Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 613 Seven Supreme Sects, New Heavenly Army

The thunders surged in the clouds, making one heart-pounding roar after another. As the way of "Heaven and Man" that emphasizes the connection between heaven and earth and the unity of all things, even if it is only the third level, its momentum is the best among all paths and it is extremely magnificent.

But that's all.

No matter how loudly the thunder roared or how majestically it flashed, it still remained in the sky and had not yet been thrown downwards.

It's as if he's afraid of something.

The crimson light in the distance revealed its true appearance.

It was a dark red sword like clotted blood, and its entire body was covered with a layer of rich red light.

It turned and flew among the clouds. The last trailing light had not yet dissipated when it was cut by new light in the next second, turning into a criss-crossing sword net - according to the most conservative estimate, this flying sword also broke the speed of sound!
"Xiao Changlie, your old injuries from the Liyuan battle have not healed yet, and you have incurred new injuries in recent days. Do you really dare to fight me?"

The words mixed with thunder rang out clearly.

In response to him, there was a sneer coming from the flying sword.

"Then why are you still talking nonsense! If you have the guts, come down and try the sharpness of my sword!"

The blurry figure riding the thunder remained unmoved, and just spoke again.

"You, the New Heaven Army, have always been advocating the slogan of 'rebuilding a new heaven' for the common people of the world, but this time the defeat is certain. If we continue to waste time, it will only take a short time. You are so stubborn and stubborn, and you want to drag these people down with you. Do you think you are worthy of talking about 'rebuilding a new heaven'?"

The other party deliberately used the technique of thunder sound, making the rolling sound waves echo in everyone's ears.

"I guarantee in the name of our clan [Lingxiao Tianfeng] that anyone who lays down their weapons and raises their hands in surrender will be allowed a chance to live—"

The sound stopped abruptly for a moment.

With a loud bang, a line of iron rose from the forest, pierced through the sky, and fiercely slammed into the blurry figure!
This javelin unexpectedly broke the sound barrier, and even an armored cavalryman would be easily smashed into pieces if hit by it - there was just a crackling sound, and a flash of lightning accurately hit the javelin, and the high temperature and electrical energy instantly melted it and exploded.

The perception ability spread in an instant, and Bi Qing from the upper sect [Lingxiao Tianfeng] immediately locked onto the target, a burly man who was still in a throwing posture in the corner of the woods below. A rough glance revealed that he was only at the second level!

"you?!"

However, immediately afterwards, the red sword light in the distance slashed over without hesitation.

That madman at the second level could only disgust people at most no matter how many times he threw his spear. However, Xiao Changlie, who was at the third level and especially a sword immortal, had killing power that should not be underestimated.

Without caring about being angry, Bi Qing raised his hand fiercely. In the blink of an eye, the thunder and the flying sword collided for more than ten times and then separated at the same time.

Bi Qing took a deep look at the flying sword, and then at the big man below. Hmm? The latter actually glared at him in return!

A flash of silver light appeared, and lightning as thick as a python struck the opponent, but was dispersed in time by the flying sword.

Leaving behind a cold snort, the lightning that filled the sky suddenly shrank into a ball, and Bi Qing disappeared into the clouds. Every time he flashed, he would appear dozens of meters away and disappear in an instant.

"Tsk, it's still too weak."

After confirming that the other party had left, Song Shi slowly put down his right hand, and rubbed his wrist with his other hand covered with callous scars. His entire arm felt obvious soreness and pain. At the lower part of the second ring, even though the muscle fiber structure had been optimized by psychic skills, it was still quite difficult to throw a sonic spear.

"The Great Source who went the Thunder route. The imagery is the 'punishment on behalf of God' set. Well, it's also a very classic type."

Song Shi narrowed his eyes, recalling the scene just now. Even though they had only met for a few short times, he had figured out most of the other party's information. Without the assistance of [Liuliguan], he was also a full-fledged Pro-level senior [Dayuan].

"His awareness is not bad, and he has mastered some small skills quite maturely. Overall, he can be rated as above average. Plus, his psychic power is at the middle level of the third ring. It's not easy to deal with." Song Shi thought for a while: "The upper sect, [Lingxiao Tianfeng]? I don't know what level this person's talent is in it."

From Song Shi's point of view, if nothing unexpected happens, the other party's talent is inferior to Chu Tonglu's - he may have a chance to reach the peak of the third ring in his lifetime, but his hope of reaching the fourth ring is slim.

