Then, with a gentle push, a violent surge of Yin energy erupted forth, like a vast ocean pressing down on Wang Jian, causing him to stagger backward.
Wang Jian frowned, and before he could even steady himself, a sinister sword intent swept down from below.
The talisman appeared with golden light, but it was only for a moment before it was broken by the Yin Sword's intent.
The sword intent struck Wang Jian, and his entire body crashed to the ground with a "bang," instantly raising a cloud of dust.
A moment later, the dust slowly settled, and Wang Jian's figure appeared.
Although he was still standing, he spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly indicating that he had suffered serious injuries.
Xiaoyao came to his side, holding a set of armor in his arms. "General Wang, please wear this set of armor."
Wang Jian looked quite puzzled. "There's another set?"
Xiaoyao explained, "This is a template. I originally planned to keep it as a template, but now it seems I have to try it out."
Even if the talisman is the same, the power it displays will vary greatly depending on who draws it.
The situation is critical, and Xiaoyao has no choice but to place his hopes on the armor that the little guy drew himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sinister sword intent struck. Xiaoyao's eyes darkened, he threw the Buddhist beads into the air, and then put his hands together to chant Buddhist scriptures.
A Buddhist wall appeared, blocking the surging sword intent.
"Quick! Change them!"
Xiaoyao roared and continued chanting Buddhist scriptures to block the incoming sword intent.
The Miao chieftain's eyes were cold. "Old bald monk, do you think you can stop me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the Yin Sword high, and the aura around him surged, all converging towards the Yin Sword.
Wisps of black mist enveloped and surrounded the area, causing the aura of the Yin Sword to surge instantly.
Then the Miao chieftain swung his sword, and the terrifying Yin Sword intent fell upon Xiaoyao.
This strike was so powerful it seemed capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, several times stronger than the previous one.
Xiaoyao frowned and quickly recited Buddhist scriptures, with Buddhist light constantly overflowing from his body and drifting towards the Buddhist wall.
Even with all his might, cracks began to appear on the Buddha wall under the impact of the fierce sword intent.
"Ding Ling—"
After holding out for a moment, the Buddhist wall shattered, and the sword intent, carrying a terrifying aura, slashed towards Xiaoyao.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared, standing in front of Xiaoyao.
The sword light flashed by, and the sword intent was instantly dispelled.
It was Wang Jian, now dressed in his armor.
The Miao chieftain was quite surprised to see this.
Dispelling the sword intent, Wang Jian's eyes turned cold, and his figure instantly rushed towards the Miao chieftain, appearing above him in an instant, raising his spear high and slashing down.
The Miao chieftain's expression was indifferent as he gently raised the Yin Sword and held it horizontally in front of him.
But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.
As the spear fell, it was accompanied by a vast amount of Dao energy, instantly shattering his Yin Sword. Then, the spear gradually enlarged in his pupils.
"Bang--"
As the spear fell, billowing dust surged forth like a tidal wave beneath the feet of the Miao chieftain, engulfing everything around them.
After a while, the dust slowly settled, and everything returned to calm.
The Miao chieftain lay on the ground, a large crater beneath him.
His breath was weak, and his body began to return to normal; he was clearly on his last legs. "Impossible... This is impossible..."
The magical power on that armor was truly astounding; with just one strike, he completely lost the ability to resist.
That was a force he absolutely could not resist.
Seeing the Miao chieftain lying on the ground, Wang Jian cupped his hands and said loudly, "The Miao chieftain has been captured. Please make your decision, Your Majesty!"
Soon, Ying Zheng approached, his cold gaze fixed on the Miao chieftain. "The Qin and Miao regions have always maintained a policy of non-aggression. Why are you breaking this precedent?"
The Miao chieftain snorted coldly, "What reason do we need to destroy the tyrannical Qin?"
Ying Zheng looked at him and said, "Is it because of your own stupidity that you've come to this point?"
The Miao chieftain's eyes flickered slightly. "It seems you don't think the Qin Dynasty is brutal."
He struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and gave a strange smile. "Fine, then let's ask those dead spirits whether the Great Qin Dynasty is truly cruel or not!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he bit his thumb until it bled, then slammed it to the ground. "I offer my soul to the heavens and my body to the earth, willing to remain forever, a lonely soul for eternity, summoning countless wronged spirits!"
"Come on! The ones who killed you are here!"
Upon seeing this, Xiaoyao panicked. "Blood Sacrifice Evil Array! This is bad! This guy was already prepared to fight His Majesty to the death!"
This formation is extremely vicious; it not only requires the sacrifice of oneself, but also condemns one's soul to eternal damnation.
Just as he was about to step forward, suddenly, a terrifying aura of yin energy from the ground swept in, enveloping the surrounding area.
Its power was so great that everyone was unable to move.
At the same time, eerie sounds came from underground.
"Give me back my life!"
"Tyrant! That damned tyrant!"
"You ruined my family and caused my death! You'll pay with your life!"
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