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Chapter 1487 The Ten Strongest Warriors, Severing Arms and Cutting Out Flesh!

"Hahaha! What a barbarian monk from another race! How dare you run wild on my Central Plains! Do you really think there's no one in the Central Plains to tolerate your bald monk's insolence?!"

Before the words were finished, a figure dressed in black martial arts attire descended from the sky like a god. He stepped on the "Plum Blossom Walking" footwork, his body drawing a graceful arc in mid-air. When he landed, dust flew up and actually sank a half-foot deep pit into the ground.

The newcomer was burly and had a resolute face. His brows carried an arrogant air of looking down on the world. He was Wu Wudi, one of the ten strongest martial artists under Su Ye's Divine Martial Hall and also a late-stage Celestial Realm cultivator!

He held no weapon, his hands behind his back, and a faint aura of dragon and tiger swirled around him, a sign that the Xuanwu True Skill had reached its peak.

Phagpa's expression changed drastically as he sensed the immense aura emanating from Wu Wudi, and a sense of alarm rose within him.

"Another late-stage Celestial Realm cultivator?!"

He subconsciously withdrew his true energy, took a half step back, and stared at Wu Wudi warily, his eyes filled with disbelief—a cultivator at the late stage of the Celestial Realm was already a top-tier combat force in the world, and now so many of them had appeared at once. The foundation of the Great Qian Dynasty was simply too terrifying!
"Foreign monk, this Central Plains has been a forbidden zone for you barbarians since ancient times. How dare you, a primitive and bloodthirsty barbarian, act so recklessly?"

Wu Wudi completely ignored Phasiba's shock, his gaze sweeping over the red kasaya on his body like a sharp sword, a disdainful smile curving his lips.

"Who are you? And why are you interfering in my struggle with him?"

Phagpa forced himself to remain calm, clenching his fists tightly, ready to strike at any moment.

He could sense that Wu Wudi's aura was even more domineering than Huang Shang's, especially his innate arrogance, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"Remember this: the one who will take your dog's life! It's Wu Wudi!"

Wu Wudi threw his head back and laughed loudly, the sound making the leaves of the surrounding poplar trees rustle.

"I created the Ten Great Martial Arts, and the Xuanwu True Skill is invincible! You, a foreign monk, it's your good fortune to die at my hands!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly swayed, using the "Plum Blossom Step" technique to its fullest extent, and instantly closed in on Phagpa. He clenched his right fist and unleashed the "Overturning Rivers and Seas" move from the "Mountain and Sea Fist Manual." The fist was heavy and fierce, carrying immense internal energy, and it truly had the momentum of rivers overflowing and mountains and seas overturning.

This "Mountain and Sea Boxing Manual" is a martial art by Wu Wudi, using mountains as the warp and seas as the weft. The punches are as heavy as mountains, and the moves are as varied as the sea, combining strength and softness, making it incomparably powerful.

Phagpa's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly circulated his Tantric energy and formed the "Great Treasury Dharma Wheel Mudra" with both hands. The golden Dharma Wheel was formed again and held in front of him.

But Wu Wudi's fist power was too domineering. With a loud "bang", the golden Dharma wheel was instantly covered with cracks. Phagpa felt a huge force like a tsunami hit him, which made his blood surge. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and almost spat out blood.

Just then, a glint flashed in Huang Chang's eyes. Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he moved like a ghost to approach Phagpa's right side. His right hand transformed into the "Nine Yin Divine Claw," carrying sharp black true energy, and went straight for Phagpa's waist.

"Humph!"

Wu Wudi caught a glimpse of Huang Shang's attack out of the corner of his eye, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed through his mind.

Given his arrogant personality, he believed that he alone was enough to deal with these foreign monks, so Huang Shang's actions seemed somewhat like an attempt to steal credit.

But he remembered Su Ye's instructions before he left, telling him to assist Zhao Kuangyin in resisting the Mongols and not to act rashly. So he suppressed his displeasure, and his punches became even more powerful instead of weaker.

