I, the military god of the Tang Dynasty, have risen since I destroyed the Turks

Chapter 776 The Wrath of the Dharma King

"What are you all standing there for? Are you waiting for me to be beaten to death before you make your move?"

The Golden Wheel Monk's roar was like a thunderclap, sending dust flying everywhere. His gaunt face was now contorted in a ferocious grimace, his eyes burning with boundless rage. The ambush, which had seemed certain to succeed, had been turned upside down by a Tang general who had suddenly appeared!

The elite Mongol soldiers, as if waking from a dream, drew their scimitars and charged menacingly towards the imposing figure standing in the center of the field—Li Kan.

Li Kan's eyes were wide open, and his legs were firmly planted in a horse stance like the roots of an old tree, as he was determined to withstand the attack of dozens of Mongol warriors with his own flesh and blood!
"kill--!"

A burly Mongol soldier was the first to attack, his curved blade flashing coldly as he aimed straight for Li Kan's neck. This strike was as fast as lightning; an ordinary martial artist would likely have no chance to react before being beheaded!

however--

"Crack!"

Li Kan moved with lightning speed, his right hand gripping the soldier's wrist like an iron clamp, and his five fingers exerted force! The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible, and the soldier immediately let out a shrill scream as his scimitar clattered to the ground.

Before anyone else could react, Li Kan swung his left arm and lifted the 100-pound Mongolian giant like a sandbag, slamming him hard into the charging enemy group!

"boom!"

Three or four Mongol soldiers were thrown to the ground by the impact.

"court death!"

The centurion leading the group, his eyes blazing with fury, gave the order, and the remaining twenty-odd elite soldiers immediately changed formation, fanning out to surround Li Kan. These were no ordinary soldiers, but the best of the Mongol Khan's personal guard, the Kheshig, each one capable of taking on ten men!

Li Kan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, veins bulging on his bronze skin. His black outfit was already soaked in blood, but it was impossible to tell whether it was the enemy's or his own.

"Li Kan, vanguard commander of the Tang army, is here!" His voice boomed like thunder, causing the leaves around him to fall in a rustling sound. "Today, I'll show you what the 'Iron Guard of Tian Ce' truly is!"

Before the words were even finished, the five Mongolian warriors in the front row attacked simultaneously!
Five curved blades slashed down from different angles, sealing off all avenues for evasion. This was clearly the infamous "Five Wolves Devouring the Moon Formation" of the Mongol army, a move that had claimed the lives of countless masters from the Central Plains!
At the critical moment, Li Kan suddenly lowered his body and swept his right leg out like a steel whip!

"boom!"

Dust billowed up from the ground as three Mongol soldiers were kicked away by this "sweeping through the army" strike, crashing heavily into rocks several meters away, spitting out blood!

Two more curved blades were already at him!

"Ding! Ding!"

Amidst the sickening clang of metal, Li Kan managed to parry the two steel scimitars with his bare arms, sparks flying where the blades touched his skin!

"How...how is this possible?!" The Mongol warrior holding the knife was utterly horrified.

Little did they know that Li Kan's "Iron Bone Qi" had reached a state of perfection, making him impervious to ordinary swords and blades!
“It’s my turn.”

Li Kan sneered, and his fists shot out like cannonballs, striking the two men squarely in the chest!

"Poof! Poof!"

Two jets of blood shot out from the backs of the Mongol warriors—their hearts had been shattered by the force of that punch!
"Useless! All of you are useless!"

The Golden Wheel Monk flew into a rage, his withered body suddenly swelling, his wide monk's robes billowing even without wind. He hurled his golden wheel, which shrieked through the air as it spun toward Li Kan's back!

Li Kan seemed to sense something and dodged to the side, but Jinlun still managed to carve a deep, bone-revealing wound on his back!

"snort!"

Li Kan grunted and knelt on one knee. This Golden Wheel Monk truly lived up to his reputation; the force of his attack had actually broken through his protective aura!

