Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 298: Suppressing the Bandits: We Can’t Not Suppress Them, But We Can’t Suppress Them All

"Take over!"

With an angry roar, the dragon-shaped true energy came to life, and the palm power that shook the mountains and rivers formed a heavy pressure, restraining Zhao Zhuikong's body.

At the same time, Ouyang Feng's staff, Hong Qigong's stick, Yideng's finger, Huang Yaoshi's sword, the Five Great Masters of the World used their own best martial arts to kill Zhao Zhuikong.

How many people in the world could be treated like this? How many could escape unscathed?
Zhao Zhuikong is one of them.

He decisively gave up the stalemate with Wen Lie, released the effect of Inch Step, retracted the Han Guang Sword, and then took a step forward and disappeared from the encirclement of the Five Supremes.

At the same time, blood splattered.

Ouyang Feng, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Yideng, and Guo Jing all had hideous sword marks on their bodies. The most dangerous injury was on Hong Qigong, where tiny sword marks penetrated the muscles of his arm and almost pierced through the bones.

In an instant, the air turned into a roaring and surging angry dragon.

Wen Lie moved.

"kill!"

He stretched out his thigh, took a step, and his body became invisible. All that could be seen was the sound barrier and the air being shattered by absolute violence. Even the space had no time to make way and began to shake in the terrifying impact.

The oncoming pressure made Zhao Zhuikong's face twitch, and the skin all over his body wrinkled under the pressure. A strong sense of power came from the front, but he could not see anything clearly.

Zhao Zhuikong instinctively took a few steps and moved several hundred meters in an instant, appearing behind the wind pressure.

A drop of blood slid down his lips, and his straight nose had collapsed.

"boom!!!"

As the raised foot touched the ground, the wind pressure changed direction, and the soil and rocks turned into dust under the impact. The ground cracked, and a gully hundreds of meters wide spread towards Zhao Zhuikong. A phantom-like figure crossed the space and raised his fist to swing at Zhao Zhuikong's face.

Zhao Zhuikong immediately moved away, and his empty fist released destructive pressure forward.

A hundred miles ahead, the land suddenly became empty, and countless soil and rocks evaporated under the destruction of this punch.

"boom!"

The force had lost its effect, and Wen Lie's phantom turned like lightning, chasing after Zhao Zhuikong with the pace of ravaging the world.

The concept of distance seemed to have disappeared from this world. Zhao Zhuikong jumped a thousand meters from the opposite direction. When his figure emerged from the space, Wen Lie's face also appeared in front of him, and a ferocious fist smashed into his head.

Zhao Zhuikong could only continue jumping and move to another place in Dashengguan.

However, whenever he appeared in a location, Wen Lie would immediately appear nearby, swinging his fists without restraint, not caring about razing Dashengguan to the ground.

I don’t know how many people were affected. As the wind pressure passed by, clouds of blood mist spread out, and it was impossible to tell how many people were there.

Looking around, it seemed as if a terrible natural disaster had taken over as a human being, bringing devastating disaster to this land.

Guo Jing covered his wound and saw what was happening in front of him. He was so anxious that his blood rushed to his heart and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"No! We can't fight anymore! If we keep fighting, Dashengguan will be lost."

Hong Qigong's face also changed drastically, and he jumped in anxiety.

Ouyang Feng's face was gloomy.

He believed that he had seen Wen Lie's full strength, and that he was able to suppress Wen Lie before he learned the Nine Yin Divine Claws and had a breakthrough. If he didn't understand the flaws in Wen Lie's moves, his chances of winning against Wen Lie would be no more than 30%.

However, Wen Lie used reality to tell him that what was this 30%? What was this flaw? What was this move? None of it existed!
Just this straight forward brute force alone is already ten or even nine times stronger than his!
Although Wen Lie here was unarmed, he had already used the light of his mind. Jacob's hands and feet were exerting 300% of their power, which increased his strength by a hundred times and his combat ability by ten times.

Even Zhao Zhuikong, who had the ability to transfer space, could only be chased and beaten.

However, Zhao Zhuikong ran fast, and the ones who suffered were basically bystanders.

A figure flashed and appeared beside Zheng Zha. He said solemnly, "Mr. Zheng, please stop Mr. Wen and ask him not to hurt any more innocent people. We held the Heroes Conference to defend our country. He is putting the cart before the horse!"

Yideng's tone was very harsh, and he didn't know how many times he had used such a harsh tone in the first few decades of his life.

Zheng Zha has deeply understood the seriousness of the problem.

"Stop Wen Lie?"

A helpless and bitter look appeared on his face.

