Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

A powerful martial arts expert, Lu Bu could crush him with a mere flick of his wrist.

This scene.

This not only shocked He Lian, the Xianbei Chanyu who was already inclined to compromise and seek peace, but also made Zhang Mu, who was standing guard for him, turn his head in surprise.

Zhang Mu glanced regretfully at the blood mist that remained after Kirby's death.

While inwardly criticizing the waste, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

If all the blood in a Martial Aspect Realm cultivator were extracted, it could give rise to at least ten or more Gathering Qi Realm experts.

If used properly, it can be imprisoned and bled out periodically...

It also provides a continuous supply of materials for refining blood pills, which may enable more people to break through their cultivation levels.

As for sighs.

If Zhang Mu remembered correctly, Ke Bineng was a powerful and influential figure among the nomadic tribes of the grasslands who had left a significant mark on the materialist history of his previous life.

result.

In this mythical martial arts world, he died so unremarkably today, eliminated prematurely.

Despite his feelings of regret, Zhang Mu still maintained his usual style of being diligent and thrifty.

Under the watchful eyes of the Xianbei Chanyu and Lianhe, a group of foreign people, a small jade bottle appeared in his hand.

then.

The mouth of the jade bottle was pointed towards the direction where the blood mist from Kebineng's corpse was dissipating. With a flick of Zhang Mu's finger, the blood mist seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, merging into drops of crimson blood that fell into the mouth of the jade bottle.

Lü Bu: "..."

Compared to Lü Bu's silence, the foreign tribes who saw this scene were all enraged.

"Han general! How dare you desecrate the corpse of our chieftain! Do you even consider us worthy of your respect?"

"Put down that small jade bottle, or we will fight you to the death!"

"..."

A series of stern shouts rang out, making the Xianbei people so angry they felt like their lungs were about to explode.

The arrogant and conceited Lü Bu was already infuriating enough, but who would have thought that the handsome young man next to him, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, would act so utterly inhuman.

"Insulting the corpse of your clan's supreme leader?"

Zhang Mu put away the small jade bottle and used his little finger to pick at his ear.

"Speaking of which..."

"Was Kirby still alive when he was crushed, so someone could insult him?"

As they spoke, Zhang Mu's black-armored martial arts avatar, formed from his blood energy, stood beside Lu Bu's Asura avatar. He gave a meaningful look to the Xianbei Chanyu and Lian opposite him.

Only then did he slowly speak, "How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air!"

"Do you believe it or not!"

"If you anger me, I might just tear down this royal court in a fit of pique."

An awe-inspiring aura suddenly erupted from Zhang Mu, directly matching Lü Bu's current imposing presence.

But the contradiction is...

The two martial arts avatars were 99 zhang tall, while the other was only 66 zhang tall.

Feeling the power Zhang Mu unleashed, the Xianbei Chanyu He Lian felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Although he was lustful and mediocre, he was not a great ruler like his father, Tan Shihuai.

But he wasn't stupid. At that moment, he immediately realized that this act of turning the tables was extremely shameless. The young Han general was also a powerful man whose martial arts realm was infinitely close to the peak of the Martial Phase Realm. He liked to play the fool to take advantage of others.

Faced with the two powerful figures, the Xianbei Chanyu glanced at the tribal warriors and shamans surrounding him and felt a sense of fear.

Can he really keep his position as Chanyu by relying on these people?

The more he pondered this, the more flustered He Lian became.

Subconsciously.

His gaze subtly drifted towards the distant Langjuxu Mountain.

Zhang Mu, who was always keeping an eye on the Xianbei Chanyu and Lian, could not possibly overlook this subtle move.

"So that's where it was hidden?"

"Fengxian, it seems that Tan Shihuai is indeed as you said, and has not died!"

Ok?

Lu Bu still didn't understand what Zhang Mu meant.

He then saw the black-armored martial arts avatar beside him suddenly turn around, and Zhang Mu's natal divine weapon, the black battle halberd, appeared in Zhang Mu's hand. He threw it directly at Langjuxu Mountain not far away, just like a javelin.

The black halberd was very fast.

