Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 612 Tianyuan One Hundred and Twenty-Seven Years

——Fighting.

——Fighting on the battlefield!

Song Shi reacted almost the moment he smelled the blood.

Without bothering to look around, he suddenly stood up and rushed out of the tent - it was this action that made Song Shi realize that something was wrong.

My strength and nerve conduction speed have been greatly reduced!

Moreover, the psychic flame cannot be summoned? !
call--

The howling cold wind hit me on the head.

The muddy ground was covered with frost and hardened to a texture that made it almost impossible to feel one's toes. At this moment, arrows shot from nowhere were like rain, mercilessly splashing towards the army.

There are people everywhere you look!

It was not a mighty army ready for battle, but a chaotic scene where many people could not even tell the direction and were jostling and bumping into each other!

"Hold on! Hold on to the formation!"

"A small group of enemies is harassing us! Don't panic!"

"Move closer to the signal flag!"

Vigorous roars sounded from time to time, but these roars were quickly drowned out by the terrified wails echoing from all directions and the buzzing of arrows tearing through the air.

There is a large forest here, the trees are so lush and green, with branches and leaves that they almost block out the sun. It is the most natural barrier, but the source of these arrows is——

A team of light cavalry consisting of twenty to thirty people were not afraid at all. They skillfully drew their bows and shot arrows, while their horses were all tall and strong. They leaped flexibly among the bushes and vines, and their eyes revealed wolf-like ferocity in the dim environment!

This team of light cavalry actually chased hundreds of soldiers in front of them and made them flee.

"It has come to this! Do you still want to continue accompanying me to die?!"

These cavalrymen shouted loudly as they drew their bows and fired arrows without stopping, as if they had endless strength.

"The Lord Sect thinks that you are the ones who were coerced! This time we only want Xiao Changlie, the leader of the bandits! The rest of you will be spared if you surrender your weapons! Otherwise, you will be thrown into the underworld and will not rest in peace even after nine deaths!"

Just like the shouts of the officers before, in such a dark situation, most people could only hear the breathing like a bellows and smell the bloody smell, and could not hear the former's persuasion to surrender at all.

But someone heard it after all!
A soldier who had just crawled out of the bushes looked up and looked around blankly. The others were in a panic and jostling each other, like a group of headless flies running forward desperately. No one cared about their colleagues who were so close to them.

He suddenly shuddered, tremblingly untied the machete, and then without hesitation, turned around and ran towards the cavalry.

"I--"

The cold light broke through the darkness of the dense forest like thunder.

The words stopped abruptly, and the spear head made of black iron smashed the skull easily, and the soldier's head exploded like a rotten watermelon. But the spear's momentum did not decrease at all, and even went further, piercing through the blood mist in the sky, causing a cavalryman to suddenly fly backwards and be nailed to the tree!
The spear's light was cold and bright, illuminating the visitor for a moment.

He was an eight-foot tall man wearing heavy armor and extremely sturdy!
There was no need to shout "reorganize!". The next moment after the opponent threw out his spear, he rushed towards the cavalry formation without any pause!

——The speed of this pounce even surpassed that of the horse breed "Xiaohuncong" under them, which had undergone more than ten generations of bloodline improvement.

"Everyone, pay attention! This is the vanguard official seal!"

The leader of the cavalry shouted loudly and informed his colleagues, then he jumped off his horse, raised a spear with a grim smile, and rushed forward brazenly!

"How dare a stray dog ​​from the Beitian Army show off his power!"

Hearing this, Song Shi sneered: "Killing you is enough!"

The descriptions of being slow, bloated, insensitive, and weak were compared to Song Shi, who was at the fourth level [Great Source]. On the battlefield at this moment, the power of this body that had reached the second level [Transcendence] was still far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In a breath, the two sides exchanged more than ten moves! The shadows of the guns were like waterfalls, and the winds of the fists were like tides. Wherever they passed, the air was torn apart violently, and the hardened frozen soil was shattered. Every step left spider-web-like pits, and the big trees that required one person to hug were broken abruptly!
As elite cavalrymen chasing after the defeated Beitian Army, the thirty-odd riders present had good eyesight and had been well trained, so they could barely judge the battle situation between the two men - so they were surprised to find that their commander was actually suppressed by the other side!

Apart from being a little clumsy in the beginning and being at a slight disadvantage, the opponent quickly adapted, fighting more and more fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, he put the commander in danger.

