Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 304: Death of Temujin

The Five Supremes were defeated.

No one could have imagined that Temujin, who chose to retreat in the face of Wen Lie's sword, still had the power to suppress the Five Great Masters.

Holding a Canglang Knife, he was ferocious and powerful, with overwhelming demonic power, suppressing the Five Supremes so that they had no chance to advance and could only defend themselves.

He is like a god or a devil, exuding the domineering aura of conquering the world, which makes people tremble with fear.

Even if the five great masters worked together, they couldn't do anything to him.

"Fix...Control...Magic filling...Spell weapon - Burnt Gold Sparkling Stone!"

Seeing this, Zheng Zha took action.

The blazing flames were like a golden windbreaker blazing in the air, shining with scorching and brilliant light. The golden flames flowed on Zheng Zha's body, majestic and dazzling.

The combination of top-level light spells and dark magic formed a magical weapon that gave Zheng Zha incomparably powerful strength.

"Xian Gua method!"

Internal force and blood energy clashed violently in the heart. The Xian Gua method, which had taken three years to perfect, exploded with an effect that was beyond destruction once it was used.

"Shocking Baili!"

The light and heat from the flare gathered between Zheng Zha's hands, and palm power and strong light burst out. The golden power turned into an angry dragon, and with bursts of dragon roars, it spread for hundreds of miles and rushed towards Temujin.

The power of this palm is no less than Ouyang Feng's Toad Skill!
It’s a pity that it is still not as good as Temujin’s Canglang Sword.

"Canglang Seven Killing Blade! Hundred Splits!"

The knife light rose up, and in an instant, thousands of cracks shattered the power of the Dragon Subduing Palm. Gorgeous blood flowers bloomed in the air, and hideous knife marks appeared on Zheng Zha's arms.

Just a little bit and Zheng Zha's arms would be separated from him.

"Kagero Explosion!"

Zheng Zha exerted force on his waist, twisted his body suddenly, and kicked Temujin. The golden flames expanded rapidly, and the power erupting from his legs collided with the sword energy. Although he was immediately faced with inevitable failure, Zheng Zha had no intention of using this to defeat Temujin. Instead, he used the flames erupting from his legs to shoot out backwards like a supersonic fighter.

However, although Zheng Zha retreated, his palm power also provided an excellent opportunity for the Five Great Masters.

The sharp finger force broke through the air and touched Temujin's shoulders. The knife's momentum stagnated. Hong Qigong suddenly stretched out a bamboo stick and placed it on the back of the Canglang Knife, pressing the Canglang Knife down with the principle of using a little force to move a great object.

Guo Jing and Ouyang Feng slapped out their palms at the same time, and the power of their palms hit Temujin's body, causing his hidden injuries to relapse and causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

At that critical moment, Temujin attacked with a fierce blow of his sword, forcing Guo Jing and Ouyang Feng to retreat.

Three of them attacked, three of them held the defense, six against one, and it seemed like they were evenly matched.

At this moment, a powerful aura rose up, causing the situation to change dramatically.

"A sudden attack... Lightning Arrow!"

Zhang Heng bent his bow and drew his arrow. The golden arrow gradually cracked, releasing a dark breath of death.

In a moment, dense cracks were covered with golden [arrows], and surging momentum rose up. The bow with a string like a full moon shot the strongest [arrow] at Temujin.

Like a flash of lightning, it takes less than a second to cross a hundred miles, let alone a distance of less than a mile.

The moment Zhang Heng released the bowstring, the arrow had already passed through the six powerful men and appeared in front of Temujin.

Temujin's face changed drastically, and he immediately swung his sword, the blade splitting the [arrow]. The power carried by the [arrow] also completely burst out. The surging force of death and the condensed arrow tip instantly broke Temujin's sword moves.

The next moment, Guo Jing, Zheng Zha, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Yideng, and Ouyang Feng approached.

The six people learned the Dragon Subduing Palm, Fiery Sun Explosion, Finger Magic, Dog Beating Stick Technique, One Yang Finger, and Toad Skill without any instruction and learned how to give a drowning dog a beating.

Temujin's Canglang sword lost its technique and he was temporarily at a disadvantage. He was severely injured and looked very embarrassed.

“Namo Amitabha… Namo Amitabha… Namo Amitabha… Namo Amitabha… Namo Amitabha…”

Suddenly, the rippling Buddhist chants, the melodious Buddhist names, and the overlapping sounds of chanting came from afar like an undulating river.

Hearing this voice, a look of joy emerged on Temujin's face, while the expressions of Guo Jing, Zheng Zha, Huang Yaoshi and others became extremely solemn.

