A group of powerful men dressed in black and masked were besieging an old monk. Upon closer inspection, the old monk turned out to be Hong Sheng, one of the Three Hongs who had gone to support Puyin earlier.
At this moment, Hong Sheng was in an extremely miserable state. His left arm had been severed at the shoulder, and he had many deep wounds that exposed the bone. Facing the combined attack of several powerful individuals of the same level, he could only barely wield the black rope to defend himself.
At this rate, he will lose his life here soon.
As for Hong Xu and Hong Jie, they had already died, and Puyin's huge body lay down next to Hong Jie.
However, their results were not bad either; there were also six corpses lying on the ground, all of whom were at the Half-step Innate level.
Although they had guessed that the journey would not be peaceful, they had not expected it to be this dangerous.
This time, a total of eleven Half-step Innate experts intervened to intercept them. Although their Vajra Demon-Subduing Divine Ability was not weak, they were still defeated when facing so many experts of the same level.
However, Hong Xu and Hong Jie fought desperately in the end and killed six men in black, and seriously injured the remaining five.
That's why Hong Sheng has persevered until now; otherwise, he would have died long ago.
The five remaining men in black, though exhausted and severely injured, still had an undisguised look of wild joy and greed in their eyes.
They had previously inspected the devastation in that valley, and upon seeing Puyin's golden body being carried by Hong Jie, they could easily guess the secrets hidden within. Therefore, they decisively launched an attack to surround and kill the Three Hongs.
Success was within reach, so of course they wouldn't give up.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Hong Sheng, who was already severely injured, was caught off guard and struck in the chest by a long stick. His chest caved in, shattering his internal organs. He was sent flying backward, crashing through several large trees before coming to a stop.
With such terrible injuries, Hong Sheng struggled for a moment before collapsing to the ground in despair, losing all life.
Thus, Three Hongs eminent monks of Shaomu Temple, Sanhong, have perished.
After killing Hong Sheng, the five men in black did not immediately retrieve the prayer beads that Hong Sheng had hidden inside his clothes; instead, they became wary of each other.
They were able to put aside their prejudices and join forces against a foreign enemy, but now that the Three Hongs are all dead, it's time to divide the spoils.
There is only one copy of the divine skill inheritance, but there are five of them, and they all want to keep the divine skill inheritance for themselves and do not want to share it with others.
This is going to be difficult!
All five knew what the others were thinking, so they all became wary, searching for weaknesses in the others in preparation for Critical Strike.
Just as the internal conflict among the five was about to erupt, one of the men in black seemed to sense something. His expression changed, and without thinking, he retreated rapidly, disappearing into the mountains behind them in the blink of an eye.
"..."
This scene left the other four completely bewildered, but their expressions changed drastically as an old monk appeared beside them—a burly old monk leaning on a staff, whose left leg was now only half its original length.
Before the burly old monk lay the lifeless Hong Sheng.
The old monk squatted down, reached out and brushed his hand across Hong Sheng's eyes, closing them with a look of sorrow on his face.
"It's a Innate expert from Shaomu Temple! Retreat!"
One of the men in black seemed to remember something, and roared in terror, frantically rushing outwards.
The other three also changed their expressions drastically and rushed off in different directions.
Only now did they understand why their companion had suddenly retreated; it turned out he had sensed the arrival of this Xiantian Grandmaster and had fled quickly.
" Amitabha Buddha! Gentlemen, please spare your lives!"
Standing up, the old monk chanted a Buddhist prayer, and terrifying Innate True Qi surged forth with his voice, forming a sound wave that spread in all directions.
That's practically the speed of sound!
Even though Half-step Innate innate expert has fast movement speed, it's impossible for them to reach the speed of sound, let alone when they are seriously injured.
Before the four could retreat into the forest, a terrifying sonic wave swept across them. The four were momentarily stunned, then rolled to the ground by the force of the impact, losing their lives.
This is the terror of a master at the Innate Realm. Although the four of them were only one realm below the old monk, the difference was like heaven and earth.
The old monk unleashed a sonic attack, and all four of them died instantly.
Only the man in black who had retreated earlier managed to escape with his life, and then, disregarding his own injuries, fled towards the outside world at an even faster speed.
The old monk ignored the man, for he had more important things to do.
The old monk brought Hong Sheng's body to Hong Xu and Hong Jie's side and laid it down. He then sat cross-legged and silently recited Buddhist scriptures while waiting for Fang Fangzheng and the others to arrive.
Because of their fastest movement speed, the Three Hongs were in the first batch of reinforcements. Although he was at the Innate Realm, he was not as fast as the Three Hongs because he had lost half of his left leg in his early years, so he was in the second batch of reinforcements.
Fangzheng Zheng led the Eighteen Bronze Men in hot pursuit as the third batch of reinforcements. So what he had to do now was to protect the remains of Three Hongs and Puyin, and at the same time protect the Golden Bell Shield Divine Art.
Leaving aside the dire situation at Shaomu Temple, Wang Hao launched Inazuma in the border martial arts world.
That was a true Inazuma. Based on intelligence, Wang Hao attacked those traitorous forces whose incriminating evidence was irrefutable without hesitation.
Using the Human Body Magnetic Field cultivated through the Supreme Yoga Tantra, he controlled three longswords, slightly refined with his Divine Sense, to launch ranged attacks.
Those martial artists below the Grandmaster level were killed before they even had a chance to react to this attack.
Although Grandmaster- level experts could withstand this type of attack, they were all personally killed by Wang Hao using a knock-off version of the Hero Sword.
