Error del Yin y el Yang - Capítulo 5
"Ghostly Hero, you saved me, thank you!" Sha Hu laughed, as a large number of...
The arrival of planes and ships clearly indicated that Sand Tiger's reinforcements had arrived.
"I'm leaving, Sheriff Sand Tiger. Please forgive me for not being able to give you the Whirlwind Saber; I'm going to destroy it to prevent it from harming the world."
"!" Ghostly Hero said coldly.
"May I take off my mask?" Sha Hu asked.
But alas, a gust of wind blew by, and suddenly, the Ghostly Swordsman vanished like a phantom, disappearing into the sea breeze...
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Sha Hu stared at the empty beach, unable to calm down for a long time... {The End}
---Magpie Bridge Fairy
Reply [10]: This article is "The Battle of the Dharma Kings". Take your time to read it. It's relatively short, so I'll just add it here. It was written by the same author.
---Magpie Bridge Fairy
Reply [11]: In the late Qing Dynasty, due to the corruption of the court and the Taiping Rebellion, there were frequent wars and the people suffered greatly. In the land of southern Guangdong, the world was in turmoil.
To suppress the rebellion of martial arts figures across the country, the Grand Eunuch of the Qing Dynasty invited the infamous Mongolian lama master, Mo Chan, to join the uprising.
The Dharma King has come to deal with the Southern Heaven and Earth Society.
One late autumn night, on the banks of the Pearl River south of the provincial capital, dozens of men dressed in black belts were getting off a boat.
A large number of newly arrived muskets, gunpowder, and bronze cannons were being transported from upstream to downstream. Leading the group was a burly man with a large beard and long robe, none other than Wan Tianlong, the leader of the Heaven and Earth Society of Southern Guangdong.
The renowned martial arts master, his eyes gleaming, was directing his men in action. It turned out they had purchased [something] from the West.
They acquired a batch of firearms and prepared to launch an uprising.
"Brother Wan, as long as we brothers have these matchlock guns, we'll definitely drive those Qing dogs and foreigners out of here," a man with a small mustache laughed.
He was none other than Vice President Tang Yun.
"Hahaha, yes," Wan Tianlong laughed.
Just then, dark clouds began to gather in the night sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder; a night rain was about to fall.
"I've heard that the Demonic Zen Master has arrived in this area. Rumor has it that this demonic monk possesses unparalleled martial arts skills and boundless demonic magic, capable of exorcising ghosts and summoning demons. He has already killed several Tai..."
"Martial arts masters from the Pingtian Kingdom." Tang Yun couldn't help but worry.
"Hey, if that wicked monk dares to come, I'll send him to his grave with a single shot." Wan Tianlong picked up a Western-style pistol beside him and twirled it in his hand.
Swing and wave.
With a clap of thunder and a flash of lightning, a light rain began to fall, instantly bathing the brothers in a gentle breeze.
In the night rain.
"Brothers, cover it with tarpaulin!" Wan Longtian shouted hurriedly, as those boxes of gunpowder were most afraid of getting wet.
With a "whoosh," a sudden gust of wind howled through the night rain, rushing towards them. "Oh no, it's the Qing dogs!" Before Wan could even...
Long Tian reacted, and a flaming rocket, its arrowhead ignited, streaked through the air like lightning, shooting straight into the group's transport area.
Inside the gunpowder box.
With a deafening roar, the ignition of the powder ignited, causing it to explode, instantly bursting into a massive, raging inferno.
Scattered, dozens of Heaven and Earth Society experts, unable to dodge in time, were instantly blasted into the air amidst the flames, while a dozen or so near the gunpowder box...
The brothers were engulfed in the flames of the explosion, blown to pieces.
"What a man!" Wan Tianlong immediately moved with lightning speed, rolling across the ground and speeding away. A large wave of fire swept past his head.
Waves of heat threw him several feet away.
"Hahaha, Amitabha Buddha, the Demon Zen Dharma King has arrived! With Buddha's compassion, deliver all sentient beings..." (This is followed by a series of seemingly unrelated phrases and sentences.)
As the battle horns sounded, eight yellow figures flew out from the surrounding woods and cliffs, flashing to the high ground surrounding the Heaven and Earth Society members.
Once settled, Wan Tianlong looked up and saw that the eight yellow figures were actually eight fierce-looking lamas dressed in yellow robes and wielding Buddhist knives.
Well, a murderous aura emanated from them. Wan Tianlong could tell from their skills that they were all highly skilled in martial arts.
They are ordinary people.
"Demon Zen King, your Buddha Dharma is boundless, you slay demons and monsters, you are supreme and unparalleled!" With a strange cry, a cliff in the distance to the east...
Four lamas in pointed hats and yellow robes suddenly appeared, carrying a yellow-canopied palanquin, and they seemed to walk on air, their feet treading the air for a considerable distance.
It took more than ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) before it slowly landed on the ground.
"You heretics of the Heaven and Earth Society! This Dharma King has arrived! May the Buddha have mercy! You demons, quickly kneel and surrender, or else..."
"I have no choice but to send you to the Western Paradise to be reincarnated, hahaha..." A series of eerie and magical sounds emanated from the Buddha.
The sound came from inside the palanquin, making the survivors feel dizzy and their blood boil.
