From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 56: Killing them all, you are worthy of being called a tiger? (6600)

After Zhu Polong and Yamabushi, the two half-step masters, Nichiren Sect Master and Hozoin Yinrong, also rushed forward without hesitation.

They all knew that at least half of the key to victory in today's battle lay in the strongest men on both sides and the masters.

As half-step grandmasters who are qualified to influence the grandmaster battle, they must try their best even for their own lives.

But the two did not expect that Qi Jiguang and Lu Zhu would actually concentrate their strength to kill Shanfu, without any regard for Xu Xing's safety.

Therefore, they could only return to Yamabushi for help, hoping to save the only remaining Japanese master from the two great masters.

Yamabushi is indeed worthy of being an old master. Even when facing the siege of two great masters, he can still react in an instant. His hair fell out, his bones shrank, and his old skin twitched, as if he had suddenly turned into a strange baby.

Below the level of human immortals, this move can only be performed by someone like Shanfu who has exhausted his energy and blood.

Because he was so old, he had little muscle left and his tendons had begun to degenerate, but he was able to accomplish this seemingly impossible change.

With a whoosh, he avoided the spears and swords coming from both sides, and a cross-patterned spear came out from the side, trying to take this opportunity to block Qi Jiguang's big iron spear.

The two spears crossed, and a series of sparks lit up in the darkness.

Baozangyuan's palms were shaking violently, his flesh and blood were blurred, and the bones were visible. He stepped back three or four steps, his eyes filled with extreme horror.

Having practiced with Kamiizumi Nobunaga for some time, he had some understanding of the masters.

Baozangyuan originally thought that after years of hard training, his spearmanship had reached a high level, and even if he faced off against Teacher Nobutsuna, he would be able to withstand thirty or forty moves without being at a disadvantage.

But he had never expected that Qi Jiguang's spear skills and strength were so powerful that after just one round of fighting, he could hardly hold the spear!
Thinking back to the scene where Xu Xing beat up Zhu Tiandu, although Baozangyuan felt suffocated, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

Are all the masters of the Central Plains monsters? !
Before Baozangyuan could steady himself, he saw another black light, stabbing towards him like a shadow. The tip of the gun was still quite far away, but his heart was already beating violently and the skin under his armpits was also stinging.

Baozangyuan knew that the bullet was aimed at his heart. At the critical moment of life and death, he spun the gun violently, causing ripples in the rain.

The spear bent violently, and the spear shaft slammed the ground violently, then rushed upward like a giant snake jumping out of the ground, pouncing on its prey, and crashed heavily onto Qi Jiguang's spear shaft.

The guns used by the two men were both heavy weapons made of cast iron. When they collided without reservation at this moment, the momentum that erupted was far greater than the first clash.

There was a loud clanging sound of metal, and sparks flew in the rain, as if gorgeous and grand fireworks had exploded in the sky, and a strong iron smell escaped.

But how powerful was Qi Jiguang’s spearmanship?
As a grandmaster of the Central Plains, he cultivated his internal organs and generated strength when he exhaled. His pure strength was much stronger than that of a sword master like Izumi Nobunaga.

After all, Baozangyuan's realm was inferior, and it was completely impossible for him to break Qi Jiguang's spear.

With a "puff", although the tip of Qi Jiguang's spear deviated by an inch, it still accurately pierced Baozangyuan's chest, lifted him up high like a dried fish, and then threw him out.

The danger of a gunfight is far greater than that of a boxing duel, especially when two gunfighting masters are trying to determine the winner. The result is often very tragic. If they do not hold back, a fight of life or death will be decided immediately.

In front of Qi Jiguang, a great master and expert in spearmanship, even though Baozangyuan was the best spearman in Japan, he could not do anything. After only two exchanges, he was defeated without even a sound.

On the other hand, Sect Leader Nichiren was much smarter than Hozoin. Knowing that Sect Leader Zhongyuan would be hard to defeat, he did not engage in close combat with them, but chose to throw out the Buddhist beads in his hand to restrain them from a distance.

Eighteen Buddhist beads flew towards him, one after another, with a force more powerful than the lead bullets from muskets, shattering the raindrops and carrying rolling white mist, rushing towards all the vital points on Lu Zhu's body.

There is now at least three meters between the two of them. It is rare in the martial arts world to find a master who can use a hidden weapon to deliver such powerful power even in the presence of strong winds and heavy rain.

And the leader of the Rilian sect could even hit eighteen Buddhist beads in a row, each of which had such powerful force, and each of them was aimed at the vital points on Lu Zhu's body. With such means, he was indeed worthy of being a half-step master.

