Republic of China

Chapter 294 Faith
The ancients said: Master Meng has the awe-inspiring spirit, Fan Wenzhenggong has the virtue to help the world, Guo Ziyi has the blessing of virtue, Zhuge Wuhou has the wisdom to reverse the situation, Ouyang Yongshu has the talent to write, and Li Deyu has the ability to control the economy. Strength, Zhao Zilong has the courage to help people in danger, these are all great weapons.

During his lifetime, he was the heroic Zhao Lie's humerus and the tiger minister of Ji Han.

Behind him is the Biaoxiu of Yanzhao, a famous figure in a hundred generations, and the true king of the Taoist court.

The God of War, Dharma Prime Minister, stood majestic and drank the mantra with Zhao Sanyuan.

"I share the same philosophy and stand shoulder to shoulder with you!"

"The world is settled, everyone is rebelling!"

Even though they were at a certain distance, the roar was so powerful that it made the two-headed dragon of Varak retreat backwards, making it difficult to see the sharp edge.

As soon as they met, he was unwilling to be at a disadvantage, and Valak's shadow roared at the Dharma behind Zhao Sanyuan.

Perhaps the calmest and most reassuring person present was Xiao Shuanzi.

Looking at his third uncle and the Martial God Faxiang, it seemed that everything was as it should be, as it should be, especially after seeing his third uncle wearing that white cloak. Work hard together.

And Comrade Lao Wa had to re-examine this Eastern friend. He was more mysterious and powerful than imagined.

Although he didn't know what kind of technique it was, he still said that he could never change from his sect. The transformation of the God of War made Walter sure that if Zhao Sanyuan was an Orthodox Christian, he would at least be at the level of a high priest.

As expected, the mysterious Eastern country should never be underestimated. Its foundation is far deeper than foreigners imagined. Fortunately, it is not an enemy, otherwise Walter would not be sure of victory at all, and it would be 50-50 at best.

Looking back at Zhao Sanyuan, the state of impeachment and summoning of gods can be described as killing people and killing Buddhas.

About the cards?
That Western evil god named Laozi is quite outrageous and evil in nature.

But in the final analysis, the foreign aid everyone hired was to log in from another place to see who was more awesome.

Besides, there is no time to waste, every minute and every second has to be paid.

Therefore, Zhao Sanyuan chose to take the lead in the fight, holding a two-foot-long silver spear in both hands and sweeping through thousands of troops. The eyes of the God of War and Dharma Prime were shining with brilliance, and he imitated the sweep with the spear, and there was a faint sound of the drums beating in the battle array.

Valak's shadow was actually in a semi-conscious state. In the past, he had either dealt with blond rappers or bad old men with Bibles in their hands. He had never seen the true God on the Yanhuang Earth.

Until the Martial God Dharma came last and struck first, Valak's shadow could only respond passively.

Although they are all logged in from different places, the Internet speed is still different. No matter how you say that Nangong Auxiliary Zhenjun is a native believer of Yanhuang, where do you, the Western evil god, come from? Do you dare to make a mistake?

The two-headed dragon flapped its wings, raised its head high, and sprayed out something unknown from its breath. Gray vortices appeared one after another nine feet away, with discs flipping in them.

When the Martial God's Silver Spear swept through the vortex area, the disk became virtual and solid, and the former's brilliance was quickly consumed.

In the end, the Silver Spear of the God of War disintegrated and the Varak disc was shattered. The fight was evenly matched and no one could do anything to the other.

But then the gap between the two sides began to gradually widen.

It was expected that Zhao Sanyuan would miss a move. If he were a country chicken and a dog, the missionary in white would not be so pretentious.

The continuous offensive and the overwhelming combos are Zhao Sanyuan's style.

The sword in his right hand pointed directly at the starry sky. The God of War held up the silver spear and disintegrated it in his palm. Countless rays of light quickly condensed on Valak's head.

First the hilt, then the sword grid, and then the longer and longer cyan sword body.

Zhao Sanyuan shouted loudly, and the green sword in the sky dropped towards Valak's head.

It looked like he was falling very slowly, but Valak couldn't move even half a step, as if he was being suppressed by an invisible force.

On the other hand, the child who is the container of the body has long been unconscious and cannot control his own body, let alone control the evil god.

Zhao Sanyuan, on the other hand, is completely the opposite. It is the Dharma that moves with people, and when one thinks clearly, it is not only the medium that carries the charm, but also the leader of the unity of nature and man.

After Valak's phantom found that he could not escape from the Blue Light Divine Sword, the trapped child began to utter demonic curses. The heads of the two-headed dragon under the seat were intertwined with each other like a hemp flower in Jinmen, with two huge mouths facing upwards. Seeing the bottom, it seems to swallow up this world.

Swallowing the world is just bragging.

How can the thunderous sword of the God of War be taken lightly?
A palm-sized five-pointed star array condensed above the giant mouth, which was almost the same as the magic circle that summoned it, even the curse lines on the edges were similar.

