Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 470 Punishment!
"Zhang Zhiwei!!!"

Wang Yi let out an angry roar that reached the sky and echoed throughout the city.

Not only the area in the south of the city, but everyone in the city at this time heard Wang Yi's call of Zhang Zhiwei. Even the Japanese fleet outside the city that blocked the river surface of Xiaguan Wharf heard it.

The sound was like rolling thunder, which made countless people with evil intentions panic and feel palpitations.

He was well aware of his current situation. In this blessed city, he could still borrow the energy of blessed city to attack the enemy's shield with the enemy's spear and suppress Sukuna infinitely.

But he just couldn't kill the other person. Even at this high altitude, he was unable to reach the top.

The only solution now is to drive Sukuna out of the range of blessing bestowed upon him by Fucheng, deprive him of the infinite vitality given to him by Fucheng's Qi, and then destroy him with great supernatural powers.

And the person who can unleash great magical powers to kill the monster Sukuna with one blow is both far away and right in front of us.

After all, there are probably many different opinions on which school is superior or inferior in this world of extraordinary people.

But if we compare who has the most violent means and the most powerful killing power, then the Five Thunders Righteous Method of the Tianshi Mansion deserves it.

At this moment, there is only one person who can perform the Five Thunders Method and draw upon the power of heavenly thunder.

Although he didn't know how much price Zhang Zhiwei paid and what kind of injuries he suffered in intercepting the Japanese fleet up the river, Wang Yi believed that he could hear it!
Amid the rumbling thunder, the first to respond were the Japanese fleet on the river, which had pointed their guns at the city from the beginning.

"Quick! Commander Hase, fire! Fire!"

Frightened by Wang Yi's thunderous roar, Higashikuni Naruhiko fell to the ground, looking at a black dot that was constantly flying up from Fucheng and moving towards the sky. He was so frightened by the thunder that he only remembered his mission and jumped up and down to give orders to Hasegawa Kiyoshi.

"Where are you firing?"

"Anywhere is fine, south of the city, north of the city, we must stop them from destroying this blessed city!"

Prince Asaka Naruhiko was jumping up and down and shouting, even bypassing the commander Hasegawa Kiyoshi and starting to command the artillery on the gunboat.

Seeing Prince Asaka Naruhiko so panicked, Hasegawa Kiyoshi didn't care anymore and directly ordered the cannons that had been aimed at the city to load shells and start shelling.

As for whether friendly forces in the city would be accidentally injured, let the old man Matsui Iwane and the Japanese Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko talk to him.

He had no psychological burden at all. He and the Satsuma clan to which he belonged wished that the Choshu clan, which controlled the army, would be wiped out, and that the empire would only have the navy left.

The naval guns fired at the army without any hesitation.

The sound of cannons roared, and in an instant, the city, especially the southern part of the city, was shrouded in artillery fire.

Fortunately, there were not many people in this area, only Wang Yi.

He just stood there, watching Sukuna's figure flying higher and higher, with constant gunfire in his ears. He did not dodge or evade. He wanted to witness with his own eyes the moment when this monster that had devoured the blood and energy of so many lives, the energy of mountains and rivers, and plundered the vitality of so many people and was reborn 200 years later, was reduced to ashes. He wanted to witness it with his own eyes!

There was a roar of artillery fire on the river. The troops in the mountains and forests north of the river who were gathering refugees out of the city could naturally hear the noise. They also heard Wang Yi shout "Zhang Zhiwei".

But no one could understand why Wang Yi called Zhang Zhiwei this.

They could only hide, fearing that the Japanese fleet on the river might point their guns at themselves, and they also prayed for their compatriots in the city.

Only a few people could guess the reason.

At this time, in a temporarily opened cave in the mountain base, there was a newly built grave outside the cave.

Buried inside was one of the famous Quanxing figures, the Shenxing Huang Yifa, who had brought evidence of the Japanese army's crimes in the city across the river using the Shenxing armor and horse method to pass messages to Wu Gensheng and other Quanxing people, and then, with his determination, handed the evidence to the leaders of the base area before he died of exhaustion.

The newly erected tombstone bears the name and year of death of Huang Yifa, a famous figure in Quanxing.