Although he can no longer use his Innate Qi in battle, and even his physical strength is greatly limited, dealing with some Grandmaster- level opponents is still no problem.
In just three days, they swept through most of the border martial arts world. During this time, Xie Feng secretly instructed the Beggars' Sect disciples he had subdued to cooperate in blocking the news, which prevented the border martial arts forces from getting advance notice and taking precautions, or even from fleeing.
However, three days is already the limit!
After all, Xie Feng's standards for recruiting subordinates were not low, and the Beggars' Sect' Sect was in such a sorry state that even after visiting all the branch sects in the border martial arts world, they still hadn't managed to gather many usable people.
Now, the news that most of the border martial arts forces had been wiped out could no longer be kept secret and was learned by the remaining small part of the border martial arts world.
But even if they knew, it would be too late!
Before the remaining martial arts forces could react, Wang Hao attacked and almost wiped them out in just half a day. Only a few clever individuals abandoned everything and fled in advance.
There's nothing we can do about it; we don't have enough manpower here, and it's already quite an achievement that we've managed to wipe them out.
As for those who escaped, Human King wouldn't care; he could leave it to Xie Feng to deal with.
Moreover, he will subsequently expose the evidence of these forces' crimes to the world, so those who escaped will at least be unable to make a living in Huaxia.
At that time, neither the martial arts world nor the imperial court will let them off the hook.
After all, some things are fine if they are kept in the dark, but once they are brought into the open, the nature of the matter changes.
"I only intended to copy the character of the Wuming guy, but I never expected to actually inherit his fate!"
Standing in the last sect to be wiped out, Wang Hao glanced at the corpses scattered all over the ground and couldn't help but sigh.
The character of Heavenly Sword Wuming is described as having wreaked havoc in the martial arts world in his youth, even slaughtering the so-called Ten Great Sects in the Feng Yun "Storm Riders," which earned Wuming the title of a martial arts legend.
I never expected that I would run into such a mess so soon after creating this Wuming account. I couldn't help but go on a killing spree to eliminate these traitors and collaborators.
He had lost count of how many people he had killed in the past three days. In any case, anyone whose name was recorded in Xie Feng, or anyone who had attacked him, had fallen to his sword.
At this moment, there were no longer the original three longswords hovering around Wang Hao, but a full nine.
In the past few days, he has not forgotten to diligently practice the Supreme Yoga Tantra and has successfully activated his second Human Body Magnetic Field. The superposition of the two with the first Human Body Magnetic Field has increased the number of longswords he can control to nine.
Furthermore, his control range has also increased significantly. Initially, he could only control the longsword to travel in a straight line within a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), but now he can control it to travel three zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) and make the trajectory of the longsword arc, making it even more difficult to defend against.
Even a Grandmaster- level expert would perish if all nine swords were unleashed simultaneously.
It should be noted that his longsword, which utilizes the Human Body Magnetic Field for long-range attacks, is not only extremely fast, but also carries considerable power.
Previously, when only one Human Body Magnetic Field was activated, each longsword could only carry 10,000 jin of force, but now that two magnetic fields are activated, it can carry a tremendous force of 30,000 jin.
Imagine nine longswords, each carrying the force of 30,000 jin (approximately 15,000 kg), thrusting rapidly at the same time. How could Grandmaster- level martial artist possibly withstand such an attack?
" Human Butcher scoundrel, die!"
Just then, a sharp shout rang out, followed by a long sword piercing through with sharp energy.
However, before the sword energy could reach him, a long sword shot out and deflected the sword full of sword energy. Wang Hao also turned his head.
With a thought, a long sword was placed against the opponent's neck just before the opponent prepared for the next attack.
The visitor was an acquaintance; Wang Hao had met him once before.
The other party was a nun, none other than Dingyi, whom Wang Hao had encountered on his journey to escort the young nun Dingzhen back to the Mount Heng Sword Sect.
This person was still as hot-tempered as ever; upon meeting him, he drew his sword and attacked without even asking why.
If this person hadn't been innocent and hadn't been the Dingzhen sister of the little nun Dingzhen, he would have killed her long ago based on that sword strike and the killing intent it carried.
" The Mount Heng Sword Sect? You haven't done anything evil, you're a righteous sect, and you haven't sold military supplies to the nomadic tribes of the grasslands, so you don't deserve to die. But if you attack me again, don't blame me for being merciless with my sword!"
After glancing at Dingyi, who was restrained by the sword, and then at the other nuns who rushed in after him, Wang Hao gave a curt warning and turned to leave.
He will take Xie Feng of the aftermath, so there's no need for him to worry about it. He will send someone to deliver Xie Feng martial arts manuals from the annihilated forces.
He now needs to find an inn to get a good night's sleep. He hasn't closed his eyes for the past three days, either slaughtering those forces that colluded with the nomadic tribes of the grasslands or rushing on his way.
Most importantly, using the Human Body Magnetic Field to control those longswords requires consuming Divine Sense, which further exacerbates the feeling of exhaustion.
He's almost reached his limit by now.
Dingyi watched Wang Hao's departing figure, wanting to draw his sword again, but after looking at his junior sisters and nephews who had followed him in and were terrified by the bloody scene, he sighed and finally reluctantly put down his sword.
She couldn't risk the lives of her fellow disciples, and she also realized that the gap between her and that person was too great. Most importantly, the other party hadn't killed her, and with that kind of excuse.
This gave her a vague feeling that the other party might not be as described in the intelligence report, and that there might be some other hidden story behind it.