Chapter 112: Showdown with Temujin
Mongol Empire.
Temujin, a man who possessed the great fortune of the grasslands for thousands of years.
Not only was his own talent exceptionally high, beyond imagination.
Moreover, he had extremely good luck.
When he was young, he once broke into a ruin, where he obtained the Witch Clan’s techniques, as well as many natural treasures.
Among them was a magical artifact called the “Witch Array Thousand Miles Communication,” this magical artifact had no offensive power, but it could allow people thousands of miles apart to communicate with each other.
And at this very moment.
Through the “Witch Array Thousand Miles Communication”.
The remaining three great Khanates, the Khan of the Golden Horde, Chishut, the Khan of the Chagatai Khanate, Chagatai, the Khan of the Ogedai Khanate, Ogedai, and others, all received the news from Mount Everest as quickly as possible.
“What? Tore and Chilaowen, actually died at the hands of the Old Prince of Jin, Peng Feng, of the Song Dynasty. This Old Prince of Jin of the Song Dynasty, is he somewhat capable? He was actually able to kill my fourth brother.”
“However, Father Khan has made a move.”
“Then this Old Prince of Jin, Peng Feng, is dead for sure.”
“Father Khan, is the fourth Loose Immortal in thousands of years. A Loose Immortal, can be invincible in an era.”
“No matter how strong a Heavenly Human Realm is, they are definitely no match for a Loose Immortal.”
Chishut, Chagatai, Ogedai, and the others, all believed that Peng Feng was dead for sure.
A Loose Immortal, has no opponent.
And it wasn’t just them who thought this way.
At this very moment.
Outside Xiangyang City.
Those civilians and soldiers who had retreated from Xiangyang City, all had looks of worry on their faces.
“Although the Old Prince of Jin is powerful, he is ultimately still at the Heavenly Human Realm, right? The opponent is the fourth Loose Immortal in thousands of years. The Old Prince of Jin can’t possibly defeat a Loose Immortal, right?”
“That is Genghis Khan Temujin, a figure who stands at the peak of the grasslands for thousands of years. A dignified Loose Immortal, he actually came personally, this time, we are really in trouble.”
“No matter how strong a Heavenly Human Realm is, Heavenly Human, Heavenly Human, they are still human.
A Loose Immortal, it is said, is no longer human, but an immortal. There is an essential difference between an immortal and a human.” There were few who were optimistic that Peng Feng could win, the Loose Immortal was an undefeated myth.
Only Peng Lang and a few Land Immortals knew that Peng Feng was a Loose Immortal. They believed that this battle could be won.
But whether they could actually win, even Peng Lang did not have absolute confidence.
Peng Zhan and Peng Lingdang were also full of worry for their great-grandfather.
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And at this time.
The sky was overcast, but it was not raining.
Peng Feng stood on top of Xiangyang City.
He saw the black shadow in the distance, getting closer and closer.
Only when it was closer, could he see the appearance of the person who had come.
He saw that this person’s original height was five meters, far exceeding the height of ordinary people, his arms were truly large enough to run a horse on.
The person’s appearance was very imposing.
His eyes were full of tiger-like power.
His eyebrows were full of killing intent.
His nose bridge was high and straight, his eyes were bright and piercing, like lightning, hiding an almost demonic charm, one look at him and you would be guaranteed to never forget him for the rest of your life.
Coupled with his five-meter height, his aura was like an abyss and a mountain, which made people feel a sense of fear.
He stood there.
The surrounding air was dancing wildly.
His black hair was also dancing.
He was simply like a demon god descending into the world.
This person, could only be Genghis Khan Temujin!
The strongest person on the grasslands for thousands of years.
Before Peng Feng’s revival, he was the strongest person who dominated Asia, Europe, and Africa!
A man who was called the Scourge of God by the ancient Europeans.
Europeans, revered God, believing that all things in the world were created by God.
And Temujin, was actually called the Scourge of God, which shows how afraid the Europeans were of him.
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Peng Feng and Temujin, confronted each other from afar.
