Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 617: The Thunder Method of the Upper Sect
The night sky is not as dark as many people imagine.

The bright moonlight cast a thin white light on the clouds, like a vast sea of ​​white air. However, at this moment, a ray of silver light, which was countless times brighter than the so-called moonlight, was tearing through the sea of ​​clouds and crossing the sky at high speed.

Upper sect [Lingxiao Tianfeng], true disciple.

"Qing Tingzi", Bi Qing!

The only person in this Beitian Army that he cared about was the "Red Swordsman" Xiao Changlie. In other words, for the Seventh Supreme Sect, it didn't matter even if the entire remnant was released, as long as Xiao Changlie didn't get away.

Therefore, during these days, he had always been hanging behind the enemy's army, relying on the guidance of Qi at all times to confirm Xiao Changlie's approximate position, to ensure that the enemy would not abandon the entire army at some point and escape alone relying on the speed of the third-level flying sword.

In the past, the "Zhongtian Divine Court" dominated the entire East Land and divided the world by bloodline and imperial power. It produced countless immortal families. Whenever they hired people, they did not look at your ability or strength, but instead looked at whether your birth was noble or not, causing the people in the world to live in misery and suffering.

Finally, the world could no longer bear the burden and many heroes rose up. Many talented people joined hands to overthrow the licentious rule of Zhongtian Divine Court and trampled on the bones of the immortal families and nobles. Even the Emperor of Heaven, who was in the fifth level, was killed on the throne by the heroes.

I don't know how many people worked together, shed blood, tears and sacrificed to have what we have today. Regardless of your family background, all that matters is your natural talent and endowment.

Unexpectedly, just over a thousand years later, someone once again raised the banner of a "great unified dynasty" and claimed to create a new world!
And now, in perception.

——The remnants of the Beitian Army, Xiao Changlie actually abandoned the entire army and ran away alone!

"Can you leave?"

Thunder rumbled throughout the sky, and countless silver snakes danced among the clouds. In a trance, they vaguely formed a human face as big as a house!

What arrived earlier than the words was a bolt of lightning that was dozens of meters long.

This thunderbolt flashed with terrifying power. If it had hit, the cavalry team consisting of hundreds of people running hard below would be reduced to ashes in an instant. However, the leader among them lifted up his fur cloak, and the red light pierced the night sky in an instant, and he bravely faced the thunder!

Boom!

A terrifying energy flow erupted from the collision, and a flash of bright light illuminated the world—

As if frightened, the cavalry scattered in all directions, like trickles of water, seeping into the surrounding mountains and forests. And behind them, even further behind the remnants of the Beitian Army, the originally rugged mountains and forests suddenly trembled.

Once, twice, three times, the trembling showed no sign of stopping, but instead became more and more intense, just like the tide rolling back from the horizon when watching the tide.

One after another, flames gradually lit up, just like a swarm of fluorescent insects at night, but what came this time were not insects, but a group of cavalrymen who held torches high and had already gathered their strength!
Without the order from the previous envoys, they dared not act on their own. They could only watch the piece of fat meat right in front of them but could not take a bite.

Until now, when the order for an all-out attack was finally issued, they could finally have a good fight! Hand in a few heads and exchange them for rewards from the recently generous Shangzong!
"kill--!"

The noisy, excited roars flowed together, the noise disappeared, and turned into a unified roar.

The roar was so loud that it seemed to scare the hell out of people. The defense array that was barely maintained despite the desperate mobilization of officers at all levels actually showed signs of disintegration after this roar.

They suffered repeated defeats in the battles of Daocheng, Huanfeng, and Lanjiangshan. Even if they occasionally won, they would soon face even greater defeats. Until the Battle of Liyuan, which determined the fate of the Beitian Army, they lost again.

One after another, immortals stood proudly in the sky, blocking out the sun. The ground was crowded with the armies of various dynasties stimulated by generous rewards. Colleagues were eliminated in an organized manner, and even General Xie, who had always been the backbone of the army, was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

A roar suddenly exploded.

It was like the roar of a tiger or leopard, no, it was a roar even more ferocious than that of a tiger or leopard!

The momentum created by the two thousand cavalrymen was suddenly suppressed by the roar.

Countless torches flickered, illuminating a burly figure wearing heavy armor, holding a huge iron spear as big as a tree, sitting on a tall horse. Then, he shook the rope and rushed down under the gaze of countless people!
——Charge towards the cavalry in the distance!

This place is close to the Big Mud Mountain, where the terrain is undulating and there are many dense forests. Even with the help of the Evil Soul Cong and various secret medicines such as tiger bone strengthening ointments, the cavalry can never perform as well as on the plains - and this kind of elite cavalry only accounts for a minority of the current 2,000 cavalry.

But the cavalry was fighting against infantry, and they were facing a defeated army, and they even had a slight advantage in numbers. Even if the environment was at a disadvantage, it should still be a crushing battle.

