Chapter 5 of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms: A Powerful Enemy Appears

The rain stopped, and sunlight tore through the clouds, illuminating the usually dark and gloomy sinkhole. The tremors of the earth also ceased completely.

However, the fierce battle between the people continued. Only about thirty warriors of the Blood-Clad Team remained, while their opponents suffered heavy casualties and paid a terrible price.

The Dragon Hall Duo were the first to escape the sinkhole. Both brothers were severely wounded by the Blood-Clad Team's attack, and all their followers had been killed by Gongsun Da Niang and her group. Seeing the dire situation, the two brothers, with one mind, fought their way out and fled in hatred.

Wen Jianke and Zhang Lie fared no better; all their henchmen lay dead on the spot, and they themselves were in a sorry state, covered in blood. Xiao Tiancheng had been pierced through the waist by Cindy's javelin and was nearly half-dead.

Xiangling struggled against the combined assault of five Blood-Clad Warriors. Six enemy corpses lay at her feet, but the price was three deep, bone-revealing wounds on her body.

The orcs she had brought were long gone, lifeless corpses, some completely reduced to ashes.

Gongsun Da Niang and the two traitorous goddess warriors played a crucial role in severely injuring so many experts. Without their main offensive, which distracted most of the warriors' attention, the Blood-Clad Warriors wouldn't have been able to inflict such suffering on these top fighters.

In fact, the injuries to Wen Jianke and the others were all the work of Gongsun Da Niang and her group. During the battle, the strange fragrance emanating from their bodies, while weakening the enemy's fighting ability, invigorated the Blood-Clad Warriors, making them unusually excited and their killing intent even stronger.

Only Ye Tianlong and Cynthia had the best results; over twenty Blood-Clad Warriors lay dead on the ground. Even the fully armored leader had his thigh pierced by Cynthia's spear, taking him a long time to recover.

Seeing this, Gongsun Da Niang and her two companions turned their full attention to attacking Ye Tianlong and Cynthia, thus controlling the casualties of the Blood-Clad Team.

However, Gongsun Da Niang's arrival brought considerable trouble to Ye Tianlong and Cynthia.

Under Gongsun Da Niang's coordination, the situation gradually came under the control of the Blood-Clad Team. With the Dragon Hall Duo wounded and forced to flee, the morale of the group plummeted, and Wen

Jianke and his group began to prepare to escape. For the Blood-Clad Team, Ye Tianlong's group was now their primary target, and they focused most of their forces on him. Although Cynthia and the other goddess warriors fought desperately, Ye Tianlong and his group felt overwhelmed because they had to attend to Liu Qin'er, and Gongsun Da Niang and Cynthia possessed even stronger physiques and martial arts skills than the goddess warriors.

"Should we go out?" Xue Ji wondered to herself, not expecting the enemies they encountered on this mission to be so powerful. Apart from her, the other members of the Heavenly Ninja Clan were simply no match for them.

She looked around, her subordinates mastering the art of concealment—this was her greatest source of pride.

"Only by preventing one side from gaining an absolute advantage can we have a chance!"

Xue Ji made her decision. She began issuing signals, instructing the Heavenly Ninja to slowly approach the arena.

"Lord Ye, I've come to lend you a hand!!"

A handsome voice rang out above the arena, and a young man with white hair reaching his waist flew in. Bai Feihu knew he couldn't let Ye Tianlong and his group lose; otherwise, the arena would be completely controlled by this group of terrifyingly powerful blood-clad men, and the divine sword would naturally become theirs.

With Bai Feihu's appearance, a sound of wind and thunder echoed in the air. The blood-clad warriors, who were attacking with all their might, suddenly felt a jolt on their foreheads, as if they had been struck hard by something.

Although the fully armored leader and Gongsun Da Niang also felt extremely uncomfortable, their minds didn't falter like the warriors.

Gongsun Da Niang recognized the music as a zither. A thought flashed through her mind, and she cried out, "Oh no! Everyone be careful! This is Sunset Thunder!!"

