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Chapter 165 Shikigami
In terms of arrogance, I believe there are few people of his age who are more reckless than Zhao Sanyuan.

But when it comes to his mind, Zhao Sanyuan deserves the nickname Lao Yinbi.

As for how he switches, it all depends on his mental state at the time.

Why bother bothering yourself when you can solve it easily?

Just fuck it and be done with it.

On the contrary, naturally you have to use some means.

Looking at Lao Kang's changes during this period, we can see that many of his underhanded tricks were learned from Zhao Sanyuan.

The fireball wrapped in red cloth was just a feint.

When Wan Duzi saw the Jiedao curse cloth, Zhao Sanyuan had no time to wipe the strong alcohol from the corner of his mouth. He endured the burning sensation in his throat and pulled the Jiedao with both hands.

"fight!"

In an instant, the fireball split into countless pieces and exploded towards Wan Duzi like fireworks.

So what if you know magic?

To put it bluntly, it is all to confuse the enemy.

You can do it, and so can I!

Wan Duzi looked at the countless small fireballs that exploded in front of him. Even though their fire intensity was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye due to the heavy rain, it would definitely not be a good result if they hit the body with black and blue.

Too late to think about it.

He bit his thumb and smeared the blood from his fingertip on the inside of the oil-paper umbrella to draw a large arc. He chanted the incantation while holding the oil-paper umbrella in front of him.

bang bang bang bang-

As expected, these small fireballs were anything but ordinary. Ordinary oil-paper umbrellas would have been blown to pieces. Wan Duzi was so surprised that he reacted so quickly.

Sly, sly!
But that's just cunning.

If it were him, he would definitely seize the opportunity to launch the third stage of the attack.

Ha, still too young.

When Wan Duzi laughed at Zhao Sanyuan for his lack of experience, the sinister smile on his lips froze in an instant.

He watched helplessly as the tip of a knife pierced the oil-paper umbrella.

The gap is getting bigger!

The light of the sword is getting brighter and brighter!
Zhao Sanyuan actually collided with countless small fireballs, and broke open the strange umbrella that had been 'reinforced' with one knife.

It is true that the wind and rain tonight have greatly reduced the power of the fire attack, but Zhao Sanyuan had never thought of using this move to make the final decision.

The flames singed the ends of his hair and burned his neck and cheeks.

Zhao Sanyuan was completely unaware, staring intently at Wan Duzi and stabbing him directly in the heart with his sword.

It is somewhat different from the fighting style between Lao Kang and Gou Shenxu inside the courtyard wall.

Although the fight here is also in full swing, it is more about scheming and every move seems to be a routine.

Seeing Jie Dao getting closer and closer to his chest, and Zhao Sanyuan rushing through the rain curtain with murderous intent, Wan Duzi knew that he could not withstand this fatal blow with his body.

As the saying goes, both sides are fighting for their own good, thinking about defeat before winning.

When Wan Duzi raised the umbrella before, his other hand had already held a small object in advance to prepare for emergencies.

A blue magatama.

The blood from the thumb has already soaked it.

Ding!
Crisp and harsh.

Zhao Sanyuan's killing knife hit Wan Duzi's chest, but it only pierced through the clothes. The opponent's body was not damaged at all, as if it was stabbed on a stone.

Is it the art of sending a blow?
Or practice kung fu horizontally?

Nothing!
Countless speculations came to mind in an instant.

But after the impact of the sword, Zhao Sanyuan's body rushed forward due to the force of inertia.

I secretly wanted to be evil, because I didn't expect that the other party would have so many evil intentions.

What method will Wan Duzi use next?
Is that the folding fan?
Or take out other weird magic weapons?

What form will the attack take?
How should I respond in the first place?
Until Zhao Sanyuan saw the guy showing Duzi's left hand, he was a little confused for a moment and almost couldn't believe his eyes.

Wan Duzi had a sneer on his lips.

At such a close distance, any spell is just fancy, how can a cold weapon be so clean and simple?
Wakizashi!

A Japanese sword only one foot long!