It should be like this.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The spear swept across, breaking all the arrows shot along the way. Amid the shouts of the crowd, the man rushed into the cavalry formation like a heavy hammer!
Then, both the men and the horses were destroyed!
With the high-strength spear made of black iron, the inhuman strength of the second ring [Transcendence], and the kinetic energy brought by the galloping horse, Song Shi only made a "sweeping" movement, and an oncoming cavalryman was instantly broken into pieces of meat, and the flesh and blood exploded.

There was no need for any exquisite moves, Song Shi just controlled every bit of strength accurately, turning it into the simplest swing and stab. However, in the blink of an eye, he actually carved out a long corridor of crimson blood and mud in the military formation!
Boom!

Violent thunder roared from the sky again.

"Xiao Changlie, do you really think you are still my opponent?"

The thunder gathered into whirlpools, madly striking the crisscrossing flying swords, accompanied by Bi Qing's shouts.

"What nonsense!" Xiao Changlie responded with a sneer, and said in a loud and violent voice: "I don't even need to use my full strength to kill you!"

"Hey, you're always so arrogant!"

The lightning reorganized into a human shape thirty meters away, and the position of the previous second was pierced by the sword light. Bi Qing grabbed the lightning with his backhand and rolled it into an ever-changing, several-meter-long lightning sword. This time he did not avoid it, but chopped it out head-on.

"If Captain Xiao's temper was really as tough as his words, he wouldn't have had to sneak away!"

The real flying sword and the illusory thunder sword clashed, and the sky seemed to be lit up by a small sun. The sea of ​​clouds within a radius of hundreds of meters shattered, the atmosphere reversed, and burned up in an instant.

Xiao Changlie groaned, and the momentum of his sword became somewhat disordered.

——Can kill!

Feeling the touch of this blow, Bi Qing was certain in his heart.

As they were both in the middle third level, Xiao Changlie had always been considered a genius who had the potential to reach the fourth level, but he had to admit that he was a little behind. If the two of them were to fight in their prime, his chances of winning would be no more than 30%.

Fortunately, the wounds that the opponent suffered in the battle of Liyuan have not healed yet. Now the situation has turned around, and the opponent has a chance of winning of no more than 30%! The only thing to worry about is the opponent's dying blow. If the sword cultivator's dying blow is not good, it will leave an indelible wound on himself and damage his foundation.

Tsk, I originally wanted to let the others keep grinding for a while to weaken the opponent's condition to the maximum extent.

Who would have thought that Captain Xiao, who was known for his toughness, would run away without making a sound, forcing him to take action?
Is there a conspiracy?

——As long as it is not a new ending of the third level, there is no conspiracy in front of me!
The war rages on below.

While the burly man was charging into the army formation alone, more cavalrymen rushed towards the Beitian Army's main formation. Due to the terrain, they were unable to implement the tactic of attacking with thousands of people at once, but they still engulfed the Beitian Army soldiers in the front with their might.

The spears were broken along with the first cavalrymen who charged in, but more cavalrymen rushed forward quickly, and the shields were knocked open, revealing the fresh flesh inside. Swords chopped and horses trampled, and the two sides fought together.

Relying on the pre-arranged defense facilities and the advantage in numbers on the positions, the cavalrymen were unable to completely break through the enemy's formation for a while and fell into a stalemate.

——But it will be soon!
According to the routine these days, if we charge forward for a while, the enemy will not be able to hold on, and even the supervisory team will be unable to stabilize and will collapse. So what if we are in a stalemate? The reinforcements are pouring in from behind.
One of the cavalrymen was startled. No, the density of his colleagues nearby was clearly much less than he expected!
He realized something and turned around suddenly, just in time to see a shocking scene.

The man surrounded by blood mist propped up the barbed wire under the cover with a shot. This kind of weapon was specially used to deal with masters, with dozens of wires woven into a bundle and dozens of bundles woven into a net. Their users' faces turned red, and they pulled outwards with all their strength, trying to tie up the opponent, but their bodies were pulled over bit by bit instead.

Bang! The barbed wires broke one by one. Five well-trained cavalrymen, who were as powerful as five horses, were unable to defeat the other side!
The next moment, the shadows of gunfire were like a waterfall and like a dragonfly skimming the water. In a breath, big holes appeared in the heads of the five people around them. They fell backwards weakly and were thrown to the ground.

The psychic skill [Blood Evil] was activated, and even faintly attracted the blood of the casualties around, which gathered into a thick blood mist, which transformed into unparalleled killing power in Song Shi's palm. For a time, he was invincible and had no enemy.

Minced meat! Headshot! Blood rain!

"How can Zhang Er be so strong!" Someone recognized him, with a strong disbelief in his eyes: "Even those pillars of the army who can defeat thousands of enemies! Were they so strong when they were young!"

Someone else shouted, "He's coming back for help! Stop him!"