But her words were like casting pearls before swine. The Blood-Clad Warriors had no idea what "Sunset Thunder" was. Their minds were already in disarray. Fortunately, their opponents were also affected and didn't kill them, but this put them at a disadvantage.

Bai Feihu, who was mourning the enemy, knew that it was Ru Ji playing the zither. He never expected Ru Ji to have such a skill—a nearly lost art of sonic killing.

Just as Ru Ji's music began, a group of people in yellow armor suddenly appeared a hundred paces away from the arena. It was a depression in the ground, an excellent hiding place.

As if they had planned it with Ru Ji, taking advantage of the moment when everyone in the arena was distracted by her demonic music, dozens of white beams of light shot out from their weapons. The beams, as thick as index fingers, roared in with powerful energy.

Screams of agony erupted one after another, blood splattering as a group of Blood-Clad Warriors felled.

Even Bai Feihu was startled by this sudden turn of events. Seeing a white beam of light hurtling towards them, he sensed its immense energy from afar and quickly dodged, somersaulting three times to avoid the deadly beam.

The arena was now in complete chaos. Everyone was busy dodging the sudden attack, no longer able to focus on fighting their opponents. The Blood-Clad Warriors of Yunaya suffered the greatest losses, as seventy percent of the white beams struck them.

The white beams continued to fire from their hands, striking the ground with explosive sounds, sending rocks and clods of earth flying. In moments, the area where they stood was riddled with craters and uneven.

While dodging the beam gun fire, Ye Tianlong cursed, "Damn it, what are Fei Shan's people doing here?!"

He recognized these people; the leader was one of Wu Xiongxin's trusted confidants, someone he had briefly seen at Gilmans's mansion that day.

Several goddess warriors covered Liu Qin'er's retreat to the side. Having experienced their previous encounter, Cynthia and the others had gained some understanding of this terrifying weapon and developed a certain level of resistance. Therefore, the beams from the beam guns no longer caused them injury or bleeding, although the pain was still very intense and wouldn't subside for a while. Seeing the goddess

warriors bravely shielding her from the beams of the beam guns, Liu Qin'er felt a mix of emotions. Right now, among everyone, it seemed she was the most useless one.

"Am I a burden? In the cave, Cynthia and the others stayed close, doing their utmost to protect me," Liu Qin'er thought sadly. She herself was a highly skilled martial artist, but among these people, she had become someone who needed constant protection.

Cunningly, Gongsun Da Niang was caught off guard and struck by several beams of light, her skin immediately breaking and bleeding. However, her physical body was now incredibly strong. Cynthia and the others had suffered much deeper injuries when they were first hit, while she had only suffered minor cuts. For her, it was nothing serious.

However, this meant that Gongsun Da Niang's already meager clothing was even less, and her short skirt had two holes, creating a strange, drafty appearance.

Underneath the skirt, Gongsun Da Niang only had a thin strip of cloth, barely enough to cover her vital parts, which was truly astonishing.

The thought that the head of a noble family would dress like this, and appear in public at that, made Liu Qin'er sigh inwardly.

"What exactly happened to Granny Gongsun?"

Looking at Cindy and Xingya, they weren't much better off than Granny Gongsun. Their smooth, flawless skin was now covered in yellowish scars, and coupled with their revealing attire, they looked incredibly embarrassed.

Only the leader, completely encased in thick armor, was relatively unharmed; the white beams merely sheared away a layer of armor.

The others weren't so lucky. Wen Jianke and his companions were already seriously injured, and they had no strength left to deal with such a dense barrage of beams.

Each of them was an extremely experienced expert; seeing the situation turn against them, these top-tier masters had no choice but to adopt the most unsightly postures to dodge the enemy's attacks in order to save their lives.

Seeing Wen Jianke and the others rolling on the ground, dodging the beams, Xiangling couldn't help but hesitate; such postures were truly unseemly.