But Lu Zhu soon made him understand one thing:

This half step distance may seem very close, but in fact it is a huge chasm!
There was no human figure in the white mist, only a sword light that was as agile as a dragon and full of vigor. It circled and turned, and then it passed through the eighteen Buddhist beads. The tip of the sword was cool, like pulling a long silk thread, connecting the Buddhist beads into a string and making them stay in the air for a short time.

With a bang, the eighteen Buddhist beads broke into two halves one after another.

The eyes of the Nichiren Sect Leader darkened.

Then—his entire body from head to toe was split into two pieces.

Yamabushi had never expected that these two Japanese warriors at the half-step master level would be so vulnerable in front of the real Central Plains master.

It seems that my life is really going to end today.

After having this realization, Yamabushi no longer felt so much fear in his heart. His mind became pure and single-minded. He only wanted to display all he had learned in his life in the last moments of his life.

——At least, you have to drag someone down with you!
Thinking of this, Yamabushi's cold and green gaze turned to the slightly immature Lu Zhu.

He had sensed from the sword and spear just now that this young monk was only a beginner, and his boxing and swordsmanship were not yet perfect.

and……

Lu Zhu was really too young, and his vigorous vitality made Shanfu extremely jealous.

The passage of time not only took away Yamabushi's strength, but also caused his mind to rot and decay, making it difficult for him to tolerate any talented and energetic young people.

Obviously, Lu Zhu is in this category.

Just when Shanfu was filled with the strongest hatred and was about to stretch his body and muster up his last strength to fight, a faint and hidden sword light suddenly rose from behind him.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
The sword moves were fine and dense, twenty-four swords were thrust out in succession, each sword went straight to the fatal point of Shan Fu, and were extremely light and agile, as if integrated with the rain curtain and the howling wind, and they moved away at the first touch, without stopping.

It is the drizzle that has been hidden until now!
As a professional killer who has never killed anyone, Xiyu has almost no murderous aura. Moreover, her temperament is extremely calm and peaceful. She does not show any hostility before taking action.

This is the basis for the drizzle to conceal the mountain's perception.

However, if that were the case, with Shanfu's almost empty spiritual state, the drizzle should have been nowhere to hide.

However, when Yamabushi just contracted his qi and blood, he had already used almost all of his energy to control it.

Moreover, he is now on a battlefield surrounded by enemies. It can be said that there is hostility everywhere, and even his sensitivity has been affected.

Taking all these factors into account, Xiyu actually managed to deceive the old master's mental perception and completed the most successful assassination.

Hindered by the drizzle, Shanfu's movements inevitably paused for a moment, and this pause was magnified by his old body, allowing Lu Zhu and Qi Jiguang to capture it clearly.

With a "whoosh", the spear and sword pierced through the body.

This time, the Black-Feathered Crow Tengu failed to escape, and he was unable to truly display his skills as a grandmaster. He died in extreme frustration at the combined attack of Lu Zhu and Qi Jiguang.

As the life-and-death battle unfolded between the Grandmasters, the others also began to move.

The action of the top warriors on both sides was like lighting the fuse of the explosion. The atmosphere of the entire beach exploded all of a sudden, and immediately became a tragic battlefield with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Due to the deaths of the two leaders Zhu Tiandu and Zhu Polong, the morale of the thousands of pirates around them suddenly fell to the lowest point. The big boxers on the government side were all experienced in battles, so how could they miss such an opportunity?
They completely ignored the fact that the pirates had several times more troops than their own, and rushed forward like a tiger descending from the mountain with uncontrollable ferocity.

When the daimyos of Wa saw how ferocious these people from the Central Plains were, their faces changed drastically.

But they also knew that in this kind of weather, this Aobei Island had become a cage for a life-and-death fight, with no chance of escape. If they wanted to save their lives, they had to fight to the death and kill the enemy completely!
Knowing that this was a hopeless situation, these daimyos would not sit idly by and wait for death. Generals like Takeda Shingen and Uesugi Kenshin, who were famous for their military prowess, immediately took up their spears and halberds and charged towards the government troops.

The beach was quickly dyed red with blood, which mixed with rainwater, creating a strong fishy smell. Broken limbs flew into the air, and the group of pirates who were at the front fell in large numbers under the sharp blades of the government troops. The first, the second, the twentieth, and the thirtieth.

But no one cared about these corpses. The pirates stepped on the corpses of their colleagues, blood flowing from their eyes and blood foam coming out of their teeth, and continued to move forward!

