"Miyamoto Shenmu should know that he is not absolutely sure to beat you with his strength, so he adopted this kind of formation to confuse you."

Wu Tian sighed slightly.

"This illusion is really amazing. Fortunately, you woke me up at the critical moment, otherwise I would really be addicted to it."

Miko Tanaka said: "There is only one way to crack illusion, that is, face your past, especially things you don't want to face. Only in this way, illusion will not work in front of you. But it is really difficult to do this."

Wu Tian nodded.

On the top of the mountain, Miyamoto's Kanmu was pondering, and suddenly a stream of blue smoke rose from the pile of rocks, and his brows frowned slightly.

The samurai next to him stepped forward and said, "Mr. Miyamoto, our illusion array in the pile of rocks seems to have been broken."

Miyamoto Kanmu nodded slightly: "It seems that Wu Tian is really capable. He can even crack illusion. Be prepared for battle. Once the illusion is broken, it will be impossible for the next mechanism to trap them."

"Hi!"

Two warriors responded.

Wu Tian easily cracked the remaining mechanism along the way and led Shanyun and Tanaka Miko to the top of the mountain smoothly.

Looking at the coffin placed on the mountain, Miko Tanaka was quite excited.

"Miyomoto Shenmu, you beast, Japan has always been the most serious of the dead.

As a Japanese samurai, you do such a dirty thing, which is really embarrassing to you samurai. Now, the only chance you have to be redeemed is to commit suicide by septum."

Miyamoto Kanmu laughed and glanced at Miko Tanaka.

"If you want me to commit suicide by septum, it depends on whether you have the ability. As long as you can defeat me, I will commit suicide by septum immediately. If you can't win me, choose a grave here. I will kill you and bury you by the way."

"you!"

Miko Tanaka looked up and two darts shot towards Miyamoto's chest and throat.

The darts were heavily poisoned, and as long as any one hit, Miyamoto's divine tree would undoubtedly die.

"A little trick to carving insects."

Miyamoto Kamiki smiled slightly, pulled out the Japanese sword at his waist, brushed it twice, and knocked down all the two darts.

Miko Tanaka sent three darts in a row, but was still beaten by Miyamoto Kanki.

"You can use all the darts there, don't waste your time."

Miko Tanaka was furious and picked up the remaining darts and sent them out, but was easily blocked by Miyamoto Kanki.

"hateful!"

Miko Tanaka was furious. She wanted to go forward and fight desperately, but was stopped by Wu Tian.

"You are not his opponent, leave it to me and I will deal with him."

Wu Tian walked towards Miyamoto's divine wood, his face calm and his breath was stable.

Miyamoto Kanki saw that he was so calm, and he secretly admired him.

"Wu Tian, ​​you kid is really capable. You can actually block my illusion. It seems that my uncle died in your hands. But don't be proud, you kid, you are not enough to deal with my Miyamoto Shenmu."

Wu Tian smiled coldly and pointed at Miyamoto's divine tree with a Park knife.

"If you see it enough, you will know after a while. Now, you'd better think about what words you have to explain, so as not to be too hasty."
Chapter completed!