Song Shi was seen charging into the battle formation alone, killing dozens or hundreds of people, then slapping his horse, turning around and rushing back towards the main formation of the Beitian Army.

I don’t know if it was because of the [Blood Evil] or because he was stained with too much blood, but as soon as he got within ten meters of Song Shi, he was filled with a bloody smell so strong that it made these old soldiers who were used to fighting feel nauseous. At first glance, he looked like a person who had just been fished out of a pool of blood.

Song Shi could hear his own panting, rapid panting, as if he had swallowed charcoal, his internal organs were burning. But what was burning more than his lungs was his spirit.

"——We should have killed him like this a long time ago!" Song Shi laughed wildly and stabbed the cavalrymen who rushed over from the flank with a gun: "Vanguard officer? Troops? Military formation? In the end, it's more fun to kill alone!"

At this moment, blinding lightning struck from the sky!
Without any regard for the thoughts of its friendly forces, the lightning dragged a wake of dozens of meters. In the first second after landing, the few cavalrymen closest to Song Shi were turned into charcoal without a word.

Before the lightning flashed, Song Shi swung his cloak violently. The animal skin cloak, which was specially thickened with several layers and theoretically non-conductive, only lasted less than half a second before being easily penetrated. But this was enough for Song Shi to change his posture. The [Blood Evil] around his body suddenly compressed and condensed inwards, catching the falling thunder.

"What a punishment for God!"

His eyes were first filled with white light, and then his whole body felt like it was falling into an icy cave. It seemed that he had lost his memory for a second. Song Shi opened his mouth and actually spit out hot air. Then, intense pain attacked his whole body.

——He actually caught it?!
The expected coke scene did not come, Bi Qing was slightly surprised.

The thunder method I have acquired has the true meaning of "punishing on behalf of Heaven". It will be of great benefit to those who are involved in so much blood and murder.

Although those on the path of "Gods and Demons" are tough and vigorous, how can a mere second level realm be spared?

However, the facts are before our eyes.

The carbonized scar shell cracked piece by piece, which was the muscles under the skin working, as if it had just walked out of a porcelain cellar. The man grinned grimly, and with his big hands he pulled and forcibly tore off the scar shell, revealing the bright red and tender flesh underneath that had not been fully roasted.

Then he gave himself a thumbs up.

Thumbs down.

Bi Qing was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"How courageous! You are indeed on the path of 'gods and demons'!"

After saying this, Bi Qing emitted lightning again, a lightning that was obviously much stronger than the previous one, and it was brewing - it hit the main camp of the Beitian Army that was struggling to hold on on the other side!
"Xiao Changlie, and you, my boy, I want you to watch them turn into dust with your own eyes!"

The red light flashed for a moment, and then the thunder exploded in mid-air.

But compared to the beginning, the flying sword has now reached a point where even ordinary soldiers can see that it is weakening. The red light is dimming, and the sword body is shaky, as if it is just holding on. On the other side, although the lightning around Bi Qing has also weakened, it still maintains a considerable level overall.

Even though he had the upper hand, his series of shouts actually lengthened the distance between him and Xiao Changlie, and he even cautiously retracted the lightning, vaguely turning to a defensive posture.

"Not bad at all."

Song Shi sighed in his heart and took out a handful of pills from his arms, including the Blood-blasting Pill, the Demonic Body Pill, the Qi-boosting Pill, and the Heart-killing Pill, and swallowed them in one gulp. He picked up his spear and ran towards the main camp of the Beitian Army.

First he charged into the battle line alone, fought for a long time in the crowd, and then got hit by the third ring [Dayuan] with a special attack. His current condition is not very good - but he will not die for a while!
Boom!

It was a scene that could not be seen by the naked eye. The terrifying lightning intertwined into a web, as if the sky and earth changed color in an instant, turning into a thunderstorm disaster. There were also fierce and violent red sword beams that pierced through the lightning. Dozens of swords were slashed out in a breath, trying to split the sea of ​​thunder - and during the Liyuan battle, such scenes were everywhere!
Bi Qing let out a long roar, and the thunder magic he controlled was divided into two parts: offense and defense. The defense was the opponent's swordsmanship, and the attack was the military formation of the Beitian Army below!
As expected, every time the thunder was about to hit, there would be sword beams flying to block it. Even at this time, Xiao Changlie still tried to reduce his own losses!
But this also caused him to receive several consecutive strikes from thunderbolts, and his condition deteriorated again.

But even so, facing the "celestial being" who was the best at wide-area attacks among all the enemies along the way, Xiao Changlie could not block them all. From time to time, lightning struck the army formation, killing soldiers from both sides without distinguishing between friend and foe.

Ordinary soldiers who have never reached the fifth level of heaven.

Facing an attack from a person at the third level, even a slight touch would turn him into charcoal in an instant.

Bi Qing laughed.

"I don't want to commit murder. If you surrender now, I will spare your life!"

(End of this chapter)