The pirates were so enmeshed in the fierce fighting in such heavy rain that they soon lost their direction and could not even tell friend from foe.

Although the government's side had few people, each of them was a select group of the best soldiers with extremely high quality. They had also been trained by Qi Jiguang, so once the battle started, they formed formations consciously and maintained good order without anyone's command.

All five of them were holding different weapons. Swords, spears and shields were common, as well as a boring handle shaped like a three-pronged fork, and a bamboo with branches about ten feet long, called a wolf's whisk, which was a unique killing move created by Qi Jiguang.

Before the wolf-whip, there were soldiers holding swords and shields. Behind the wolf-whip, there were two long spears and a boring handle. The formation was led by bamboo, spreading out to the left and right, shaped like a flying bird, moving freely among the pirates, unstoppable.

Moreover, this formation can be divided and combined under the command of the officers, suddenly divided into two teams, suddenly divided into three teams, with the five weapons attacking and defending in a cycle, and the positive and odd complementing each other. There are changes of yin and yang on the left and right, which can resist enemies from both sides, and can also respond to the three elements, surround the enemy, and strangle them.

This formation is like a bird's wing, opening and closing unsteadily, implying flying in the wind, and also implies the changes of yin and yang. It is exactly the Mandarin Duck Formation researched by Qi Jiguang.

When Qi Jiguang was stationed in the southeast in the past, Yu Dayou was studying the intentions of the Eight Divine Generals, hoping to use them to deal with Zhu Tiandu and Zhu Polong and restrain their master's boxing skills.

Qi Jiguang, on the other hand, focused on the middle and lower-level combat power, wanting to enhance the overall strength of the southeastern defenders so that the soldiers could defeat the Japanese pirates on the front battlefield.

Therefore, he condensed all his knowledge into these five weapon techniques.

Moreover, Qi Jiguang's boxing skills have made great progress since he woke up. After comprehending the "Sanfeng Blood Sutra" with Xu Xing, he combined the theory of the five elements in alchemy and re-deduced the changes in the coordination of the five weapons.

By now, the Mandarin Duck Formation has achieved the harmony of yin and yang, and the five elements are rotating endlessly, with no more flaws to be found.

The big boxers on the government side rushed out one after another, challenged the masters of the pirates, and fought one-on-one, trying their best to prevent these people from freeing their hands to deal with the soldiers who were slaughtering the pirates.

The most conspicuous group of masters on the pirate side was obviously the Japanese swordsmen. Therefore, Yan Pingsheng, who was also a swordsman, naturally led his men to stop them.

He drew out the two swords in his hands, and the sword lights whirled and flew. He displayed the Qingcheng School's "Male and Female Dragon and Tiger Swords" to perfection, with almost no flaws. He was really like a divine tiger and dragon descended to the world, killing into the crowd.

Although these swordsmen were heroes of the Japanese nation, they were defeated by the superb dual sword technique.

Behind Yan Pingsheng, there were a group of masters from the Southeastern Martial Arts Circle. When he made a breakthrough, these masters rushed forward.

Even sword masters like Yagyu Munenobu and Tomita Segen, who were comparable to the great boxers of the Central Plains, could only barely hold on at this moment.

Just as Yagyu Muneyasu blocked a slashing attack, a sword light shot out from behind him and killed on the spot this swordsman who, according to "history", was supposed to have inherited Kamiizumi Nobutsuna's kendo and created the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu.

It was Xiyu who came directly after stopping Shanfu. After a few intermittent flashes of the slender sword light, Lu Zhu also came with his sword to kill.

When they saw Lu Zhu, even the most hateful and murderous swordsmen felt a chill in their hearts. Outside the Shura killing field formed by the swordsmen was the main battlefield where the pirates and the Qi family army collided head-on.

The most conspicuous person in the crowd was a general wearing vermilion armor.

He was wielding an extended and thickened large sword, slashing forward with all his might.

This extremely heavy battlefield weapon looked like a light bamboo pole in his hand.

The red-armored general raised his hands and feet without any unnecessary movements, all of which were based on his well-honed battle skills. His movements were quick and clean, and every move would cause blood to splatter.

This person was none other than Shingen Takeda, the lord of Kai Province, who was known as the "Tiger of Kai".

Beside Takeda Shingen, there was a young general in white clothes and silver armor, holding a long spear. The shadows of the spear rolled continuously, like raging waves, sweeping away the crowd in circles, with brilliant silver light.

He was Takeda Shingen's lifelong enemy, Nagao Kagetora, who was known as the "Dragon of Echigo".

