Kill one person with the weapon spirit

"It's him!" The young girl Si Nanfeng murmured as she watched Wushang, who was patrolling the sky on a dragon. Could he be a god?

When the female reporter saw this scene, the camera in her hand began to flash wildly.

"It's him!" An old Taoist covered in blood smashed a Fuso ghost soldier's Type 38 rifle and his sternum into pieces with one palm! He recognized the young man who saved him.

Then, regardless of his injuries, he clasped his hands together and bowed to the sky!

Then he roared with red eyes: "Kill!"

Following closely behind him were several men covered in blood, who roared at the same time and pounced on a squad of Fuso ghost soldiers.

"Haha... How can we not include our Tang Sect in killing enemies and eliminating bandits!" A hunchbacked old man who looked to be in his seventies laughed! He raised his hands and dozens of hidden weapons flew out along with a large cloud of black mist! And several strong men behind him also jumped out!

"Tang Clan, Tang Ling, Tang Yu, and Tang Mingkong are willing to follow the old man to kill the Japanese devils!"

"Liu Xuantong from the Natural Gate is here! The Japanese slaves shall die!"

"Qingcheng Mountain, Xiao Zimo! I'm here to eliminate the bandits"

"Shangqing Temple, Yunming!

"Wuluo Vajra, Dou Tianhong! Who dares to stop me?

"Quan Xing, Xia Liuqing! I just want... a quick kill! Hahahaha...

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Wushang rides a dragon to patrol the sky, and thunder in his palm keeps falling!

But what no one noticed was that the hair on both sides of his head was gradually turning gray and white!

Yu Jian Jiuge's anxious voice rang in his mind: "Your spiritual power has been exhausted. If you continue like this, your life span will be consumed."

"Not enough, not enough."

As hidden masters began to show up one by one, and as ordinary people fought desperately.

At this time, there was finally no longer a massacre without resistance in the city!

But... that's all. Facing an organized military force and guns and cannons, ordinary people have almost no ability to fight back.

Even those masters would still die on the spot if they were not careful when facing dozens or hundreds of spears.

If this continues, the only result will be that these Fuso ghost soldiers will massacre the entire city after paying the price of thousands or tens of thousands of lives.

But this is not what Wushang wants.

"Is there any way Jiuge can kill all these beasts?"

"Yes, there is, but you can't use it!"

"explain."

"Use the Summoning Gods Chapter, but this requires a huge consumption of spiritual energy, which you simply cannot afford."

"Really? I...get it!"

When the Master's spiritual power is insufficient, he can consume his own lifespan to replace spiritual power! But... this requires the consent of the weapon spirit!

Chapter 4: Nine Songs: Summoning the Gods

"Wait! You can't do this! You might die!" Yujian Jiuge transformed into a human and grabbed Wushang's arm. There seemed to be a hint of pleading in his crystal eyes.

Wu Shang smiled and said, "I'll be fine... help me!"

As he spoke, he took Yu Jian Jiu Ge's hands. Yu Jian Jiu Ge raised his hands, as if he wanted to touch Wu Shang's face.

But in the end, as if out of anger, he directly transformed into the form of an artifact spirit.

Wu Shang whispered to her: "Thank you!"

Then Wushang's expression became extremely serious, or rather... solemn!

Then he held up the [Nine Songs on the Jade Slip] in both hands and bowed respectfully to the earth from afar!

"Holding the Wu spear and wearing rhinoceros armor, the chariots are in a mess and the short weapons are fighting;

The banners blocked out the sun and the enemies were like clouds; arrows flew and soldiers vied for the lead;

He broke through my formation and trampled upon my march; my left horse was killed and my right was wounded by a sword;

The haze is on the two wheels and the four horses are tied together; the jade clubs are used to beat the drums;

The heavens are angry and the gods are mad, killing everyone and abandoning the wilderness;

I can’t go out and come back, the plain is vast and the road is long;

Wearing a long sword and holding a Qin bow, his head and body are separated but his heart remains unchanged;

Sincerity is courageous and also has the power of force, and in the end it is strong and cannot be bullied;

The body is dead and the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is resolute as the ghost and hero.

