My Hidden Strength Was Exposed by the Heavenly Dao Ranking List – Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Killing Temujin

Temujin heard this sentence.

He was truly and utterly shocked!

For thousands of years, very few people had reached the Loose Immortal Realm, only three before.

Temujin had always thought that he was the fourth person to reach the Loose Immortal Realm in thousands of years, but he didn’t expect.

There was another Loose Immortal Realm expert here, and it was very likely that he had reached the Loose Immortal Realm even earlier than him.

However, Temujin was used to being invincible, having swept across the three continents of Asia, Africa, and Europe, how could he be afraid.

He just laughed arrogantly: “Peng Feng, you do have some ability, actually reaching the Loose Immortal Realm, but today this Khan will still make you lose.”

“Is that so?” Peng Feng sneered.

He took a step.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Temujin.

He threw a punch!

A punch that shook the heavens!

It was the Thousand Hands Subduing Dragon Phoenix Burning Fist.

It combined the Thousand Hands Killing God Fist, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, the speed of the Phoenix Blood, the domineering power of Dragon Qi, and the high temperature of the Zhurong Fragmented Skill.

Or it should be called… the Myriad Forms Fist!

The Myriad Forms Fist that encompasses all forms.

Temujin was not afraid at all, raising his hand to unleash the Witch Fist.

Temujin was a genius of unparalleled talent, having invented many Nation-Protecting Level martial arts techniques, which he passed on to his sons and subordinates, such as the Halley’s Comet Fist that Tore learned.

However, his true trump cards were all Witch Clan techniques, such as the Witch Clan Golden Body, Witch Fist, Witch Step, and so on.

These should not be called Nation-Protecting Level, as they were not martial techniques that protected a single nation.

But should be called World-Suppressing Level martial arts, martial techniques that could truly suppress the world.

That Witch Fist possessed the fastest speed and the strongest destructive power.

It was much stronger than the Halley’s Comet Fist.

The Witch Fist was a fist technique used by the Witch Clan to fight against the Demon Race in ancient times.

The Witch Clan once dominated the land in ancient times.

Seeing that the Myriad Forms Fist was about to collide head-on with the Witch Fist, then it could be determined whether Peng Feng’s self-created Myriad Forms Fist was more powerful, or the ancient Witch Fist was more powerful.

It could also be determined whether Peng Feng was stronger, or Temujin was stronger.

At this critical moment!

Swoosh!

A golden rope, like a snake, wrapped around Temujin.

Temujin was shocked.

If he were facing other opponents, he would not care about any of their tricks.

However,

Peng Feng was, after all, his equal opponent, both being in the Loose Immortal Realm.

He had to show some respect.

He immediately dodged at twice the speed of sound.

But the golden rope was even faster.

He directly changed the direction of his Witch Fist, and bombarded the golden rope, but the golden rope was not affected at all.

In an instant.

The golden rope had already bound Temujin’s body, as well as his hands and feet, putting Temujin in an indefensible position.

This…

It was naturally the Replica Binding Immortal Rope.

It was a magical artifact that Tore had obtained in the Bohai Dragon Palace.

It could be used three times in total.

When used by Tore.

It had actually trapped Peng Feng for about ten seconds.

It was very powerful.

After Peng Feng had taken it back.

Now, it was finally used at the crucial moment, it could trap him for ten seconds, and of course, it could also trap Temujin for ten seconds.

After Peng Feng successfully ambushed with the Binding Immortal Rope, he directly punched Temujin.

Boom!

A punch containing 11 million jin of force struck Temujin’s chest.

Good heavens.

After taking this punch, Temujin’s skin was broken and he bled, but not a single bone was broken, what strong defense.

Was this Temujin’s famous Witch Clan Body, one of his three major techniques? It was said that the Witch Clan in ancient times was known for their strong defense, and it was indeed well-deserved.

But!

Ten seconds was enough to throw hundreds, even thousands of punches.

Peng Feng continued to punch.

Every punch hit a fixed few points.

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One punch could not break a bone, what about a hundred punches?

Bang bang bang bang!

The Myriad Forms Fist’s punches kept swinging.

