Chapter 46: Dragon Bird Saber (Votes requested at the beginning of the month) The Vajra King of the Three Ages? Zhang Jiuyang looked at Ah Li, who was hugging his calves and shivering, and couldn't help but feel curious. In his impression, Ali, who possesses the blood of a ghost walker, has always been fearless. Just now, when facing a group of beasts surrounding her, she did not show any fear. But now she doesn't even want her pink kitchen knife. "Brother Nine, the Ming King is very scary..." A Li showed a trace of shame on her face and quickly defended herself. It turns out that in this world, there is a famous ghost god, called Vajra King of the Three Worlds, whose positioning is somewhat similar to Zhong Kui or Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Legend has it that in ancient times, demons and monsters were rampant, ghosts roamed the night, and humans lived in dire straits. Then the Ming King came into the world. Legend has it that he could control heavenly fire, wield thunder, and was unparalleled in power and invincibility. In order to destroy the demons, He was reborn into the human world three times, so He is also called Vajra King of the Three Ages. Later, Buddhism incorporated this great deity into its own religious system, calling it Mahakala Bodhisattva, but the people were still accustomed to calling it Mingwang. Ming Wang is a very popular god and is also a deity canonized by the Daqian government, so many people have his statue in their homes.
Ali's father was also a believer in Mingwang. When he was a ghost walker, he often burned incense and worshiped. The statue of Mingwang with dragons and snakes wrapped around his hands and a fierce and angry look left a deep psychological trauma on the young girl. Even if I become a ghost, I still feel scared. "Don't be afraid, he is not the Ming King." Zhang Jiuyang patted Ah Li's little head and said, "Look carefully again, he is a human." Ali was startled, then stuck her head out and took a look. "Hey, it seems like it really is a person..." A tall and slender figure walked out of the flames. He was wearing eight-treasure dragon scale armor, a red battle robe underneath, a skirt armor around his waist, combat boots on his feet, and in his hand was a mighty Mo Dao about seven feet long with a dragon bird as the handle, looking noble and domineering. The so-called dragons and snakes surrounding it were nothing more than the dragon and tiger shoulders of that set of armor. The reason why Ali mistook him for Vajra King III was that he was not wearing an ordinary helmet, but a visor that imitated the appearance of Vajra King. From a distance, it really looks like a walking statue of Mingwang. Under the thick armor, one can only see a pair of bright and sharp eyes. Even the flames seemed to be dimmed by that gaze. Huang Sha wears gold armor in battle, and will not pay back without breaking Loulan. For some reason, looking at this person, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly remembered this poem. Although he had never seen his face, just by looking at him from afar, he could feel the iron-blooded heroic spirit rising into the sky. It was as if the famous general in history books really appeared before him. wow~ With the appearance of this person, the locust monster seemed to be afraid, shaking its branches and leaves continuously, emitting a certain smell, which made the wild beasts that were frightened by the thunder magic become crazy again. They ignored their own injuries, stepped on the corpses of their own kind, and bit the general. The general's eyes were bright, he took a step forward, and the flames dodged him. Roar! A hungry wolf as big as a calf pounced forward, but just as it got into the air, it was pierced through the chest and abdomen by something and was nailed to death on a rock. That's not a knife, that's a scabbard.
