the formation became even higher.
"There's something weird about this formation, let's work together to break it."
The leader of the long-sword monks also noticed something was wrong, and wanted to join forces with others to break through the formation with brute force.
However, just when they were about to take action, they saw Jiang Wenming retreat suddenly.
Just when they were confused.
But I heard the other party speak.
"Self-created formation of hot pot stew!"
As his voice fell, the twelve silver god generals made hand gestures at the same time, and golden lines appeared one after another, connected to each other, and finally formed the shape of a cauldron.
"Fly up!"
Upon seeing this, the long-sword monk quickly called on everyone to fly upward.
"The little sun of self-created formation!"
Rows of silver mirrors surround the Golden Crow incarnation like trumpets.
The high temperature that could originally be tolerated suddenly increased dozens of times at this moment. Some weak Yingzhou monks turned into fly ash on the spot before they even got close.
Everyone is desperate.
Watching the silver cover fall down, the formation was completely formed.
A shadow formation similar to an electric oven appeared, the temperature inside increased sharply, and the monks let out painful wails.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't get out.
Zhen Yuanzi was stunned.
Even with his thousands of years of experience, this was the first time he encountered such a strange formation.
Normal formations use the power of heaven and earth to strengthen themselves to achieve the purpose of attack and defense.
Jiang Wenming's formation did not borrow much spiritual energy from heaven and earth at all, nor did it consume much spiritual energy itself, but the effect was astonishingly good.
"Done! Now just wait for the people behind them to show up."
Jiang Wenming took out a beach chair from somewhere and lay down, as if sunbathing, looking at the people who were constantly struggling in the formation.
Killing was not his purpose, he wanted to give the Chinese people a shot in the arm.
Tell those people that whatever evil deeds the Yingzhou monks committed against them, he would retaliate in the same way.
Since he has chosen China as his opponent, he will tell the opponent with practical actions that I will work hard to be a qualified opponent for you!
He, Jiang Wenming, has no other abilities except that he learns very quickly.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
Whether they were the Chinese people who were hiding or the Chinese people who were captured as slaves, they all looked up at the figure in the sky.
The screams of the Yingzhou monks, under Jiang Wenming's deliberate guidance, spread far away.
Even if you are thousands of miles apart, you can still hear it clearly.
The wild boy stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the man who was as dazzling as the sun, with infinite yearning rising in his heart.
"If I could be as powerful as him, Uncle Li and Yatou wouldn't have to hide around, right?"
Seeing those Yingzhou monks who had bullied them, hunted them down, and treated them as nothing but trivial matters being treated in the same way.
He wished he could look up to the sky and smile, it was so relieved!
As for whether this is a bit cruel?
Ah!
When he was in Shen'en Continent before, Jiang Wenming also raised this issue with the senior officials, but was rejected.
That was because he was still very weak and did not have enough voice, so he could only be forced to accept it.
Now that I have come here, I have seen the miserable situation of the Chinese people at this time.
Jiang Wenming had already had a lot of anger in his heart.
Repaying evil with kindness is the pattern of a saint, not his!
He only knows one sentence, blood for blood, tooth for tooth!
I will accept an apology or whatever, but that will be after you personally experience the crimes you have committed!
After you have personally experienced the suffering we have experienced, then tell me whether you should be more generous or not.
The words "empathy" are not just imaginary. Only after real experience can you be qualified to say it.
The screams within the formation gradually stopped.
Everyone was reduced to ashes.
Jiang Wenming withdrew the formation and glanced downwards, feeling slightly disappointed.
I thought I could catch a few more big fish, but I didn't expect anyone to come to the rescue after waiting for so long.
Looking at the ragged people below who were either excited, frightened, or numb, Jiang Wenming bowed to them and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late."
