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

A silver-clad figure mounted his horse, and in an instant, man and horse were one.

The unparalleled power to break through the formation emanating from both of them made Chu Feiyan feel as if her body was being sliced ​​apart by sharp blades.

Although he was only facing one person and one horse.

but.

The power emanating from these two is far beyond what ten thousand troops can match.

"kill!"

Realizing that if the silver-white shadow continued to accumulate momentum, she would inevitably fall into a disadvantageous position, Chu Feiyan made a move.

He thrust out his meteorite spear.

The bloodthirsty aura that had been blocking him and the silver-white general within the barrier was dispersed by the spear light of the meteorite spear.

The sharp spear tip aimed directly at the silver-white figure on horseback.

however.

The sage's figure outside the distant barrier seemed oblivious to Chu Feiyan's attack, his lips still uttering incantations.

Two lines of poetry reappeared in the void.

"The true master of forty-two years, General, should display your divine might!"

"boom!"

These two lines of poetry were recited.

The crimson sun that had been hanging high above the barrier crashed down and merged into the bodies of the white horse and the general.

Thousands of golden patterns intertwined in the void.

His silvery-white figure followed the chosen ruler of the Han Dynasty throughout his life, forging a glorious legacy that will last for millennia.

Amidst this extraordinary spectacle of golden light and a blood-red sun setting...

Chu Feiyan, who had thrust out her spear, was shocked to discover:

In his perception of qi, the silver-white figure on horseback vanished.

But in his naked eye...

A man and a horse stood there clearly!

"Could my shot miss?"

Chu Feiyan hesitated for a moment.

Just as he was hesitating whether to withdraw his gun and launch another attack...

Within the barrier, another unexpected event occurs.

In the blink of an eye.

The blood and golden patterns vanished, all merging into the body of the White Horse General.

"Sing!"

The white horse raised its head and neighed, its voice like a dragon's roar.

Its body became slender, seemingly undergoing some unknown change, or perhaps undergoing a leap in life evolution.

at the same time.

The silver-white figure on horseback gradually solidified.

When all change stops...

A general in silver armor and a white robe appeared before Chu Feiyan.

Silver armor, as white as frost!

White robes as white as snow!

The gleaming silver spear is incomparably sharp.

And behind him.

The silver dragon that the white horse had transformed into slowly climbed and coiled around the body of the silver-armored, white-robed general.

The dragon's tail was tied around the silver-armored general's waist, while the dragon's head emerged from one of his shoulders, watching over Chu Feiyan.

It serves as a foil.

He seemed to belong to a different world, a celestial silver dragon general who emerged from the age of mythology.

As for his appearance...

Just like before, it remained unclear to Chu Feiyan, shrouded in a hazy divine light, elusive and difficult to discern.

the other side.

Compared to the unparalleled divine might of the Silver Dragon General when it fully manifested and summoned its sage-like shadow form, it was now so dim that it could hardly maintain its form.

Literary talent has its limits.

He was not Zhang Mu in person after all.

When Zhang Mu emerged from his literary palace, the literary aura he possessed was almost entirely infused into the birth of the Silver Dragon General by the sage's shadow.

"Chu Feiyan!"

Just as the sage's shadow was about to dissipate, a wisp of Zhang Mu's will within it spoke.

"Watch closely!"

"And then the next shot..."

"You'll look really cool!"

The sage's figure vanished silently, leaving only Zhang Mu's echoing voice in the same spot.

"What? Handsome?"

Just as Chu Feiyan was wondering what Zhang Mu meant by "commander" in his words, the four lines of poetry floating in the sky transformed into four chains of literary arts that reached into the void.

When it reappears.

Chu Feiyan suddenly felt a sharp pain in her limbs.

He quickly lowered his head.

Four chains bound his feet and hands tightly, the chain marks deep enough to penetrate to the bone.

"You think you can control a company with these kinds of methods?"

"ridiculous!"

Chu Feiyan shouted.

His blood and qi surged, and he was about to unleash them to create a martial dharma form thirty-three feet tall, which would break the slender chains of literary cultivation.

But just as his martial arts avatar had condensed to a height of nine zhang...

Chu Feiyan suddenly let out a muffled groan.

He looked up at the sky.

The barrier that had previously enveloped his head was blocking his way.

No matter how much he tried to stimulate his blood and qi, the height of his martial arts avatar did not increase by the slightest.

That's fine.

Chu Feiyan's horrifying discovery:

The barrier enveloping him was silently absorbing the blood energy he was releasing, constantly reinforcing the barrier itself.