One, two, three
More and more pentagrams are stacked, and the diameter increases as they go up.

But it seems to be of no use.

boom! boom! ! boom! ! !

With a huge roar, the five-pointed star array shattered one by one. The blue light divine sword was invincible, and any existence that wanted to stop it would fall apart.

The sound of the explosion was so real that it could be heard clearly from miles away. The nearest Boye villagers were awakened and thought it was a cannon fire nearby, so they hid in their beds and shivered.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, the missionary in white didn't care much. He sacrificed his most precious magic weapon and threw it at Valak's shadow.

A dagger.

Even if the sharpness can blow and break hair, it seems that it will not be of much use at this time.

But that doesn’t include the black gemstone on the handle!

Lao Wa, who was standing in the distance, knew how important that thing was, so he responded immediately and offered a piece of fire emblem, which was a good thing that could only be given by Eastern Buddhist priests.

"Don't interfere!"

Zhao Sanyuan kept his sword pointing down, as if the eyes in the back of his head had discovered Walter and wanted to help.

If it had been in the past, there would have been no reason to refuse. After all, Lao Wa was a kind man, unlike those foreign devils on the market. It would be best if he could solve the problem as soon as possible.

But no!
At least not this time!
From the beginning to the end, the missionary in white never looked down upon the Yanhuang people, and only regarded Lao Wa as his opponent.

If Walter helps, who will win then? Who is this tone fighting for?
I keep my word!

The sun never sets?
The damn day will not kill you!
After hearing this, Walter really gave up helping. He knew a lot about Yanhuang culture, and he also asked himself that he knew a little about Zhao Sanyuan and understood the inner persistence of this Eastern friend.

After such a delay, the black gem on the dagger actually melted into a handful of black water and watered Valak's shadow.

Suddenly, the lawn within a radius of five feet disappeared, and instead burned with black fire, and evil black quicksand covered it along with Valak's shadow.

"Roar--!!!"

With the blessing, Valak's strength greatly increased. The two-headed dragon sprayed black fire from its mouth and passed through the five-pointed star array to burn the blue-light divine sword.

If you look closely, you will find that there are fine cracks on the blade, black fire fiercely attacks along the cracks, and the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by the ant nest.

This was not over yet. One after another, indescribable evil spirits stood up from the quicksand at Valak's feet and attacked the God of War.

For a time, he was trapped in the formation of thousands of troops and couldn't extricate himself.

But Zhao Sanyuan's eyes were as cold as knives, unmoved.

I am a common man from Yan and Huang, but I don’t have much ability. I just want to fight for a breath! It’s not about proving how strong you are! But I want to tell you bunch of foreign devils! It’s not like there are no men in Yanhuang!

The right hand is on top, the left hand is on the bottom, the top of the head hangs, and the acupoints under the armpits are used.

Zhao Sanyuan also showed his other trump card.

The outer circle is black, the center is red, and a few rows of small, blurry characters read the commander of the Liaodong capital in the 46th year of the Wanli reign of the Ming Dynasty.

General Order!
A mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue was sprayed on the troop deployment sign, with swords pointed at the dragons and phoenixes dancing, and the order written in capital letters.

"Master Tian Lei, dragon and tiger fight!"

"The sun and moon illuminate me clearly!"

"Brothers from all families, put on your strong armor again!"

"Practice the spear and take my orders!"

"Earth and territory, divine soldiers and divine generals!"

"Officers and soldiers, generals, saints within and kings without!"

Suddenly the earth thundered, and the starry night was dark. Walter suddenly looked back after realizing something.

I saw countless armored warriors in the apricot forest behind me!
They were like a defeated army. Their armor was badly damaged, most of their weapons were broken, and even their flags were in tatters. But they moved forward unwaveringly, rushing towards the horde of evil spirits summoned by Valak.

It's like two turbulent waves colliding with each other, and the splashing waves are like people flipping over.

During the execution of Impeachment and Summoning All Gods, the Yin soldiers were mobilized to assist, making Zhao Sanyuan even more weak, his eyes blurred, and he could vaguely see the huge figure of Varak, and the silent charge of Ming Dynasty's loyal soul.

Zhao Sanyuan tried his best to press down the sword finger again.

Boom——Boom——

Two more five-pointed star formations were shattered.

At this moment, there was only one magic circle left above Valak's head, but it was difficult to cross the thunder pool, and Zhao Sanyuan gradually became unable to do what he wanted.

Suddenly, a childish tune came.

"Since ancient times, heroes have always emerged from the mountains!"

"The hero is Zhao Zilong!"

"Zilong is one of the five tiger generals!"

"He is known as General Huwei and Chidanzhong!"

"Both wise and brave, both have bright eyes!"

"A bright silver gun in your hand!"

"There's a white dragon horse on my crotch!"

"Silver helmet and silver armor show pride!"

"Changbanpo rides alone to save Adou!"

"Open the city gate and spread out the maze to show off his fame!"

Xiao Shuanzi sang more and more hoarsely, and finally almost roared. He looked at his third uncle and the god he admired most with tears on his face.

