He's alone, but he's a tomb raider!

Dude, are you even speaking human language?

What do you mean by "only the son's head was cut off"?

This thing can just be anything!

However, considering that Wang Ai was his savior, Ishikawa Shin believed that he would not have been able to withstand that attack alone if it weren't for him.

Since that's the case, Wang Ai should say what she wants to say!

Moreover, Wang Ai was right about one thing: since the famous sword was already broken, no matter how reluctant one was to part with it, it was all in vain.

Instead of wallowing in self-pity, it's better to take the knife from someone else's hand and fight again!

Ishikawa Shin slumped to the ground, and it took him a long time to recover.

He turned his head and looked at the unseeing head not far away—that was his son, Ken Ishikawa!

Ishikawa Shin slowly crawled over, pried open his son's already cold and stiff fingers, and took the famous sword from his hand that had not yet been drawn, to use for self-defense.

Then, Ishikawa Shin looked at his son's unseeing eyes, which still held the fear and resentment of dying.

Shin Ishikawa reached out his trembling hand and gently closed Ken Ishikawa's eyes.

"Jian, don't worry!"

His voice was hoarse, filled with suppressed grief and anger, as he spoke each word carefully.

"Father will definitely avenge you. Don't underestimate the bond between us!"

At the same time, in order to save Ishikawa Shin, Wang Ai dared not hold back in the slightest.

Hidden in the spatial interlayer, he fully activated his divine techniques, controlling Emperor Zhaolie Liu Bei, leading the Five Tiger Generals of Shu, to relentlessly engage Qin Yun in battle!

These six divine generals in the painting are all cavalrymen on horseback.

Liu Bei's Dilu horse, Guan Yu's Red Hare horse, Zhang Fei's Black Steed horse, Zhao Yun's Jade Lion Horse, Ma Chao's Xiliang Steed horse, and Huang Zhong's Snow-Treading Black Steed horse.

Six magnificent steeds neighed and galloped, moving like the wind, traversing the arena.

The six-person attack was powerful and their teamwork was excellent.

Guan Yu slashed with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, unleashing a torrent of blade energy; Zhang Fei swept his eighteen-foot spear, his murderous aura soaring to the heavens; Zhao Yun's Dragon Gallant Spear moved like a dragon emerging from the abyss, aiming straight for vital points; Ma Chao's dragon-riding spear was as fast as lightning, each move deadly; Liu Bei wielded his twin swords, his double-edged swordsmanship unparalleled and meticulous!

Even more outrageous is that, in addition to Liu Bei and the other five skilled horsemen, there was also Huang Zhong, a master archer.

The old general rode on his snow-white steed, his precious bow fully drawn.

One after another, crimson arrows pierced the air, and every now and then a cold arrow would be fired, specifically targeting Qin Yun's weaknesses, making Qin Yun unable to move freely.

With its limited length, the Shark Tooth Sword was quickly entangled by the six riders, making it difficult to break free.

……

Seeing this, Lu Jin, watching from the sidelines, clenched her fists, her eyes filled with worry.

While he was worried, he couldn't help but mock Wang Ai, who was hiding in the spatial interlayer.

"Emperor Zhaolie and his Five Tiger Generals, what heroes they were!"

Lu Jin's voice echoed throughout the entire arena, filled with disdain and anger, "But I never expected to be summoned by a despicable person like you!"

It's one thing to use it to protect oneself, but I never expected it would also be used to rescue a Japanese soldier!

Wang Ai, you've really brought honor to your family's ancestors!

Feng Zhenghao chimed in quietly, "Old Wang's actions are indeed somewhat unfair to our ancestors!"

These were extremely harsh words, especially the phrase "little devils," which struck a nerve with countless people.

When Lu Jin mentioned the Japanese while cursing, even Lu Ci, who was his teammate, did not say a word in defense of Wang Ai.

It's obvious that Lü Ci also really hates the Japanese!

During the War of Resistance against Japan, the Lü family had a lot of dealings with the Japanese, and the deep-seated hatred was etched into their bones.