In that moment of hesitation, a beam of light struck her shoulder, sending her staggering back several steps. Blood streamed down her shoulder, and combined with the wounds she had sustained while fighting Gongsun Da Niang and her companions, a wave of pain washed over her. She felt she could go no further; a sense of powerlessness overwhelmed her.

Gongsun Da Niang roared, her figure flashing, covering a hundred paces in two lightning-fast leaps, arriving before the enemies wielding beam guns with speed faster than lightning. The men only had time to react, firing beams, but they couldn't stop Gongsun Da Niang's ghostly movements.

With a casual flick of her longsword, Gongsun Da Niang sliced the two men in front of her into four pieces. Blood splattered everywhere, covering the faces and heads of their companions.

A great uproar erupted in the crowd as all the beam guns were aimed at her. But in that instant, Gongsun Da Niang moved like a tiger among sheep, unleashing her killing sword, stirring up a rain of blood wherever it went.

A mature and beautiful woman, almost naked, dancing before you is indeed beautiful, but if her dance is meant to kill, it's terrifying.

Moreover, as the head of the Gongsun family, Gongsun Da Niang's figure was absolutely graceful and agile. Every swing of her sword was exquisitely beautiful, but to her opponents, it was an inescapable curse.

Following closely behind Gongsun Da Niang were Cindy and Xingya, who had also arrived. With these two evil goddess warriors joining the fray, the others were even more vulnerable.

Although these were carefully selected elite guards by Wu Xiongxin, they had no chance to fight back against these three killing gods, and thus entered the gates of hell. What a massacre!

In a short time, this group, who had relied on their beam guns for power, were almost entirely wiped out, with only a few skilled individuals managing to escape.

Those who couldn't escape were chased down by Gongsun Da Niang and two evil goddess warriors, who hacked and slashed them with swords and spears, leaving them stranded.

Just as Gongsun Da Niang and the two evil goddess warriors rushed forward to unleash their carnage, something else happened at Ru Ji's place. Two figures in flowing white robes silently landed beside her.

They were two women in pure white robes. The woman on the left wore a strange mask with a mysterious symbol painted on each cheek, pressed tightly against her face, completely concealing her features except for her mouth, nose, and a pair of cold eyes.

The other woman had exquisitely beautiful features, with a penetrating intelligence about her. Her bright and beautiful eyes seemed to reveal her pure and innocent heart. Her elegant and slender figure presented a perfect visual effect, and her snow-white, delicate feet seemed to stand on a place that had become a paradise on earth.

Sensing the presence of these two uninvited guests, Ruji's four maids immediately became wary. However, the moment they turned around, they felt a wave of powerlessness wash over them. The masked woman's icy, chilling aura intimidated them, rendering them speechless.

Ruji, who was engrossed in playing the zither, immediately noticed the strangeness of the situation. Her four maids were her carefully trained personal guards, highly skilled in martial arts, yet they were now cowering under the newcomer's imposing presence. This alarmed her.

Turning around, Ruji's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and said, "Hua Rou, don't frighten me!"

The beautiful woman, though noticing Ruji's change in expression, simply smiled and said, "It's quite rare to meet you here, Sister Ruji. Why are you interested in the divine sword?"

Ruji smiled and said, "No, I was asked by a friend..." Then she asked, "Who is this girl next to you, Hua Rou? She has such a scary look in her eyes!"

Hua Rou smiled slightly, not answering Ruji's question, but softly said, "It's good that you're not interested in this divine sword. Our temple is determined to obtain it! Otherwise, we sisters will be in trouble.

" Ji let out a soft sigh, her eyes darting around, and suddenly said, "I don't think I've heard of this. Oh, right, it seems Irene Bites has arrived at the Milky Way; she might come here too."

Hearing the name of Irene Bites, her destined rival, Hua Rou's face remained serenely smiling as she said, "Sister, I'm going down now. I hope our Wanyan Society will always be good friends of the Moon Temple!"