The chanting of "Namo Amitabha" should have been a solemn and calming sound with a Zen-like flavor, but it inexplicably gave people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

It seemed like he was chanting Buddha's name, but the sound was weak and filled with an evil and spooky aura.

For a moment, except for the disciples of major sects and first-class masters with authentic internal skills, the heroes of the martial arts world were distracted, their moves were disorganized, they moved around unsteadily, and were full of flaws.

The Mongolian soldiers took advantage of the situation and pursued them. In a blink of an eye, dozens of Central Plains heroes died.

Temujin also seized the opportunity brought by this change, cast the Spiral Nine Shadows, transformed into nine physical clones, and escaped from the encirclement of Zheng Zha, Guo Jing and others.

"Shut up! You evil demon!"

Zen Master Tianming was furious and quickly used the magical power of Vajra Zen Lion's Roar.

A roar was heard, like thunder rushing across a hundred miles, with the power of a Vajra subduing demons, which made the Mongolian soldiers' brains dizzy and startled the heroes of the martial arts world to wake up, making the ghostly Sanskrit sound lose its magic.

Everyone looked in the direction where the Buddhist chanting came from, but saw ghostly shadows. Thousands of women formed a long line. They were wearing white robes, with black veils from their hats covering their faces. They were chanting strange Buddhist chants in unison.

Babies, no more than three feet tall, were running and playing in the chanting procession. The strange laughter of the children mixed with the overlapping Buddhist chants made the scene seem even more eerie and terrifying, making people's hair stand on end.

In the middle of the chanting team, ten women in front and back were carrying a sedan chair. A demon who looked neither male nor female, wearing a tight belly-exposing outfit, was sitting on the sedan chair, raising her orchid finger and scolding in a delicate voice.

"Now that you have seen the Buddha King, why don't you bow down?"

The sarcastic male voice made people feel as if ants were crawling on their backs.

However, unlike his androgynous appearance and ambiguous voice, the aura emanating from the Demon King is truly powerful.

That aura was not the domineering aura of Temujin, nor the egoistic aura of Wen Lie, nor the martial arts aura of the Five Supremes, but rather an alien demonic aura that seemed to be at the pinnacle of power, playing with all living beings at will.

It was as if a substantial aura enveloped the martial arts heroes, and those juniors with only second-rate skills could hardly withstand it. Their bodies were shaky and they almost knelt down to kowtow to the Demon King.

"A man's knees are made of gold. He should kneel before heaven, earth, and his parents. How could he kneel before a masculine monster like you?"

Guo Jing shouted angrily, jumped up, and used his flying skill to kill the demon king.

"Five Elements Sword Power! Golden Sword!"

When Guo Jing was about to approach the Demon King, a figure suddenly jumped up from the back of the sedan chair. It was a man with a simple face. He held a knife in both hands and swung an unstoppable knife energy towards Guo Jing. The knife energy was so sharp that even Guo Jing did not dare to be careless. He hurriedly directed the palm power that was swung towards the Demon King towards the man with the knife.

The power of the Dragon Subduing Palm was unparalleled, yet Guo Jing still attacked in anger. Although Song Tian's swordsmanship was not bad, he was no match. His sword energy dissipated, and his body was thrown ten meters away. His trembling wrists could barely hold the hilt of the sword. "Don't panic, Khan. We are here to help you."

A calm voice sounded, and four figures walked out from behind the sedan chair: Adam, the general, Taiko, and Luo Yinglong.

In order to support Temujin, the God Team sent six strong men.

"Well done! Once you pass Dasheng Pass and return to Mongolia, I will reward you handsomely!"

Temujin laughed loudly and made generous promises to the members of the God Team.

Adam ignored Temujin's promise. He looked at Zheng Zha and Guo Jing and said calmly, "Everyone on the Zhongzhou team, and Mr. Guo Jing, we have a long way to go. How about calling it a day?"

Guo Jing said in a deep voice, "If we can decide life and death today, we can also save the people of the Central Plains from the suffering of future wars."

Adam shook his head. "Master Guo, you're being naive. Even if the Great Khan dies here, Mongolia will have successors. Kublai Khan, while not as good as the Great Khan, is still a rare master in the world. Even if these 50,000 elite Mongols die here, Mongolia still has 200,000 cavalrymen and can still invade the Central Plains."

Zheng Zha complained, "Just because you still have enough strength to invade the Central Plains, we can't weaken your strength? That doesn't make sense."

Adam said slowly, "You are the true Zheng Zha, right? You seem to have forgotten one thing. The weakening of strength is mutual. Both of your team's archers only have the power of one shot, and they have already used it. The psychic was also hit by Zhao Zhuikong and has not yet fully recovered. Your captain fought a battle with the Khan and must have been exhausted, otherwise he would not have allowed the Khan to leave. Moreover, Zhao Zhuikong is hiding in the dark and cannot join the battle for a while... Why don't you calculate how many of you will die if it takes until Wen Lie returns?"