If it weren't for the circumstances that forced him to join forces with the Wang family for the sake of the Lü family's legacy, Lü Ci would have been the first to fight Ishikawa Shin to the death.

Hiding in the spatial interlayer, Wang Ai was scolded until her face turned red, and she couldn't help but scold back.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain; why say so much!"

Moreover, this is a friendly exchange between us. Lu Jin, what's the meaning of you interfering with me by speaking out of turn?

"Old Celestial Master! What happened to the referee? Aren't you going to do anything about Lu Jin, this kind of off-field interference?"

The old master narrowed his eyes, glared at Wang Ai, and spoke in a neutral tone.

"Old Wang, you're putting me in a difficult position."

I'm just the referee; I can only ensure that others don't interfere with your match. Old Lu didn't directly step onto the field.

Besides, it's just talking; I can't exactly sew his mouth shut, can I?

"Old Celestial Master, you—!"

Wang Ai was clearly furious, pointing at the old Taoist master, her voice trembling: "Is this how you act as a referee?"

"Feel sorry!"

The old master stroked his beard, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

That's how we at Longhushan do things!

If you have any more complaints, believe me, this old man will come down and beat you up!

Seeing that the old master was truly angry, Wang Ai was immediately speechless.

Qin Yun alone is already enough to make him suffer, and he's already struggling to cope. If the old Celestial Master is added to the mix, he'll really die right here today!

Wang Ai gritted her teeth and could only swallow her anger, focusing all her efforts on controlling the six riders to fight Qin Yun, not daring to say another word.

Meanwhile, during this argument, after exchanging a few blows with the Five Tiger Generals, Qin Yun discovered the weakness of the Wang Family Divine Shield.

Are the Five Tiger Generals summoned by Shen Tu strong?

The answer is yes!

This thing is almost like invoking a god; it directly condenses the invisible power of faith onto special paper using primordial energy, transforming it into a living deity.

Not only does it possess independent consciousness and fighting instincts, but its combat strength is also astonishing.

Theoretically speaking, as long as this special paper exists, they can continue to exist indefinitely, immortal and indestructible.

But the problem is coming.

To create a divine painting, besides special paper and the power of faith, one also needs something else—one's own innate Qi!

Qin Yun couldn't directly destroy the paper and the power of faith.

But this last thing...

A playful smile appeared on Qin Yun's lips.

Do you know that I dug up Zhang Huaiyi's grave?

You've underestimated the true value of Qi Source Flow, the ultimate technique!

When the battle resumed, Qin Yun quietly activated the Qi Source Flow.

The invisible and colorless Qi source flow, like flowing water, slowly covered the blade of the Shark Tooth Sword.

The Shark Tooth Sword was swung out once more.

This time, there was no harsh sound of metal clashing.

When the Shark Tooth Sword slashed past Zhang Fei, who was wielding a ten-foot-long spear, there was no collision, no sparks, only a soft sound like a sharp blade cutting paper.

Sizzle—!

Zhang Fei's body, along with his eighteen-foot spear and his black horse, were actually cut in half by the Shark Tooth Sword!

Qi Body Origin and Flow: Dismantle all techniques built upon Qi!

The painting of a person by a deity is essentially the creation of a person by condensing the power of faith with primordial energy.

In the face of the Qi Source Flow, it is as fragile as paper, easily broken with a single puncture!

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

Qin Yun moved like lightning, wielding his Shark Tooth Sword with incredible speed, cutting down and killing several Divine Painters in succession!

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, and Huang Zhong—the Five Tiger Generals of Shu—were all slain by Qin Yun's sword in just a few breaths, turning into countless flying paper scraps that dissipated into the air!

Finally, Qin Yun swept his sword across, and Liu Bei, the Emperor Zhaolie who was holding the twin swords, was also cut in two with one stroke, turning into paper scraps flying everywhere!

The six legendary painters, the Wang family's accumulated skills over many years, were all lost in one fell swoop!

"No--!!!"