Didn't Zhang Er, the vanguard officer of the Beitian Army, say that he had just entered the second realm? They were both in the second realm, so how could his own commander suffer such a big loss!
For a moment, they had no time to continue chasing the defeated army in front. The cavalry formation was dispersed all of a sudden. Relying on the dense forest environment, they galloped around the center of the battlefield, while changing to specially made four-sided armor-piercing arrows specifically for dealing with experts, holding their guns without firing, to build momentum for the commander to hold the formation.

For someone like this who has stepped onto the fifth level of the sky, especially if his opponent is a master who focuses on his physical body and follows the path of "Gods and Demons", his five senses are extremely sharp. If we draw our arrows but do not shoot, the opponent will inevitably feel uneasy, distracted, and unable to exert his full strength.

Unfortunately, for a mortal like me who does not have the qualifications to step into the fifth heaven, the battlefield of the second realm is already the limit of what can be affected. Going up to the third, fourth, and even fifth realms, in front of the mighty power that can change the world, everything is like grass, and even looking directly at it is not allowed.

According to gossip, the reason why the seven clans that dominated the upper sects of East Land had made little movement in recent years was that the leaders of the seven upper sects had been in seclusion, trying to break through the limit of the fifth level of the sky and reach the sixth level that had never been seen before and no one knew if there would be anyone who could surpass it in the future.

——It is because of this negligence that the current "New Heavenly Army Disaster" has occurred!
Then, as they were watching, the violent gun shadows suddenly scattered for a moment, and then the opponent rushed forward, with blood mist surging around him, and punched their leader solidly in the chest!
——Psionic skill: [Blood Evil]!
The second ring of [Transcendence] psychic skills allows one to transform one's own blood into a special substance called "Blood Evil". When needed, it can evaporate from the skin and become mist to protect oneself, weaken the enemy's offensive, or enhance the lethality of one's own attack.

It has the destructive power of both material destruction and mental interference.

Boom! There was a dull thud, and the cavalry commander groaned. The place where the blow should have hit his chest was blocked by a bowl-thick spear - the spear broke under the heavy load!
However, even so, this attack still caused considerable damage. The cavalry commander's eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets, and he spat out a word from between his teeth: "Arrow!"

Relying on his close combat, he suppressed the sweet taste in his throat and swung the spear that was broken into two pieces, trying to restrict the opponent's movement.

"The momentum is still good—"

Song Shi's voice tore through the air, and then, without dodging or retreating, he threw a punch even more powerful than before.

"—but the gun is too soft!"

The next moment, a bloody hand clutching something appeared from behind the cavalry commander, and screams rang out from all directions. Clusters of armor-piercing arrows overwhelmed both sides at the same time.

Fortunately, Song Shi had anticipated this and used the cavalry commander's body as a shield, sweeping away and blocking most of the armor-piercing arrows.

But when they looked out again, this team of cavalrymen did not hesitate and retreated early. Even when their horses were galloping, their bodies were shaking violently, and the environment was complex and dim, they still maintained a fairly accurate suppression with armor-piercing arrows to prevent Song Shi from taking advantage of the situation to pursue them.

This level of physical fitness can no longer be explained by simply being well-trained. ".Ancient genetic enhancement technology?" Song Shi watched the cavalry disappear from his sight and gave up the idea of ​​further pursuit: "What period of history is this? I don't know much about this."

"——Come, let me ask you something."

The next moment, Song Shi squatted down.

The cavalry commander was in a horrible state, with arrows piercing his skin all over his body, his chest was broken open, and blood was flowing. However, as the second ring of [Transcendence], his powerful vitality allowed him to barely hold on and breathe sporadically.

"Hey do you think I'd tell that?"

The man vomited blood and yelled, "You damned thieves! We have the envoys from the upper sect to back you up! You will not be able to escape death no matter what!"

Song Shi raised his eyebrows and changed his words temporarily: "The envoy of the upper sect? Which ring? What path?"

This question actually stunned the man. He was stunned for a moment and heard the other party say it again.

"Come on, tell me what year it is, and I'll give you a quick death."

"What do you mean by a few years? It's just the 127th year of Tianyuan." The man's face suddenly turned ugly: "How dare you, a thief, humiliate me!"

What year is the 127th year of Tianyuan?
It sounds like a reign title, but there have been so many emperors in Donglu throughout history, how can I tell who is who?

However, I seem to have some impression of the word "Shangzong".