As for the other side, the one who used a flying sword to withstand the thunder attack, obviously a psychic of the third ring [Transcendence], was more interesting.

pat.

At first there were scattered water droplets, which then connected into thin threads one after another. But in the blink of an eye, a warm and humid rain waterfall came down on people's heads, fiercely washing the sky and the earth.

The high temperature of the thunder heated up the moisture, and it convected strongly with the cold air of winter, turning into frost and rain. The subsequent impact of a third-ring [Dayuan] on the environment came.

Muddy water flowed everywhere with turbid blood bubbles floating on it. It meandered across the earth and eventually merged into puddles of sewage with oil droplets floating on them.

Song Shi let the cold rain hit his face, his hair stuck to his forehead, and the solidified blood scars in the gaps of his heavy armor melted, sliding across the armor plates and becoming part of the rain.

We are used to the battlefields of hot weapons, where a single shot can shatter a person and his or her prosthetics, and the air is filled with smoke and the smell of engine oil. The sensory stimulation of this cold weapon battlefield is not unfamiliar, but it is not familiar after all.

After all, I usually have no interest in virtual games with the theme of "cold weapon war".

"call"

Song Shi took a few steps and pulled out the spear that had killed the cavalryman at the beginning.

The main material of this spear is a material called "black iron". After a brief test, Song Shi had an idea.

Born in an orphanage and venturing out into the world, in the early days of being a free bounty hunter, I relied on a bunch of rusted parts and second-hand goods to piece together weapons and equipment, which was the basic skill of survival. With these experiences, I am quite familiar with materials science and mechanical engineering, at least in practical application areas.

——The quality of this spear is quite good.

There may be some flaws in the design, but in terms of material strength, welding stability, toughness, etc., it is not inferior to the commercial-grade cold weapons made on professional lathes by the weapons manufacturers of the corporate alliance.

His five fingers stroked the gun barrel that was as thick as a bowl, and the smooth touch of rain water and blood plasma touched his palm.

Not uncommon.

Song Shixin thought.

If technology is not enough, psychic power can make up for it. Nowadays, the so-called "master craftsmen" are almost all psychics - to be precise, most of them are psychics on the path of [transcendence]. With the help of some specific psychic skills, they can be called humanoid mobile foundries. As long as the psychic power is strong, the manufacturing precision and performance of the products are no less than those of modern times. After all, the second ring of [transcendence] can achieve micrometer-level craftsmanship with bare hands.

If we have to point out the disadvantages, it is the output and efficiency. The cost of building a lathe room and training a second-ring [Transcendence] is much higher than the former. Besides, psychics are not cattle and horses. It is impossible for them to squat there all day and force you to get equipment.

However, as a second-ring psychic and vanguard officer, he was obviously not among the regular soldiers, so he was qualified to be allocated this spear.

"It can barely be considered a divine weapon."

Song Shi let out a breath, stuck his spear beside him, and with his free hand grabbed the cavalry leader's temple and pulled his head out, tearing off the spine underneath, shaking off the blood, then pulled out his spear, picked it up, put it on his shoulder, and strode towards the front formation.

Everywhere you look, it's simply horrific.

The flag embroidered with the words "New Sky" was soaked in mud and almost curled into a ball due to being trampled by footprints. There were broken arrows, tattered helmets, scattered baggage, and even corpses with pale faces and unable to open their pupils.

The group of thirty or so light cavalrymen, with bows drawn, pursued and killed the enemy all the way, causing casualties of hundreds. But in addition to those who were directly hit by arrows, a considerable number of people were clearly killed in the chaos and trampling of each other during the rout!

"Morale is too bad. Does this army really have a future?" Song Shi observed everything carefully: "If it were a company from the Enterprise Alliance, they would have implanted behavior control chips into your brains and locked down the order."

Along the way, the troops, which had been in a mess, gradually stabilized after realizing that the pursuit had temporarily stopped and some middle and lower-level officers began to reorganize their forces. Amidst the shouts, these people had stiff faces and silently picked up the things that had exploded on the ground.

But when these people saw Song Shi, they still trembled subconsciously and lowered their heads in awe.

The people who had fallen behind just now saw the former take action and tear the cavalry commander to pieces. Even those who did not see it at the time reacted when they saw the head hanging on the tip of the gun.

This vanguard officer has never been so fierce before!
However, this move at most temporarily stabilized the morale of these people. Song Shi looked around and found that the atmosphere was still wrapped in cold wind, and it was as dead silent as if it was about to freeze into one with the frozen ground beneath his feet.