"Boy, it's your good fortune to die under the Buddha's golden wheel!" The Golden Wheel Dharma King grinned as he caught the returning golden wheel. His figure floated like a ghost in front of Li Kan, his withered palm turning a strange bluish-black, and he slapped at Li Kan's crown with a bloody wind!
"Poison Sand Palm!"

If this palm strike lands solidly, not only flesh and blood, but even refined iron will be corroded and have a hole made in it!
At the critical moment——

"Whoosh!"

A streak of silver light pierced through the air, striking precisely at the Golden Wheel Dharma King's throat!

The Dharma King had no choice but to withdraw his palm and retreat. The silver light "thudded" and pierced the tree trunk behind him. It turned out to be a uniquely shaped willow leaf throwing knife!

"What kind of hero bullies the few with numbers?"

A clear voice echoed from the forest, and a young man in white robes appeared, stepping through the leaves, his longsword gleaming coldly. Behind him, dozens of elite warriors clad in black armor surged forth like a tide, instantly surrounding the battlefield!
"The main force of the Tang army has arrived!" a Mongol soldier shouted in alarm.

The white-robed youth pointed his sword at the Golden Wheel Monk and sneered, "Old bald monk, do you recognize Li Wangsheng, the young marshal of the 'Heavenly Strategy Mansion'?"

The Golden Wheel Monk's pupils constricted sharply: "The Heavenly Strategy Mansion?! Didn't you already..."

"Disappeared without a trace?" Li Wangsheng twirled his sword. "Today I reappear in the martial world to take your head!"

At his command, dozens of Xuanjia warriors simultaneously raised their crossbows.

“Shoot!”

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

Arrows flew like locusts, and before the Mongol elites could react, they were riddled with arrows!
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Golden Wheel Monk suddenly threw out his golden wheel to clear a path, while he used his lightness skill to try to break through the encirclement.

"Want to leave?"

Li Kan suddenly sprang into action, his body covered in blood but his fighting spirit even stronger. He caught up with the Dharma King in one stride and aimed his iron fist straight for his back!
"boom!"

The Golden Wheel Monk hastily returned his palm to meet the attack, and the two enormous forces collided, causing the surrounding trees to snap in half!
"Wow!" The Dharma King spat out a mouthful of black blood, used the force to fly backward, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest after a few leaps.

"Don't pursue a desperate enemy!" Li Wangsheng stopped Li Kan, who wanted to give chase. "Treating the wounded is the priority."

He glanced around at the corpses of Mongol soldiers strewn across the ground, then at Li Kan, who stood tall despite his wounds, and a look of admiration flashed in his eyes: "General Li is indeed exceptionally brave, fighting dozens of elite troops single-handedly without retreating. He truly deserves the name 'Iron Guard of Tian Ce'!"

Li Kan grinned, revealing bloodstained teeth: "Young Marshal, you flatter me. It's just a pity that old bald monk got away."

"It's alright." Li Wangsheng glanced in the direction the Golden Wheel Monk had fled, his eyes flashing with cold light. "This great battle has only just begun."

Meanwhile, on a hill ten miles away...

Gongsun Zhi lightly waved his folding fan, coldly observing the battle in the distance. Behind him stood dozens of disciples from the Valley of Heartbreak, each with an expressionless face.

"Valley Master, are we really not going to lend a hand?" a disciple asked in a low voice.

"Assistance?" Gongsun Zhi smiled sinisterly. "Assist whom? The Mongols? Or the Tang army?"

He closed his folding fan and gently tapped his palm: "Wouldn't it be better to let them fight like dogs? Until they're both badly injured."

Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly hardened, and he turned to look at the forest on the other side.

There, a dark shadow flashed by.

"Interesting." Gongsun Zhi narrowed his eyes. "It seems we're not the only ones eyeing this good show."

(End of this chapter)