Chapter 162: Capturing the Great Han Traitor Wu Sangui

Wu Sangui witnessed this astonishing scene.

After the initial shock, his mind had somewhat recovered.

He already suspected that the records of martial artists in the ancient books he read as a child were real.

And, Wu Sangui, who had seen many grand occasions and experienced countless storms, calmed down at this moment.

He immediately said with a smile, “I heard before that a divine being landed in Myanmar and single-handedly defeated three thousand Myanmar soldiers. I presume that must be you.

Do you know, sir, that the Ming Dynasty is already a fallen dog, with no territory left? Now, the world belongs to the Great Qing. Our Great Qing possesses the land of the Nine Provinces, and the emperors of the Great Qing have been incomparably wise. The current ruler, His Majesty Emperor Kangxi, although only eight years old, has already shown signs of being a wise ruler.

Heaven’s mandate is with our Great Qing.

As the saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to perch on. With your divine powers and immortal techniques, why not join our Manchu Qing? At that time, you will be granted the title of a National Protector and State Preceptor, with all the money and beautiful women you could desire.

Why suffer with the Ming Dynasty? Moreover, you are defying Heaven’s mandate.”

Clearly, Wu Sangui wanted to win over Peng Feng.

Such a terrifying person, if he could be won over, it was natural to try.

Perhaps after winning this person over, he, Wu Sangui, could also learn some immortal techniques and divine arts.

Peng Feng, with his hands behind his back, smiled faintly, “Wu Sangui, you are willing to betray your country for personal gain, to be an unfaithful, unfilial, and unrighteous dog Han traitor, a running dog of the Manchu Qing. I am not willing to be like you. Today, I will cut off your dog head.”

Wu Sangui’s face darkened upon hearing that negotiations had failed, “Don’t think you are so great just because you have learned some demonic arts. This king has a full sixty thousand troops. Your demonic arts must consume energy, and once you are exhausted, this king will be able to cut off your head.”

“Is that so?” Peng Feng sneered.

He was already thinking about which move to use.

Last time, using the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin was quite interesting.

But if he used the same move every time, it would be quite boring.

Then, he would change to another move.

For example,

“Ten Directions North Pole Freezing Demon Path!”

Peng Feng didn’t even move a finger, he just lightly uttered the name of this move.

Immediately, large patches of snow-white ice appeared beneath Peng Feng’s feet, and spread towards the Manchu Qing soldiers at an extremely fast speed.

Those Manchu Qing soldiers, seeing the ice appear in this October, such a strange sight, naturally dared not stay where they were and tried to flee.

However,

The speed at which the ice spread was too fast.

Almost in an instant, it had already reached the feet of the Manchu Qing soldiers.

Then,

They saw that when the ice touched the first Manchu Qing soldier, it began to freeze upwards, freezing his legs, his waist, his chest, his hands, the hand holding the firearm, and his head.

In less than a second, this soldier, who had been about to run with his firearm, turned into an ice sculpture. The ice sculpture was lifelike, and you could even see the soldier’s extremely terrified expression.

Having been frozen into an ice sculpture, his life was naturally lost in an instant.

After all, the cold energy Peng Feng released was two hundred degrees below zero, freezing and killing people instantly.

And, the Ten Directions North Pole Freezing Demon Path, this extraordinary nation-protecting level martial technique, when used by a True Immortal, was not just about freezing one person.

Almost within a few seconds.

The ice directly froze everyone within a radius of several miles.

It was as if twenty thousand ice sculptures had appeared in an instant.

Of course, sixty thousand people was too many, and he couldn’t freeze all sixty thousand at once.

However,

Peng Feng only uttered “Ten Directions North Pole Freezing Demon Path!” twice more, and two more terrifying waves of cold energy were released successively.

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At this time,

The remaining forty thousand Manchu Qing soldiers, seeing twenty thousand people instantly frozen, were almost terrified and began to run for their lives.

But, whether it was the speed of the horses or the people, it was much slower than the freezing energy that Peng Feng released.

A few seconds later, the remaining forty thousand people were also completely frozen into ice sculptures.

Originally,

It was October.

In the north, it might have already started snowing in October.

But this was Myanmar.

In Myanmar in October, the temperature was still thirty-five or six degrees.

It was the time of intense heat.

However, in an instant, everything within a radius of several miles turned into a glacier, and under the sunlight, the glacier emitted a dazzling blue light.

The glacier was extremely smooth.

Of course, the most dazzling thing in the glacier was the sixty thousand ice sculptures. Some of the ice sculptures were riding horses, and some were not, all lifelike, each one extremely terrified, all retaining the state they were in before death.

This large expanse of glacier was simply incomparably beautiful.

The temperature on the glacier also instantly dropped to tens of degrees below zero.

Within this radius of several miles, the only two not frozen were Peng Feng and Wu Sangui.

Wu Sangui was intentionally left unfrozen by Peng Feng.

At this moment,

Wu Sangui was completely dumbfounded. He kept retreating, retreating, and muttering nonsense, “How is it possible? How is it possible? How could there be such a terrifying power, instantly killing sixty thousand troops? These are this king’s sixty thousand troops.”

Wu Sangui looked left and right, at the ice sculptures around him. He tried hard to use his fist to break one of the ice sculptures next to him, as if doing so would shatter all the ice sculptures, but even though he punched many times, the ice sculpture didn’t move at all.

Wu Sangui looked at Peng Feng, “You are a demon, you are a demon, you are not human.”

At this time,

Peng Feng finally moved, walking step by step towards Wu Sangui, “You say I am a demon. Hahahaha, the Manchu Qing is the second largest group of mass murderers in human history. Manchu Qing’s Huang Taiji, Shunzhi, Kang Mazi, each of them has committed crimes against humanity. How many people did they kill on their way south? They are the demons. You followed this group of criminals who committed crimes against humanity, how many people did you kill, and yet you say I am a demon, it is simply laughable.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you.”

“If I were to end you with just one palm, it would be too cheap for you.”

“I will hand you over to Emperor Yongli and the ministers of the Great Ming. There are too many people who want to kill you. I want to see how these people will kill you.”

Peng Feng arrived next to Wu Sangui.

He attacked, directly severing Wu Sangui’s legs.

Of course, he also sealed the severed legs with ice to prevent him from bleeding to death.

“Then, let’s end everything.”

Peng Feng, holding Wu Sangui, who had his legs severed and was like a dead dog, walked towards Bamboo City.

And then,

The sixty thousand ice sculptures behind him shattered into countless ice fragments with a series of “bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang” sounds. All sixty thousand Manchu Qing soldiers were dead, but even their blood was frozen, directly turning into ashes.

These sixty thousand Manchu Qing soldiers were mostly Han Chinese, but they had been killing their compatriots all the way from the northeast to Myanmar, each of them with countless blood debts on their hands.

As the ice sculptures shattered into fragments, it was like a grand ice fireworks display was blooming.