Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 319 Kill kill kill!

"Haotian betrayed us."

Adam said as a matter of course.

"Although he and I are partners, we're not close enough to risk our lives for me. Haotian met Chu Xuan at the Zhongzhou team and knows Wen Lie's strength, so he naturally wouldn't risk his own life to deliver the message... It seems the Zhongzhou team has a method for continuously replenishing their mental energy, enough to monitor Xiangyang for a long time, or a technological artifact? Or maybe both?"

Adam couldn't help but think about it.

The God Team of this parallel world did not engage in a team battle with the Zhongzhou Team in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes, but sooner or later they will be separated by life and death. Before that, it is only natural to dig out the abilities and weaknesses of the Zhongzhou Team.

JOJR retreated to the inner side of the Mongolian battle formation, distanced himself from Wen Lie, and said to Adam, "That kind of thing is no longer worth dwelling on. Today is a decisive battle to decide life and death. If we win, everything will be easy. If we lose, even if we know the Zhongzhou team's calculations, what will it matter? Spit on them before dying? Can you win, Adam?"

"We will win. Isn't this all for the purpose of killing him?"

Adam's eyes were dim and his voice was low.

"Even if the combined efforts of the gods from 333 worlds and the Mongolian army fail to kill Wen Lie, he will undoubtedly die."

"Deduct points and erase them? I didn't expect you to be so unconfident."

JOJR heard the hidden meaning in Adam's words and was a little surprised, but also felt it was natural.

There was no other way. That person was so powerful that there was no chance of winning. We could only hope to kill all his teammates and let the Lord God wipe him out.

"Ding-dang! Ding-dang-dang! Ding-dang-dang-dang-dang!"

At the same time, Wen Lie had already fought with Genghis Khan again. The Canglang Qisha and Jiuyang Divine Sword fought for hundreds of rounds in an instant. The sword lights and shadows turned into a ball, and the strength collided and resisted each other without leaking a single bit.

"Instant kill, assault, encirclement, violent bombardment, strangulation, a hundred rips, bathed in blood, tearing the sky apart!"

"Shao Shang Sword, Da Shang Sword, Shao Yang Sword, Dayang Sword, Da Chong Sword, Shao Chong Sword, Da Ze Sword, Shao Ze Sword!"

The eight styles of swordsmanship and eight styles of knife techniques are both unparalleled magical skills in the world, both exquisite and domineering, agile and swift. The two sides fought hard in terms of moves.

However, while there is no clear distinction between superior and inferior skills in swordplay, the power of the two can determine the winner.

Endless ripples flowed through countless blood vessels, releasing indestructible sword energy. The power of the sword energy overlapped, like a surging wave, constantly accumulating strength and advancing the skill. The sword light of the Nine Yang Divine Sword became more and more dazzling, blooming with a strong light like the scorching sun.

The mere sword energy actually gained the upper hand in the collision with the divine weapon of the Emperor, the Canglang Sword!
The explosive force of the sword energy blasted away the sword energy of the Canglang Sword with overwhelming force. The flashes of the intersecting blades made Genghis Khan's arms feel like electric shocks, and even the blade suffered slight damage.

"Help me!"

After just a few dozen rounds, Genghis Khan's internal organs were damaged by the impact. Although he felt unbelievable, he did not care about his face and immediately asked for help.

"Please accept my power! Inspire your passion!"

JOJR immediately used his skills on Genghis Khan. In an instant, Genghis Khan's strength doubled, and the power of the Canglang Sword became extremely fierce, and it actually blocked Wen Lie's sword energy.

"Hmm? A bard?"

Feeling the power of Genghis Khan, Wen Lie was a little surprised. The last time he fought with JOJR, he didn't realize that JOJR was actually a bard.

No! Actually, there are some traces. JOJR has enhanced the strength of his companions, but his stand ability is so outstanding that the power of the bard is not very noticeable.

"The death of the other Genghis Khan was my mistake. If I had been there, you would have been the loser!"

There was a hint of regret in JOJR's words.

No one could have imagined that Wen Lie was so powerful that he could defeat Genghis Khan and 50,000 Mongolian cavalry single-handedly. One wrong move and everything was lost.

Now Wen Lie's strength has grown rapidly in the past two years. Even with his assistance, Genghis Khan cannot defeat Wen Lie.

"And then... boost morale!"

JOJR suppressed the regret in his heart and activated his skills and spells again.

Several musical instruments appeared around him, and invisible forces lifted up the instruments, plucking the strings, blowing the horn, playing the flute, and melodious and magnificent songs resounded through the sky.

