Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 302 Yellow Peril vs. Miracle
"Canglang Seven Killing Blade! Instant kill!"

Temujin raised the Canglang Sword high, charged forward and slashed fiercely, using the Canglang Seven Killing Sword's killing move. The sword's power was like thunder and lightning, and the domineering and sharp sword energy made Wen Lie's palm feel a tingling pain like a needle.

"drink!"

Wen Lie flexed and extended his claws, grabbing the back of the Canglang Sword with all his strength. The ripples formed a force field of attraction and repulsion, wrapping up the Canglang Sword.

"Nine Yin Divine Claw?"

Temujin laughed out loud, and with a twist of his sword energy, he broke the power of the Nine Yin Divine Claws. The sword slashed out and went straight into Wen Lie's palm, cutting through Superman's body.

The Canglang Sword is not an ordinary weapon. Its predecessor is suspected to be a heavenly sword refined by the Emperor of Heaven. Now it can be called the best magic weapon in the world. It is used by the best masters in the world like Temujin. To say that it is indestructible is just a statement, not an description.

Temujin had learned the Nine Yin Scriptures fifty years ago, and the secrets of the Nine Yin Divine Claws were all within his grasp, so it was easy for him to break the Nine Yin Divine Claws.

The best skills in the world, unparalleled martial arts, and incomparable magic weapons, all three appear in the same person. How could this person be so easy to deal with?
The first attack failed, and Wen Lie also judged Temujin's strength, but he did not retreat. Instead, he rushed forward and used ripple qigong to force the blood out of the wound on his palm with one breath.

"what?"

Temujin was shocked to find that after the Canglang Sword slashed into Wen Lie's palm with unstoppable force, it was as if it had encountered some divine weapon of the Son of Heaven or the Ten Perfect Demonic Soldiers, and was blocked and unable to move forward.

Wen Lie suddenly raised his foot and kicked Temujin with enough force to kick a meteorite like a ball, sending terrifying force into the warhorse's body.

In an instant, the warhorse was shattered into pieces, and the spurting blood turned into blood arrows under the control of ripples and shot towards Temujin. The most powerful killing move among them was Wen Lie's right foot.

Temujin drew his sword and retreated quickly, using the Star Shadow Step to avoid Wen Lie's attack.

The blade was pulled out from his palm, and Wen Lie immediately swung his arm. Golden blood spurted out from the scar on his palm, forming a bloody knife that flashed with lightning and slashed forward.

"Ten Thousand Men of Eternal Heaven! Thunderbolt Golden Body Style!"

Facing the Rippling Sky Sword that Wen Lie used blood to create, the Mongolian cavalry's skills were connected as one, bursting out with a dazzling Vajra force, blocking the front of the blade.

With one swipe of the bloody sword, not only could thousands of troops be split in two, but even mountains and rivers could be split in two.

However, when the blade hit the Mongolian cavalry, they were able to block it.

"boom!"

The golden sword and the golden shield collided with each other, and the sword and shield shattered at the same time. The loud noise and shock wave like a landslide swept in all directions, flattening the mountains and rocks within a radius of more than ten miles. Thousands of Mongolian cavalrymen in the front were also thrown to the ground.

"The Immortal Heaven Divine Art...is it a combination of the battle formation from Wu Mu's Testament and the formation from Wanfu Immortal Heaven?"

Wen Lie was surprised.

When he heard from Neos that the Mongolian army also knew the battle formations of Wu Mu's Testament, he guessed that the Mongolian soldiers would not be as easy to deal with as the miscellaneous soldiers.

However, he had never imagined that there was actually a master in Mongolia who, based on the Changshengtian magic, created the Wanfu Changshengtian that would only appear a hundred years later.

However, it seems normal.

The art of connecting internal force is known to the Five Ugly Men of Tibet, so it cannot be considered a profound secret in Mongolia.

The battle formation gathers the attack and defense of everyone. The only drawback is that the power itself does not change. It just gathers the power of attack and defense through the battle formation.

If you encounter a mental attack or a poison attack, you can easily break the effect of the battle formation by overcoming the defense of the group.

However, Wanfu Changshengtian made up for this shortcoming. When the internal forces were connected with each other, mental attacks and poison attacks could not produce miraculous effects.

"Steel Feather Evil Claw! Eagle King Breaks the Sun!"

When Wen Lie slashed the Mongolian cavalry with his sword, a group of Mongolian masters also rushed towards Wen Lie.

Hesaer's power transformed into a black eagle, and its pair of steel claws fiercely grabbed Wen Lie's head.

"The God-Slaying Poison Sutra! Hundreds of poisons invade!"

Zhamuhe jumped onto Wenlie and used his unparalleled poisonous skills.

