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The sky gradually darkened, and among the ruined mountains, blood was gurgling, and a headless corpse collapsed there.

However, Yoshihiro Shimazu was a powerful samurai after all, with strong vitality in his body, even if his limbs were broken, his head was cut off, and he could see the **** cavity, he still did not die.

The gorgeous Japanese-style Warring States wind armor gushed out strange energy, and the limbs were instantly reborn, but the color was pale, and it was covered with dark tadpole-like patterns.

But not the head.

I saw the round head rolling on the ground, and a lot of brilliance emerged, abruptly stopped the momentum, and wanted to return to the neck.

Lu Li naturally wouldn't let it happen.

A purple light appeared.

It is the Emperor Ziwei Sword.

I saw the lotus imprint on the hilt of the sword.

A flame flew out of it, and the moment it touched Onishimazu's head, the red lotus took shape, just like dry wood meets a raging fire, the flame became more and more fiery, and the posture became more and more bewitching.

"Ahhh!"

The roar was terrifying.

The old guy's head stopped in the air, and he didn't dare to merge with his body at all, for fear that his body would also be infected with this strange flame.

At the same time, black blood continued to flow from the seven orifices of his head, and his breath was gloomy. He seemed to want to use this to extinguish the karmic fire.

But this kind of thing has become nourishment, making the red lotus karmic fire burn even more vigorously.

"Hahaha, didn't you use the fire of King Ming to burn me? Now it's your turn."

The cheerful laughter was like thunder, and Zhu Yan opened his huge mouth and spewed out a true samadhi fire, which seemed very thin, like a gurgling stream, but it was actually enough to cover the rest of Shimazu Yoshihiro's body.

Industry fire calcined head.

Real fire.

In the dazzling blazing fire, the head of Satsuma old ghost exploded, forming a black mist.

But the fire of karma is still burning, not letting go of any nourishment, only the body burned by the true fire of samadhi—

In addition to drying up, most of the main body remains.

Zhu Yan's body shrank rapidly, the shadow shrouded in this place finally dissipated, and Lu Li returned to human form, putting away the true fire of Samadhi.

Then, like a butcher in a slaughterhouse, he dragged one leg of Shimadzu Yoshihiro's corpse and threw it into the red lotus.

In an instant, Karma became alluring again.

"I'm not Sun Monkey, and you're not too good."

"Who is the sheep and who is the tiger, it is too early to say before."

When the words fell, Yoshihiro Shimazu seemed to be responding, and the leg in the flame suddenly exploded, causing the karmic fire to rise.

"Being burned like this, you can still be resurrected, and I will eat the karmic fire directly into my stomach."

In a whisper, the remnant disappeared completely, and there was nothing left.

"Even if it is the so-called great monk who ignites the fire of karma, I am afraid this is the end, and even a relic will not be left behind."

No one is perfect.

Who can guarantee that he will not create any karma in his life.

Not just killing, but greed, hatred, ignorance, hatred...

As long as you have all kinds of negative emotions, it will become the nourishment of the karmic fire, but Buddhism has a corresponding method of forging the body, as long as you can endure it, you can cast the supreme golden body.

At present, Lu Li has no idea of ​​forging his body, and he doesn't even dare to touch it.

What are you kidding?

The old devil is dead and not even the scum is left, and he does not use the technique of transformation, and appears in human form, and the physical strength is not much different from it.

"Red Lotus has become more magical, and its power has obviously reached a new level."

Staring at the blooming flames ahead, Lu Li seemed to have thought of something and murmured:

"If it is cultivated with the corpses of various famous names, maybe it will grow to an incredible level and eventually replace Zhu Yanshen and become the biggest trump card."

The mind opened instantly.

So, Lu Li silently admired the Red Lotus Karmic Fire for a while, and then controlled the Emperor Sword to take back the big killer.

The battle was won fairly easily.

By mistake, a lure enemy went deep.

In fact, in the beginning, Lu Li just wanted to make an ambush, use Qingji to guard Suxingling, consume the living strength of the Satsuma Legion, and give an illusion to the commander-in-chief of the Left Army, Yuta Xixiu.

But Gui Shimadzu is too arrogant:

You are very strong, but you are not my opponent.

Your spear is broken, run away, as long as it is not discovered by our navy in the future, the previous debt will be written off.

Coupled with Shimadzu Yoshihiro's outburst of fighting power, Lu Li made up his mind to keep him in this area while he underestimated the enemy and entrusted him—

If Onishimazu were to return to the family's samurai side, the blessing of the battle formation would make such a pure general's combat power rise a lot.

the other side.

It is like the black maned horse of Lu Bu, who has indeed learned a little bit of charm.

"Fighting three thousand Japanese alone."

"Two hoofs suppress the Shimadzu thieves!"

Following Shimadzu Chuheng, the Shimadzu family stepped into this battlefield. The only remaining young junior, Shimadzu Toyohisa, was trampled under the feet by the black-maned horse. His face was full of humiliation.

How helpless.

In the battle just now, the halberd of the black-maned horse shattered Shimadzu Toyohisa's sword, not only that, but even Wakizashi was not spared.

Like Yoshihiro Shimazu, the uncle and nephew both sighed together:

Why are all the demons so rich now?

To have such a magical weapon.

It is ridiculous to say that, as a famous family of 400 years, Fengjiu, the descendant of Shimadzu, has a complete body, that is, armor, from beginning to end, UU reading www.uukanshu. com can't compare to a black mane horse anywhere.

Weapons are inferior to people.

Armor is inferior to people.

Not as strong as people.

The key is that the scolding array can't compare.

But after being trampled under the horse's hoof for so long, Shimadzu Toyohisa slowly accepted the reality. He only hoped that his uncle would triumph as soon as possible and slaughter the beast on his head.

The black-maned horse stepped on the young Japanese thief, and felt that the power was constantly surging from under the hoof. Fang Tianhua halberd flashed with divine light and slashed at a group of Japanese thieves.

Dozens of people were immediately cut off, and the incision was extremely smooth.

Seeing this, it burst out laughing again.

"I see you, like ants and mosquitoes!"

"Come up quickly and die!"

As the master, Lu Li stood not far away and watched silently, feeling that if he threw the head of Yoshihiro Shimazu, the ghost of Satsuma, at this time, the effect would definitely be full.

"It's time to end this farce before Shimadzu-sama returns."

In the center of the battlefield.

A young old man in high spirits looked around, the family warriors were killed one after another, and Feng Jiu was trampled by the Demon King of the Horse Clan, his eyes were splitting.

After some fighting, many team commanders already knew that this group of Jinjin River aquatic monsters had no intention of participating in this battle.

The so-called Seomjin River water **** is even more unheard of.

Therefore, Kawakami Tadashi, who realized that something was wrong, decided to retreat, temporarily leave this area, and stop fighting meaningless.

So, after the loss of Shimadzu Yoshihiro, a ghostly shadow of a demon appeared over the Satsuma Legion again, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum was also called majestic.

Knife light flickered.

A blade of light was stabbed out by the demon **** with a samurai sword, and it slashed straight at the mighty black-maned horse.

A sense of crisis pervaded his body.