It is hard to believe that these two mortal enemies would put aside their past grudges, fight together against the enemy, and cooperate so perfectly.

Even Takeda Shingen himself found it quite ridiculous, but the thought of standing shoulder to shoulder with such a hero really made this tiger-like man's blood boil.

During the fight, he and Nagao Kagetora looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling happy.

It can be seen that at this moment, a huge iron spear that was shaking violently and buzzing continuously, accompanied by a cold word, attacked from the front.

"How dare you, Japanese slaves!"

Before Takeda Shingen could even turn around, he was pierced through the body by the iron spear. His whole body was stuck on the ground, blood bubbles gurgling from his throat, and he was unable to speak. It was obvious that there was no way to save him, not even the gods could.

Changwei Jinghu's scalp exploded, the hair on his body stood up, and he retreated dozens of steps.

He turned around and saw an extremely tall and mighty man with eyes as cold as lightning, walking towards him with the gait of a dragon or a tiger.

It was Qi Jiguang who had just dealt with the ambush on the mountain. He walked along with both hands in hand. Without any movement, the pirates along the way fell down like wheat being cut.

Coming to the big iron spear, Qi Jiguang glanced at the corpse that was still alive, and shook the spear slightly with his right hand, shattering the man's heart and lungs.

Just by looking at the highly recognizable appearance and armor, Qi Jiguang could recognize that the corpse was the "Tiger of Kai" who was famous in the Japanese country.

——I, Old Qi, am feared throughout the southeast and have been promoted to the position of General of Taizhou, so I am worthy of being called Qi the Tiger. Who the hell are you to be called the Tiger?

He curled his lips, looked at the serious and even trembling Nagao Kagetora, and grinned:
"You are such a small country, yet you are so arrogant and dare to call yourself a dragon or a tiger. Let me, Old Qi, take a look at what you are capable of!"

Before he could finish his words, Qi Jiguang raised his right hand, picked up the big iron spear, and rushed out with the spear, his body as fast as a horse and his spear as fast as a dragon, piercing Nagao Kagetora's face!
Whether it is for fame, to save life, for revenge, or for profit, no matter what, everyone is working hard and has no time to care about anything else.

But even though the battle was so fierce, there were still two equally powerful men who kept staring at each other and confronting each other, without moving at all.

It was Lu Fang, who was wearing a scarlet dragon robe, and Xu Xing, who had just killed Zhu Polong.

Unconsciously, a piece of open space had been cleared on the sides of the two men. No matter how brutal and chaotic the battlefield was, no one dared to step into it.

After killing Zhu Polong, Xu Xing's face became more rosy, the flames and heat emanating from his skin became more intense, and the yang energy surged, making the people around him feel the temperature rising sharply.

But his expression remained calm. He looked at Lu Fang and said with some regret:

"Eunuch Lu, if you had attacked with them just now, you would have at least had a 50% chance of injuring me more seriously."

Lu Fang casually threw his robe away, revealing a strong and capable physique, which was totally unlike that of an old man. A heat that was not much inferior to Xu Xing's emanated from his body.

He raised his eyebrows and said proudly:
"Will I join forces with the Japanese?"

Lu Fang raised his head and saw Zhu Polong's lifeless body, and couldn't help but look emotional.

“At the beginning, the cabinet unanimously believed that with the ambition shown by this Four Seas Crocodile God, within 20 years, he would definitely choose to rebel and fight with Zhu Laolong and his son.

I didn't expect that he would actually assist Zhu Laolong wholeheartedly, which was really surprising."

Xu Xing said calmly:
“That’s because you misunderstood Zhu Laolong.

Zhu Tiandu is a pure boxer. He just wants to take advantage of the trend of China's land sinking and cutting off the dragon veins to realize the artistic conception of shattering mountains and rivers.

Therefore, no matter how big and powerful Zhu Polong's ambitions are, they will not go their separate ways.

In other words, it was because Zhu Polong had this ambition that Zhu Tiandu was able to succeed, and it was because of Zhu Tiandu's boxing skills that Zhu Polong was able to realize his ambitions.

The old and the young are both indispensable. "

"One old and one young, neither can be missing..."

As he recited these words, Lu Fang suddenly thought of the master and disciple in the palace who were called the king and his subject, seemingly close but actually had their own thoughts, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

I don't know what happened to my master after I left the palace...

Although it has only been two months since he came to the war-torn southeast, when Lu Fang thinks back to the days in the palace, he inexplicably feels as if it were a thing of his previous life.

Forget it, forget it...