The passionate war songs awakened the deepest strength in the hearts of the Mongolian soldiers. The tall and majestic Mongolian soldiers felt their blood boiling in their bodies, the hot blood burned their skin red, and their high morale and indestructible fighting spirit were revealed in their eyes.

"If a lion comes, we will fight to the end! If a tiger comes, we will fight! If an elephant comes, we will fight with fury! If a human comes, we will fight and destroy!"

The Mongolian soldiers sang loud war songs along with the magnificent melody. The iron hooves of the war horses shook the earth, and the galloping cavalry launched a relentless charge towards Wenlie.

For a moment, melodies, war songs, and the sounds of galloping horses bombarded the battlefield like nuclear bombs. The Mongolian army was like a group of mighty giant wolves, and the momentum of their charge shook the earth and the sky within a thousand miles changed color. Faced with this momentum, the morale of the Xiangyang army plummeted, and they could not even muster the courage to fight this army.

"Hahahaha! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! This is so funny, so interesting. I'm the best at using momentum, but I'm actually being overwhelmed by the enemy's momentum?"

Feeling the military momentum rising along with the war song, facing the Mongolian cavalry attacking from all directions, Wen Lie's body shook a few times, a crazy smile appeared on his face, and he laughed wildly towards the sky.

He had always been the one leading the army, using war songs to inspire the soldiers' fighting spirit and undermine the enemy's morale. He didn't expect that this trick would actually come back to haunt him.

"My Lord, do you need me to play a hymn?"

The voice of God Anubis rang in Wen Lie's ears, as if the Mongolian cavalry and war songs had aroused his fighting spirit. Wen Lie could hear the will to resist from the tone of God Anubis.

"There's no need. The other party isn't a demon, and we don't have any believers. Hymns are meaningless. It would be embarrassing if we let the other party's song drown us out."

Wen Lie grinned and rejected Anubis's suggestion.

"What are your plans?"

God Anubis has been following Wen Lie for many years. He can hear that Wen Lie is not going to give up, but has other plans.

“When dealing with people and enemies, poetry is the most suitable tool.”

Wen Lie's smile gradually turned bloody, and a murderous aura so strong that it almost dripped blood emanated from his body.

Like snow in June, an icy chill enveloped the battlefield. The men felt their vision blur inexplicably, and the sky suddenly turned red. "Heaven created all things to nourish man, yet men still complain that Heaven is unkind."

Wen Lie recited each word, emphasizing the murderous intent in the poem.

The Dayang Sword and the Shaoyang Sword came out at the same time, and the sword energy with unparalleled killing power blasted towards Genghis Khan. One finger broke the sword energy of the Canglang Sword, and the other finger bypassed the Canglang Sword and pointed at Genghis Khan's chest. The force of both hardness and softness broke the protective power and blasted Genghis Khan's chest into a cave-in.

Genghis Khan was shocked and retreated more than ten steps. He turned his body and took exquisite steps to relieve the force on his body.

"I don't know that locusts are everywhere in the world, and the common people and the king's ministers are suffering."

Wen Lie took one step forward, and with the second step he was already stepping on Genghis Khan. Genghis Khan hurriedly blocked his body with the Canglang Knife, but the force released by changing his footwork into a leg move was more powerful than any other leg technique. The power erupted from his feet shook Genghis Khan into the air, and the wound on his chest burst into bright blood.

"People are born with different statuses, and the noble are always favored by God."

Wen Lie stretched out both fingers, and two sword energies shot out, passing through the two sides of the Canglang Sword and piercing into Genghis Khan's body.

Genghis Khan's pupils shook violently, and a look of pain appeared on his face. He immediately wanted to use a knife to cut off Wen Lie's sword energy.

However, before he could make a move, Wen Lie had already swung his two swords in a fierce movement. Two sword energies slashed down from Genghis Khan's chest from top to bottom, all the way to his feet, almost cutting his body in half.

Then, he raised the sword energy from the hips upwards, and the sword energy went straight to the head.

"Fire, all swords drawn!"

At this moment, a giant sword with invisible fire burning on it fell from the sky. It was sacred and magnificent, majestic and cold. It gathered the power of the five supreme forces and rushed towards Wen Lie, just to prevent Genghis Khan from dying under Wen Lie's sword.

"Demon Prajna!"

Along with this came a tremendous force that shook the world. The mighty power of the thirteen dragons and thirteen elephants struck Wen Lie's back with a straight punch.

