Supreme Emperor of Mist

"You lost!" Huang Ping made his claim loudly as he slammed his spear through Bai Yuan's chest. The force from the impact caused by this attack throws the bandit leader over ten steps away as he coughed some blood out while rolling.

**Cough! Cough!**

"Ahem!" Bai Yuan spit a mouthful of blood off from his mouth. While struggling to get back on his feet, Bai Yuan chuckled like a madman.

He looked nothing like how he was earlier. His messy hair, ragged clothing, and a pair of arms full of bleeding wounds made him looked like a beggar right now.

"What's so funny? If I'm you, I'll be repenting for all the wrongdoings right now while wishing for an instant death!" Huang Ping said as he swings his spear, pointing the spearhead at the ground. 

One step followed by another, he came closer to Bai Yuan. The spiritual energy gradually focused on the tip of his Offensive Treasure as Huang Ping prepared himself for a sneak attack from this sly bandit.

"Funny? Yes, it's funny. To think that my appearance alone could make both of you to engaged in a battle with me here. Don't you worry about your beloved master?" Bai Yuan asked. His laughing gets louder the closer the distance between him and Huang Ping.

"It's pointless to try to mess with my mind. Do you think that our Curtain of Royalty is something a few mere Lightning Roaring Bomb can break?" Huang Ping placed his spear at Bai Yuan's throat as he replied.

A little bit of strength is all Huang Ping needed to kill this leading figure of the Hushan Bandits.

"Why are you hesitating? Come, stab your spear into my throat. Kill me! What makes you turn into a sissy at this moment?" Bai Yuan taunted Huang Ping out of sudden as he saw a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"Shut up!" Huang Ping moved his spear back. Using the back of his spear, he gave Bai Yuan's face a slap and pushed him to the ground.

"Our subjugation mission this time is not to slaughter, but to capture those bandits like you and eliminate the threat in Flame Demon Mountain. I won't be taunted easily by the like of you..." Huang Ping said.

With a tap on his Qiankun Bag, Huang Ping took a knotted rope made from a unique material and binds Bai Yuan's arm and legs by applying some of his own spiritual energy.

"You'll regret this! Huang Ping!" Bai Yuan screamed. He struggles for a while when he found out what Huang Ping was going to do. But since he was pinned on the ground when Huang Ping proceeds to activate the treasure, his effort ended up pointless.

"Wang Xun, you'll..." letting off a mouthful of air he's been holding for a while, Huang Ping turned his attention to Wang Xun.

And that was the biggest mistake of his.

"Demonic Blood Palm!" Huang Ping's sight was blinded by the color of crimson red spiritual energy as he turned around.

A palm attack sneakily came and slapped exactly on his face. The power of an eighth-level Flesh Refining Cultivator explodes at one of the weakest parts of Huang Ping.

**Kahak!**

Huang Ping coughed a stream of blood along with three of his teeth as he slammed on the ground. The sneak attack that has been planned by Bai Yuan and this opponent finally yields the result they're looking for.

"Argh! Argh!!!" the torturing pain from the malicious martial art and injury caused Huang Ping to become hysterical. Even Wang Xun was caught unaware as he only managed to notice what happen aftermath.

"You!" Wang Xun came up from his meditating posture and swung his sword at the newcomer. But with the same bloody palm as the others practicing the malicious martial art, the newcomer deflected his attack without putting too much effort.

"Instead of chasing after me, why don't you take care of that guy first?" he said.

"Demonic Explosion!" using his spiritual energy to create an explosive force, the newcomer generates a blast that does not lose to the Lei-Hao Bomb.

"D*mn It!" Wang Xun was forced to defend himself by creating a shield using his spiritual energy. By the time the blast weakened, the newcomer had already left the battlefield while tugging Bai Yuan on a hand.

"Brother Ping! Brother Ping! Take this Flesh Mending Pill now!" he forcefully pulled Huang Ping's hand away to slide the medicinal pill into his mouth.

"Supplies Convoy, reply to me if you receive this message." Wang Xun said while holding both of Huang Ping's hands to not let him keep damaging his face from those pain.

At the same time, Wang Xun looked around the battlefield.

It seems the critical part of the battle had passed as the situation started to slowly shift to their advantage. Even the cloud of dust that covered Sun Wu Jian's whereabouts is dispersing.

Soon, more and more soldiers came to Wang Xun and Huang Ping's side. It was indeed a critical battle between them and the bandits.

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"Your highness!" one of the twelve elite guards called Sun Wu Jian after the explosion. Afraid that there will be more attack if they get panicked through their voice, only one of them speaks.

"The explosion... Is everyone alright?" Sun Wu Jian asked. His hand slowly placed on where he activated an amulet earlier. Noticing that the piece of magical paper has been destroyed, Sun Wu Jian exhaled.

"We're all fine. It was all thanks to the amulet on your highness' body that all of us are protected."

The elite guard supported Sun Wu Jian's shoulder as he helped his master get back on his feet. Looking at their surrounding, Sun Wu Jian was somewhat shocked by the aftermath of the explosion.

It was indeed a deadly one based on the crater created around them.

"We're indeed lucky... Lucky that Alchemist Qin prepared a Precelestial Protection Amulet for us before we depart..." Sun Wu Jian sourly smiled as he remembered something Qin Lan said before they left the Fuyun City.

"Your highness, promise me you'll put on this amulet on you if you're getting attacked from all directions." Qin Lan shook his head as he slapped the magical paper on Sun Wu Jian's hand. The tone of his word is less than friendly as he tries to finish his sentence.