The blade was pitch black with no reflection at all, it must have been coated with some kind of poison!
It can be seen from this that the inherent concept is not advisable.

As for Onmyoji, most people in Yanhuang have never encountered them, let alone know their habits well.

In addition to all kinds of magical weapons, Onmyojis are also good at magic swords, tachi, bows and arrows, staffs, naginata, thorns, wooden sticks and other cold weapons. Especially after more than 100 years of chaos in the village, the island is extremely chaotic, Yin and Yang In order to protect themselves, the division specializes in the mastery of cold weapons.

After all, more craftsmanship means more safety.

Imagine that everyone thinks you are an expert in all kinds of magic, but at the critical moment of the duel, you unexpectedly pull out a machine gun. Your opponent will definitely be shocked.

The distance was so close that Wan Duzi's dagger was at his side in an instant, and he could already imagine the beautiful scene of his abdomen being cut open.

Admittedly, Zhao Sanyuan was really shocked.

He almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

No way, I was teased.

I was actually very nervous when I fell into Wan Duzi's routine.

but!
Do you think your mother can use some evil magic to engage in close combat with me?

What a coincidence!
Stomp on the ground and collapse!

Zhao Sanyuan used his forward momentum to turn danger into good fortune, and bumped his shoulder into Wan Duzi's chest.

Open the door to Bajiquan!

Iron Mountain!
With one blow, Wan Duzi was knocked off the ground by his feet and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. The ribs in his hand also lost their accuracy at this moment and rubbed against Zhao Sanyuan's waist.

What do you mean by hitting the muzzle?
Wan Duzi gave a textbook-like presentation.

He thought he could catch him by surprise, but unexpectedly, after Zhao Sanyuan was beaten with a set of Bajiquan by his old boss, Tie Qiao, he had become an expert in close combat and suddenly took advantage of the situation to attack from defense.

In an instant, Wan Duzi was beaten until he was dizzy. He could vaguely guess from the boxing skills, but because the attack and defense changed so quickly, Wan Duzi thought it was Zhao Sanyuan who had secret helpers who suddenly descended from the sky.

Who does Bajiquan?
Zhao Sanyuan succeeded with one move, and did not let Wan Duzi escape his control at all. He wrapped his arms around the opponent and brought him back, then hit him with an elbow in the heart!
With his arms wrapped around his elbows, he forced the door open!
To hold, to hold, to carry, to lift, to carry, to wrap.

The six attacks continued one after another, holding Wan Duzi in front of him and beating him wildly.

Do you play with knives?I don’t know how to box?
But the geographical inconvenience.

The power of Bajiquan is exerted on the waist and feet. Now that the heavy rain is heavy and the feet are muddy, the power of Bajiquan has been weakened too much.

Otherwise, even a man covered in tendons would have to be beaten to the ground by Zhao Sanyuan.

Just like this time, after stepping out of the lunge, I stepped on a big puddle. Not to mention using the strength, I couldn't even stand steady, and I almost fell to my knees.

The good opportunity came so suddenly that Wan Duzi thought he would be hammered to death. Seeing that Zhao Sanyuan was short, he would miss the good opportunity. He rolled and crawled back, completely psychologically shadowed by the Baji Fist.

Needless to say, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his ribs were broken several times, and he didn't care where the short knife was thrown.

Pulling two feet away, Wan Duzi glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that all the ghosts he had captured were scattered by Hu Xuefeng, and he realized that he was completely at a disadvantage.

After finishing his hatred, he finally understood that Zhao Sanyuan did not have a helper, and it was this kid who beat him all the time.

Is this also included in your calculations?
insidious!

But in the conscience of heaven and earth, Zhao Sanyuan really didn't think this far, and was just rushing to the end.

Wan Duzi's successive moves were all resolved by this one immortal, and his anger and confusion were about to reach their peak.

Who is it! ?
This kid is obviously heading for Sunjiawan, or even Qian Mansion. Does he know that Onmyoji is going to cause trouble here?

