Chapter 89: Only You Have a Cheat?

Suddenly, there was a car horn; no one could understand what it was roaring, but everyone felt it must be cursing very dirtily.

However, no one cared what it was cursing anymore.

A sound like a nightmare sounded again from Lu Feng's ear.

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat—

It was as if the shadow of the past dung-head car reappeared with that rhythmic high-pitched roar, making Lu Feng fall into suffocation, shrouded again by the shadow of the past.

Only this time, what rushed toward him was not that indescribable frenzy, but a terrifying flash that was so dazzling it seemed like stars exploding.

It was not just traditional steel-core bullets; it also contained many mercury warheads enchanted by Xiao An's sword Qi, which exploded into dazzling flashes the moment they left the chamber.

Accompanied by the crazy swaying of Little Niu Ma, countless bullets sprayed out from the muzzle in an instant, almost turning into a continuous line of fire, sweeping violently.

Four hundred years later, this empty and broken hall welcomed rain and wind again, shattering and mottling rapidly in the wind and rain.

In a hurry, Lu Feng subconsciously raised his spiritual quality shield.

But immediately after, he felt... what it meant to be a "loli-baba" fighting a black man, and in an instant, he couldn't help but roll his eyes back, his abilities overloaded, and he was nearly driven to a breakdown by a single wave of output.

Even if the spiritual quality shield wasn't very useful, it at least bought a fleeting moment.

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

At least it blocked it...

Lu Feng's cold sweat hadn't even fallen yet, and the moment he instinctively wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly reacted... that damn broken car can move!

The roaring sound roamed from the outside.

In the rampant horn sound, Little Niu Ma galloped wildly, sprinkling violent firepower. After plowing deep cracks out of the ice-iron wall, the sweeping machine gun had already passed the obstruction of the ice wall with the galloping of the small tricycle, tilting wantonly.

Blood-colored spasms, light flames twitching.

Slan, who reacted the fastest, roared and drew his sword, his face suddenly pale, as if he had lost too much blood, his whole body shriveled like a skeleton. But in the rising blood light, a huge figure suddenly rose, drew a long knife more than dozens of meters long, and slashed down with a boom.

Almost chopping Little Niu Ma in half from the middle.

In panic, the small tricycle was faster, running around like a headless fly, yet dragging terrifying firepower that was fatal if it touched even a little bit.

It was simply like a seal frantically pooping under the pursuit of an orca... and then it was even harder to deal with!

In the roar, Slan suddenly accelerated, galloping out from the blood light, facing the violent strafing of the machine gun head-on, approaching; the violent firepower that could sweep the defensive fortifications and the soldiers behind them into pieces fell on him, blocked by the silver light rising from the shield on his arm.

The silver light was like a remnant lotus in the rain, swaying, but the galloping Returning Knight was approaching inch by inch, until dozens of meters away, from the roar, he swung the curved knife in his hand.

The curved knife that left his hand set off a miserable whistle, swirling, actually cutting the firepower sprayed by the heavy machine gun head-on, chopping the machine gun that had already burned red into pieces, exploding, still moving forward like a broken bamboo.

But at that moment, there seemed to be a faint spiritual quality fluctuation, and that weird ghost thing that was a cross between a tricycle and a motorcycle actually blurred for a visible moment.

Shadow-fication!

But shadow spiritual quality-fication couldn't block the violent blow from the large group; in an instant, it collapsed, burst, flew away, like liquid...

But strangely, there seemed to be a faint spiritual quality fluctuation, and something like a human head appeared from it for a moment, lips opening and closing silently, saying something. Then, invisible gravity appeared, and the collapsed and exploded shadow actually flowed back like liquid, gathered and reborn, and the galloping tricycle flew out from it.

Safe and sound!

Even Little Niu Ma didn't know what happened... blinking in confusion, flashing its high beams. Only the prophet in the car basket slowly closed his eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep again.

Then, Slan heard...

The miserable whistle from behind.

That was the surging tide of sword Qi!

Fast, too fast, even if the gap and timing were only for an instant.

When time was infinitely slowed down, when Xiao An noticed the brief chaos of the Returning Knights and Slan's actions, his figure had already disappeared from the spot.

Replacing it was a torrent roaring forward.

"Respectfully offer this hunt to Bai Lu."

From the whisper, the sword Qi on thousands of iron pieces gathered, almost dissolving and swallowing him completely; the infinite sharp light gathered into a beam, flying straight forward.

He threw himself forward as a sharp blade!

This was no longer the technique recorded in the Throwing Pot Ritual Book, but the secret transmission "Archery Ritual" that was even more superior!

Transforming the body into a blade, moving forward without looking back, its name was only a simple word—

——【Fierce】!

Those ancient classics once said that one day and night is thirty moments, one moment is twenty luoyu, one luoyu is twenty finger-snaps, one finger-snap is twenty instants...

One instant is one thought.

At this moment, it was just in a single thought.

The pale sword Qi light galloped, piercing through the array, breaking all defenses, tearing all obstructions, and dyeing itself scarlet with the blood of the enemy and himself, dazzling to the point of glowing.

Forward thrust, shifting, dodging without inertia, leaving only a brilliant light from white to red.

Everything blocking in front was cut into pieces!

The further forward, the more difficult it was; breaking through the interception of blood flames and Returning Knights from the middle, the slender and dazzling edge of sword Qi gradually wore out, but the shorter it was, the more dazzling the sharp light bred within it became.

