"Dream of your big head" Wang Dafu said angrily: "Originally, the old man thought that you would be a little remorseful, but I didn't expect that until now, I still talk about your bullshit holy war" "Remorse" Yamamoto Ryuyi looked at Wang Dafu and smiled, "Why should I regret it, there will definitely be casualties in the war, and those people should feel honored to be able to sacrifice for the common prosperity of Greater East Asia, the only thing I regret is that I didn't start the Izanami project earlier, otherwise the holy war back then would never have failed."
"Put Nima's stinky fart" Wang Dafu was so angry that he reprimanded: "Even if you make it back then, how can we make a lot of people in Huaxia, and you can still make a corpse demon turn the sky upside down."
"Hehe" Ryuichi Yamamoto showed a sneering expression on his face, "Isn't what you Chinese people are best at beating yourself I admit it, in the past, our Japanese onmyoji may not be as good as you in the Chinese magic world, but now how many of your classics have been preserved" As soon as these words came out, a trace of gloom flashed on Hua Long's face.
Although he didn't want to admit it, as a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain, he knew in his heart that it was indeed as the other party said After that internal strife, many precious texts were burned, and some monks were also labeled as bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and finally died under mad human nature.
Ryuichi Yamamoto laughed and said: "So don't face me with the posture of a winner, you Chinese pigs don't deserve it at all, Great Japan lost to the atomic bomb and logistics back then, not you inferior nations If you give us a little more time, today's China will definitely become the land of our Great Japan."
"I don't know what it was like before" Zhang Cheng's deep voice sounded, and his two red eyes stared at Ryuichi Yamamoto, "But today, Huaxia is not the same as before, just because you want to get involved in a projectile land, the fool is just a dream, the sins you committed here fifty years ago, I will let you pay them off today" Yamamoto Ryuyi looked at Zhang Cheng, his expression was not afraid at all, and the corners of his mouth were raised and said: "Don't worry, I still have a sentence to ask Mr.
Zhang, I heard that there is alchemy in Huaxia back then, originally I thought it was just some small arts, and I didn't care, but after seeing Mr.
Zhang, I found out that it was not the case, I don't know which master refined your perfect work."
"Zhang Qingshan, Wang Jiahui."
Zhang Cheng snorted.
Ryuichi Yamamoto frowned slightly, thought about it carefully, and seemed to have never heard the names of these two people.
"I don't know what kind of sect these two people are" Zhang Cheng sneered, "There is no door and no faction, Zhang Qingshan is my father, Wang Jiahui is my mother, then you can die."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Cheng had already arrived in front of Ryuichi Yamamoto and punched his head.
Zhang Cheng killed more than a dozen bodyguards with a wave of his hand just now, and Yamamoto Kameda and the old man before were already so frightened that their feet were weak, and they secretly ran down the stairs towards the downstairs.
Hua Long turned his head to look at them, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it.
Yamamoto Long saw a black fist rapidly enlarged in his sight, and quickly opened his mouth to let out a breath of green air, supporting Zhang Cheng's fist, and at the same time the crutch was on the ground, and the thin body flew backwards as if it had no weight.
Zhang Cheng's fist touched the green qi, and it felt like a punch in the cotton, and the strength was quickly unloaded.
And Ryuichi Yamamoto had already seized this opportunity to retreat five or six steps, and his originally rickety body also stood up, his eyes flashed with golden light, and a huge mana fluctuation faintly revealed from his body.
"Real Grade" Hua Long frowned when he saw it, "This old guy's strength should be equivalent to that of a real person" "So what."
Zhang Cheng said disdainfully: "It's not that I haven't killed" Yamamoto Ryu smiled, "Don't use your Huaxia rank to call a noble onmyoji, I am a royal soul top-grade, although I haven't reached the realm of a great onmyoji, but if you want to kill me, it's impossible." ” "Is it" Zhang Cheng grinned, showing Bai Sensen's teeth, "That's a coincidence, I like to challenge the impossible" Yamamoto Ryuichi shook his head, and five small black flags flew out with his arm raised, and a few words were muttered in his mouth, and the small flags rose in the wind, and there was no wind automatically, making a fierce sound, and it rolled towards Zhang Cheng quickly.
Zhang Cheng snorted coldly with disdain, and pointed into a sword, the ghost qi continued to swallow at his fingertips, forming a pitch-black dagger, and the black light flashed through a flag blocking the front, and then ignored the surroundings and rushed straight towards Yamamoto Ryuichi.
Yamamoto Long shouted, the magic seal in his hand changed, and a little blue fire immediately flew out of the remaining four flags, and quickly attacked Zhang Cheng's back.
"Karmic fire" Zhang Cheng was startled, this thing was used by Wu Jianfeng at the beginning, and he could break his iron corpse body if he needed a little, so he didn't dare to take it hard, he immediately stopped, spewed out a breath of ghost gas, and shouted: "Ghost gas turns into water, borrow the law to forget the river" The rich ghost aura condensed around his body, turning into a black wave, and with the finger of Zhang Cheng's right hand, it swept towards the little karmic fire.
The water waves condensed by the ghost power made a rattling sound, and the karmic fire was surrounded inside, and it was soon all extinguished.
"Mr.
Zhang is really powerful" Ryuichi Yamamoto said in admiration: "Why don't we talk about the conditions, as long as you return the iron skeleton and swear allegiance to our Yamamoto family in the future, I can meet any of your requirements" Zhang Chengli ignored him, and while blocking the flying flags with water waves, he summoned four yin thunders, and as soon as the thunder sounded, the remaining four black flags were also blown into pieces.
Ryuichi Yamamoto sighed, pinching out a strange handprint with both hands, while opening his mouth to shout out a strange syllable.
The sound was like a bronze bell being slammed, deafening, and everyone was dizzy by this strange sound, even Zhang Cheng shook his feet.
Yamamoto Ryuichi seized the opportunity, raised the crutches, and muttered a few words silently, and dense golden runes immediately appeared on the crutches, slashing towards the top of Zhang Cheng's head.
Zhang Cheng was a powerful ghost after all, but he recovered in a trance, and when he saw that the crutches had been split to the top of his head, he hurriedly raised his hand to block it.
"Bang" With a muffled sound, the crutch was like smashing on a stone, and it was bounced away in an instant, and Zhang Cheng also took a step back, and there was a burning sensation in his forearm.
Rolling up his sleeves, he found that a few runes appeared on the skin of his right arm, as if they were branded, and they couldn't be eliminated with corpse qi, and these runes faintly hindered the flow of corpse qi, causing the entire right arm to be a little disobedient.
What the hell is this?
Zhang Cheng frowned, but he didn't think much about it, and rushed towards Ryuichi Yamamoto again.
And Ryuichi Yamamoto did not retreat, showing a flexibility that was completely inconsistent with his age, and fought with Zhang Cheng with a cane.
Hua Long and Wang Dafu stood beside them, looking dazzled, in just a few seconds, the two had already exchanged more than 20 moves.
Zhang Cheng's fist was heavy, and his moves were aimed at the key point, while Ryuichi Yamamoto didn't take it hard at all, his thin body was like he didn't have bones, and he avoided it with a weird arc, and the crutches in his hand looked for opportunities to pat Zhang Cheng from time to time
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