Temujin put his hands behind his back: “You are the Old Prince of Jin, Peng Feng, of the Song Dynasty, right?”
“Yes.” Peng Feng said very simply.
“I heard that sixty-six years ago, you went to chase the phoenix, to obtain phoenix blood. And in ancient records, it is said that drinking phoenix blood can grant immortality.
Looking at your current state, your spirit is full and your qi is sufficient, you don’t look like a normal one hundred and forty-eight-year-old who is in decline, aging, and whose strength is diminishing. You must have drunk phoenix blood, and obtained immortality.” Temujin’s eyes were fixed on Peng Feng.
Peng Feng also knew that he couldn’t hide it, and nodded.
“Hahahaha, so drinking phoenix blood can indeed grant immortality, the ancient books did not deceive me.” Temujin said: “Do you still have any phoenix blood, if you do, give it to me. Then, this time, the grudge of you killing my fourth son, Tore, will be considered settled.”
“Moreover, I will return to you the original territories of your Song Dynasty, and I guarantee that within a hundred years, the Mongol Empire will not attack the Northern Song Dynasty, how is this condition?”
In Temujin’s view.
What did a son matter?
What did territory matter?
As long as he could achieve immortality.
Everything was irrelevant.
After achieving immortality, he could conquer the whole world, just giving up a mere China, was not a big deal. Those vampires and werewolves in Europe, could resist his sons, but they would absolutely be unable to resist him.
Peng Feng shook his head: “I don’t have any phoenix blood on hand.”
“Oh, is that so?” Temujin took a deep breath: “Since you don’t have any, then I have no choice but to kill you, and drink your blood. Let’s see if this second-hand phoenix blood, can make me immortal. I hope, it won’t disappoint me.”
Peng Feng laughed heartily: “If you want the phoenix blood on me, you have to show me your strength. Let’s see if it is you who kills me, or me who kills you.”
Temujin and Peng Feng confronted each other.
Peng Feng, was a legend of the previous era, undefeated in the previous era. He single-handedly destroyed Western Xia, annihilated the Liao Dynasty, and defeated the Jin Dynasty.
Genghis Khan Temujin, is a legend of this era, undefeated in this era, he has broken through to the Loose Immortal Realm, dominated Asia, Europe, and Africa, leaving behind the terrifying reputation of the Scourge of God.
Such two figures standing at the peak of martial arts for thousands of years, were finally about to clash.
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Temujin grinned: “Phoenix blood, I am determined to obtain it, thunder, come!”
Boom!
In the sky, several bolts of lightning were directly drawn down by him.
A Heavenly Human Realm, can borrow power from the world, their power is inexhaustible.
But having reached the Loose Immortal Realm, they could already freely use the power of the world.
If he said let thunder come, then thunder must come.
Under Temujin’s control.
Several ferocious thunder dragons, directly bombarded towards Peng Feng.
These thunder dragons, not only had tens of thousands of volts of high voltage, but the lightning also contained Temujin’s terrifying power of tens of millions of pounds.
Such an attack, was simply terrifying.
Throughout Asia, Europe, and Africa, there was absolutely no one who could withstand such a terrifying attack.
But such an attack, was only a casual move by Temujin.
Facing such an attack.
Peng Feng also directly shouted: “Earth, come!”
In an instant, a dragon made of earth was directly drawn from the ground, the earth dragon also directly carried tens of millions of pounds of power, and directly counter-attacked the thunder dragons.
Earth can overcome thunder.
Sizzle!
The thunder dragons slammed into the earth dragon, first dancing wildly, and then… slowly dissipating.
Temujin was stunned.
Peng Feng could also freely draw on the five elements around him to fight, and he could also block an attack with tens of millions of pounds of power, this meant…
Peng Feng raised his head, his sharp teeth were cold and white, and he grinned: “Don’t think that only you, who have gathered the fortune of the grasslands for thousands of years, can reach the Loose Immortal Realm. Temujin, I am also a Loose Immortal.
You, the Scourge of God, will have your whip broken here today.”