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"Sigh, why be so ostentatious? Wouldn't it be better to seek revenge in secret?"
"If it were me, I would definitely leverage the power of the Azure Dragon Society or other dynasties..."
The onlookers whispered among themselves, some expressing regret and others mocking.
All eyes were focused on the three figures soaring through the air.
None of the people present had a good chance of winning over Wuming.
Or rather, the moment the Dragon Elephant Monk, the Joyful Monk, and the Brain Demon Monk made their move, the outcome was already predetermined.
After all, it was the Great Yuan Dynasty, one of the three great dynasties, with profound foundations and countless experts.
Even though Wuming is a legend in the martial arts world of Yunzhou, the outcome of fighting against the entire dynasty single-handedly is self-evident.
"who are you?"
Wuming steadied himself, coldly staring at the three people who had suddenly appeared, his brows furrowed.
"Nameless! Po Jun is already a Protector of the Great Yuan Dynasty. Who gave you permission to act so recklessly in the Great Yuan Imperial City?!"
The monk Longxiang questioned sharply, his gaze sharp as a knife, chilling the air.
Chapter 102 Murderous Intention
The auras of the Joyful Monk and the Brain Demon Monk surged, and the killing intent around them suddenly rose, as if the air had frozen.
"You're going to stop me?" Wuming's gaze swept over the three men, his tone indifferent, yet concealing a murderous intent.
He had anticipated that the trip would not go smoothly, but seeing the three blocking his way still made him angry.
"Stop you?" The Dragon Elephant Monk sneered. "You think you're worthy?"
"Retreat immediately, and the Khan may spare your life; otherwise—today is your death day!"
The threat was made no attempt to conceal.
Although the previous exchange made him realize the nameless man's strength, and that he was no match for him in a one-on-one fight, this was the capital of the Great Yuan Dynasty!
One against three, the outcome is still uncertain.
Moreover, this matter concerns the Khan's reputation.
Regardless of whether Po Jun is in the wrong or not, he must not be allowed to die in the Great Yuan Imperial City!
If the opponent easily kills Po Jun.
What will become of the dignity of the Great Yuan Dynasty?
Where is the Khan's authority?!
If this matter gets out...
Wouldn't we become a laughingstock throughout the land?!
"Po Jun will surely die today!"
"Since you insist on stopping me, then come at me all at once!"
The nameless man took a deep breath.
Suppressing his anger, he spoke calmly.
But you can't hear any emotion in his voice.
But these plain words reached the ears of the Dragon Elephant Monk and the others.
It sent chills down their spines.
The expressions on their faces changed drastically.
His expression instantly turned serious.
"Since you're so stubborn, don't blame us for outnumbering you!"
Anger burned in the eyes of the Dragon Elephant Monk.
As the founder of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.
His approach was to overcome skill with brute force.
He has always had a violent temper.
At this moment, Wuming not only refused to back down.
Instead, he made the arrogant claim that he would fight everyone alone.
This made him feel utterly disrespected!
The overwhelming pressure from the middle of the mythology period erupted in full force.
His aged face was filled with murderous intent!
The Joyful Monk and the Brain Demon Monk followed closely behind.
The initial momentum of the myth was released simultaneously.
A terrifying aura.
It covered the entire area.
The suffocating sense of oppression, the almost tangible killing intent.
It sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers.
Even those watching from afar.
They were also taken aback by this scene and their expressions changed drastically.
I secretly rejoiced in my heart.
We just observed from afar.
They even made a point of retreating to a safe distance.
I'm afraid I won't escape being caught in the crossfire!
"Such murderous intent!"
"How much blood is on your hands?!"
They could smell the strong stench of blood emanating from the two individuals.
Wuming's expression changed drastically.
His icy eyes grew even colder and more chilling!
As a powerful figure who had grasped the true essence of the Heavenly Sword, he clearly sensed the terrifying nature of the blood stained with these two men's hands. Especially the overwhelming resentment emanating from their auras—they had clearly slaughtered only unarmed, innocent people!
He, who always considered himself to be on the righteous path, instantly felt his killing intent surge!
The temperature in the entire space plummeted to freezing point.
"How many people were slaughtered?"