......"

As Wushang continued to recite, words flew out from the jade slip and fell to the ground!

The sound of gunfire, cannon fire, and shouts of killing were endless! But this moment was no longer important to him.

At this time, his spiritual power had already been exhausted! Now he was consuming his own lifespan!

I saw that his temples began to turn gray, his head was covered with sweat, and his body became shaky!

But he never fell down!

Correspondingly, figures with mutilated bodies and bloody bodies emerged from the ground.

These people died in all kinds of strange ways. Losing arms and legs was considered normal, but some had their heads crushed, their stomachs ripped open, their intestines dragged out...

Some were pierced with arrows, some had a big hole in their chests, and some were even burned to charcoal, with flames surrounding them...

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The first group of soldiers who came out were in tattered clothes and covered in blood!

I saw them slowly emerging from the ground, holding big knives, with murderous intent in their eyes, as if they had returned from hell!

The next group to appear was a group of soldiers wearing tattered clothes, but one could tell that the material of their clothes was quite extraordinary, and they seemed to be wearing brocade clothes.

They are the Ming Dynasty Xiaoling Guards!

The last army after the fall of the Ming Dynasty. They were the guards of Zhu Yuanzhang's mausoleum. They guarded the Ming imperial mausoleum for 267 years! When all the city guards surrendered, they fought a bloody battle with the Qing army at that time. More than people were killed!

It can be said to be the last spirit of the Ming Dynasty!

Then a group of fighting souls came out, covered in blood, wearing infantry armor, holding short swords, and carrying crossbows. Although they were souls, they gave people a feeling of heavy steps.

This is the Song Dynasty... Beiwei Army!

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A group of veterans who died on the battlefield! Although their bodies are dead, their souls are still alive!

In a national memorial ceremony held in Wushang, all the heroic souls in Tianling City were awakened!

I would rather have my soul shattered and my spirit destroyed than allow my country to suffer today!

On this day...

Young man without death, sacrificed twenty years of life, please one hundred thousand heroes! Protect our mountains and rivers!

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bang bang bang...

boom!

Kill kill kill...

Under the leadership of the righteous civilians, the people of the entire city were organized!

They collected some guns, some of which were contributed by the killed Fuso ghost soldiers, some were from the defenders who died in the battle, and some were the family assets secretly left behind by some wealthy families.

There are many passionate young people in this city, and some natural battlefield heroes!

The army they organized was seen to feint in the front, attack from behind, outflanking from left and right, and making a feint to the east and attacking in the west!

The guerrilla warfare was carried out to the extreme, making all the Fuso ghost soldiers in the city like headless flies, surrounded by enemies on all sides.

But unfortunately, the enemies were too numerous and well-organized, and although the people were not afraid of life or death, they were unarmed.

On average, for every ghost soldier killed, perhaps a dozen civilians will die!

But at this moment, everyone was already filled with passion and fearless of life and death, launching wave after wave of counterattacks.

The price they paid was that batch after batch of people fell under the gun.

The Fuso ghost soldiers seemed to be enraged by this crazy fighting style. They began to retreat in an orderly manner. Then they replaced the machine guns at all the entrances and exits of the city with artillery.

They were going to bombard Tianling City and turn the city into ruins.

When the killing weapon of the army was fully operational, the civilians who were resisting seemed so powerless. Groups of people fell under the gun.

Si Nanfeng, the hot-blooded little girl, picked up a kitchen knife from somewhere.

Then a group of people rushed up.

Da da da……

The sound of machine gun fire continued. The people in front of her fell one by one.

Si Nanfeng looked at the machine gun in front of him that was constantly spitting out fire snakes, and couldn't help but freeze his whole body.

At this moment... Boom!

Si Nanfeng's eyes went dark! A huge shadow enveloped her!

I saw a muscular man with a half-naked upper body holding a thick iron plate standing in front of everyone!

Countless bullets hit it, sparks flew, and the strong man was shocked and retreated repeatedly!

Brush brush!

A few people from the Tang Sect appeared out of nowhere. Their hands flew up, shooting out black rays! The Fusang ghost soldiers who were shot fell to the ground one after another.