This is the only thing that the disciples of Maoshan, Longhushan and Sanyi Sect can do for this famous Quanxing master.

They were not unaware of the changes that had taken place in the city. Some righteous disciples who had escaped from the city had already joined them with the refugees, but as Wu Gensheng had said, they were powerless.

Just the talismans drawn before, not counting the scrapped ones, and only the successful ones, were enough to seriously damage the vitality of these Zhengyi disciples. They would not be able to recover without ten days or half a month.

Although the Sanyi disciples have the ability to fight, their number is too small compared to the Zhengyi disciples of Maoshan and Tianshi Mansion. There are less than fifty of them, and their cultivation is mediocre. Even if they can cross the river, it will be of no help.

The few remaining high-end combat forces, Zhang Huaiyi and Maoshan's senior brother Lin Jian, are unable to move. Who knows if they will be pursued by the Japanese aliens. At that time, they will have to stand in front.

As for Zhang Zhiwei, the only one with extraordinary combat power.

He single-handedly destroyed the Japanese fleet that was moving up the river and almost destroyed it. After intimidating them, he fell into the river and was picked up and sent back by Wu Gensheng who was watching the show. He has been in a coma ever since.

Through the retelling of Wu Gensheng and others, Lin Jian, as the eldest senior brother of Maoshan, also knew what the pervert Zhang Zhiwei had done.

Magical skills and supernatural powers are not as good as they used to be.

Although Zhang Zhiwei resorted to trickery and used the Eight Diagrams formed by the Zhuge family and fourteen masters of Qimen Dunjia to display Zhuge Wuhou's magical powers.

But the essence of this move is to bring things from the past to the present moment in the form of historical projection.

It is said to be a historical projection, but it is actually something that exists in the present. We can even say that as long as the price you pay is high enough, this is a completely alternative way of mediating fate!

Such means, such power, and such a heaven-defying act would bring such a heavy burden to the caster himself. Lin Jian, the eldest senior brother of Maoshan, could not imagine it at all.

He has already realized the gap between himself, the eldest senior brother of Maoshan, and Zhang Zhiwei. How can the light of a firefly compete with the bright moon?

"Brother Lin, this is Brother Wang Yi walking. He is in trouble and wants you to help him. What should we do?"

Hearing Wang Yi's voice, Zhang Huaiyi, Tian Jinzhong, Zheng Zibu and a group of Sanyi disciples also looked at Lin Jian, who had the highest seniority.

Right now, only Lin Jian, a senior Maoshan elder brother who has overcome his mental problems, can make a decision for them, but Lin Jian is also hesitant.

"What should I do? You ask me? How do I know what to do now! I also want to know what to do! First, it was to save people, and now there is the emergence of evil dharma in Fucheng that is only recorded in our sect's Daozang. The emergence of evil dharma is often accompanied by the advent of evil demons. You all know what level of Wang Yi's cultivation is. Not to mention me, even our master may not be able to do anything to him.

Now even a guy like him has to ask for help, what can we do? Go over and die? Only Zhang Zhiwei can help, but he is in such a state now that I don’t even know how to treat him. Damn it, my cultivation in this half of my life has really been a waste! "

Lin Jian kept calling Zhang Zhiwei left and right, and the rumbling thunder from Wang Yi made it sound like he was calling for souls.

As he was talking, the sharp-eyed Zhang Huaiyi also saw that Zhang Zhiwei, who had been in a coma since he came back and was lying on the stone bed, had some fluorescent spots on his body.

"Brother Lin, look!"

Following the sound, the righteous disciples in the cave also saw the same scene.

One could see dots of blue fluorescence gathering from the unconscious Zhang Zhiwei's body, seemingly outlining Zhang Zhiwei's outline.

The next moment, a Zhang Zhiwei, who was completely composed of blue light, stood up from Zhang Zhiwei's body.

He looked into the eyes of the righteous disciples who came here because of their reputation.

With just one glance, everyone, including Lin Jian, the eldest senior brother of Maoshan, felt a mighty power from heaven. This pure and incomparable might from heaven made their legs tremble and their faces turned pale.

Zhang Zhiwei said nothing, looked in the direction where Wang Yi's voice came from, then turned into a blue light, passed through the cave, and flew straight into the sky.

