Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 454: The Divine Travels a Hundred Miles (Part )

"Ok?"

With the help of Zhang Dong, the leader of Liuyun Sword in the east of the main city, the battle ended with both sides being destroyed.

At this time, the Japanese prince who was sitting in the center of the altar in Fucheng also felt something and exclaimed in surprise.

"what happened?"

"I was mistaken. I didn't expect that there were so many experts among the Chinese practitioners left in the city besides Wang Yi and these two old guys who were running out of energy. Mr. Yagyu, you didn't know that just now, a Chinese swordsman in the east of the city, using blood as a guide, single-handedly killed more than half of your disciples. Even hundreds of the empire's warriors died, which bought a lot of time for the Chinese refugees and the defeated army to escape."

As he spoke, the Japanese prince spread out his palms, and the blood energy gathered there showed everyone the scene of Zhang Dong's final fatal blow.

At the same time, from the east of the city, streams of blood energy that were much thicker than that of ordinary people also flew over and fell into the coffin. The faces of Zhang Dong and those Japanese warriors could be vaguely seen.

"Hmph, useless fellows. They absorbed so much blood and qi, and were outnumbered but still half of them were killed. They deserve to become a blessing city, and become the nourishment for you and me to further improve our cultivation. But if that's the case, I think there will be masters of Chinese cultivation at the gate where Mr. Hattori, Mr. Kujo and Mr. Takahashi and their people are going to block it."

"It's okay. The Chinese refugees and defeated soldiers in the east of the city can escape. Thanks to these people, Fucheng now has a deeper control over the heaven and earth qi in the main city area. The same is true for me. It will be more difficult for the Chinese practitioners and Chinese civilians in the other three city gates to escape. But you three, you have to be careful not to capsize in the gutter. Although I can use Fucheng to provide your people with true qi blessings, I can't control the qi of these Chinese practitioners now."

"Your Excellency, please do not worry about us."
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In the north of the main urban area, there is a major transportation route in and out of the north, a highway.

The military significance is obvious, but the roads of this period are not the highways paved with asphalt in later generations.

Except for some parts of the road surface in the cities at both ends of the starting and ending points that are experimentally paved with asphalt, most of the entire highway is a gravel surface or a mud-bound gravel surface.

It would be more appropriate to call it an official road or a post road rather than a highway.

Not to mention that since the defeat in the Battle of Shanghai, the Japanese army had been defeated in battles along the way south, which had destroyed some sections of the road or converted them for military use.

But precisely because of this, there is a glimmer of hope.

Because this road is not flat, and some sections are intertwined with country roads, as long as they can break through the Japanese blockade at the city gate and turn into a small road, they can escape the pursuit of the Japanese army by relying on their familiarity with the local roads.

The people responsible for breaking out from Zhongshan Gate were the Quanxing disciples led by Master Jin Guang.

But they also encountered the most severe resistance.

After all, as the throat of the city, how could the Japanese army in the city not send heavy troops to guard it.

More importantly, as Fucheng gradually takes shape, the means used by these extraordinary people are being greatly reduced.

There was a golden light in the city, moving as fast as a rabbit, with an unpredictable trajectory.

Neither the hail of bullets nor the magical powers could hit it at all.

Just as the golden light passed through numerous blockades and was about to pass through the heavily guarded city gate, it seemed to have hit an invisible cage, turned back in mid-air, moved around several times, and fell down again, revealing the figure of Master Golden Light.

"Master, how is it?"

"No, these Japanese beasts are getting more and more in control of Fucheng. Now even the heaven and earth energy in this city has become an invisible cage. It is simply wishful thinking for me to break it with my own strength."

“Fuck! What should I do now? I can risk my life and die, but I can never wait to die. I can’t escape with these guys anyway, so I might as well fight them here.”

Hearing that Master Jin Guang, with his amazing escape skills, was unable to break through the blockade, Quan Xing, who was following them, also became angry.

To be frank, they are willing to follow Master Jin Guang and risk their lives in this city. To put it bluntly, they still have some conscience in their hearts.

They couldn't bear to be traitors to the Japanese, but they didn't want to just sit there and wait to be shot by the Japanese troops attacking from both sides.

Especially since they were carrying these refugees with them, when they thought of the outcome, they simply abandoned these refugees. Some of them rushed out like headless flies, wanting to drag a few more Japanese soldiers to be buried with them before they died.