With a move called "Mountain and Sea Fist Classic: Fist Overturns the World", Huang Shang unleashed his fists like a storm, smashing them towards Phagpa's front, leaving him no time to defend against Huang Shang's attacks.

Phagpa was now attacked from both sides and was in great distress. Wu Wudi's fist was fierce and domineering, while Huang Shang's "Nine Yin Divine Claw" was yin and unpredictable, and it was always looking for his weaknesses.

He barely managed to circulate his inner energy, using his left hand to block Wu Wudi's fist and his right hand to try to block Huang Chang's sharp claws, but ultimately he was powerless to do so.

"Pfft!"

With a soft thud, Huang Chang's "Nine Yin Divine Claw" struck its target first. Black true energy enveloped the claws, which gripped Phagpa's side fiercely, instantly tearing off a large chunk of flesh. Blood gushed out like a fountain, staining his red cassock. Phagpa groaned, a piercing pain shooting through his side, instantly draining most of his strength.

"Tibetan monk, prepare to die!"

Upon seeing this, Wu Wudi's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He instantly unleashed "Oracle Bone Dragon Claw - Thousand Whirlpools and Ten Thousand Claws," transforming his right hand into a ferocious dragon claw with a menacing aura as he aimed straight for Phagpa's left arm.

He despised these foreign tribes who invaded the Central Plains, so he naturally showed no mercy in his attacks.

Phagpa was so terrified that he no longer cared about defending himself. With his last bit of strength, he flew backward, trying to avoid the fatal claw.

Wu Wudi's speed was too fast. His "Plum Blossom Leap" footwork was like a leech, and he caught up with Phagpa in an instant. His dragon claws gripped Phagpa's left arm tightly.

"Ah—! Let me go!"

Phagpa struggled frantically, channeling all his inner energy to try and break free, but Wu Wudi's hand was like an iron clamp, and no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't budge.

Wu Wudi even activated the internal energy of the "Xuanwu True Skill" in his hands. The golden true energy invaded Basiba's meridians along his arm, constantly damaging his internal organs.

"You barbarian monk, how dare you be so insolent in front of me! Stay here and face the consequences!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Wu Wudi's eyes. He suddenly exerted force with his arm, and with a crisp "crack," the bone in Phagpa's left arm was instantly crushed.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Wudi roared and tore off Phagpa's entire left arm!
Blood gushed out from the severed arm like a waterfall. Phagpa let out an extremely shrill roar, his face turning ashen white instantly. Due to the excruciating pain and blood loss, the true energy within his body began to run wild and chaotic, and the golden aura around him dimmed.

Having lost an arm and suffered a severe injury to his waist, Phagpa's internal energy drained away like a flood.

This made him realize that he had no room to resist anymore, and if he stayed any longer, he would surely die.

However, although Wu Wudi tore off one of his arms, it also gave Basiba an opportunity to create distance between himself and Wu Wudi and Huang Shang.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he endured the excruciating pain and used the last bit of his inner strength to explode a thick cloud of blood mist from his body. Then, his figure transformed into a golden-red streak of light and fled towards the northern Mongol camp, leaving only a bloody trail behind.

"Want to escape?"

Wu Wudi snorted coldly, and was about to chase after Phagpa to kill him completely, but was stopped by Huang Shang.

"Brother Wu, don't pursue a desperate enemy."

Huang Shang was panting heavily, his face pale. The fierce battle had also depleted a lot of his internal energy.

“Phagpa has already been severely injured. Even if he escapes back, he will be a cripple and no threat. Moreover, there must be experts still stationed in the Mongol camp. If we pursue him rashly, there may be unforeseen consequences.”

Wu Wudi frowned, feeling somewhat displeased.

He originally intended to eliminate the threat of Phagpa completely, but he did not expect Huang Shang to come out and stop him.

However, upon further reflection, he realized that Huang Shang's words made some sense, and his main task this time was simply to ensure that Zhao Kuangyin would not be killed by the Mongols through these underhanded means.

Now that Phagpa has escaped with serious injuries, there is naturally no need for him to risk pursuing him.

(End of this chapter)