The more he unleashes his blood and energy, the more trapped he will become.

After seeing through this point.

Chu Feiyan looked again at the literary chains that still bound his martial arts dharma form despite its explosive growth, and finally his gaze fell on the Silver Dragon God General who had not yet made a move.

"Oh!"

Chu Feiyan smiled contemptuously, then twisted his neck, his killing intent solidifying into a tangible form.

"It seems..."

"You are the core of the barrier."

"Only by defeating you can this battle end."

"Since that's the case..."

Instead of retracting the spear she had thrust out earlier, Chu Feiyan poured all her blood energy into the spear.

One strike!

Tonight, he will defeat Zhang Mu with a domineering and fierce strike.

Not only must he shatter Zhang Mu's arrogant and conceited attitude that he finds unacceptable...

We must also let the Heavenly General know...

Chu Feiyan is no less capable than Zhang Mu, an outsider.

"kill!"

"Break it!!!"

This roar, imbued with Chu Feiyan's essence, spirit, and all her fighting will, seemed to finally awaken the Silver Dragon General.

next moment.

The Silver Dragon God General moved.

The silver dragon on his shoulder roared and flew out, its mouth snapping at the charging Chu Feiyan.

The light from the gleaming silver spear intensified, enveloping the entire Silver Dragon General.

A dazzling brilliance shone forth.

Under Chu Feiyan's gaze, which was difficult to look at...

In a daze, he saw two terrifying red lights emanating from beneath the misty face of the Silver Dragon General.

It was as if she was enraged by his actions.

Next.

He then saw the Silver Dragon God General, with crimson eyes, thrust out seven spears in succession.

First shot.

His gunfire was thwarted.

Second, third, fourth... seventh shot!

The next six shots were faster than the last.

Ultimately, they become one.

It transformed into a stunningly beautiful, deadly shot, imbued with unparalleled power.

"boom!"

The spear's light burst forth, forming a creature that resembled neither a dragon nor a snake, which struck him, instantly obliterating the nine-zhang-long martial image formed from his blood essence.

Chu Feiyan's Dharma form collapsed, her consciousness fell into a coma, and her body plummeted from the high school...

One last thought formed in his mind.

"Yan, so she couldn't even withstand two shots?!"

"Bang!"

Chu Feiyan's body fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The barrier in the void slowly disappeared.

The Silver Dragon General looked down at the unconscious Chu Feiyan, his body shattering into specks of light.

but.

On the verge of dissipation.

The silver dragon that had been coiled around him suddenly swooped down.

It bit Chu Feiyan's body and held him in its mouth, then flew gracefully towards the small mountain village.

Not long after.

The silver dragon came to Zhang Mu and General Zhang Bao, threw the unconscious Chu Feiyan down, and then dispersed.

"General Earth God!"

"It seems Mu has won this bet by sheer luck!"

Zhang Bao glanced at Chu Feiyan, whose breathing was even and whose face was pale. How could he not tell that Zhang Mu had held back at the last moment?

otherwise.

Chu Feiyan's condition is now more than just unconscious.

"hehe!"

"General Zhang is quite skilled. Even before he arrived, he was able to easily suppress a martial arts expert simply by using his literary and artistic supernatural powers from a distance."

"I did not lose unjustly."

Zhang Bao had no intention of defaulting on his debt.

He's not someone who can't afford to lose.

Zhang Bao then took out a simple, ancient-looking book from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Mu.

"The art of turning beans into soldiers is a unique skill of our Taoist school."

Whether you achieve anything depends entirely on your own destiny. If you fail to learn it, General Zhang, do not blame me later.

He left behind this statement.

Having suffered a hidden loss, General Zhang Bao of the Earth God had no face to remain here.

After bending down to pick up the unconscious Chu Feiyan, he left.

"Personal fortune? Taoist secret techniques?"

Zhang Mu put away the ancient, thin book that recorded the magical ability to turn beans into soldiers, preparing to study it again later.

The Taoist technique of One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones allows him to combine his own literary and martial arts cultivation, modifying it into a blood energy clone whose combat power can be controlled by him, with the highest individual combat power even being equivalent to the original body.

Zhang Mu didn't believe it.

With his abilities, he couldn't even handle a mere trick like turning beans into soldiers.

and.

If he were to learn this supernatural power in the future, he would surely replace the beans used to perform it with other materials.

After all, he couldn't possibly carry a handful of beans with him during a battle.

As for what to replace it with.

An image of a monkey with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth appeared in Zhang Mu's mind.

Monkey hair can be divided into millions.

Then he...

Could we improve upon and imitate it?