He didn't know what his immature mind was thinking, but he thought of the shadow puppet show he had watched countless times.

I want to use the lyrics praising Zhao Zilong to cheer me up, because every time the shadow puppet show reaches this stage, it must be the time when Zhao Zilong shows off his power.

Miraculously, as Xiao Shuanzi sang the lyrics, the blue-light divine sword regained its sharp edge and fell fiercely, piercing the final five-pointed star array and cracking it.

The power of faith lies in piety.

The techniques used to summon the gods passed down to today are very different from the oldest version. Zhao Sanyuan borrowed the power of faith.

When it comes to faith, who can compare to Xiao Shuanzi?

No one can admire Zhao Zilong better than him, it is pure and clear from the bottom of his heart.

"Shut up!!!"

Kong Xia slapped Xiao Shuanzi on the face.

She was not blind, so even if she couldn't guess the reason, she could still tell that something was wrong.

Regardless of what the real situation is, this little brat must not be allowed to continue singing.

If she could, of course she wanted to strangle Xiao Shuanzi directly, but she was very scared, very scared. She was afraid that Zhao Sanyuan could really defeat the Western missionaries. How could she save her life without the hostages?

So Kong Xia only dared to slap Xiao Shuanzi, but did not dare to actually kill Xiao Shuanzi.

But Xiao Shuanzi's bones were worse than expected. Even if he lost two teeth, even if he was choked again, he didn't give up and still tried his best in his own way.

In the near future, Kong Xia will regret her hesitation for the rest of her life. She is afraid that she will accidentally strangle Xiao Shuanzi to death, causing the latter to have difficulty continuing the lyrics.

".Cao's army collapsed in the Han River"

"Go, go, go, go, go, go."

". He is full of courage, he is like a dragon flying in the clouds."

"Hongzhen hero is a true hero who has been born and died."

Zhao Sanyuan smiled.

He has never been more grateful to God than he is now. He is grateful to God for allowing him to learn how to summon all the gods and allowing him to perform the summons for all gods tonight in front of an ordinary child.

The body and spirit are still weak, but the brilliance of the martial god's Dharma is more powerful than before, with angry eyes and roars.

"kill!!!"

With a loud bang, the green light divine sword broke through the last five-pointed star formation, and severed the neck of the two-headed dragon with one sword!

The loyal souls of the Ming Dynasty who were transferred saw their master defeat the enemy, and their morale was greatly boosted. They killed the evil spirits like wind and clouds!

However, the fierceness added by the missionary in white prevented Valak from being fatally injured. Two ferocious dragon heads grew out of the severed slender neck again, spitting out black energy and killing Zhao Sanyuan.

"My eldest nephew sang well! Let's do another verse!" Zhao Sanyuan was not afraid at all. He faced the difficulty with a two-foot long spear in hand.

Xiao Shuanzi's face turned red and he struggled to open Kong Xia's palm.

"The blood stains the robe and the armor is red!"

"Who dares to compete with Dangyang!"

"I have come to the battle to help the Lord in danger!"

"Only Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

“A horse dares to walk alone!”

"Destroy the front and defeat the enemy at will!"

"They all call Feihu brave!"

"Live up to the eternal reputation of a hero!"

At this moment, even a fool can figure out the clue. As Xiao Shuanzi sings loudly, the Martial God Dharma Appearance is completely different from the one just now. The silver snow flowing on his body is dazzling, and the armor lines are becoming more and more... It was clear, even the look in his pupils had more emotions, and he shot through Valak's huge body.

The white-clothed preacher's liver and gallbladder were splitting. He shouted hysterically, "Kill him quickly! Don't let him speak again!"

However, if you put profit first, you will end up with profit.

At this juncture, how could Kong Xia be willing to destroy the last straw?

Xiao Shuanzi is her last life-saving amulet. What if the Western Evil God invited by you guys, the foreign devils, fails?
Therefore, no matter how much the missionary in white scolded him, Kong Xia was completely deaf, as if she had lost her memory and couldn't understand the birdsong.

The missionary in white didn't dare to hesitate and rushed towards Kong Xia as fast as he could. He wanted to kill the little brat with his own hands.

But as soon as he took two steps, Comrade Lao Wa blocked his way.

Mr. Zhao said he was not allowed to take action, but he did not say he was not allowed to block people.

Regardless of other reasons, just for the sake of the child's purity, I will ensure that he is safe tonight.

"you--"

The white missionaries were in a dilemma.

He had long seen how strong Walter was, he was definitely no match for him, and the consequences of a hard fight were obvious.

How to do?
How to do!
The white-clothed missionary didn't know what to do, but Zhao Sanyuan's pace of killing never stopped. The God of War, the Dharma Prime Minister, was as strong as a dragon, and his strings were split by the wind.

He stepped over the two-headed dragon with one foot and stabbed it into the ground with his silver spear.

Zhao Sanyuan spitted a mouthful of bloody phlegm and said with a ferocious smile: "You are a shitty dragon!"

(End of this chapter)