"The antler method! Kill them all!"

Timur wielded the deer antler blade with great speed and power, like a hurricane and a rainstorm, chasing relentlessly.

Baiyan, Chilaowen, Wanghan, Hoelun, Ogedei and others all used their killing moves to surround Wenlie from all sides.

For a moment, Wen Lie felt as if he was in a sea of ​​fire and swords, with murderous intent everywhere.

"Get out of my way, all you bastards!"

Wen Lie raised his eyes, showing a fierce look, and pulled out Durandal with his right hand.

In an instant, brilliant sword light spread out like the sky after rain, and beautiful sword energy slashed out in all directions, covering all the killing moves of the Thirteen Wings of Mongolia under the sword light.

"Canglang Seven Killing Blades! Strangling!"

Suddenly, the Canglang Sword passed through the gap between the Mongolian masters and blocked Wen Lie's sword just right.

The Gray Wolf Sword generated a spinning force in the opposite direction, like a gray wolf baring its bloody mouth and biting the gentle Durandal with its fangs. The sword that was supposed to repel the Thirteen Wings of Mongolia was restrained and suddenly had no power to attack others.

In the past, Wen Lie always used his numbers to bully the few, but recently the situation has reversed and he has become the one to challenge a group of people alone.

The big brawl in Jujutsu Kaisen was fine, but no one was able to fight.

But now it is different. The Mongolian cavalry combined is no less powerful than demigods. The thirteen wings of Mongolia, excluding Temujin, are all first-class masters. There is also Temujin, the Wolf King, who is as powerful as him, watching covetously.

Wen Lie finally understood Dracula's thoughts.

But, ganging up on someone, right? Who wouldn't do that?

"The crucifixion platform of the Purple Flame Priest!"

Wenlie's Durandal and Temujin's Canglang Sword were entangled with each other. Facing the siege of the thirteen wings of Mongolia, he sneered and a blazing flame burst out from his body.

The raging flames shot up into the sky, and once they left Wen Lie's body, they transformed into huge figures.

Giant birds, giant fish, giant elephants, giants, giant snakes, giant insects, the Four Horsemen...

The flames that broke out of the body expanded and condensed into a solid entity that was almost flesh and blood, crashing into powerful enemies from all directions.

The giant bird Xiz spread its wings and flew high, like the incarnation of the storm, and swallowed up Hesar's body.

The giant insect Abaddon swung out its scorpion tail, piercing towards Jamukha. The power of the God-Slaying Poison Sutra was defeated by Abaddon's scorpion tail.

The giant fish Leviathan crashed into Timur, its antler blades slashing through Leviathan's scales with a continuous, crisp sound, yet not even a single blade mark remained on Leviathan's body. The giant's inhuman fists shattered Bai Yan's attack, the heavy fists denting the bridge of his nose.

The giant elephant Behemoth opened its mouth and bit off Chilaowen's arm. The body of the giant snake Satan wrapped around Wang Han's body. The four horsemen symbolizing natural disasters slashed their swords at the enemies in front of them without mercy.

Wen Lie was never afraid of any beating. He had the Crusaders in the past. After the Crusaders were gone, he went back to the world of curse war. Through the combined spiritual light of hellfire and elves, he captured disaster-level cursed spirits strengthened by the main god and refined them into apostles extending from the spiritual light.

Although their individual strength is not as good as his, they still have the combat power of the fourth level primary, which is more than enough to deal with some weak ones.

The siege was reversed in an instant. The so-called battle is so ever-changing. Facing the powerful attack of the apostles, the thirteen wings of Mongolia were defeated. Wen Lie also had enough energy to deal with Temujin's Canglang Sword.

"Swords shine, sing of miracles! Durandal!"

The light of the soul spread along the blade, the holy sword shone, the muscles bulged, and the three miraculous powers of mind, matter, and skill complemented each other, turning the impossible into possible and bursting out a hundred times and a thousand times the power.

The pure white sword light cut through the night sky, and the dark night fled away from the earth. The miracle that was enough to change the world and distort reality slashed towards Temujin.

This was the first time Wen Lie used his full strength.

The miracle of the light of the soul, the miracle of Durandal, and the miracle of Jacob's brothers and sisters, the three great miracles elevated his performance to an incalculable level.

Temujin felt an unprecedented fear of this sword.

If he fails to catch it, he will really die. Not only will he die, but the Thirteen Wings of Mongolia will also die, and 50,000 Mongolian cavalry will also die. The concept of Mongolia that he created will also disappear in the torrent of history.

This move must not be defeated no matter what!

"Children, lend me your strength!"

Temujin held the hilt of the Canglang Sword with both hands, and 50,000 cavalrymen quickly formed a battle formation, concentrating all their strength on Temujin.