The scabbard, carrying the beast's corpse, pierced deeply into the bluestone with such force that cracks spread quietly like a spider web. The mighty and domineering Mo Dao was finally unsheathed. The bright light of the knife even outshined the bright moon in the sky. There were some mysterious runes on it. The dragon and bird patterns on the handle seemed to come alive and made faint strange sounds. The ghost-slaying sword in Zhang Jiuyang's hand also began to clang. I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the general seemed to glance at him sideways. Moo! A larger bison rushed over with great momentum, its sharp horns flashing coldly in the moonlight. The general did not retreat a single step. He just held the knife in both hands, squatted slightly, and in his sharp eyes there was only the mad bull rushing towards him. Just when the bull's horns were about to pierce him, he slightly turned sideways and slashed with his knife! Zhang Jiuyang had never seen such a dazzling sword light, nor had he ever seen such a fast sword technique, like a fleeting shadow, like the moon shining on a cold river. The galloping bison was cut in half, with countless internal organs flying everywhere. The two front legs were still in a running posture, but the hind legs had been separated. The Mo Dao, also known as the saber, is the ultimate weapon for infantry against cavalry, and can only be used by extremely brave men. The Old Book of Tang once recorded the glorious battle record of General Li Siye holding the Mo Dao. "Siye took off his clothes and fought barehanded, holding a long sword and standing in front of the battle array, shouting loudly. Those who were hit by Siye's sword were killed, both men and horses. He killed more than ten people, and then the battle array was stationed. The soldiers in the front army all came out with long swords in hand, advancing like a wall. Siye was the first to go up and fight desperately, and he was invincible." When Zhang Jiuyang read the Old Book of Tang, he always felt that the records here were too exaggerated, but now, he finally witnessed with his own eyes what it meant to have both men and horses be crushed to pieces. Under the moonlight, the terrifying knife light shone again. One knife, one knife, and another knife! No matter how ferocious the beast is, it will be slaughtered by this saber, with countless blood and flesh splattering and internal organs scattered everywhere. With one man and one knife, the battlefield turned into a meat grinder. Zhang Jiuyang's heart was shaken and he was very excited. What an amazing martial art this is, it is simply impeccable after thousands of refinements. Every strike of the sword is a deadly killing move, clean, neat and fast as thunder. There is an indescribable aesthetic of violence. Coupled with the mask with the appearance of Mingwang, under the moonlight, it really looks like a ghost or god descending to the earth, captivating the heart. Compared to this, his swordsmanship was like a child playing house. In just a few moments, the herd suffered heavy casualties. The locust monster felt frightened, and sent out vines, trying to tie up Zhang Jiuyang and threaten him. In its opinion, the two must be accomplices. Zhang Jiuyang's eyes focused, and just as he was about to draw his sword, he saw a flash of a knife, and then the locust monster trembled violently, and the vines were chopped into pieces by the knife energy. The Longque Mo Dao pierced deeply into the trunk of the locust tree, and the wound actually oozed out red blood like a human. Oh no, he has no weapon now!
Roar! A huge black bear rushed towards the general who had lost his weapon like a madman. It was the strongest among the beasts, with a strong body, and its paws could break stones and its fangs could crush steel. "Take the sword——" Just as Zhang Jiuyang was about to throw the sword to him, he saw an unbelievable scene. The general just grabbed a big tree beside him and pulled it hard. Boom! The earth shook slightly, and the big tree that two people could hug was uprooted, with thick soil still mixed at the roots. No, buddy, you are Lu Zhishen! The black bear's ferocious eyes instantly turned into fear. boom! The general swung a two-meter-high tree and smashed it towards the black bear. It was like a mountain pressing down on his head. The wind was whistling and the moon was invisible above his head. boom! The black bear flew out like a rag doll, and before it could get up, it was hit with another sky-high stick! boom! The black bear's head exploded, white brain matter splattered, and the big tree shattered to the ground. The general threw down the broken trees, and all the beasts were wiped out, with no one surviving. He slowly came in front of Zhang Jiuyang, his red battle robe fluttering slightly under his dragon-scale armor. The invisible murderous aura made Zhang Jiuyang swallow his saliva. "Thank you, General..." Zhang Jiuyang's words of gratitude came to an abrupt halt because he saw the general reaching out and taking off the Ming King's mask. Under the moonlight, her long hair cascades like a waterfall. Those eyes brighter than the stars were looking at him quietly, and there was a hint of heroism in the cold voice. "Zhang Jiuyang, I finally found you." …… (End of this chapter)