Chapter 90 Are you the only one cheating?

Suddenly a car horn sounded. No one could understand what it was shouting, but everyone felt that it must be very dirty.

However, no one cares what it is about anymore.

A voice as if from a nightmare rang in Lou Feng's ears again.

Chug tug tug tug——

It was as if the shadow of the dung cart from the past reappeared with its rhythmic, high-pitched roar, suffocating Lou Feng and shrouding him once again in the shadow of the past.

However, this time, what came towards him was no longer the indescribable frenzy, but a terrifying flash of light that was so dazzling that it seemed like an exploding star.

They are not just traditional steel core bullets, but also contain many mercury bullets enchanted by Xiao An's sword energy, which explode into dazzling flashes the moment they leave the gun.

As the calf and horse swayed wildly, countless bullets gushed out from the muzzle in an instant, almost turning into a long line of fire, sweeping across violently.

After four hundred years, this empty and dilapidated hall was once again hit by heavy rain and strong winds, and it quickly shattered and cracked in the wind and rain.

In a hurry, Lou Feng subconsciously raised his spiritual shield.

But then, she felt... what it meant for a female imp to bravely fight Henig. Her eyes rolled back instantly, her abilities were overloaded, and she was almost collapsed by the wave of damage.

No matter how useless the spiritual shield was, at least it bought us a short moment.

The alchemical equipment on his wrist flashed, and the wall of ice and iron rose from the ground again, like an iron wall. The roar was endless, and pale cracks appeared and spread one after another.

At least it's blocked...

Lou Feng hadn't even stopped sweating yet. He instinctively wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly he realized... that damn broken car was moving!

The roar was coming from outside.

Amid the rampant horn sounds, the calves and horses galloped wildly, unleashing violent firepower. After plowing deep cracks on the ice iron wall, the sweeping machine guns had already passed the ice wall's obstruction and tilted wantonly as the tricycles sped away.

The blood spasmed and the light twitched.

Si Lan, who reacted the fastest, roared and drew his sword. His face suddenly turned pale, as if he had lost too much blood. His whole body was shriveled like a skeleton. But in the rising blood light, another huge figure suddenly rose up, pulled out a long sword that was more than dozens of meters long, and slashed it down with a bang.

The calf was almost chopped in half right down the middle.

In panic, the tricycle sped up even faster, running around like a headless fly, dragging with it a terrifying firepower that could be fatal if it was even slightly touched.

It's just like a seal trying to save itself while being chased by a killer whale... and then it becomes even more fucking difficult!
Roaring, Slan suddenly accelerated, rushing out from the blood, facing the violent machine gun fire head-on. The violent firepower that was enough to smash the fortifications and the soldiers behind them into pieces fell on him, but was blocked by the silver light rising from the shield on his arm.

The silver light swayed like a withered lotus in the rain, but the galloping returning knight was getting closer and closer, until he was dozens of meters away, and he swung the scimitar in his hand with a roar.

The scimitar flew out of his hand with a mournful howl, and swung around, actually cutting through the firepower ejected by the heavy machine gun head-on, smashing the already red-hot machine gun into pieces, which exploded and still moved forward with unstoppable force.

But at that moment, there seemed to be a faint spiritual fluctuation emerging, and the strange thing that was a hybrid of a tricycle and a motorcycle actually blurred for a moment visibly to the naked eye.

Shadow!

But the shadow's spiritualization was unable to stop the violent attack from the swarm. In an instant, it collapsed, burst, and scattered like liquid...

But strangely, there seemed to be a faint spiritual fluctuation, and something like a human head appeared from it for a moment, and its lips opened and closed silently, saying something. Then, an invisible gravitational force appeared, and the shadows that had collapsed and exploded actually flowed again like liquid, gathered and reborn, and a speeding tricycle flew out of it.

Safe and sound!

Even the calf and horse didn't know what was happening... they blinked confusedly and flashed their high beams. Only the prophet in the basket slowly closed his eyes, as if he fell asleep again.

Then, Silan heard...

A mournful howl came from behind.

It was a surging torrent of sword energy!

Fast, too fast, even though the gap and opportunity are only for a moment.

When Xiao An noticed the brief confusion of the returning knight and Slan's actions in the infinitely slowed time, his figure had already disappeared from the spot.

Instead, there is a roaring torrent.

"I would like to present this hunted white deer to you."

As he whispered, the sword energy from thousands of iron pieces gathered together, almost dissolving and engulfing him completely. Endless sharp light gathered into a beam and flew straight forward.

He used himself as a sharp blade and threw it forward!
This is no longer the skill recorded in the pot-throwing ritual book, but the secret "Archery Ceremony" that is even more superior!
It turns its body into a blade and moves forward courageously. Its name is just one simple word:

--【fierce】!
Those ancient books once said that a day and night is thirty moments, one moment is twenty louyu, one louyu is twenty finger snaps, and one finger snap is twenty instants...

A moment is a thought.

At this moment, it's just a matter of thought.

The pale sword light rushed through the formation, breaking all defenses, tearing through all obstacles, and dyeing it a dazzling and glowing scarlet with the blood of the enemies and itself.

It rushed forward, wandered, and dodged without any inertia, leaving behind only a bright red light.

Everything that stood in the way was chopped to pieces!
The further forward he went, the more difficult it became. He broke through the blockade of Blood Flame and the Homecoming Knights from the center. The slender and dazzling sword energy gradually wore away, but the shorter it was, the brighter the sharp light contained in it became.

In the end, when the galloping sword energy came to an abrupt halt in the entanglement of blood flames, Xiao An's body had been dyed scarlet by blood, and his chest was pierced by a spear and nailed to the ground.