"The wealth and honor of a person are determined by heaven, while the poverty of the common people is caused by heaven's punishment."

The corners of Wen Lie's mouth curled up towards his ears, and his terrifying grin frightened the emperor in front of him. However, at this point, he could not put away his sword, and could only use all his strength to release all the borrowed power towards Wen Lie.

"A startling rainbow breaks the sun!"

The two sword energies merged into one, and in an instant, the dazzling sword light pierced through the sky. The extremely powerful sword energy penetrated everything in front of it and even pierced beyond the atmosphere.

The One True God! The Eternal Heaven! The Almighty God! The Great Celestial Lord! The Great Sage! The supreme power borrowed from the five major religions paled in comparison to the combined sword energy of the two suns.

The golden sunlight passed through the emperor's body, and the sword and armor were shattered at the same time, and a huge hole appeared on the emperor's chest.

In an instant, the scorching heat ignited his flesh and blood. The moment the sword energy passed, the emperor turned into a blazing pillar of fire and fell from the sky.

At the same time, King Jinlun's fist had already hit Wen Lie's back.

Thirteen dragons, thirteen elephants, a total of twenty-six forces burst out in succession in Wen Lie's body.

Even if there is only one force, it is enough to smash a mountain. With these twenty-six forces, not to mention people, even the vast earth will be blown into pieces.

However, the extremely explosive force that hit Wen Lie's body was like a drop in the ocean, without causing any ripples. Wen Lie stood firmly in place without even moving.

It was as if he had not been attacked at all, but was just blown by the wind.

"Impossible! How is it possible?"

Seeing the figure in front of him that was as steady as a rock, King Jinlun's eyes were like copper bells. He was filled with shock and anger. He let out an unacceptable roar and fiercely punched Wen Lie's body with both fists.

The two fists were like strong winds and thunderstorms, and more than fifty punches were thrown in the blink of an eye. Each punch carried a force that shook the heaven and earth, hitting Wen Lie's back and making a loud noise that cracked the rocks.

However, such a powerful and domineering force could not shake Wen Lie at all. It only tore Wen Lie's clothes. Under the torn clothes, the strong muscles withstood the fierce attack of King Jinlun, and only shallow blue marks appeared, without even redness or swelling.

"The Thirteen Dragons and Thirteen Elephants are an invincible force. You, f**king die!"

King Jinlun could not accept such a scene. A crazy expression appeared on his face. Even when Wen Lie turned to face him, his fists were still hitting Wen Lie's body.

Fear and self-esteem made him lose his mind, and in a showdown between strong men, losing one's mind means one step closer to death.

"Suddenly, a madman sharpens his sword at night, and the emperor's star flutters high."

Wen Lie pushed his hands forward and joined their palms together with King Jinlun's. King Jinlun only felt an extremely hot breath released from Wen Lie's palms. The terrifyingly high temperature was so intense that even with his tempered body, he could feel a slight heat.

"Nine Sun Thunderbolt!"

The surging force was released from the palms of both hands. The two forces echoed each other, shaking King Jinlun's arms apart, and merged into one within a close distance. It was an incomparably huge ball of red flames, emitting an explosive breath, giving people an extremely unstable feeling, as if it would explode at any time.

"Are you fucking crazy?"

King Jinlun regained his sanity in an instant, looking at the huge fire bomb in front of him with extreme horror in his eyes.

He believed that his defense was the best in the world, but if such a terrifying force erupted, he would be seriously injured if not killed, and the person in front of him could not escape the power that erupted at close range.

No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot be immune to the power released from himself. After all, power has no will, and it will not stop hurting you just because you are its master.

"From now on, the world will be turned upside down. Why should we be stingy when killing people?"

Wen Lie laughed wildly, and the huge fire bomb suddenly exploded. The terrifying power engulfed him and King Jinlun. The thick flames spread in all directions, and all the Mongolian soldiers within a hundred miles were drawn in.

The raging flames that swept in all directions instantly restored the morale of the Mongolian cavalry. Looking at the tsunami-like flame shock wave coming from the front, the Mongolian soldiers screamed in fear like women.

However, Wen Lie is a feminist, and his Nine Yang Thunderbolt is even more so. He will not let his enemies go just because they look like women.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of Mongolian soldiers were engulfed in flames. The scorching heat evaporated their brains and blood, burned their skin and flesh, turned their bones into ashes, and destroyed hundreds of thousands of lives in extreme pain.

(End of this chapter)