It's easy to say, Wen Lie lost his head in order to kill the enemy. He has already played so big, who can stop him?

Xiao Honglu touched his ear with his index finger and suddenly shouted to Zhan Lan, "Zhan Lan, use the mind chain to connect my spirit body with Wen Lie's."

Zhan Lan was stunned for a moment, then stood up from Zheng Zha's arms, closed his eyes, and concentrated his mental power, extending it towards Wen Lie.

The terrifying storm was like a tsunami, surging endlessly in the void, even disturbing Zhan Lan's mental power. Fortunately, her mental power was condensed enough, and after some effort, she finally connected to Wen Lie's spiritual body.

"Wen Lie, Chu Xuan asked me to tell you that Zhao Zhuikong and the Celestial Gods are still useful. If they're alive, we can get more side plots and bonus points."

Xiao Honglu's voice rang out from his sea of ​​consciousness, but Wen Lie paid no attention to it. The fight had already come to this point, so why bother about more side plots and bonus points?

Aren’t the reward points and side stories that the Zhongzhou team can get through the Tianshen team and Zhao Zhuikong the result of killing all these people?
Seeing that Wen Lie didn't stop, Xiao Honglu continued, "Besides that, do you know what nuclear blackmail is?"

Wen Lie slowed down: "Nuclear blackmail..."

Xiao Honglu plucked out a strand of hair, a cunning look flashing across his face. "We can't stop suppressing the bandits, but we can't wipe them all out either. I don't need to explain this, do I? If you keep Zhao Zhuikong, you'll claim your martial arts skills aren't up to par, that relying solely on brute force is too damaging and unsustainable, and you'll ask Guo Jing and the others for their signature skills and Wu Mu's will."

Wen Lie complained, "Fuck it, you can't last long. You're a small guy driving a big car. I've been wanting to complain about your sexual quirks for a long time, don't you know?"

Xiao Honglu rolled his eyes and said coldly, "There's one more thing. Zhan Lan discovered that the Mongolian army had bypassed Dasheng Pass and was heading towards Xiangyang. The Tianshen team came to challenge us in a one-on-one duel, probably to cover Genghis Khan's army. If we don't rush back, Xiangyang City, lacking experts, won't be able to hold out for much longer."

As she spoke, Zhan Lan's mental power shared the images she scanned with Wen Lie.

A huge army appeared hundreds of kilometers away. There were no infantry, only Mongolian cavalry, numbering no less than 50,000.

If it were in the real world, this number would already account for half of the total Mongolian cavalry.

It can be seen that they are all elite troops, advancing at a speed of about 100 meters per second.

At this speed, if nothing unexpected happens, the army will be able to reach Xiangyang smoothly before dawn.

"Who dares to peek!"

Suddenly, a hoarse, angry curse echoed through the mental scan. Amidst the Mongol cavalry, an old man dressed as a shaman raised his head, his patterned face revealing a sinister expression.

"ah!"

Zhan Lan screamed, as if he had been ambushed. The mental scan lost its effect and he could no longer observe the advance of the Mongolian army.

Zhan Lan said anxiously, "Wen Lie, this time Genghis Khan is leading an army that includes not only the Mongolian cavalry but also many experts. If we don't stop them in time, Xiangyang will be in real trouble!"

"I understand. I'll get my head back first."

Wen Lie was convinced.

He believed that he could kill Zhao Zhuikong. Although Zhao Zhuikong ran fast, he could still kill him after chasing him for ten days or half a month.

As long as there is sun in the sky, he will not be inferior to anyone else in terms of consumption.

However, it was obvious that Xiangyang could not hold out that long.

Wen Lie's pursuit gradually slowed down, and Zhao Zhuikong also noticed that Wen Lie's offensive had decreased compared to before, and the pressure on him was relieved a lot.

"An overdraft tactic? Or is it because he lost his head and can't last?"

Zhao Zhuikong guessed secretly, seized an opportunity, and his figure flashed. The sword in his hand trembled, and under the high-speed vibration, it crossed the space and slashed towards Wen Lie.

If Wen Lie's condition had really deteriorated, he would have been seriously injured by Zhao Zhuikong's sudden attack. However, the problem was that his condition had not deteriorated. The Hanguang Sword came slashing down, but before it touched Wen Lie's skin, Wen Lie's claws had already closed, and the repulsive and attractive forces trapped the sword blade.

Bait?

Zhao Zhuikong made a judgment and immediately took back the Hanguang Sword and continued to play the game of tag with Wen Lie.

At this moment, Wen Lie's arms suddenly swelled up, bursting out with extremely heavy power. The strength between his claws pulled the blade of the Han Guang Sword and swung the Han Guang Sword to the right.