Everyone in the cave was stunned by this scene. After Zhang Zhiwei's spirit left for a few seconds, Lin Jian finally came to his senses and let out a strange cry.

"The soul has left the body?! Zhengyi disciples, listen up and protect Zhang Zhiwei's body!"

After saying that, he took the lead, his hands waving, and all kinds of life-saving talismans were stuck on Zhang Zhiwei's body, which was now bleeding, as if they were free.

He was muttering to himself, "Soul-binding talisman, corpse-suppressing talisman, peace talisman..." Zhang Huaiyi and others, who realized it later, swarmed over and surrounded Zhang Zhiwei's physical body, pouring their true Qi into Zhang Zhiwei's body as if it were free.

At the same time, at the edge of Fucheng's skyline.

Sukuna, who was knocked into the air by Wang Yi's Endless Magnetic Field Explosion Punch, was getting farther and farther away from the ground. As the altitude increased, the speed at which the injuries on his body caused by Wang Yi's Entropy Increase Sword healed became slower and slower.

Obviously, as the lord of Fucheng, his strength and vitality are directly proportional to the distance from Fucheng.

One after another, the magnetic field blasting punches blasted out by the soul made Sukuna suffer from the destruction of the magnetic field true energy. He was repeatedly tortured in the process of rebirth and destruction, but he could not break free from the restraints.

I could only watch myself getting farther and farther away from the ground, until the buildings of Fucheng in my eyes looked like a chessboard and the streets were indistinguishable.

And under Sukuna, the last soul and the last magnetic field blasting punch were also thrown out with a bang. While the magnetic field energy and power on the fist dissipated, Sukuna's body relied on inertia to completely break out of the border of Fucheng and slid upward for a distance along the sky.

The air became thinner, and the tremendous vitality that he had absorbed from Fucheng was dissipating. A layer of ice was rapidly condensing on his steel body.

At this time, Sukuna was at an altitude of 12,000 to 13,000 meters.

This is the cruising altitude that modern civil airliners can reach, and it is also the altitude at which thundercloud weather forms in mid-latitudes.

Sukuna finally broke free from Wang Yi's endless magnetic field blasting punch. With the magnetic field Qi remaining in his body that was still destroying himself, Sukuna slowly turned himself over with a smile of surviving a calamity.

He knew that he didn't have to do anything next and just let gravity bring him back to the ground.

As long as he slightly adjusted his position and made sure he fell into Fucheng's area, Fucheng, who had reconnected with him, would be able to use the blood and energy of living beings to replenish his lost vitality.

And that will be the day when Wang Yi dies!
This thought came to an abrupt end as he heard the rumbling thunder in his ears and saw a figure waiting for him from a height, looking down at him.

He was a young Taoist.

The thunder transformed into a blue Taoist robe and condensed in the sky without dispersing, looking down at him from above, with no expression of sadness or joy, as if he were sacred.

The moment he saw Zhang Zhiwei's soul, Sukuna knew his identity.

"You are Zhang Zhiwei, can we reconcile?"

Zhang Zhiwei was speechless. He just put his fingers together to form a sword and pointed downwards, locking onto Sukuna, who was currently high in the sky with no way to go up to the sky or down to the earth.

Thunder roared and thunder fell from the sky.

Theoretically, the power of a lightning strike is equivalent to the equivalent explosion of 70 tons of TNT. However, in reality, due to the characteristics of light, heat, sound and instantaneous release, when it actually acts on the target, it is only 0.3 tons of TNT, which is almost equivalent to a Tomahawk missile.

The equivalent of 70 tons of TNT is equivalent to the power of 1400 grenades detonating simultaneously, completely destroying an area the size of a standard football field and triggering a chain of secondary disasters lasting for several hours.

The reason why the Five Thunders Method of the Tianshi Mansion is recognized by the alien world as the most powerful means of killing.

That's because those who have learned the Five Thunders Method can summon heavenly thunder to kill the enemy with just a wave of their hands and feet. Those who are more advanced can even control the power of falling thunder at will. They can kill people invisibly or display the magnificent might of heaven!
At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei did not need any precise control. He just needed to keep Sukuna within the range of the thunder.