"Don't be stupid, come back!"

Seeing his fellow Quan Xing disciple doing something stupid, Master Jin Guang spoke out to stop them, but Quan Xing was originally a sect composed of a bunch of headless flies. Normally, Master Jin Guang could still use his status as a famous figure to command a few of them, but at this time, no one would listen to him, and it all depended on self-awareness.

In just a short while, half of Quan Xing spontaneously rushed out and fought with the Japanese troops and Shinto people who surrounded them.

The sound of fighting suddenly arose, but Master Jin Guang knew that the sound would disappear in just a quarter of an hour, and those who were left would be trapped like turtles in a jar.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Although some of the clear-headed Quan Xing people did not take the initiative to attack, they also understood that even if they hid here and did nothing, they would still die. They could only pin their hopes on Master Jin Guang, the old man in this world, to see if he had any way to break the impasse.

"What should I do? I have no choice. This Fucheng method is so overbearing. Once it is formed, anyone who is not recognized by Fucheng will be refined in this city even if he is made of iron, unless there is external interference. Wait, where is Lao Huang? Where did Lao Huang go?"

Master Jin Guang looked at the Quan Xing people who stayed behind and found that another Quan Xing master, Huang Yifa, who was good at painting the magical armor and horse, was missing.

"Mr. Huang? I didn't see him. I didn't see him either. I'm afraid he didn't rush out with the guys in front."

"How could that be? Mr. Huang's methods are not as good as the master's. What else can he do except being more agile?"

"Hey, Master? Listen, the noise outside has become much quieter."

"It seems that I still underestimated the blessing that Fucheng gave to these Japanese beasts. They didn't even last a quarter of an hour."

"Master, look, what is this?"

Following the finger of the Quan Xing sect disciple, Master Jin Guang also saw that at both ends of the block where they were hiding, a circular purple light curtain fell upside down, cutting off all their retreat routes while shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"These Japanese beasts really want to refine us all and turn us into nutrients for Fucheng. Everyone, don't hold back, use your true energy to stop them!"

After saying that, Master Jin Guang took the lead, standing on the roof, releasing his true Qi, shooting at the purple light curtain that was gradually surrounding them. The other Quanxing followed suit, using all their strength to resist the approach of the purple light curtain.

And through this purple light curtain, Master Jin Guang could also see a group of Onmyojis wearing colorful feather robes and with distinct classes outside the light curtain, holding magical tools, chanting spells, and constantly applying pressure to the light curtain in front of them.

The Japanese soldiers who were responsible for protecting them threw the bodies of the Quanxing sect members who had just rushed out and were surrounded and killed by the Japanese troops and these Onmyojis into the slowly shrinking light curtain.

"Master, why don't these Japanese beasts shoot us?"

"Didn't you hear me? They want to trap us here and turn us into nutrients for Fucheng."

"Refine? Is this possible?"

"How is it impossible? You have practiced for half your life in vain. Have you never heard that the human body is a great medicine and the world is a furnace? The Qi of heaven and earth in this city is so dense that if the city lord can activate it, it is not difficult to refine the human body out of thin air. Now these Japanese beasts outside are the boys who fan the flames. They want to make the fire here more intense so that they can completely turn us into great medicine to further their cultivation."

"So is there a way to hold it like this?"

"I can't help it, but if you don't want to die too quickly and be tortured before you die, then hold on!"

"Yes!"

Following Master Jin Guang's words, the remaining Quan Xing also released their true Qi together with Master Jin Guang to resist the approach of the purple light curtain.

A fatal tug-of-war broke out with the Onmyoji of Mishinto outside the light curtain.

Below them were a group of refugees and defeated soldiers who could only sit and wait for death, praying for a miracle to happen.

Master Jin Guang's old friend, Huang Yifa, who was also a famous figure in Quanxing, neither died in the previous siege nor escaped. He was in the city, watching Master Jin Guang and others who were desperately resisting inside the purple light curtain.

"Old Duan, Old Duan, why have you persisted until now? Old Wu's Tao is complete, and you have your Tao too. Then what about my Tao? Where is my Tao?"

Seeing Master Jin Guang and the Quan Xing disciples holding on tightly, Huang Yifa felt sorry for them, but he didn't dare to help.