Thinking of this, Lu Fang showed a relieved look and stretched out one hand.

"Xu Dasheng, please."

Xu Xing nodded slightly, indicating that he could take action.

Lu Fang shouted in a deep voice, and his already twisted body expanded and stretched out again. The energy and blood in his body surged and the sound was so loud that it even drowned out the surging sea tide.

He took a step forward, and scarlet blood oozed from the corners of his eyes and flesh. The blood condensed into drops of beads as big as longan, which fell on the beach, creating deep and heavy dents.

It was as if Lu Fang's blood was no longer liquid, but more like a heavy, slow flow, with the dynamics of mercury slurry, condensed, and the weight of lead.

Speaking of the skill of blood refining, Lu Fang is not much different from Xu Xing. He has cultivated a body of immortal blood with his mortal body. In alchemy, this state is also called "mercury and lead flowers".

With such energy and blood driving his body, Lu Fang's speed was naturally incredibly fast.

He took a step forward, and his body shattered the rain curtain, forming white streaks that lingered around his body, like ribbons of heavenly clothing, dancing in the air, with an indescribable beauty.

This is because Lu Fang exerted too much strength, moved too fast, and his body temperature was too high, which evaporated and burned the rainwater, resulting in this phenomenon.

Lu Fang completely incorporated his style and aura as an internal minister into this last punch of his life, and he displayed a spirit that was so upright and upright as to be almost ostentatious.

At this moment, it seemed that what was hitting us was not a fist, nor a person, but a city.

A city that is magnificent, beautiful, extremely bright and beautiful, yet also extremely gloomy and twisted.

This city is naturally the imperial city!

Lu Fang was a talented young man specially selected by the East Factory. He was sent to the palace to learn martial arts as soon as he was born. When the time came, he was castrated to serve as an inner guard.

It can be said that the focus and axis of his life is this city with strict rules. He has witnessed the prosperity here and also the ugliness inside.

In the end, Lu Fang even completely dissolved his existence into this imperial city, and completely became an integral part of the powerful collective of the Ming Dynasty, thereby sharing the power and glory of this collective.

This is Lu Fang’s fist style——Purple Wall Emperor’s Palace!
Faced with such a punch and such power, even though Xu Xing was suffering from the burning of fire, he did not dodge or retreat at all, but chose the most resolute frontal attack.

This was the final respect Xu Xing gave to Lu Fang.

He raised his brows, and struck with his left hand, and pushed and slapped with his right hand. His moves were ordinary, but when he raised his hands and feet, a sense of pride rose up into the sky and filled the world.

This momentum is both in harmony with the void and out of this world. It is like the Great Sage Hun Tian who takes pleasure in avenging his enemies, traveling across 90,000 miles without the constraints of heaven and earth. It is also like the eagle-bodied Buddha sitting on a lotus platform, preaching the Dharma and saving all living beings.

The Great Sage is me, the Vajra King is me, and the Buddha is still me!
What kind of rules, what kind of dynasty, can restrain such a person?
Lu Fang had no answer.

So he was defeated, and defeated completely.

His lower abdomen was hit by Xu Xing's right hand, and the power of his palm shook his whole body, causing all his internal organs to rupture. His head was lightly flicked by Xu Xing's left hand, and the power penetrated his body and went straight into the Baihui acupoint, terminating his life.

However, Lu Fang did not fall down. His face was calm and composed, as if he had once again become the "old ancestor" who had everything under control, was unfathomable, had a dark and unclear mind, and made all the civil and military officials confused.

Xu Xing withdrew his hand and sighed.

"With your talent, if you were not a eunuch, it would not be impossible for you to enter the Immortal Realm."

Lu Fang smiled slightly.

"People like us practice boxing just to serve our masters. It doesn't matter whether we knock on the door of immortals or not. But..."

As he spoke, his teeth fell out one by one, but Lu Fang didn't care at all. He just turned his head and looked towards the north with a faint smile.

"It's a bit regrettable..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Fang's heartbeat and breathing stopped.

Although his body refining level was high, it was not as high as Zhu Tiandu's after all. After taking Xu Xing's full-strength punch head-on, he was naturally doomed to fail.

At this point, the two major internal and external pillars supporting the Ming Dynasty in martial arts have all collapsed, and the era of changing the world and severing the dragon veins seems to be just around the corner.

However, compared to the Ming Dynasty, the first to perish was the pirate kingdom created by Zhu Tiandu and the Japanese slaves who tried to invade the Central Plains by taking advantage of their small strength!
(End of this chapter)