Like a black lightning bolt, it suddenly plunged into the mountainside of Langjuxu Mountain with a loud bang.

As boulders tumbled down, a hollowed-out gap in the mountain peak was revealed to everyone.

Zhang Mu's sudden action caused the Xianbei Chanyu Helian's expression to change drastically in an instant.

But when his gaze fell upon the exposed gap, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Father!"

"The underground palace where you are hiding was discovered by the enemy themselves; it has nothing to do with you."

The Xianbei Chanyu and Lian comforted themselves.

He felt no remorse whatsoever for ruining his father Tan Shihuai's plan to feign death and infiltrate the imperial territory.

Since ancient times, the most ruthless have been those in the imperial family.

Moreover, his father, Tan Shihuai, was a powerful ruler of the grasslands.

He Lian dared to pat his chest and say with certainty:

If it weren't for Zhang Mu's unexpected blast that opened the entrance to the underground palace...

Given his father Tan Shihuai's ruthless nature, even if these two Han generals killed him and left before he broke through to the next realm, his father would not have made a move.

Compared to the Overlord Realm.

In his father Tan Shihuai's eyes, his son and Wang Ting were nothing, and could be discarded.

Because once a father breaks through to the Overlord Realm and his lifespan is extended, he can have another son who is even more successful than him, and then use his unparalleled martial prowess to create an even greater Xianbei empire.

Even if they were to conquer the Central Plains, it wouldn't be impossible for them to march south and slay the dragon.

This is what the father hoped for, not what he, now dead, wanted.

"Sandalwood!!!"

The moment Lü Bu caught sight of the entrance to the underground palace hidden in the Langjuxu Mountains, his gaze shifted from the Xianbei Chanyu He Lian, and his murderous intent surged towards the Langjuxu Mountains.

"Stop faking your death! Come out here and face your doom!!!"

Lu Bu roared, his eyes fixed on a dark gap in the mountain peak.

His roar was clearly audible to all the Xianbei people present, who looked at each other in astonishment.

"What? The...the King isn't dead?"

"Impossible! I personally witnessed the King's burial on the day of his funeral."

"What if the Great King isn't dead?"

"If the King were alive, how could he allow these two Han generals to be so arrogant!"

"..."

The Xianbei people present were abuzz with discussion, even forgetting the threat posed by Zhang Mu and Lü Bu. They all widened their eyes and stood on tiptoe to gaze at the distant Langjuxu Mountain.

however.

To their disappointment...

Despite their eyes growing sore from looking, there was still no movement at the breach in the underground palace that had been blasted open.

"Could it be that Gongzhi guessed wrong?"

Staring at the gap in the underground palace, even Lü Bu couldn't help but doubt Zhang Mu's judgment.

But just then...

"Ugh!"

A long sigh came from the gap in the underground palace of Langjuxu Mountain.

The voice arrives before the person is seen.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"You two are so young, you could be called two promising young dragons. You have the best years of your lives ahead of you, why are you in such a hurry to die?"

"That's fine too."

"Having drunk your blood and sweat, I can finally replenish the energy I lost when my attempt to break through to the next realm failed!"

Until the sound disappeared.

At the opening in the underground palace, a gaunt old man, emaciated and dressed in the robes of a Xianbei king, appeared silently.

He stared intently at the young, vibrant bodies of Zhang Mu and Lü Bu, making no attempt to conceal his desire.

"Gongzhi, the trouble you've caused this time is far too great."

"You've even provoked an old monster like Tan Shihuai. Should Jia lend a hand?"

Before the Xianbei people could recover from the shock of Old King Tan Shihuai's resurrection, almost the instant Tan Shihuai finished speaking, an untimely, languid voice rang out.

They looked in the direction of the sound.

Suddenly, the corpse of the Golden Wolf Guard commander, who had been brutally tortured and killed on the spot by the two Han generals, was seen to rise up strangely and slowly.

That would be fine.

Most horrifyingly, when the corpse of the Golden Wolf Guard commander, who had risen to his feet, opened its eyes...

The yin-yang fish that constantly rotated and changed within its eyes were absorbing the deathly aura left behind by the fallen people around it, giving the corpse a faint sign of regaining its former strength.