Chapter 79: Chapter 78: Bloodlight Body Protection? Under My Gun, All Are Equal

THUD. THUD. THUD.

The bullets struck the Blood Light Shield, making a dull sound.

As soon as the warheads made contact with the blood-red light, they corroded and gave off a green smoke.

All of their kinetic energy vanished in an instant, and they fell uselessly to the ground.

"It’s a Blood Melter."

"A Tier Two evil cultivator!"

The squad leader’s expression changed drastically.

The bullets were useless.

This meant the enemy’s protective Energy Intensity was extremely high. Ordinary firearms couldn’t even break through his defenses.

"You think you can stop me with these fire pokers?"

The evil cultivator laughed maniacally. His movements were incredibly fast as he instantly charged into the crowd.

His fingers had turned a strange, bluish-black.

His fingernails were long and sharp.

SWISH!

One of the guards didn’t even have time to draw his saber.

Five bloody gashes, deep enough to reveal bone, were clawed into his chest.

He was sent flying backward, his blood turning purplish-black before it even hit the ground.

"Aaargh!!"

A bloodcurdling scream rang out.

The defensive line was instantly torn open.

This evil cultivator was too fast, and his entire body was coated in a deadly poison.

A single scratch was enough to severely cripple a person’s combat strength.

"Everyone, get back!"

An angry roar came from the side.

Zhang Hao had arrived with several Sharp Sword Team Members.

He had already tossed aside his rifle, replacing it with an azure Alloy Battle Saber.

The Inner Qi of a Meridian Passage Realm Third Layer expert erupted from his body.

A visible layer of sharp light instantly coated the blade’s edge—it was his standard Skill, Blade Aura Possession!

"Breaking Army Eight Techniques—Suppress!"

Zhang Hao let out a low shout, wasting no motion.

He threw himself at the evil cultivator, gripping his saber with both hands and bringing it down from above in the simplest, heaviest strike possible.

This strike wasn’t meant to kill. It was meant to use the immense Inner Qi from his Rock Technique to pin the enemy down and create an opportunity for his teammates.

"Get lost!"

Faced with this powerful, heavy strike, the evil cultivator didn’t even try to dodge.

Instead, he gave a malevolent grin, formed his five fingers into a claw, and swatted at the blade’s edge with his palm.

CLANG!

The deafening sound of metal on metal rang out.

The azure Sword Aura slammed viciously against the foul Blood Light Shield.

Zhang Hao felt a violent, chilling power surge madly up the saber’s hilt.

The force made the webbing between his thumb and forefinger go numb, and he was sent staggering back three steps before he could regain his footing.

The evil cultivator, however, merely swayed on his feet.

The Blood Light Shield on his palm flickered violently but was completely unharmed.

"Heh heh, if that one-armed Lei Zhen were here, I might have to think twice."

The evil cultivator stared sinisterly at Zhang Hao, his scarlet eyes filled with contempt.

"You think a little whelp like you, who’s barely even reached the Meridian Passage Realm, can stop me?"

After speaking, he showed no interest in continuing the fight and abruptly pushed off the ground.

He shot up onto a nearby wall, intending to leap over it.

Once he was over that wall, the vast wilderness lay beyond. Catching him then would be nearly impossible.

"Stop him!"

Zhang Hao, both furious and desperate, raised his saber to give chase.

But two guards wounded by the blood poison were directly in his path, slowing him down by a fraction of a second.

Just as the evil cultivator was about to vault over the top of the wall, a dull boom suddenly echoed from the distant darkness.

BANG!

The sound wasn’t crisp; it was a muffled report that made one’s heart skip a beat.

No one saw a muzzle flash.

But all the Martial Artists present felt a spine-tinglingly sharp aura.

The evil cultivator was at the apex of his leap, his protective Blood Light pushed to its absolute limit.

He was at the peak of his jump, his momentum spent and his body momentarily suspended.

An extremely intense sense of crisis suddenly welled up in his heart.

The feeling of imminent death.

’What the—’

Before the thought could even finish, a spinning bullet had already arrived.

This was no ordinary bullet.

In Han Feng’s microscopic vision, the bullet was enveloped in a high-speed, rotating vortex of Qi Blood.

This Spiral Force slammed directly into the seemingly indestructible Blood Light Shield.

HSSSSSS!

The ear-piercing sound of friction lasted for less than a tenth of a second.

CRACK!

The shield shattered!

The defense that could withstand a spray of dozens of bullets was utterly useless against this single, tiny projectile.

The evil cultivator’s pupils dilated instantly.

He could only watch as the still-spinning piece of deadly metal burrowed into his right chest.

THWUMP!

A spray of blood erupted from his back, leaving a gaping, bowl-sized hole.

The tremendous impact blasted him right off the top of the wall.

He crashed heavily onto the concrete ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Aaaaaargh—!"

The evil cultivator let out a horrifying shriek.

Although the shot missed his heart, the terrifying Spiral Force had shredded half of his lung and the meridians in his right arm as it passed through his body.

He struggled to get up, but the entire right side of his body was completely numb.

’This is impossible...’

Gouts of black blood poured from his mouth, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

’How could a gun have this much power?’

’Is there some High Tier sniper hidden on the farm?’

’But this power... it’s clearly the Qi Blood Power of a Martial Artist!’

’A perfect chance!’

The instant he hit the ground, grievously wounded, a stocky figure charged in from the side with a deafening roar.

It was the captain of the farm’s guards, Wang Defa!

The middle-aged man, an expert at the Enlightenment Realm, was currently covered in a thick layer of earthy-yellow Gang Qi.

On his Standard Long Saber, a Sword Aura so dense it was almost tangible began to glow.

"Die, you spawn of evil!"

He bellowed. Wang Defa didn’t use any flashy Martial Arts.

He simply poured all the immense True Qi cultivated from his Thick Earth and Rock Skill into his blade, crushing his opponent with the purest form of power.

The evil cultivator was already severely injured, his protective Blood Light shattered.

Facing an Enlightenment Realm expert at full strength, he had absolutely no way to resist.

SQUELCH!

The blade flashed, followed by a dull thud.

The screams stopped abruptly.

The evil cultivator’s head rolled to the side. His shriveled body twitched twice, then went completely still.

The area fell deathly silent, with only the unending wail of the distant alarm echoing through the air.

Wang Defa, breathing heavily, sheathed his saber.

He first nudged the corpse with his foot to make sure it was dead before turning around.

He looked up at the water tower several hundred meters away.

His gaze held a trace of unconcealable shock. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The timing, angle, and power of that last shot were all unbelievably perfect.

If that shot hadn’t broken the evil cultivator’s defenses and grievously wounded him, even though he had arrived in time, he would have faced a bitter struggle to take him down.

He might have even let the man escape.

"Captain, is it over?"

Zhang Hao and his men gathered around. Looking at the massive hole in the corpse’s chest, the corner of his eye couldn’t help but twitch.

’The shape of this wound... it’s too familiar.’

’It’s identical to the hole in the Tier Two Alloy Plate that was pierced at the firing range this afternoon.’

Wang Defa stroked the stubble on his chin, his expression peculiar.

"That kid..."

"He really does use a rifle like a cannon."