Watching Hua Rou and the woman beside her silently float down the cliff, a strange light flashed in Ru Ji's eyes. Her attention was focused on the masked woman beside Hua Rou. She knew a certain amount about the experts within the Moon Temple, and she also knew that Hua Rou was the Holy Maiden of the Moon Temple; the person appearing with her must be from within the Moon Temple. In this situation, Hua Rou wouldn't travel with anyone else.

When did the Moon Temple acquire such a terrifying expert? A person with such cold and ruthless eyes must be extremely dangerous; it was a sharp gaze that didn't value any life.

A sudden feeling of fear welled up in her heart. Such a master was rare indeed, and her mere aura far surpassed any master she had ever encountered.

Ruji glanced at her maids; from their relieved expressions, she knew how much pressure this woman with the cold eyes had exerted on them.

She shook her head slightly and said, "Pack your things, we're leaving!" With that, she looked down again and saw Bai Feihu quietly approaching the crack in the earth.

"You little bastard, trying to take advantage of the situation!!"

A loud shout startled the crowd, who were still reeling from the horrific carnage of Gongsun Da Niang and Cindy. Turning around, they saw Bai Feihu leap up and, taking advantage of the crowd's inattention, had already slipped to the edge of the crack in the earth. Just as he was about to investigate, a warrior from the Blood-Clad Team discovered his intentions.

The warrior shouted and pounced on him. At this moment, the remaining warriors, reminded by their companions, charged forward, shouting curses.

"White-haired brat, don't get cocky!!"

Bai Feihu sighed, then suddenly spun around, his hands crossing in front of his chest. A surge of energy, both hot and cold, erupted from his palms like a raging torrent, striking the blood-clad warrior at the head of the group.

The warrior, unable to dodge, felt as if struck in the chest by a thousand-pound hammer; the sound of his sternum breaking was clearly audible. His chest, struck by this powerful whirlwind, was deeply caved in—what terrifying force!

With a "bang!", the poor warrior's body flew backward, spitting out blood.

But several blood-clad warriors from both sides had already arrived, their blades flashing with terrifying aura. Amidst shouts, three warriors charged forward wildly, their swords flashing. These strikes were all as swift as lightning, powerful and fierce, demonstrating that their swordsmanship far surpassed that of some of the most renowned swordsmen of the time.

Halfway through the flashing blades, Bai Feihu's figure flowed away like a stream of light from beneath the blades, reappearing beside the warriors, his palms swiftly drawing a large "迷" (mi, meaning "mystery") character in the air.

This large silver character seemed to have a living, breathing form, spinning and dancing around the three warriors.

For a moment, everyone was astonished by Bai Feihu's move. They hadn't expected the legendary artifact, the "Silver Gloves," to reappear on the continent. Those who possessed these gloves would also possess the immense power and unparalleled resilience granted by them.

But the most incredible thing about these gloves was their "Mantra Attack." Each Mantra unleashed was a terrifying attack, absolutely impossible to defend against.

The three warriors, having just missed their first strike, felt a large, gleaming silver character hurtling towards them. They were instantly enveloped in an abnormal space, a bone-chilling cold engulfing their bodies and minds. As if in a race to see who could fall first, the three of them cried out and collapsed to the ground the instant the silver light reached them.

With just one move, three men fell—one on top, two on the bottom—all of them losing consciousness after a brief struggle.

"This white-haired fellow's strength is not to be underestimated!" This thought immediately crossed everyone's minds. But to be honest, Bai Feihu had a slight advantage, as he had joined the battle after everyone else had fought several fierce engagements. As fresh blood, he was naturally many times stronger than these warriors who had already expended considerable energy.

But before Bai Feihu could make any further move, a chilling sword aura swept through the air, blocking his path.

The sheer power of the sword's momentum forced him to lunge forward, sliding along the ground with incredible speed, as if he were flowing across it. Even more remarkably, he managed a sudden turn mid-slide, the sword clinging to him like a shadow.

He slid eight feet before the sword energy finally left his body, allowing Bai Feihu to breathe a sigh of relief. However, this distance was far from the sword's location. As he regained his footing, he relentlessly struck the ground with his palm, sending mud and rocks flying, the energy surging like a dragon of earth rushing towards the sword's master.

