The God and Buddha are actually me

The King of Vajra of the Three Worlds?

Zhang Jiuyang looked at A-li, who was trembling and hugging his calf, and couldn't help but feel curious.

In his impression, A-li, who has the blood of a ghost walker, has always been fearless. Just now, she was not afraid of the beasts.

But now she didn't even want her pink kitchen knife.

"Brother Jiu, the King of Vajra is very scary..."

A-li showed a trace of shame on her face and hurriedly defended herself.

It turned out that in this world, there was a famous ghost god, called the King of Vajra of the Three Worlds, and his position was somewhat similar to Zhong Kui or Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Legend has it that in ancient times, demons and monsters were in chaos, hundreds of ghosts were walking at night, and the human race lived in dire straits, so the King of Vajra was born. It is said that he can control the sky fire and thunder, and he is invincible.

In order to destroy the demons, he was reincarnated three times, so he was also called the King of Vajra of the Three Worlds.

Later, Buddhism incorporated this great god into its own religious system, calling it the Great Powerful Mother Bodhisattva, but the people are still used to calling it Ming Wang.

Ming Wang is very popular and is also a legitimate god canonized by the Daqian government, so many people have his statue in their homes.

A Li's father is also a believer of Ming Wang. When he was a ghost walker, he often burned incense and worshiped. At that time, the fierce and angry Ming Wang statue with dragons and snakes wrapped around his hands left a deep psychological shadow on her young age.

Even after becoming a ghost, she still has lingering fears.

"Don't be afraid, he is not Ming Wang."

Zhang Jiuyang patted A Li's little head and said, "Look carefully, he is a human."

A Li was startled, and then stuck her head out to take a look.

"Hey, it seems to be a real person..."

A slender and tall figure walked out of the flames. He was wearing eight-treasure dragon scale armor, lined with a red battle robe, a skirt armor around his waist, and combat boots on his feet. He held a mighty Mo Dao about seven feet long in his hand, with a dragon bird as the handle, noble and domineering.

The so-called dragons and snakes were just the dragon and tiger shoulders of the armor.

The reason why Ah Li mistook him for the Vajra King of the Three Worlds was that he was not wearing an ordinary helmet, but a mask imitating the appearance of the King of Light.

From a distance, he really looked like a walking statue of the King of Light. Under the thick armor, only a pair of bright and sharp eyes could be seen.

Even the flames seemed to be outshined by that gaze.

Yellow sands wear golden armor after a hundred battles, and will not return until Loulan is conquered.

For some reason, looking at this person, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly remembered this poem in his heart. Although he could not see his face, he could feel the iron-blooded heroic spirit that soared into the sky just by looking at him from a distance.

It was as if the famous general in the history books really appeared in front of him.

Hula~

With the appearance of this person, the locust monster seemed to be afraid, shaking its branches and leaves constantly, emitting a certain smell, which made the beasts that were frightened by the thunder method become crazy again.

They ignored their own injuries, stepped on the corpses of their own kind, and bit towards the general.

The general's eyes were bright, and he stepped forward, and the flames dodged one after another.

Roar!

A hungry wolf the size of a calf pounced on him, but just as it was in the air, it was pierced through the chest and abdomen by something, and was nailed to a stone.

That was not a knife, but a scabbard.

The scabbard, carrying the corpse of the beast, pierced deeply into the bluestone, with great force, and cracks spread quietly like a spider web.

The mighty and domineering Mo Dao finally came out of the sheath.

The bright knife light almost outshined the bright moon in the sky, and there were some mysterious runes on it. The dragon and bird pattern on the handle seemed to come alive, and it made a faint sound.

The demon-slaying sword in Zhang Jiuyang's hand also rang.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the general seemed to glance at him sideways.

Moo!

A larger bison rushed over, with a mighty momentum, and its sharp horns flashed coldly in the moonlight.