"As a member of the Buddhist order, you've become an accomplice to evil, slaughtering people everywhere. You're a disgrace to the title of Dharma King, a demonic monk! Come and fight me with lightning speed!"
"Let's see who's better at using twin swords, Wan Tianlong!" Wan Tianlong immediately held his breath, focused his energy, resisted the demonic sound, and slowly drew his twin swords from his waist.
The crescent-shaped scimitar flashed with a cold light, revealing Wan Tianlong to be a renowned swift-blade master from Guangdong, who had twice fought against him two years prior.
He killed a group of top-notch swordsmen from the Qing court, shocking the martial arts world.
At the same time, he discovered that after the explosions, only six disciples were left struggling to get up from the ground; the rest had all perished on the spot.
They were blown up; corpses littered the ground all around, a horrific sight.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. Since you, benefactor, have fallen deeply into demonic possession, disciples, let us send you to the Western Paradise to become a Buddha!" With that...
At the Dharma King's command, two lamas wielding knives attacked Wan Tianlong from the left and right.
The remaining six lamas responded by releasing twelve spinning Dharma spires from their hands, aimed at the other six surviving members of the Heaven and Earth Society.
The younger brother flew away.
A series of terrifying metallic buzzing sounds emanated from the twelve magic spells as they flew past the faces of the Heaven and Earth Society members like lightning. "Ahhh!"
"..." With six screams, six sprays of blood erupted from where the magic bullet had passed, and in an instant, six heads flew upwards.
In mid-air, the flying demon spun and slashed through the crowd before automatically returning to the hands of the six lamas. After the demon flashed past, six headless, bloodied corpses were seen.
He stood there blankly for a moment, then, with blood gushing out like straight arrows from his headless neck, he fell straight down.
---Magpie Bridge Fairy
Reply [12]: At the same time, the two lamas with knives rushed straight to Wanlongtian, their knives flashing out to the left and right like lightning.
"What a skillful Wanlongtian!" He swung his swords left and right to block, and with a series of clangs, the two lamas were instantly separated. They were as fast as lightning and as swift as shooting stars.
Seven consecutive slashes, and the three had exchanged ten blows in an instant.
Before the two lamas could change their stance and launch another attack, Wanlongtian's twin swords spun with lightning speed, switching from defense to offense. With two sharp swishes, the twin swords...
The light had already formed two vertical white halos, sweeping towards the Second Lama. It was fast, incredibly fast! The Second Lama screamed and hurriedly tried to block with his sword.
However, unfortunately, the Heavenly Blade of Ten Thousand Dragons was too fast and too ruthless. With a "whoosh," two streams of blood splattered from the swirling white light circle.
As soon as it appeared, the two lama's knives were also shattered by the light, flying out of the circle of light like raindrops along with human blood.
With a sharp swish, the blade, along with Wan Longtian's figure, swept past Er Lama for more than three zhang before coming to a stop.
Wan Longtian stood upright on the ground, his two swords stuck in the ground, motionless.
The two lamas stood motionless, expressionless, clutching a broken knife with only the hilt remaining in their hands. Moments later, blood gushed from their heads like arrows.
He was sprayed with splattered splatter from his chest and abdomen, traveling more than three feet before collapsing straight down and dying on the spot.
It turned out that in the brief moment of their attack, Wan Longtian had already inflicted multiple fatal blows on them.
With a series of buzzing sounds, almost simultaneously, the six monks who had withdrawn their Dharma offerings approached Wanlong from the east, south, west, and north directions.
Twelve magical sprays flew out from the sky, each spray resembling a sharp-edged fan, its edges swirling with a powerful gust of wind as it cleaved towards...
Wan Longtian has twelve vital points on his body; he must be cleaved into twelve pieces.
"Good!" Wan Longtian roared, using the momentum of drawing his sword to propel himself straight up more than two zhang into the air, past the twelve magical peaks.
The splashes struck the open space above him as he leaped high into the air, colliding with a series of violent, ear-piercing clangs and splattering sparks like rain.
Flowers scattered everywhere. A dazzling display.
Missing their target, the twelve Dharma wielders flew back into the monk's hands. In the blink of an eye, the mighty Ten Thousand Dragons Heavenly Dragon descended from mid-air...
Like lightning, he stepped onto the hat of a Dharma protector in the middle, and with a slight twist of his foot, the force shifted, and he rode the Dharma protector in mid-air, spinning like a meteor.
Banfei rushed towards the Dharma King's palanquin.
As he swung, the man moved faster than the blade; Wan Longtian's curved blade spun and flew out, transforming into a vertical...
The bright white light from the fan shone directly at the Dharma King inside the palanquin.
"Oh no, Dharma Protector!" Two lamas rushed forward to protect the palanquin, and with a series of unprecedented and terrifying explosions of breaking bones and heads...
With a sound like a fan, the spinning scimitar cleaved the two monks from head to toe, sending blood and flesh flying in all directions—a horrific sight.
Absolutely amazing!
With a loud "bang," the flying scimitar slashed past the two men, then, with lightning speed, swept across the entire palanquin before hurtling through the air.
The blade flew straight and pierced a large tree several feet behind the sedan chair. With a loud "boom," the tree, unable to withstand the force of the blade, exploded into a large fragment.