harleyscars Page 143
Page 143
Wouldn't this create a powerful enemy for the Yuan Dynasty in the future?!
Temujin, his face grim, gave the order in a cold voice.
"Convey my decree! Order Padmasambhava to proceed immediately!"
"No matter what, the nameless must be preserved!"
The hall was instantly enveloped in a chilling killing intent.
"As the Khan commands!"
A dark figure moved in response and silently disappeared into the shadows.
"Hmph! How could mere heretics and demons possibly comprehend the power of the Heavenly Sword!"
Wuming coldly swept his gaze over the terrified expressions of the Dragon Elephant Monk and the others, and let out a heavy snort.
Immediately, he raised his hands high and shouted:
"fall!!!"
boom! boom! boom! !
At his command, the thunderclouds that had been accumulating deep in the sky suddenly erupted.
Amidst the deafening roar, countless bolts of lightning poured down like a torrential rain!
The strange phenomena of heaven and earth that had been gradually fading away have reappeared at this moment.
A dazzling white light instantly illuminated the entire space, so bright it was blinding, drawing everyone's attention involuntarily.
The world seemed to be filled only with this dazzling flash of lightning.
Even more shockingly, as the lightning bolts fell, they quickly intertwined and transformed into countless three-foot-long lightning swords!
Each thunder sword was crackling with violent lightning, its power astonishing!
A terrifying pressure swept across the heavens and earth, and countless lightning swords crashed down like a torrential rain!
"Join forces to resist!!"
The monk suppressed his fear and shouted loudly.
He dared not hold back in the slightest and immediately unleashed all his power, raising his strength to its peak!
The Joyful Monk and the Brain Demon Monk dared not be negligent either, gritting their teeth and exerting all their strength to meet this earth-shattering blow!
"Dragon and Elephant Break Through the Sky!"
"joy!!"
"The Blood Demon Slays Gods!!"
Three angry shouts resounded through the sky.
The power of heaven and earth surged and boiled, instantly transforming into a terrifying phenomenon.
The five-clawed golden dragon and the colossal elephant hovered in the air, roaring at Lei Jianyu.
The golden Buddha smiled as he held up a flower, then raised his hand and unleashed a colossal palm that blotted out the sky.
The Demon Flame Giant roared to the sky, unleashing a massive, jet-black blade.
The onlookers were all horrified, and gasps of shock echoed throughout the room.
Everyone was stunned, their eyes filled with shock and fear.
Those with weak cultivation levels were knocked unconscious by the overwhelming pressure before they could even see the battle situation clearly.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides' attacks collided with a deafening roar.
The Dragon Elephant Monk and the others unleashed their full power, but their attack shattered like glass before Lei Jianyu.
The golden dragon dissipated, the Buddha vanished, and the blood demon crumbled—the majestic power of Heaven was unstoppable!
"Impossible!" The three monks, including the dragon and elephant, turned ashen-faced and hastily launched an attack.
A deafening explosion shook the heavens, and a devastating shockwave swept across all directions.
The void trembled, and the wind and clouds changed color.
The blinding light was too intense to look at directly.
Chapter 103 No bones left
Those martial artists who were caught in the aftershocks scrambled to their feet and looked up at the sky.
The figures present gradually became clearer.
The nameless one was the first to be affected.
Despite the earth-shattering power of that move just now.
But it also exhausted his strength.
Even though he was a legend in the martial arts world of Yunzhou.
Even though he had already comprehended the Heavenly Sword Realm.
He was still pale at this moment.
His aura had clearly weakened considerably!
However, in comparison.
He is already in the best form on the court.
Let's look at the three monks, the dragon and the elephant.
They were all disheveled, their clothes torn and tattered.
Blood was everywhere on his lips and clothes.
He looked utterly disheveled!
Where is the imposing figure he had when he first appeared?
No one noticed.
Po Jun is Wuming's target and his enemy.
They were long ago reduced to ashes in the thunder and rain of swords!
Countless fragments of flesh and blood did not even have time to fall.
It was crushed into dust by the power of heaven and earth.
In a true sense, no remains were found!
Wuming sighed inwardly.
A sense of melancholy welled up in my heart.
A fleeting feeling of guilt towards his master crossed his mind.
He quickly regained his composure.
His cold gaze locked onto the Joyful Monk and the Brain Demon Monk.
"Cough cough..."
"Nameless, Po Jun is dead."
"Do you intend to wipe them all out?!"
The monk coughed up blood.
He shouted in a panic.
The brain-demon monk standing to the side was also tense.
His eyes were full of wariness.
"Killing Po Jun was for personal grudges."
"And you must pay for the lives of those innocent people."
"If I let you go today..."
"More people will suffer in the future!"
Wuming slowly shook his head.
The nameless man stated calmly.
His tone was calm and resolute.
His eyes revealed an unwavering conviction.
"How could the Khan forgive you for doing this?"
"Don't forget, this is the capital!"
Do you think the Khan will stand idly by?
The monk suppressed his anger, but his voice carried a hint of panic.
"Whether it succeeds or not, we'll know once we try."
"I only ask that I have a clear conscience."
Wuming smiled calmly, completely unconcerned about his threat.
He was preparing to make another move.
A short figure blocked the way for the three monks.
Shockingly so.
The person who came was a child who was less than four feet tall!
His youthful face contrasted sharply with his elusive movements.
To appear out of thin air in front of the four mythical powerhouses—
This is something no ordinary child could do!
The martial artists were dumbfounded and incredulous.
And even more surprisingly...
It was the respectful posture of the three monks, the dragon and the elephant.
They unconsciously bowed slightly.
Only Wuming stopped moving.
He stared at the child with a furrowed brow.
Only he knew the truth—
He had already sealed off the surrounding space.
However, the opponent was able to break through silently.
This strength is unfathomable!
He was absolutely certain of it.
The cultivation level of the person before me is definitely above my own!
The nameless man asked in a deep voice:
"What is your name?"
"Padmasambhava".
The other party, who appeared to be a child, gave a brief response.
Although his voice was young, his words carried a sense of vicissitude, like those of an elder who had experienced the world.
"It's you?!"
The nameless man's pupils contracted.
Before coming here, he had already gathered intelligence on the Great Yuan Dynasty.