Badr's fighting spirit became even higher, and the murderous intention rose like a stormy sea. He held a round shield in front of him in one hand, and the spear of light bloomed with cold light. He rushed towards Jiang Yi with the domain condensed within a few meters around him.
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Facing the overwhelming murderous intent, Jiang Yi drew out his sword without changing his expression. The blade of wind and fire roared wildly, drawing out a screaming arc of red and white light in the air.
The arc of light instantly swept across the horizon and struck at Baldr, who was moving at high speed. Balder raised his buckler to block the blow, without slowing down at all. The two figures formed beams of light in the sky and collided together.
The turbulent air waves erupted at the center of the circle where the two collided, and spread out in all directions. The powerful energy fluctuations overflowed and created ripples in the air. All the scenery on the ground was distorted. It seemed that only these two battles were left in the world.
figure.
This time, Badr quickly lost the battle. Under Jiang Yi's overwhelming offensive, he was scarred in just a few seconds, and his golden blood spilled in the sky and fell like rain.
But Badr became more and more courageous as he fought. He even used the round shield used for defense as an auxiliary attack weapon. He was like a strange lion, and his fighting consciousness reached its peak at this moment!
Jiang Yi held the sword with both hands and guided the sword from bottom to top. The power of the elements surged toward Badr like a torrent that broke a dam.
Badr raised his gun to block it, but the spear of light was instantly cut off by the sword of wind and fire that condensed the power of the two elements. Jiang Yi's counter-slashing movements did not stop, and the sharp sword blade cut off Badr's gun-holding arm with one blow.
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Badr's handsome face was filled with ferociousness. He waved his hand and swung his round shield at Jiang Yi. The sound of wind whistle came, and the power was like a strongman swinging a heavy hammer.
Jiang Yi raised his sword and slashed fiercely. The sword of wind and fire cut the round shield in half. The sword struck Balder's body, golden blood splashed, and the power of the elements flew out through Balder's body.
Like a stream of red light, it cut through the rain and disappeared into the sky.
Baldr's figure stagnated, and the dazzling golden boy was as dull as dusty jewels.
Jiang Yi grasped the hilt of the sword tightly and thrust the Wind and Fire Sword into his chest, causing blood to splatter.
Even in the face of death, Badr remained very calm.
He looked at his own chest that was pierced by the sword of wind and fire. Then he looked at Jiang Yi and said: "My death is for the next rebirth, and you..."
Badr's voice suddenly stopped, Jiang Yi suddenly drew his sword, turned and slashed, Badr's head flew up, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
With the death of Baldr, the entire sky suddenly darkened, as gloomy as the evening that was about to enter the dark night. Only a beam of fire was still burning in the sky, reflecting the sky like the afterglow of the setting sun, but slowly
That ray of fire is constantly weakening.
The sound of the wind suddenly stopped, and the whole noisy world became quiet, leaving only the rain falling alone.
The energy fluctuations slowly stopped, and the distorted scenery returned to its original state, like a freehand oil painting turning into a realistic sketch.
Jiang Yi fell slowly, and as he moved, his wings slowly dissipated in the air, turning into ripples.
But at this time, Jiang Yi was still full of majesty. Shi Jinzi looked at him with wide eyes. His eyes did not seem to be afraid of dangerous things, but more like the fear and panic of common people after seeing the monarch.
Shi Jinzi couldn't help but take a step back. The powerful dragon's power rushed towards her face, causing her to faint and fall instantly.
The world lost all light in an instant, night enveloped the earth again, and endless torrential rain fell, as if it would never stop.
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The next day, on the 30th floor of Genji Heavy Industries Co., Ltd., Xingshenji Temple.
The elderly have very little sleep time. The old men in the Strategy Department are already at work early in the morning, sitting around, making a pot of hot tea, chatting or playing chess, and some are still eating breakfast prepared by the headquarters.
The members of the inspection team followed Yuan Zhisheng through the group of old people. The old people also looked at the energetic young people, reminiscing about their past contemplations. The tea drinkers picked up their teacups but did not move, and the chess players raised their chess pieces without dropping them.
Minamoto's assistant Misuki Sakura took the first step and opened a hidden wooden door. The sunlight instantly shone in and hit everyone's faces.
Xingshen Temple is a hidden terrace. The last time the inspection team visited Genji Heavy Industries, Jiang Yi suddenly discovered clues about the Meng Ghosts, or was attracted by the clues thrown by the Meng Ghosts, so that time the inspection team and the eight
The meeting between the heads of the family was put on hold.
Although Jiang Yi met with the eight family heads at the welcome ceremony at the airport and at the family meeting at the main shrine that night, it was not a formal meeting after all, and he could not talk in depth about topics that everyone was interested in.
In the period before this, the eight Sheqi families were busy fighting the war with the Menggui. Many family heads would personally participate in the war, so naturally there was no time to arrange meetings.
Therefore, on the fourteenth day after the inspection team moved into Genji Heavy Industries, after the Japanese branch eliminated the minions of the Menggui and Jiang Yi burned down the Paradise Hall, the eight heads of the eight Sheqi families once again issued a meeting with the inspection team.
invite.
Jiang Yi stepped into this cave for the first time and took a casual look at it. It was called Xingshen Temple. It was indeed the style of a temple, but it was not a Buddhist temple but a Japanese Shinto temple... Shinto is an animistic polytheistic belief.
He regarded various animals and plants in nature as gods, and also endowed emperors of all generations with divinity.
Shintoism believes in many gods, and is said to have 800,000 gods, 8 million gods or 15 million gods...especially worshiping the imperial ancestor god Amaterasu as the sun god.
There is a small vermilion torii gate at the entrance of Xingshen Temple. The torii gate refers to a Japanese shrine auxiliary building similar to an archway. It represents the entrance to the divine realm and is used to distinguish the divine realm where gods live from the secular world where humans live. It is also used
To remind visitors that they should pay special attention to all subsequent behaviors.
Stepping into the torii of Xingshenji Temple, one feels as if one step has crossed the modern, high-tempo atmosphere of Genji Heavy Industry and arrived at a temple full of ancient style and leisurely style.
Various ghosts and gods from Japanese mythology are carved on the granite walls of Xingshen Temple, from the majestic Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi to the mighty Suzano'o.
When Jiang Yi saw this, he subconsciously looked at Minamoto Shosao. Amaterasu's destiny of the Sheqi Hachi family was Minamoto's fault, and Tsukuyomi's destiny was Eri. So who would be the other Susano's destiny?
These three people were supposed to be brothers and sisters, born into this world together, so Minamoto should have had a sibling besides Eri. Moreover, the vitality of hybrids is extremely tenacious, and it is impossible for them to die young.
Jiang Yi thought to himself, there are still secrets within the Sheqi family that need to be explored...
There is actually a clear spring on the terrace. The spring is surrounded by a dry landscape composed of white rocks and green grass, giving it a leisurely Zen feel and charm.
Shichui Sakura held up the copper basin again, which was filled with water. Jiang Yi washed his hands and gargled his mouth as customary in the countryside. Members of the inspection team who had already had the experience also performed the "hand-washing ceremony" with ease.