The sword flashed in the air, the sword seemingly wielding itself casually, yet moving with the ferocity of a golden snake, instantly slicing Bai Feihu's earthen dragon energy into several pieces. Mud flew, and pebbles swirled, forcing Bai Feihu to unleash a flurry of punches to neutralize the sword's remaining force.

Standing beside Liu Qin'er was the third-ranked warrior among the goddess warriors. Cynthia had assigned her to care for Liu Qin'er, whose arm was injured, and she had performed admirably in the previous exchange.

Because of Bai Feihu's actions, Cynthia and Liu Qin'er were also watching his situation closely. When the divine sword suddenly appeared, they saw its wielder, a white-clad woman wearing a mysterious mask.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept in from behind, and Cynthia and Liu Qin'er simultaneously heard Ye Tianlong and Cynthia's urgent shouts.

"Watch out behind you!!"

Before the words were even finished, several goddess warriors rushed forward with shouts, Cynthia's lightning spear flying out of her hand first, aiming directly at Liu Qin'er's back.

But all the movements were a fraction too slow. While everyone's attention was drawn to the fight between Bai Feihu and the mysterious masked woman, a beautiful figure burst forth from behind Liu Qin'er. Just as Ye Tianlong and Cynthia opened their mouths to speak, the person was already behind Liu Qin'er and Cynthia.

A chilling wind swept through, its swirling energy enveloping Liu Qin'er and Xin Ni. Most of the force landed on Liu Qin'er, forcing the warrior goddess Xin Ni to dodge.

Knowing it was too late to turn, Xin Ni instinctively arched her back, relentlessly charging backward, ignoring the chilling wind's force aimed at her internal organs. Simultaneously, she delivered two powerful elbow strikes, following the wind's trajectory.

Clearly, the enemy behind her hadn't expected Xin Ni to employ such a reckless fighting style, solely to free Liu Qin'er from his control.

In a split second, the attacker made a decision. His hands remained locked around Liu Qin'er, while his inner energy surged behind him, his body unchanging, allowing him to withstand the warrior goddess's full-force attack.

As the chilling wind swept over her, Liu Qin'er knew this enemy intended to capture her. Without hesitation, she ducked and unleashed a vicious tiger-tail kick backward. If the attacker was forced back even slightly, the nearby goddess warrior and Ye Tianlong would arrive.

As she kicked, she saw Xin Ni selflessly trying to save her, and she was deeply moved.

A muffled thud followed by three almost simultaneous groans.

Xin Ni's attack landed squarely on the attacker, who had also injured her internal organs with the chilling force, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Liu Qin'er's kick missed, as the attacker had anticipated her move, leaping into the air as they closed in, colliding violently with Xin Ni while simultaneously placing their hands on Liu Qin'er's shoulders.

The newcomer was determined to capture Liu Qin'er, and her skills far exceeded Liu Qin'er's expectations. So, once her shoulders were in the enemy's grasp, a chilling energy surged through her meridians like a raging torrent, numbing Liu Qin'er's entire body and rendering her incapable of fighting back.

One of the newcomer's bodies was sent flying by Xin Ni's full-force attack. Part of it was a genuine impact, and part was a deliberate attempt to dissipate the force of the impact and escape the attack range of Ye Tianlong and Xin Xiya.

"Let her go!!"

Ye Tianlong's eyes turned red, and he swiftly drew his divine weapon, the Fiery Sword.

"Blazing Sky Strike!"

The crimson light surged, and as the Blazing Sword danced, streams of fiery energy surged from its blade, transforming into waves of scorching flames that rushed toward the person who had captured Liu Qin'er.

The newcomer had clearly anticipated the attacks from Ye Tianlong and Cynthia, and his body, which had just taken flight, inexplicably slumped down, clinging tightly to the ground like a twisting stream, causing both of Ye Tianlong and Cynthia's attacks to miss their mark.

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