The sudden huge force prevented Zhao Zhuikong from retracting his sword in time. Instead, he was affected and lost his balance in an instant.

At this moment, Wen Lie took a step forward, leaving a shadow over a hundred meters long in space. He instantly appeared in front of Zhao Zhuikong and punched him in the face.

"Oh!"

The powerful iron fist smashed Zhao Zhuikong's skull, and blood, teeth, flesh, and broken bones spurted out from Zhao Zhuikong's face like bullets.

Zhao Zhuikong's body flew into the air and suddenly fell back several hundred meters.

However, this punch did not kill Zhao Zhuikong directly.

Zhao Zhuikong had been immersed in the initial stage of the fourth level for an unknown amount of time, and had also strengthened his chakra, which had special defensive properties against blunt attacks. Wen Lie's fist landed on Zhao Zhuikong's face. He looked very embarrassed, but the injury he suffered was not as serious as it seemed. At least 40% of the force was absorbed by him at the moment he flew backwards.

Zhao Zhuikong spun in the sky, his body disappeared in an instant, and then appeared a few hundred meters away. Then he flashed a few times and fled without stopping for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the Dashengguan area.

The battle on the other side was gradually coming to an end.

Mahalakshatra stood on the cracked hillside with a dazed look on his face. The sudden disappearance of the commander-in-chief and Wen Lie from his sight made him confused about the current situation.

"Qinggong? What kind of Qinggong is so powerful? Even the Xiaoyao Sect's Qinggong has traces of it."

While practicing Qigong to heal his wounds, Mahalakshatra muttered to himself, not knowing whether he should continue to stay here and wait, or catch up with King Jinlun and the others immediately.

While Mahalakshatra was hesitating, Wen Lie in Dasheng Pass also burst out with all his strength, venting his power without restraint. Even the hillside hundreds of kilometers away was affected and began to shake.

Mahalakshatra was terrified. From afar, he could vaguely see a headless corpse punching and kicking in the sky. Each of its simple and unpretentious moves had the power to make the sky collapse and the earth split.

He really didn't dare to delay any longer, so Mahalakshatra recited a few blessing scriptures for the commander-in-chief who was taking Wen Lie away, and then prepared to leave.

At this moment, the commander-in-chief appeared out of thin air again.

"Brother JO."

Not seeing Wen Lie, the Great Wheel King's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly shouted to the commander-in-chief, "Where's Wen Lie? You defeated him? Great! I didn't expect Brother JO to have such a skill. When I return to Mongolia, I will definitely take credit for Brother JO."

The commander-in-chief looked serious and shook his head.

"I don't know whether Wen Lie was defeated or not. I just hope that Wen Lie has never watched JoJo's Bizarre Adventure 7 before and doesn't know what my D4C is capable of. Otherwise, he will be back soon."

Upon hearing this, the joy on Mahalakshatra's face disappeared, and the commander-in-chief had already walked past him and chased in the direction where Luo Yinglong and others left.

Mahalakshatra did not catch up. His body froze in place, his strong skin was tense, and he dared not move his eyes away from the front for a moment.

Sensing something unusual, the commander-in-chief's expression became extremely complicated.

"What I strengthened wasn't some martial arts, but ripple qigong. So guess whether I know your D4C?"

Wen Lie's voice sounded from behind, followed by a sharp wind.

The claw wind, which was no less powerful than any sword, broke open Mahavira's chest and severed several bones.

The claw wind that passed by him landed on the commander-in-chief's back, pressing him to the ground.

"Then guess what, Captain of Team Nakasu. As the captain of Team Celestial, do I have the Enhanced Love Train?"

The commander-in-chief fell to the ground. Although he was in a mess, his tone was very calm, as if he was sitting at the negotiation table instead of lying on the mud.

Before he finished speaking, a golden light curtain rose from behind him, forming an indestructible wall.

Although he said it lightly, the commander-in-chief was extremely nervous in his heart.

Although Love Train is an invincible stand, its energy consumption is also extremely serious. With his strength, he can't hold on for long. He can only engage in psychological warfare with the captain of the Zhongzhou team to see if he can force him back and find a chance to escape.

"Why not give it a try? I also want to know if my strength can break the Love Train?"

Wen Lie walked past Mahalakshatra with a cold smile, not frightened by the commander-in-chief's threat at all.

He didn't need to guess at all, and the commander-in-chief didn't really let him guess. After all, given the wealth of the Celestial Team, it was normal to strengthen the Love Train.

But...it's not a big problem.

As for the spatial system and the causal system, with the fourth-order intermediate realm, I can barely cope with them.

(End of this chapter)