The first thing he thought of must be the people of Da Chongjiu. The onmyojis of the Summoning Soul Shrine all knew that the only organization in Yanhuang Realm that could compete with the Soul Summoning Shrine was the Da Chongjiu.

But Yanhuang has so far been in bulk, and Da Chongjiu is more active in the southern part of Yanhuang. Its influence north of the Yellow River is extremely low, let alone the distant land outside the customs.

Or is it that the top officials of the Feng Faction have secretly reached some kind of cooperative relationship with Da Chongjiu?

If this is the case, things will be big!

As we all know, Da Chongjiu is affiliated to the southern regime and no one in power benefits. Da Chongjiu dares to have contact with the top officials of the Feng clique?

Countless possibilities flashed through his mind, but there was no time for Wan Duzi to think about it. The most important thing at the moment was to deal with the one person and one immortal in front of him.

Can only use a trick!

The folding fan in his hand opened again, revealing the other side of the folding fan.What was drawn was very abstract and a complete mess.

Although the night rain made the visibility very low, Zhao Sanyuan could still clearly see the mess moving strangely on the fan.

At this time, Uncle Feng held Zhao Sanyuan's shoulders elegantly.

"A dog jumps over the wall in a hurry. The more times like this, the more calm you have to be to see how big a storm he can make."

So far, I still don’t fully understand the specific level of Onmyoji, and I don’t know how many of the bottom-of-the-box Xiehu techniques are useless.

No matter what, stability comes first. The safety of the disciples is always the first priority, and everything else is secondary.

In fact, Zhao Sanyuan really didn't know what was going on at this time. What he was most concerned about now was Lao Kang in the Qian Mansion. Because the sound of rain obscured many sounds, he didn't know what was going on inside.

However, Wan Duzi's incantations were much louder than before, as if he was crying in mourning.

"Let's take a snack. We are in the midst of a war, don't you know? Xiaokang is more capable and reliable than you. Let's just take care of ourselves." Uncle Feng pulled back Zhao Sanyuan's neck and asked him to look directly at Wan Duzi.

The friendly interaction between one person and one immortal was definitely more uncomfortable for Wan Duzi than giving him a few electric cannons.

Is it really that easy?

After all, he is also the official Onmyoji of the Summoning Shrine!
Either way!

Next, I will let you know what is the most terrifying thing about Yin and Yang.

The mess on the fan became more and more distorted. When it reached a certain critical point, Wan Duzi made strange screams continuously. The strange folding fan flipped faster and faster in the air, and the semicircular afterimage looked like a complete prototype.

"Uh----"

A dull and low roar came.

A strange object was found from the remnant image of the folding fan.

The body is bloated and the skin is dull.

One leg, headless, three hands.

It's about the size of a car.

The problem is that it has no head. Where does it growl from?

Farted?
Of course Zhao Sanyuan didn't know what this ghost thing was.

God formula!

Ancient cage man!
This is an ancient technique originating from the Japanese country.

Those who are in style are servants.

Shikigami can be understood as serving gods. As the name suggests, they are various spirits and ghosts that serve their masters.
This technique was pioneered by the first great onmyoji, Abe Seimei. It is said that there are 72 types of shikigami, which can be divided into 36 outsiders and [-] upper ones. Kolongou is one of the outsiders.

The medium of shikigami is mostly specially treated paper, and it can also be summoned using other magic weapons. In addition to living creatures and ghosts, legend has it that even the souls of living people can become shikigami.

To a certain extent, it is similar to some of Yanhuang's spells, such as summoning earthly immortals or driving ghosts.

Whether this technique was learned from Grandpa Yanhuang back then is still a mystery.

But some clues can be seen from another angle.

Shikigami is not omnipotent, it has a very big shortcoming.

Eater!

Once the power of the caster is greatly reduced, the shikigami will most likely betray the master, and even kill the master first to add to the fun.

A similar form is quite similar to that of Ban Wu Ram, which is easy to use, but has a lot of backbone.

So how much connection there is between the two can only be said to be in the eye of the beholder.

But Zhao Sanyuan didn't know anything about this.

He stared straight at the strange thing emerging from the strange folding fan.

