Chapter 654: Wu Tie's Combat Power (2)

Li Guang flew into a rage; he shook his left hand, and his left pinky fell off silently, flashing in midair, turning into a golden arrow eighteen feet long, which he firmly nocked onto the great bow in his hand.

The Mo family elder's voice suddenly changed: "Li family brat, do you really insist on fighting to the death?"

In the Divine Realm, every deity, every hair bears countless inscribed patterns, containing boundless power.

By maiming one's own body and using the divine form as a weapon, the divine power condensed from one's flesh and blood is terrifying, possessing the might to destroy heaven and earth. However, turning flesh and blood into divine weapons inflicts great harm upon the divine body, greatly weakening the deity's cultivation and realm.

Therefore, unless truly enraged to desperation, a deity would not fight to the death like Li Guang.

Li Guang severed a finger, transforming it into a golden arrow; the moment the arrow took shape, the atmosphere in the void became extremely murderous, even filled with a hint of ferocity.

Xiang Feiyu and Xiang Feixie brothers let out a simultaneous long howl, opening their mouths to spit out three mouthfuls of essence blood, which merged into their heavy weapons. As they swung their weapons, bloody arc lights flew forth, leaving the Shangguan elder and Xu elder rather embarrassed.

Zhao Xiang also gave a long howl; he put away his giant sword, pressed his palms together before his chest, and a dim, elusive yin‑radiant lightning flickered in his palms. Zhao Xiang gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, and the four upper and lower canine teeth fell out silently, turning into a thread of lightning that merged into the yin‑radiant lightning.

Instantly, the might of the lightning spewing from Zhao Xiang's palms surged, and his entire body was completely enveloped by the lightning.

The Mo family elder instantly grew even more shocked and angry, he roared hoarsely: "Old ghost Shangguan, hurry up and strike, otherwise I……"

At the same moment, Wu Tie's true self had already faced three golden armored war puppets. Wu Tie, with the reckless posture of a street‑ruffian fighting for his life, flung his body into one of the puppets; his hands emitted a faint light, his fingertips trembling rapidly, and he fiercely hooked onto a puppet.

"Boom, boom boom, boom boom boom!"

A terrifying roar rang out; the three golden armored war puppets knew no divine abilities or secret arts—they were merely extremely fast and immensely strong, swinging their six metal‑cast arms tens of thousands of times in the snap of a finger, pounding Wu Tie tens of thousands of times.

Each strike was comparable to a bright moon crashing to the ground; each strike was like the sky collapsing.

The air around Wu Tie was completely evacuated by the terrifying fist force, with great expanses of white‑colored air explosions howling as they rolled outward.

Within the range of the three golden armored war puppets' fist shadows, the void seemed to twist, the light around Wu Tie dimmed considerably, and the puppets, using sheer force of their fists, blasted out a distortion of space resembling a black hole.

Tens of thousands of heavy punches landed solidly on Wu Tie's body.

His armor shattered; all of Wu Tie's secret treasures and rare materials merged into the God‑smiting Whip, which at this moment had immobilized a thousand bronze armored war puppets, and Wu Tie himself had not even a spare heavenly‑dao divine weapon left.

Wu Tie howled, forcibly enduring the full‑force onslaught of the three golden armored war puppets with his body.

Each punch drove three inches into his flesh, each punch like hot lead type from movable‑type printing slammed onto thick paper, leaving a clear fist imprint.

The three golden armored war puppets each had different attributes.

One puppet possessed the fire attribute; each punch delivered a scorching torrent like a red‑hot iron stake, plunging deep into Wu Tie's body, then exploding like a volcanic eruption, burning his five viscera and six bowels as if they were about to ignite.

One puppet had the yin attribute; each punch landing on him made the fist imprint seem like a greedy monster's maw, violently corrosive, frantically sucking the nearby flesh‑and‑blood essence.

One puppet bore the metal attribute; its direct killing power was strongest, the heavy punches' force howling like blades, dense geng‑metal killing qi hissing, tearing deep, bone‑reaching gashes in Wu Tie's flesh.

The three golden armored war puppets rained down tens of thousands of heavy punches; Wu Tie's whole body spat out fire, his skin covered with visible depressions, the nearby flesh convulsing violently, and from time to time sharp qi sprayed out, bringing forth mists of blood.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Tie's body looked as if it were about to be torn apart, shattered, or burned to ash.

Even as he spewed fire from inside out, his entire body turned semi‑translucent. The fire‑attribute golden armored puppet's punch force contained several kinds of rare, toxic divine flames painstakingly gathered by the Mo family elder; even a divine body scorched for a long time would be refined into nothingness.

Wu Tie's body endured it.

Although he was only at the half‑step Divine Realm, his Yin‑Yang Five Elements Law Body had attained great accomplishment, and his fleshly body had already reached the state of an indestructible holy physique.

The outwardly manifested Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique already gave Wu Tie terrifying bodily strength, but in fact his cultivation of the Primordial Classic made his flesh far stronger than the divine holy body attainable through the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique—by a hundred, a thousand, even ten thousand or a million times.

Wu Tie howled; wounds kept appearing on his body, yet they kept healing as well.

With only a half‑step Divine Realm cultivation, he stubbornly endured the full‑force assault of three Divine Realm golden armored war puppets, and his body actually withstood it.

Moreover, Wu Tie clearly sensed that his body had not yet reached its limit!

The three golden armored war puppets merely threatened his flesh and viscera; their punches striking his bones only made them resonate with a booming vibration, in fact causing no substantive harm to his skeleton.

"Is that all you've got?" Wu Tie's violently trembling finger landed on the yin‑attribute golden armored war puppet.

With a clear "ding," the golden armored war puppet burst forth with countless flames; layer upon layer of protective seals gushed out like a spring from within the puppet. One could see Wu Tie's fingernails and phalanges trembling at a terrifying frequency, vibrating hundreds of millions of times in the snap of a finger, causing his nails to erupt with terrifying lethal force.

Layer after layer of protective seals shattered, and then Wu Tie's finger forcibly pierced straight into the puppet's hard outer shell.

Sparks flew in all directions; Wu Tie's ten fingers hooked into the puppet's left shoulder, then he tore fiercely, forcibly ripping from left shoulder to right rib, giving it a huge gash. Amid the spraying sparks, large chunks of strange components spewed from the puppet's interior, and gloomy, viscous halos streamed out continuously.

The Mo family elder emitted the strange "ga‑ga" sound only a dying duck makes.

The Shangguan elder and the Xu elder exclaimed in unison: "Impossible…… he's only at the half‑step Divine Realm…… this kid……"

The Xu elder suddenly realized: "This kid, Prince An Huo Xiong, the fortunate one who obtained the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique on the Three Kingdoms battlefield—could it be him?"

In the Xu elder's howl were envy, jealousy, and incredulous shock: "The ancient primeval forbidden technique—indeed terrifying."

With a tremendous "boom," Wu Tie forcibly tore a golden armored war puppet into two pieces.

Holding the two remnants aloft with both hands, Wu Tie threw his head back and let out a long howl, allowing the heavy punches of the two golden armored war puppets to fall repeatedly upon his chest and belly, each impact resonating like a bronze bell.

"Old man Mo, take this!" Wu Tie threw his head back and let out a long howl, then casually tossed the two remnants toward the God‑smiting Whip, which swallowed them in one gulp.