The equivalent of 70 tons of TNT explosion, don’t even mention that you are a carbon-based creature. Even if you are a silicon-based creature, you will die now!
Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed.

It shocked every evil-minded person who saw this scene.

Wang Yi stood on the ground and witnessed with his own eyes how Sukuna was blasted into pieces by the thunder from the sky, leaving nothing behind.

He also watched the light spot transformed by Zhang Zhiwei falling like a meteor.

"I know that you are the only one who can do what I want you to do..."

The sound of artillery fire gradually died down, and the street where he was standing had already turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Without Sukuna, the lord of Fucheng and the maintenance of the core of Fucheng, the inner city of Fucheng, which had just completed its internal circulation, was also beginning to collapse.

But this was not the result Wang Yi wanted.

Because what maintains the circulation within this Fucheng, besides Sukuna, the city lord and core, is mostly the blood of the creatures that were slaughtered before and the qi of the mountains and rivers that were plundered.

Such a vast amount of Qi is blocked here without any proper release, so the next result that this area will face is continuous disasters and loss of Qi.

Not to mention the wronged souls trapped in Fucheng.

Although after death the Qi turns to wind and the flesh turns to mud, and without any external support or protection, the soul will dissipate on its own, but it should not dissipate in this way.

"Lao Zhang, I'm going to rely on you for the next period of time. I need to disappear for a while..."

As Wang Yi spoke, his body gradually became transparent. Every inch of flesh and blood, every inch of skin, was turning into invisible and intangible Qi, returning to the heaven and earth, and returning to the Qi of Fucheng that was beginning to stagnate.

The fire was burning fiercely, but Wang Yi was no longer seen.

The Qi of Fucheng, which enveloped the area south of the city and was so thick that it turned into a misty blood fog, seemed to be drawn back to the earth.

The city is still the same city, but the era of war and suffering continues.

Only this land is still deeply mired in war, recording the battles that have taken place on this land, some known to the world and some unknown to the world.
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postscript.

In the 26th year of the Republic of China, Japanese pirates invaded and China was overthrown.

There are Japanese pirate practitioners who want to take advantage of the endless war, use the blood and Qi of their fellow Chinese people as a foundation, seize the Qi of the mountains, rivers and land, build a blessed city, and plot against our Chinese country.

Got it.

Led by Wang Yi, a foreign man from the Chinese world of foreign men, and Zhang Zhiwei, the 65th generation Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, both the good and evil forces responded one after another and went to Fucheng one after another to thwart the enemy's plan and save the people from danger.

Among them, Quan Xing, the number one evil sect in the world, changed his past ways and, under the pretext of recreating the story of Emperor Taizong of Ming Dynasty's suppression of the rebellion, killed the most enemies and caused the most casualties.

Those whose names are known are all famous people in Quanxing.

The unknown lay Buddhist Wu Man died at the age of 62.

Duan Que, the Golden Light Master, died at the age of seventy. Before his death, he sent his perfected Golden Escape and Flowing Light method to the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain, to the sixty-fourth Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing. The Heavenly Master received it, sighed for a long time, and sat in front of the cushion for three days without saying a word or eating a single grain of rice.

Huang Yifa was a man of great ability, traveling a hundred miles amidst the gunfire, delivering messages for a hundred miles before he died of exhaustion of his Qi at the age of fifty-six.

Fujiyama Wu Ruilan died at the age of 66.

Liu Yue of the Quanzhen Longmen Sect used the method of releasing the Yang Spirit to show the way to the people, but he died of exhaustion of his soul at the age of 67.

A total of 536 Quan Xing disciples who died with him were killed.

This was the highest number of casualties in this bloody battle between China and Japan.

The righteous sect comes next.

One of the four famous families, the old patriarch of the Wang family, Wang Wuyan, five children of the Lu family, Zhang Dong, a disciple of Liuyun Sword, twelve elders of the three veins of Wuhou, Qimen and Zhuge, a couple of Qimen Dunjia, and the rest of the righteous disciples, a total of eighty-one people, all died in the battle.

And the two most powerful people in the alien world.

Zhang Zhiwei, the 65th Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, was seriously injured and in a coma.

The alien Wang Yi, died?
Volume 4: The righteous path of the world is full of vicissitudes. End.

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