So Song Shi asked again: "The upper sect refers to the sect? How strong is the envoy of the upper sect you are talking about?"

"W-What stupid things are you talking about!"

Okay, that's it.

【Shangzong】.
It should be the psychic group of this period that adopted the organizational form of a sect.

"One last question." Song Shi said, "Who is the best in the world right now? I mean in our East Continent."

Hearing this, the other party was stunned again, stopped shouting, and his eyes revealed an involuntary envy: "Of course it's the leader of the upper sect [Nether Abyss Sect], the peerless person who has cultivated to the pinnacle of the fifth level of heaven."

The voice gradually became quieter.

he died.

"The fifth level of heaven. That is, the first to fifth rings? If the sixth ring, [Divine Throne], has not appeared yet." Song Shi touched his chin: "Well, a conservative estimate is three thousand years ago."

"From this perspective, the envoy from the upper sect should be at the third ring level." Song Shi thought for a moment, "The fourth ring above doesn't require any hard labor, and the second ring below is not."

Not every second-ring master has his own strength, which would not make the cavalry commander so confident - although the opponent is only at the lower level of the second ring, he is still a second-ring master after all.

Song Shi picked up the broken gun tip and wiped it. The side of the polished gun tip reflected a burnt yellow face with a hard nose and a few strands of gray-black hair scattered in the wind. This was Song Shi's appearance at the moment.

[Transcendence] at the lower level of the second ring.

There are five psionic arts in total, three in the first ring and two in the second ring.

There is nothing much to say about the former. It strengthens the reflex nerves, optimizes the muscle fiber structure and enhances self-healing ability. It is a very standard and basic [Transcendence] three-piece set. The latter is [Blood Evil] and [Tiger Bone].

The effect of the psychic skill [Tiger Bone] is to enhance the overall skeleton strength of the psychic, so that it can withstand higher impact forces and support forces. At the same time, the hard and tough bones themselves can also serve as lethal weapons.

A close-range fight of life and death allowed Song Shi to fully understand the condition of this body.

——Neither good nor bad, just average quality.

If we compare it with the [Transcendence] that we have met, Lu Danshu, Shang Jianyuansi, and Chu Tonglu are all inferior to Gabe in the Pallower period in terms of talent.

If Lu Danshu, who was also in the lower second ring period, were to be replaced, it would be no problem for him to defeat ten vanguard officers named "Zhang Er".

It's a little bit difficult.

Song Shi tried it, but he couldn't use the spiritual energy of the fourth ring [Dayuan] belonging to "Nandu" at all, as if he was the current [Transcendence] from the beginning.

With this little spiritual power, he wanted to kill the envoy of the upper sect who was suspected to be the third ring.
Even if I play with this body to my heart's content, it's unlikely I can kill it.

Moreover, in ancient times many years ago, it was impossible for people to find heavy aerial bombs, gravitational field generators and other things to deploy. If they did not have enough spiritual energy, they could make up for it with technology.

"call"

Song Shi suddenly noticed that he was panting heavily. With the physical fitness of the second ring [Transcendence], this should not have happened. The young man spent a few seconds feeling his body and found that he had been injured earlier, big and small, deep and shallow, and had been accumulating until now.

His gaze lingered on the cavalry commander's face, whose eyes were still open.

My own psychic skill of "self-healing power" cannot be created out of nothing, and it requires timely intake of sufficient energy and nutrition to heal the wound. The flesh and blood of a second-ring [Transcendence] is undoubtedly a high-nutrient substance. As long as he eats
"I didn't become a psychic just to eat people."

The arrowhead was caught by a big hand and the tail shaft was broken. This was one of the few armor-piercing arrows that could not be blocked just now. Considering the problem of bleeding and wound expansion, Song Shi chose to keep the arrowhead in the body temporarily.

"Well, let's go back to the camp first, at least we need to find out."

The sky and earth suddenly lit up bright white for a moment.

The silver light lit up the woods, and Song Shi felt that all the hairs on his body stood up. It was not a chill, but a strong static electricity field!

--boom!

Immediately afterwards, as if a god was beating a celestial drum, violent thunder resounded from the sky!

Song Shi raised his eyes suddenly. The cold winter wind was pierced by the electric arc light. Thousands of winding silver snakes were wandering in the clouds. A blurry figure with an unclear face stood with his hands behind his back under the protection of the bright silver lightning.

And such an existence was being forcibly suppressed by a streak of red light that penetrated the sky!
(End of this chapter)