"Master Zhang." At this moment, a young man in fairly complete armor ran over quickly: "Captain Xiao is looking for you."

The young man had a strong physique. Even though he had been exposed to the cold winter rain and wind, his eyes were still bright and sharp, and even his wet armor seemed to be glowing.

Song Shi memorized the other person's face, nodded on the surface, and said concisely: "Where is it?"

The young man pointed in a direction.

Song Shi walked over there with a gun in his hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the young man holding the hilt of the knife with one hand and re-entering the formation.

There was no need to identify him deliberately. After walking two or three hundred meters, Song Shi knew that he had found the person.

The vines and weeds that had accumulated over the years were swept away, revealing a huge rock. A middle-aged man sat cross-legged on it, his hair messy and scattered randomly behind his head, perhaps because his turban had fallen off.

The other person raised his head, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes.

In an instant, the sharp energy seemed to break through the sky, and Song Shi felt as if he was hit by a sword, and the hairs on his body stood up.

".cough."

What broke the spirit was an unstoppable cough. Song Shi moved his eyes downward and found that the other party's abdomen was wrapped in bandages. However, with just a cough, blood was faintly seeping out from there.

The injury that could make a third-level [Transcendence] fall into this state
"Zhang Er, you did a great job." The man called "Captain Xiao" frowned and stifled a cough: "I saw everything."

He raised his index finger and said, "I'll remember this. When we meet up with the Southern Sky Army, I will personally ask General He for credit for you."

Southern Sky Army? Join forces?

Song Shi caught this new information. The cavalry had mentioned the "Northern Heaven Army" before, and the envoy from the upper clan called himself and others the "New Heaven Army".
——The Southern Sky Army and the Northern Sky Army, the two are collectively called the [New Sky Army]?
Song Shi took note of it in his heart and said, "If he comes again."

"As long as I'm not dead, he won't dare to come down." Captain Xiao interrupted, saying coldly: "How can a mere bastard who is on the path of 'heaven' have the courage to fight to the death? If it were you and me who are on the path of 'god and devil', I would naturally not dare to say anything, but him? Ha!"

Song Shi automatically replaced "Heavenly Man" and "Gods and Demons" with [Great Source] and [Transcendence].

As the other spoke, he focused his attention on the red light hovering around the former.

——It was the flying sword from before.

Looking closely, under the cover of rich red light, the flying sword itself actually had cracks of varying sizes, which made its original ferocious power seem a bit forced.

Take the divine iron and gold essence to build the Dharma body, and concentrate the pure thoughts of the spirit to form the sword embryo.
Born in East Continent, it is known as the "transcendence" way of "Sword Cultivator".

The flying sword is the extraordinary organ that the opponent has just forged with countless efforts and forging materials. For a "sword cultivator" [transcendence], the importance of the flying sword is no less than the heart and brain. And from this, it can be inferred that the condition of this Xiao Duwei is indeed quite bad.

At least it is obviously not as good as the third ring [Dayuan] that controls thunder.

However, it is now clear why the latter was still reluctant to leave the field even though both sides were in the middle of the third ring.

The path of sword cultivation is notoriously tough. This does not refer to the normal [transcendent] tough body, but the kind of toughness that is too rigid and easily broken - sword cultivators who are resistant to damage may not be able to do it, and sword cultivators who inflict damage are more ruthless than each other.

Based on my impression from the first encounter just now, this Captain Xiao is an expert in this field, and he is also seriously injured.

A swordsman with great talent and amazing killing power, the killing power that can be unleashed in a dying blow
Well, that’s not really acceptable.

Although he really wanted to discuss with the other party whether there was any relationship between "heavenly man" and "daring to fight to the death", after thinking seriously for a second, Song Shi regretfully gave up this idea.

"What's next?" Song Shi asked again.

".Yang Zhen died in your hands, those Shangzong lackeys need to be quiet for a while."

Captain Xiao's gaze lingered on the head on the gun for a moment. To be honest, he didn't expect that Zhang Er would give him such a surprise. "Notice to the entire army, rest here for half an hour, and then continue to move towards the big mud mountain. As long as we get into the mountain, we can take a breath."

Song Shi nodded, indicating that he understood, and then asked: "What about the Southern Heaven Army?"

Captain Xiao was silent for a few seconds: "We, the Northern Army, have indeed suffered a defeat this time, but the Southern Army is still here! General He is still here! There must be more than one of our troops approaching them. As long as we hold on until they merge, we will still be able to kill them in Shangzong!"

(End of this chapter)