In an instant, Temujin's power surged! It surged! Explosively! The rising power changed the color of the sky.

He raised the Canglang Sword high, causing thunder and lightning in the sky, and endless lightning.

Golden lightning fell and lingered on the blade of the Canglang Sword, with heaven and man communicating with each other and interacting with each other to generate energy.

In the blink of an eye, Temujin was filled with strength and could not help but express himself. Facing the miraculous sword swung by Wen Lie, Temujin also slashed out with his strongest sword!

"Yellow peril!"

The Sword of Miracles, the Sword of Disaster, the strongest swords in the world today clashed head-on, causing a scene of heaven and earth changing dramatically. The tremendous force formed typhoons, earthquakes, mountain torrents, and tsunamis in the conflict between each other.

A spherical energy was born from the collision of Wen Lie and Temujin's swords, and it expanded at an extremely fast speed.

The atmosphere was torn apart by the storm, the earth was crushed by the air force, and the sharp energy of the intertwined swords destroyed the material structure to the atomic level, forming a huge void between heaven and earth within a thousand meters.

Everything in the world, except the two sides fighting with swords, turned into nothingness in the energy of the sphere.

"Back off! Back off!"

Guo Jing and others arrived soon after, and even though they were a few kilometers away, they could feel the terrifying power of the clash between Durandal and the Canglang Sword.

As the energy from the sphere spread out, the ground it passed by collapsed like quicksand, and the birds flying through the sky disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The apocalyptic scene made everyone's scalps tingle, and they turned around and ran without hesitation.

The force of the clashing swords was chasing them closely from behind. Everyone could feel the deadly murderous intent following them at all times. The supersonic expanding storm made their hearts almost jump into their throats.

"save--!"

A Beggar Gang disciple was not good at light work and was a step slower. The force touched his calf, and the leg instantly turned into blood foam, and then the blood foam also evaporated into nothingness.

Before he could finish his cry for help, the power of miracles and disasters covered his body.

Guo Jing looked back, but he could no longer see the man.

However, more than one person disappeared in the expanding spherical energy!

In less than half a minute, more than a dozen people were caught in the flashing of swords and sabers. Before they could be rescued by Guo Jing, Zheng Zha and others, they died without a single cell left.

The energy of the sphere expanded over an area of ​​more than one hundred kilometers until it reached the border of Dashengguan, where it exhausted all its power.

Everyone looked forward with their mouths opened, expressions of extreme shock on their faces.

From Dasheng Pass forward, to a place where the boundary is invisible, a huge vacuum area is generated between heaven and earth. A huge hole opens up in the atmosphere, the rolling mountains and rivers disappear, and the sunken sinkholes are bottomless, as if the world has just been opened up and all things have not yet been born.

Gunnier's hands trembled as he asked in disbelief, "This kind of power! It's too strong... too strong! Was it Wen Lie who did it?"

He believed that his strength was far inferior to Wen Lie's, but as a fellow reincarnation, Wen Lie's gene lock was only two levels higher than his, and his enhancement was only one level higher than his. As long as he survived, he would sooner or later have such powerful strength.

However, Wen Lie's performance refreshed his worldview time and time again. Compared with the power Wen Lie showed at the Dasheng Pass, the power Wen Lie showed now was more than a hundred times higher!
Gunniel couldn't imagine his strength increasing to that level.

"So-called wisdom... is it really useful in a battle between powerful people?"

Neos held a piece of chocolate in his right hand and unconsciously exerted force, crushing the chocolate into pieces.

His eyes were blank and he couldn't help but doubt the meaning of the wise man's existence.

The right time, the right place, and the right people—these are the conditions for victory.

However, in the showdown between the strong, the climate is fleeting, the environment is no more solid than mud and sand, and the soldiers are as fragile as weeds.

The right time, right place, and right people, what the wise can take advantage of, is like a piece of cake to the strong.

"If nothing else, at least the people are useful. Wen Lie once raised the banner and recruited 500,000 soldiers. Through special means, he transformed them into fourth-level warriors. However, this method has been banned by the Lord God."

Xiao Honglu glanced at Neos as if he was looking at an ignorant country bumpkin.

"The people in this world are equally useful. If it weren't for the military formation, Genghis Khan would have been defeated."

Unable to accept it, Gunnier asked, "What? Temujin is still alive?"

"Did Genghis Khan win?"

Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi and others also looked at Zheng Zha with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Even they did not dare to withstand the aftermath of the previous attack. Once the aftermath of the sword and knife collision touched their bodies, they would be crippled if not dead.

If Temujin could win, then the Tiangang Beidou Formation would not have been able to defeat him in the battle a few months ago.

(End of this chapter)