On the one hand, he knew that he would not be able to break the situation even if he took action, and on the other hand, he was burdened with another mission at the moment.

Hiding in the dark and watching all this, he also looked down at the object wrapped in his arms.

That was the film negative that Mr. Rabe gave to Wang Yi before he left, which recorded the numerous crimes committed by the Japanese army in the city.

These are all evidences of the numerous crimes committed by these invaders on this land. Wang Yi also understands the importance of these film negatives. Even if all the people here are dead, these things must be preserved and sent to the right people.

But who to send it became a problem. Wang Yi thought about the candidate again and again, and finally chose Huang Yifa.

Because although he is a famous Quanxing master with rich true energy, his skills are all on the divine armor and horse. Not to mention his hand and foot skills are superficial, the most important thing is that he has an ordinary appearance and temperament.

If he didn't use any tricks and blended into the crowd, no one would be able to tell that he was a person who practiced cultivation.

So the instructions Wang Yi gave him when he handed the things to him were, if things cannot be done, then hide in a safe zone, activate the magnetic field and true Qi that I left in your body, close off your cultivation, wait until the Japanese army in the city lifts the blockade, and then escape with your supernatural armor and horse.

But now, Huang Yifa is confused.

Both are famous figures in Quanxing, and both are a bunch of headless flies. They see Wu Manzhao realize that the five aggregates are empty, and Master Jin Guang find his original intention of cultivating Taoism and risk his own life, but they have to hide in the dark and live a miserable life because of Wang Yi's words?
Can't you just go and do what you want?
"Fuck you! Damn Wang Yi, you are not the leader of Quan Xing Sect, why should I listen to you! How can I, the great and powerful Huang Yifa, be a delivery boy?! Old Duan, wait, I will go get help now!"

As anger filled his heart, the knot that had been bothering Huang Yifa was also untied.

He had originally longed for the freedom after practicing, and to be able to move freely and roam freely in the world to enter the whole nature. Now he is not allowed to run here and move there, doesn't this go against his original intention of practicing the divine horse?
Now that he had an epiphany, Huang Yifa immediately took action.

He used his palm as a knife to cut his arm, and used the blood as ink to draw armor marks on his feet with his trouser legs rolled up.

However, the direction he chose was not the Taiping Gate where Master Jin Guang and his men broke out, but the Yijiang Gate connecting Xiaguan Wharf and the city center.

"My armored horse uses blood as ink. After writing my name on it, it can travel 800 miles a day. I want to see how your Fucheng can stop me!"

Armored horse, travels a hundred miles!

The true Qi urges it, and the armored horse cheers.

The figure of Quanxing celebrity Huang Yifa turned into a residual shadow, and in the blink of an eye he rushed straight from Taiping Gate to Yijiang Gate. His speed was so fast that even the Japanese troops who were mobilizing troops for support in the city could not catch up with him. They only felt a gust of wind blowing in their face, and he had disappeared without a trace.

Obviously, Huang Yifa's actions at this time were beyond everyone's expectations, including Wang Yi.

Even the Japanese prince who was secretly controlling the Qi of heaven and earth in the main urban area only felt that a foreign object was moving quickly in the city. Even the stagnation of the Qi of heaven and earth could not stop him at all.

Because this armor horse was originally drawn by Huang Yifa with great effort, and Huang Yifa did not use the method of escape like Master Jin Guang. He was purely using the armor horse as a guide to squeeze out his body's potential and simply make himself run faster.

"Forget it, it's just a fish that escaped the net. You are running towards the river in a panic. Even if you have excellent Qinggong skills, you can't easily cross the natural danger of the Yangtze River."

After realizing the direction Huang Yifa was escaping, the Japanese prince no longer cared.

The planning of Fucheng did not include the dock, but he thought that the fleet of inland gunboats anchored on the river was not a natural barrier that a cultivator could pass through.

In this way, Huang Yifa safely passed the layers of blockades set up by the Japanese army in the city and arrived at the dock. He saw the endless natural barrier of the Yangtze River and the inland gunboats that had pointed their guns at the urban area.

"Haha, today I'm going to see if my speed can outrun bullets. Come on!"

With a wild laugh, Huang Yifa's speed increased instead of slowing down. He jumped off the dock and with his steps, he drew a line of water on the endless surface of the Yangtze River.

(End of this chapter)