Zheng Zha was stunned for a moment, looked around, found Xiao Honglu, and gave him a questioning look.

Xiao Honglu pulled out a strand of hair and frowned.

The God Team came cleverly. In fact, if a real fight broke out, they would definitely be defeated. It was just a matter of time.

The Tianshen team wanted to make a truce with them, but they were also worried about Wen Lie who might come back at any time.

Otherwise, only Zhao Yingkong and Zheng Zha could escape among them.

Guo Jing and others also frowned.

Looking around, there were less than one-third of the heroes still alive. If they really had to fight to the death with the Mongols, the only outcome would be mutual destruction.

Seeing that Zheng Zha and Guo Jing were both lost in thought, Adam shouted directly to Temujin: "Khan, let's go."

Temujin glanced at Guo Jing, led the remaining hundreds of soldiers, bypassed the Central Plains heroes, and walked towards Adam.

The heroes in the Central Plains looked angry, with extreme hatred and murderous intent in their eyes, but no one dared to act rashly.

The Mongolian reinforcements had arrived, but their reinforcements had not yet arrived. Letting Temujin go was probably the best option.

Speechless, everyone could only watch as the Demon King ordered the thousands of ghosts to protect Temujin and hurriedly left for Dashengguan.

For a moment, the morale of the heroes in the Central Plains plummeted. Faced with such a tragic battlefield where they failed to gain the fruits of victory, no one could say a word.

The cold night wind blows, making people feel cold all over.

Under the cover of night, the battlefield was littered with corpses and filled with a deadly silence.

After an unknown amount of time, heavy footsteps shattered the silent night.

"How's it going? Did you successfully kill Temujin?"

Along with the footsteps, there was also a loud voice. Following the sound, I saw a sturdy man striding towards me from afar, injecting his huge presence into the atmosphere.

"Warm..."

Zheng Zha gave a wry smile and greeted the man who came back.

The martial arts heroes all lowered their heads, and Guo Jing's face was full of shame.

"Guo was incompetent... and allowed Genghis Khan to escape."

Guo Jing spoke in a sad tone and turned his face away, indicating that he was too embarrassed to look at Wen Lie.

There were many people who had the same idea. Wen Lie had clearly dealt a heavy blow to the Mongolian army. Only less than 10,000 of the 50,000 Mongolian cavalry were left. Temujin was also covered in dust and fled in panic. Their mission was to beat the fallen dog.

The result? They couldn't even complete such a simple task.

Although there was a reason for the Celestial Team to come to the rescue, in the current situation, no one had the face to make excuses.

Wen Lie couldn't help but complain, "Escaped? No way! I thought you could definitely kill Temujin and those thousands of Mongolian soldiers. I may not have much strength left, but you didn't use much energy from beginning to end. It should be more than enough to defeat a seriously injured Temujin and less than ten thousand soldiers!"

The reason why he let Temujin go so easily was, on the one hand, because he really had no energy left.

If he continued to fight, he could only use the holy weapon, and he didn't even have much energy left to use it. If Zhao Zhuikong took the opportunity to attack him, he would be in trouble.

On the other hand, Guo Jing and Zheng Zha were also taken into consideration. Although Ming Yanwei had used up her ghost arrow once a day, the combination skills of Qi Tengyi and Zhang Heng, Xiao Honglu, Zhan Lan, and Lingdian were still there. In addition, although the other five masters were injured, their injuries were not too serious. Although it was difficult to kill Temujin, it was not impossible.

Unexpectedly, I couldn’t do it.

Xiao Honglu said sullenly, "It's fine to kill Temujin, but the loss is too great. It's not worth it to kill one Temujin and let the Zhongzhou team die."

"Alright, Temujin is quite powerful, but he has reached his limit. Killing him next time won't be any more difficult than today."

Wen Lie scratched his head and did not pursue the responsibility.

"By the way, where's Sakura Sora?"

Wen Lie looked around and found that one person was missing.

"Eh? Where's Sakura Sora?"

Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan looked at each other, and then they realized that they had not seen Zhao Yingkong since the encounter with the remnants of the Mongolian soldiers.

"Hehe! It's here."

At this moment, a charming chuckle came from behind.

"Hide and seek? Sakura Sora."

Hearing the source of the laughter, Wen Lie turned his head speechlessly, but was met with a hideous face.

The face had its eyes wide open, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"Temujin, I killed him."

The girl with a sweet smile stood quietly behind Wen Lie, holding a human head in one of her small hands, raising it high up, and smiled as if asking for credit.

(End of this chapter)