The ten seconds finally arrived.

And Temujin was also covered in injuries, many places on his body were fractured, and his internal organs were bleeding.

No matter how arrogant and conceited Temujin was, believing himself to be invincible in the three continents of Asia, Africa, and Europe.

He also knew that he had suffered serious injuries, and his opponent was a Loose Immortal Realm expert of the same level, he would definitely not get any advantage.

Therefore, after breaking free, Temujin activated his Witch Step, wanting to disappear as quickly as possible.

Usually, when he used the Witch Step to travel, he could reach twice the speed of sound.

But when he really pushed the Witch Step to its limit, he could reach two and a half times the speed of sound.

In just an instant, Temujin’s figure was already several miles away, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

“Binding Immortal Rope!” Seeing that Temujin was about to escape, Peng Feng directly unleashed the Binding Immortal Rope.

That Binding Immortal Rope had an unimaginable speed, even if Temujin had two and a half times the speed of sound, he could not escape the binding of the Binding Immortal Rope.

In a short while, Temujin was bound again.

And Peng Feng chased after him, and again beat Temujin for ten… no, nine seconds, it took one second to catch up with Temujin.

“Ah-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!!!”

After nine seconds.

Temujin was already seriously injured, and he also knew that he could not escape.

He stopped running, and looked at Peng Feng calmly and said: “You defeated me using a magical artifact, if you did not use a magical artifact, this Khan would not have lost to you.”

“If I did not use a magical artifact, it would not be so easy for me to defeat you either.” Peng Feng nodded, acknowledging this point: “By the way, the name of this magical artifact is Replica Binding Immortal Rope.”

It was obtained by your fourth son, Tore, somewhere, and was intended to be used against me, but in the end, he could not even break my skin in the ten seconds he used it on me, and it ended up falling into my hands.

I really should thank your fourth son, Tore.”

“What!” Temujin was not angry at first, on the battlefield, no matter what the opponent used, whether they used a magical artifact or not, as long as they could win.

But hearing this, he was about to vomit blood, his sons obtained good magical artifacts and did not give them to him, but instead allowed the enemy to seize them, and now the enemy was using this magical artifact to deal with him.

This was really… enough to make one vomit blood.

Peng Feng took a deep breath: “Next, I will send you to your doom.”

Having said that!

He once again unleashed the Myriad Forms Fist.

And seeing that he could not escape, Temujin, regardless of his injuries, directly smashed out the Witch Fist in response.

This was a head-on collision between the two strongest fist techniques of the present age.

One was the strongest fist technique created by an invincible genius of the previous era.

The other was the Witch Fist of the Witch Clan, which was popular in ancient times.

Boom!

The sky and ground were filled with fist shadows.

As long as one was swept by the aftershock of the fist techniques, the buildings would immediately collapse.

After several hundred moves of such fighting, half of Xiangyang City was destroyed, the ground seemed to have been swept by an 18-level typhoon and shaken by a 9-level earthquake.

“Myriad Forms Heavenly Net! Break!” Peng Feng directly punched Temujin’s chest.

Temujin’s figure kept falling back, and back, and back.

Finally, he fell in the very center of Xiangyang City.

At this time, Temujin was covered in injuries, and could not even stand up.

Peng Feng walked towards Temujin step by step.

“I lost.” Temujin smiled bitterly: “I never thought that I would actually become the first Loose Immortal Realm expert in history to be defeated by a human. It’s really shameful.”

“Peng Feng, I really envy you. You obtained the Phoenix Blood, and can see the world hundreds of years later, thousands of years later, I wonder what the world will be like in a thousand years.”

Before his death, what Temujin was most reluctant to let go of was still immortality.

Peng Feng threw a punch.

It directly struck Temujin’s head.

Bang!

His head turned into powder.

The one who had gathered the strength of the grasslands for thousands of years!

The founder of the Mongol Empire!

The invincible one who had swept across the three continents of Asia, Europe, and Africa!

The fifth person to reach the Loose Immortal Realm in thousands of years.

The one who was feared by Europe, and called the Scourge of God.

Died in Xiangyang City.

The killer, Peng Feng!