But in his hand, that inch of sharp edge that was so tiny that it was almost imperceptible had already slipped out of his hand.

Towards the dazed Lou Feng.

The wall of ice and iron, the repulsive field, and the spiritual shield were all destroyed, pierced, and torn apart, until the time sand crystals on Lou Feng's wrist shattered one by one. The incarnation created by the spiritual essence didn't even have time to appear before it was torn apart by the invisible vortex, and half of its body was shattered.

But the remaining hand was firmly blocking in front of Lou Feng, grasping the cold light that had faded to almost unnoticeable.

The cold light dissipated.

Lou Feng was covered in cold sweat, sitting on the ground, his face pale, gasping for breath, almost unable to speak. He instinctively wanted to laugh, but felt an itch in his throat.

When I raised my hand, I discovered a line of blood spreading across my neck... My fingertips were scarlet, so glaring!

——Just one step away from being beheaded!
I have never been so close to death.

He was almost swallowed by the darkness... "Kill, kill them!" He roared and screamed at the top of his lungs.

But in the dead silence, everyone remained motionless.

He stared at him blankly. To be more precise, he was staring at the cracks that appeared silently on the originally smooth wall behind him... and even at the gun barrel that extended out from behind the cracks.

Scalding hot.

When it hits the scalp, it makes a hissing sound.

Lou Feng's pupils dilated rapidly and he trembled, unable to control himself.

“Ji Jue!!!!”

He made a sound from his throat and turned around abruptly. The aura of the alchemical equipment on his wrist appeared and turned into endless flames, gushing out and burning the enemy in front of him to ashes... Unfortunately, the expected scene did not happen.

The bracelet carved with flames flickered for just a moment before going out without any sound.

More than just bracelets.

All alchemical equipment, all of them, stopped moving!
On Ji Jue's shoulder, in the dim light emitted by the suspended ghost ball, even the abilities and matrices seemed to be frozen, with no reaction at all.

Temporary workshop, expand!

In the area within three steps, the three major module sequences of spiritual counterattack, matrix suppression, and ability silencing are all activated!
"You're the only one who's got the fucking trick!"

Ji Jue swung his hand and mercilessly slapped him on the face, causing him to spin in the air and sit back on the ground. Then, he backhandedly smacked him with the butt of his gun: "You're the only one who has a fucking teacher?!"

"If I don't open it for you, you'll keep on biting me, right?!"

"And hand over Fei Gong!"

"Why the hell don't you hand over your biological mother!"

Beat, ravage and trample without mercy until Slan yelled: "Stop!"

Bang!
The shotgun roared, and the bullet flew out, brushing Lou Feng's face and penetrating into the ground, leaving a spreading bloodstain.

"Keep your voice down, I'm scared." Ji Jue raised his eyes expressionlessly and looked at him, and even at Xiao An beside him who was nailed to the ground by a spear.

Slan's saber was placed on Xiao An's neck, and he slowly moved closer, cutting his skin.

So Ji Jue pulled the trigger again and aimed at Lou Feng's right hand.

Without hesitation.

Amid the blood gushing out and the screams, Slan's expression twitched for a moment, and the blade returned to its original position.

I never thought that the Homecoming Knights, whose members were all at level three or above, myself who was at level five, plus a powerful employer covered in all kinds of equipment, would fall to this level.

"Hand over the hostage and I will let you go," he said.

Ji Jue pulled the trigger again, and the bullet grazed Lou Feng's hair and penetrated the ground. Amid the screams, he continued, "Stop talking nonsense and have something more nutritious.

Put down your weapons, I will count to five, or your boss and your left hand will say goodbye, 5-4-3-"

During the non-stop countdown, Slan's expression twitched. For a moment, he really wanted to chop off a hand of the sissy kid next to him to let that brat know how powerful he is.

But he didn't dare.

Those eyes without any fluctuations looked at them from beginning to end, and they did not waver even when the blade was about to cut off the neck of his teammate.

It was as dark as a lightless ocean.

He had seen that kind of look many times in Middle-earth, but he had never thought that he would see it again in the eyes of an unknown boy in Cliff City.

Snapped!
At his signal, one knight dropped his spear and scimitar first, then the second one...the weapons were thrown into the calf's cart.

Soon, all six surviving knights were disarmed.

Except for Silan, who still held the knife in his hand without letting go.

"Relax, young man." Beside Slan, someone lifted a box from the blood and threw it to him. The open box was full of their gains along the way.

"You travel thousands of miles just for money. We are just a bunch of lousy workers. Why bother us? All the things are here. Release the boss and take your friends away. We won't stop you."

Ji Jue took a look and looked away without any interest: "Not enough."

"..."

Silan's eyes twitched again, and he almost laughed out of anger: "You don't want this kid's life anymore?"

"Yes, of course. There's no need to emphasize the price. But it's not enough because my friend was injured and made so many sacrifices."

Ji Jue's hand on the trigger remained unwavering: "You'd better be clear and don't waste my patience."

"Okay."

Si Lan sneered: "Two lives for one life is not enough. You killed my employer, so how can you deal with us?"

What answered him was a crack opening up again behind Ji Jue.

"Recognize the situation. I want to leave, and you can't stop me."

Ji Jue reminded indifferently: "You can kill my friend, but your boss is dead. Not only your boss, but also you, your family, and your friends——"

“Let me remind you, my teacher is a master, and he has the protection of the Security Bureau. Even if the Lou family wants to counterattack, they can’t do anything to me in Yacheng, but you are different.

The Security Bureau might let you go, but I won't.

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years... no matter how long it takes, as long as I can get the title of master, the first thing I will do is to issue your bounty in Huangji..."

He promised: "As long as I am alive, we will fight to the death!"

(End of this chapter)