Look left and right, then left and right again.

Finally, I couldn't help but ask my old immortal.

"Uncle Feng, is this the pickled cabbage vat becoming a spirit?"

"I'm not sure. I know very little about Japanese things, but"

"But what?"

Uncle Feng said seriously: "But as far as I know, the Japanese don't have sauerkraut jars, right? They don't know how to pickle sauerkraut, a high-end material."

"Yes." Zhao Sanyuan was convinced.

Putting aside the damn thing's one leg and three hands, it does feel like a god.

The problem is that it's really not a sauerkraut tank, it just looks like it.

After Wan Duzi summoned the shikigami, he had a arrogant expression on his face, but he almost got angry after hearing this conversation between one person and one immortal.

Very insulting!
Ancient cage man!Does the ancient cage man who has been passed down for generations understand?Just by looking at the name, you can tell it’s a lantern!
You are the sauerkraut tank, and you and your fox fairy are both sauerkraut tanks!
There was no point in talking, and Wan Duzi didn't bother to explain. After taking the fallen folding fan, he immediately ordered the shikigami to strike first.

It must be admitted that Gulongweng didn't look too oppressive, and he looked very bloated, but his speed was extremely fast and he disappeared in an instant.

No one can become an Onmyoji for free. The threshold is to be able to control a powerful shikigami. Especially after the Meiji Restoration, the Onmyoji system collapsed. Being able to be re-employed by the Summoning Shrine and continue to resume his old career has proven his strength.

After Zhao Sanyuan saw the Ancient Cage Man disappearing, he thought it was like the previous black lantern that could teleport. He immediately looked around, but he didn't see where the Ancient Cage Man had gone.

on top!
The reaction came over, but it was still a step too slow. After Uncle Feng noticed in advance that the Ancient Cage Man appeared in the sky directly above and fell heavily, he immediately dragged Zhao Sanyuan back.

Rumbling--

The mud is flying!

The water is choppy!

The ancient cage man hit the ground hard with a terrifying force.

If it really gets smashed, it will be shattered to pieces.

Zhao Sanyuan immediately realized that although the things summoned by Wan Duzi's magic were invisible to ordinary people, they could actually destroy other entities.

From this point of view, there is no difference from the Earth Immortal.

tricky!

But more difficult things are coming!

The Ancient Cage Man missed his attack, and a dim light burst out from his bloated body. But to Zhao Sanyuan, it was like watching a high-power revolving lantern at close range. He was suddenly dizzy and saw countless strange scenes in an instant, which was hard to guard against.

After paralyzing Zhao Sanyuan, the single foot of the Ancient Cage Man standing on the ground seemed to be a spring compressed to the extreme. When it collapsed and flew away, the speed was outrageous.

Fortunately, Uncle Feng, the leader of the four protectors, saw that his disciple had no choice but to be attacked, and immediately pulled him away from the sharp attack.

It was also the first time for Uncle Feng to face the little devil's shikigami. Even though he thought of many ways to deal with it, his disciple was in a mortal body and it was too difficult to deal with the ancient cage man.

Tied up the upper body?

It is not meaningful.

The essence of tying up the orifices is to use external forces from the Immortal Family for one's own use. It is still based on the disciple's mortal body. If you really want to tie up the orifices, the risk of doing it head-on is extremely high.

Lead your disciples to capture the thieves and capture the king first?

The success rate is too low.

Although Gulongweng is fast, his actions are not aggressive. He is in a position where he can retreat at any time to protect the calf.

There is only one choice left.

Uncle Feng blew out a smoke ring and blew it on Zhao Sanyuan's forehead to wake him up, trying to be concise and to the point.

"Boy, let me count to three. When the time comes, you will open your eyes again. You will know what to do next."

Zhao Sanyuan was full of questions.

What number?

Not counting.

"one!"

"No, Uncle Feng, please first--"

"two!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Sanyuan suddenly felt himself being thrown away with great force, the hem of his clothes rustled, and the skin on his face trembled in the wind.

"three!"

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(End of this chapter)