The general did not retreat a single step, but held the knife with both hands, squatted slightly, and the only thing in his sharp eyes was the mad bull rushing towards him.

Just when the bull's horn was about to pierce him, he slightly turned sideways and slashed with a knife!

Zhang Jiuyang had never seen such a dazzling knife light, nor had he seen such a fast knife technique, like a fleeting shadow, like the moon shining on the cold river.

The galloping wild bull was cut in half, countless internal organs flew across, the two front legs still maintained the running posture, but the hind legs had been separated.

The Mo Dao, also known as the horse-cutting knife, is the killer of infantry against cavalry, and it cannot be used without extraordinary courage.

The "Old Book of Tang" once recorded the glorious record of General Li Siye holding the Mo Dao.

"Siye took off his clothes and fought barehanded. He stood in front of the battle array with a long sword and shouted loudly. Those who were hit by Siye's sword were shattered. He killed more than ten people and the battle array was still. The soldiers in the front army all came out with long swords and advanced like a wall. Siye was the first to fight and destroyed everything he faced."

When Zhang Jiuyang read the "Old Book of Tang", he always felt that the records here were too exaggerated, but now, he finally witnessed with his own eyes what it meant to shatter people and horses.

Under the moonlight, the terrible sword light shone again.

One sword, one sword, and another sword!

No matter how fierce the beast was, it could only be slaughtered in front of this saber. Countless blood and flesh splattered, and internal organs were scattered everywhere.

One man and one sword turned the battlefield into a meat grinder.

Zhang Jiuyang was moved and excited.

What an amazing martial art, it was simply impeccable after thousands of hammers. Every sword was a fatal killing move, clean, neat, and fast as thunder.

There is an indescribable aesthetic of violence.

Coupled with the mask with the appearance of Mingwang, under the moonlight, it really looks like a ghost or god descending to the earth, captivating the heart.

In comparison, his swordsmanship was like a child playing house.

In just a few moments, the herd suffered heavy casualties.

The sophora demon felt fear, and tree vines flew out, trying to tie Zhang Jiuyang up and threaten him.

In its opinion, the two must be accomplices.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes narrowed, and he was about to draw his sword when he saw a flash of light from the sword. Then the Sophora Demon trembled violently, and the tree and vines were chopped into pieces by the sword's energy.

The Dragon Que Mo knife penetrated deeply into the trunk of the locust tree, and the wound actually oozed red blood like a human being.

No, he has no weapons now!

roar!

A huge black bear rushed towards the general who had lost his weapon like a madman. It was the most powerful among the beasts, physically strong, its paws could crack stone monuments, and its fangs could crush steel.

"Catch the sword——"

Just as Zhang Jiuyang was about to throw the sword to him, he saw an incredible scene.

I saw the general hugging the big tree on the side and suddenly pulling it out.

Boom!

The ground shook slightly, and the big tree that the two people hugged was uprooted, and the roots were still mixed with thick soil.

No, buddy, you are Lu Zhishen!

The black bear's ferocious eyes instantly turned to fear.

boom!

The general swung a big tree more than two feet high and smashed it at the black bear. It was really like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, with howling wind and no moonlight above his head.

Bang!

The black bear flew out like a rag doll, and before it could get up, it hit the sky again!

boom!

The black bear's head exploded, white brains flew out, and the big tree was shattered to pieces.

The general threw down the scrapped trees casually, and all the beasts were wiped out, and no one survived.

He slowly came to Zhang Jiuyang. Under the dragon scale-like armor, the red shirt was floating slightly. The invisible murderous aura made Zhang Jiuyang swallow his saliva.

"General, thank you-"

Zhang Jiuyang's words of gratitude came to an abrupt end because he saw the general reaching out and taking off the Ming King's mask.

Under the moonlight, her long hair flows like a waterfall.

Those eyes brighter than the stars were looking at him quietly, and there was a hint of heroism in the cold voice.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I finally found you."

…