"Not much, just a mere 100,000." The Joyful Monk smiled and twirled his prayer beads. "This humble monk has always only used women's skulls to make prayer beads, but since you are a legend of Yunzhou, it is no problem to make an exception. Rest assured, one day the Dharma drum made from your skin will surely resound throughout the land." He added humbly, "Only then will you be worthy of the status of a martial arts legend."
The scarlet words sent chills down my spine.
“Senior brother, the skull and skin are yours.” The Brain Demon Monk interjected, licking his lips. “But I must keep the brain marrow… The taste of a martial arts legend must be indescribable.”
His nameless face was as heavy as iron.
"Less than 100,000"—those few words, spoken so casually, sent shivers down his spine. 100,000 lives, treated like dust in the mouths of these two monstrous beings!
"You're worse than a beast!" His eyes turned bloodshot, and sword energy soared into the sky. "Today, I will avenge the wronged souls!"
"Heaven! Sword! Slay! Gods! Demons!"
A roar shattered the clouds, and sword light tore through the night.
The summit of the heavens seemed to be responding to his will.
Suddenly, thunder roared, shaking the heavens and the earth!
In the void, the clouds that had previously dissipated had somehow re-condensed.
In the blink of an eye, the dark clouds surged and stretched for thousands of miles, transforming into a vast sea of thunder.
Lightning flashed and the might of the heavens was overwhelming, inspiring awe.
At this moment, the expressions of the Dragon Elephant Monk and others changed drastically, and even the onlookers felt the overwhelming power of heaven pressing down upon them.
As their minds trembled, a thought involuntarily surfaced in everyone's minds—
"impossible!"
"We're both at the mid-stage of the Mythical Realm, how can you possess such strength!"
The monk's pupils shrank suddenly, his face filled with horror.
He was locked in by an invisible divine power, his mind trembled, and he could hardly control himself.
Such methods are beyond the reach of those in the Mythical Realm.
Even the legendary Shattered Realm is probably nothing more than this!
The Joyful Monk and the Brain Demon Monk were even paler, their hearts filled with surging fear.
If it weren't for years of arduous practice and a stable mind, he would have collapsed by now.
Even so, the two could not hide their panic.
"What...what kind of technique is this? The legend of the martial arts world is terrifying!"
"Even seeing it with my own eyes, I still find it hard to believe! Are we really practicing the same martial art?"
"The nameless senior truly lives up to his reputation as a legend of Yunzhou; such power is truly astonishing!"
"A single outburst of anger draws upon the might of the heavens; this is truly the pinnacle of martial arts! Nameless Senior, you are indeed the best among martial artists!"
"Heavenly Sword Slaying Gods and Demons? The name of this move is truly domineering! Just its power alone is enough to make even a true immortal god descend and not be able to withstand it!"
"The nameless senior's move was indeed earth-shattering! But this is the imperial city of the Great Yuan Dynasty. How could the Yuan Emperor sit idly by and watch his elite troops perish?!"
"Though I am reluctant to admit it, it is indeed the truth... Alas, I can only hope that the nameless senior can escape unscathed. If he truly perishes here, it will be a great loss to the martial arts world of the Nine Provinces!"
Everyone was shaken and deeply shocked.
The onlookers were dumbfounded, their hearts filled with endless longing.
If one day we martial artists can reach this level...
Even if I die, I will have no regrets!
200 - Temujin's killing intent, a rain of thunderous swords!
"The Nameless One actually possesses such abilities?!"
Temujin stared at the thunderclouds filling the sky, feeling the overwhelming pressure, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
While marveling at his talent, his eyes flickered between light and shadow, a mixture of admiration for his talent and murderous intent.
This person's combat prowess far surpasses that of the Dragon Elephant Monk of the same realm!
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they are worlds apart.
With such a prodigy, how could an emperor not be tempted to recruit him?
However, the two sides have now become enemies, and there is no way to turn things around unless Po Jun is handed over.
If we really do this, even if we can subdue Wuming, how will we gain the support of the masses in the future?
The powerful subordinates under his command may also harbor resentment.
After all, who can guarantee that if he encounters someone stronger in the future, the Emperor Yuan will not abandon him?
In an instant, the look of appreciation for talent in Temujin's eyes vanished, replaced by murderous intent!
Since it cannot be used for one's own purposes...
It must never be left to others!
Moreover, the Yuan Dynasty already had a grudge against this person.
If we let it leave today—