Chapter 156: One Move Kills Three Thousand People
Peng Feng, with his hands behind his back, said, “I said long ago, that a mere three thousand ordinary people would dare to challenge me, it’s an overestimation of their abilities.”
“And the result, you’ve all seen it…”
“Then, next, let’s destroy them. Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.”
Among the many martial arts techniques Peng Feng has learned.
The strongest in a one-on-one fight is naturally the Ten Thousand Forms Fist Technique.
And for dealing with multiple opponents, capable of AOE across the entire field, it’s naturally Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.
That’s right.
Sixty or seventy years ago, after saving Nameless at Wu Shen Jue Palace, he was curious about Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin. Nameless, to repay the life-saving grace, showed Peng Feng the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.
And with Peng Feng’s talent, he naturally learned it.
This Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin is truly an AOE divine skill.
In Nameless’s hands, this Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin could unleash about three hundred sword energies at once.
But in Peng Feng’s hands, this Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin can unleash about one thousand five hundred sword energies at once, five times more than Nameless.
In an instant,
One thousand five hundred white sword energies instantly emerged.
These sword energies radiated a chilling light.
They swirled around Peng Feng, making people fear them.
“Ten! Thousand! Swords! Return! To! Origin!”
“Go!”
In an instant, the one thousand five hundred white sword energies directly attacked the three thousand Myanmar soldiers.
The Myanmar soldiers reacted differently.
Some of the bolder ones directly raised their sabers, trying to block the sword energies coming at them. However, one of the one thousand five hundred sword energies unleashed by Peng Feng’s Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin could directly kill someone in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.
Not to mention ordinary people. So, those who dared to clash head-on with the sword energies had their weapons shattered, and then the sword energies entered their bodies, with a bang, they died instantly.
Some of the less courageous ones didn’t dare to face the sword energies at all, turning around to flee. However, the sword energies that Peng Feng released, if they started to pursue, could reach speeds above the speed of sound. How could ordinary people escape?
These Myanmar soldiers who tried to escape were directly pierced by the sword energies.
Some other Myanmar soldiers, realizing that they couldn’t escape or block the sword energies, directly grabbed their comrades next to them, wanting to use them to block the sword energies for themselves.
But, in the next moment, the sword energies pierced through their comrades and their bodies, killing two lives with one sword energy.
This one Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin was unstoppable.
In one move, it had already killed around one thousand six hundred Myanmar soldiers.
This!
This!
This!
It’s too terrifying.
One move, and he killed more than one thousand six hundred people.
The remaining Myanmar soldiers were directly terrified.
At this point, they were no longer foolish. They immediately turned around and fled as fast as they could, fearing they would be slower than their companions.
Not to mention them, even the Myanmar King, Mang Bai, was directly terrified, turning his horse around and fleeing.
However,
The sword energies of Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin never finish with just one attack.
Peng Feng only flicked his fingers, and the sword energies, after killing the first person, immediately pursued the others.
Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
The remaining one thousand three hundred or so Myanmar soldiers were also pierced through the chest by the white sword energies and died instantly.
Even the Myanmar King, Mang Bai, was no exception. He was directly caught up by a white sword energy, pierced through, and pinned to the ground along with his horse, dying instantly.
Peng Feng shook his head, somewhat dissatisfied, and said, “To kill a mere three thousand people, I actually had to use two rounds of sword energies, it’s still too slow. I’m usually too used to duels with experts, I haven’t studied moves for killing fodder.”
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Peng Feng was dissatisfied.
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However, those Southern Ming ministers, the Grand Secretaries, the Duke of Qian, the Chief of the Eastern Depot, one by one, were directly terrified.
Those were, a full three thousand Myanmar soldiers.
These people were all well-trained, not easy to provoke.
But what happened?
These three thousand Myanmar soldiers, when facing the Blue-Robed Man, couldn’t even get close. Three zhang away, they were directly blocked by the sabers, swords, and an invisible Qi wall.
Then, this Blue-Robed Man just waved his hand, and thousands of sword energies appeared. In just a few seconds, the white sword energies swept twice, and all three thousand Myanmar soldiers were completely dead, not a single one left alive. Even the Myanmar King, Mang Bai, was dead.
This!
This!
This!
What kind of mythical story is this!
It’s truly unimaginable.
And the ministers present were all directly stunned by the scene they had just witnessed.
They repeatedly rubbed their eyes, suspecting that what they saw was an illusion, but after rubbing their eyes, everything remained unchanged, telling them it was not an illusion.
At the same time, they thought of the legends in the ancient books.
It was said that in the past, there were powerful martial artists who could split mountains, break the sea, fly in the sky and escape on earth.
However, martial artists have disappeared for almost seventy years.
Everyone present had never seen a martial artist in their entire lives.
Under such circumstances, they naturally didn’t believe in the various supernatural abilities of martial artists, completely treating the records in these ancient books as myths.
Like watching Sun Wukong make havoc in the Heavenly Palace in *Journey to the West*, or the Investiture of the Gods War in *Investiture of the Gods*.
Everyone understood that it was fake, it was definitely fake.
But as a result,
Now,
There was actually someone who killed three thousand people in a few seconds.
Just like the martial artists recorded in the ancient books.
This made many of the Southern Ming ministers present have the same thought in their hearts, “Could the records in the ancient books be real? Does the world really have martial artists who can fly in the sky and escape on earth?”
Finally, Mu Tianbo, the Duke of Qian, the highest-ranking minister among the Southern Ming officials, cupped his hands and said, “Thank you for your life-saving grace, if it weren’t for you, today the Southern Ming court would have been destroyed here. May I ask for your honorable name, so that we can repay you in the future?”
Peng Feng pointed at Peng Yi and said, “I am this guy’s Old Ancestor. Peng Feng.”
Peng Yi: “…”
And the other Southern Ming ministers in the field were once again shocked.
They had heard of Peng Feng’s name.
After all, among the Seven Great Grievances of Huang Taiji’s rebellion against the Ming, the first grievance was that Peng Feng, the Old Ancestor of the Peng family from the Prince of Jin Residence, had killed Huang Taiji’s father, Nurhaci.
And in the records of ancient books, this Peng Feng was almost mythologized.
Such as, this Peng Feng had been alive since the Northern Song Dynasty.
This Peng Feng was invincible, the only true immortal in the world.
Such as, this only true immortal in the world, had slain dragons and drunk phoenix blood.
The Southern Ming ministers present didn’t believe these records before.
But now, they couldn’t help but believe it.
At the same time, they thought of a problem.
The immortals in historical records had stepped from legend into reality.
What exactly should they do?
Waiting online, it’s quite urgent.
Of course, they also immediately realized that this person who could casually kill thousands of Myanmar people, with such powerful combat strength, the Ming court was saved.