In the end, when the galloping sword Qi stopped abruptly from the entanglement of blood flames, Xiao An's body was already dyed scarlet by blood, his chest was pierced by a long spear, and he was nailed to the ground.

But in his hand, that inch of sharp light, so small it was almost imperceptible, had already left his hand.

Toward the stunned Lu Feng.

The wall of ice and iron, the field of repulsion, the spiritual quality shield, all were destroyed, pierced, torn, until the Time Sand crystals on Lu Feng's wrist shattered, and the avatar shaped by spiritual quality didn't even have time to appear before it was torn by an invisible vortex, stirring and crushing half of his body.

But the remaining hand blocked Lu Feng's front desperately, clutching that point of cold light that was worn to the point of being almost imperceptible.

The cold light dissipated.

Lu Feng was drenched in cold sweat, slumped on the ground, his face pale, gasping for breath, almost unable to speak; he instinctively wanted to laugh, but noticed the itch on his throat.

When he raised his hand, he realized that the blood line spreading on his neck... the fingertips were scarlet, so eye-catching!

——Only a line away from being beheaded!

Never had he been so close to death.

Almost swallowed by that darkness...

"Kill, kill them!" he roared and bellowed with all his might.

But in the dead silence, everyone stood still.

Staring at him blankly, or to be precise, at the wall behind him that was originally smooth and flat, where cracks appeared silently... and even behind the cracks, a gun barrel extended out.

Scorching hot.

When it pressed against his scalp, it hissed.

Making Lu Feng's pupils expand rapidly, trembling, unable to suppress it.

"Ji Jue!!!!"

He made a sound from his throat, turned around suddenly, the spiritual light of the alchemical equipment on his wrist appeared, turning into infinite flames, spraying out, burning the enemy in front of him into ashes... unfortunately, the scene he expected did not happen.

That bracelet carved with flames just flickered for a moment and then went out, with no movement.

Not just the bracelet.

All alchemical equipment, all, lost movement!

In the faint light emitted by the suspended ghost work ball on Ji Jue's shoulder, even the abilities and matrices seemed frozen, with no response.

Temporary workshop, unfold!

In the domain within three steps, spiritual quality counter-control, matrix suppression, ability silence, all three module sequences, activated!

"Only you have a cheat!"

Ji Jue waved his hand and slapped him on the face without mercy, spinning him in mid-air and sitting him back on the ground, and then, backhanded a gun butt down: "Only you have a teacher?!"

"Buddy didn't open it for you, and you're dinging endlessly, right?!"

"Still asking to hand over Non-Aggression!"

"Why don't you hand over your own mother!"

Merciless beating, ravaging, and trampling, until Slan roared: "Stop!"

Boom!

The shotgun roared, bullets flew out, grazing Lu Feng's face and piercing into the ground, leaving a spreading bloodstain.

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

Slan's saber was held against Xiao An's neck, slowly approaching by a fraction, cutting the skin.

Thus, Ji Jue pulled the trigger again, aiming at Lu Feng's right hand.

Without hesitation.

From the scarlet spray and screams, Slan's expression twitched for a moment, and the blade returned to its original position.

He never expected that the Returning Knight group, where everyone was above the third stage, and himself at the fifth stage, plus a powerful employer covered in all kinds of equipment, would end up in this state.

"Hand over the hostage, and I'll let you go." He said.

Ji Jue pulled the trigger again, the bullet grazing Lu Feng's hair and piercing into the ground; amidst the screams, he continued: "Less nonsense, give me something nutritious.

Put down your weapons, I'll count to five, otherwise let your boss and your own left hand say goodbye to each other, 5——4——3——"

Amidst the non-stop countdown, Slan's expression twitched; for a moment, he really wanted to chop off a hand of this sissy-like kid beside him, to let that brat know some power.

But he didn't dare.

That pair of eyes without any waves had been watching them from beginning to end, even when the blade was about to cut off his teammate's neck, he didn't waver at all.

Pitch black like a lightless ocean.

He had seen such a gaze too many times in the Central Lands, yet he never imagined that when they met again, it would appear on an obscure youth in a Cliff City.

Crack!

At his signal, one knight threw down the spear and curved knife in his hand, and then the second one... the weapons were thrown into Little Niu Ma's cargo box.

Soon, all six surviving knights had disarmed.

Except for Slan, who still held the knife in his hand, not relaxing at all.

"Relax, young man." Beside Slan, someone picked up a box from the blood water and threw it over from afar; in the open box, it was full of the harvest they had made along the way.

"Traveling thousands of miles just for money, we are just a bunch of stinky workers, why make things difficult for us? Everything is here, you let the boss go, take your friend and leave, we won't stop you."

Ji Jue took a look and withdrew his gaze without interest: "Not enough."

"..."

Slan's eye twitched again, almost angered to laughter: "You don't want this kid's life anymore?"

"I do, of course I do, no need to emphasize the price. But precisely because my friend was injured and paid so many sacrifices, it's not enough."

Ji Jue's hand on the trigger didn't waver: "You'd better be clear, don't waste my patience."

"Alright."

Slan sneered: "Two lives for one life is not enough, you killed my employer, then how will you deal with us?"

Answering him was a rift that opened again behind Ji Jue.

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

Ji Jue reminded indifferently: "You can kill my friend, but your boss is dead, not just your boss, but you, your family, your friends—"

"Remind you, my teacher is a master, and there is the Security Bureau covering me from above. Even if the Lu 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, as long as I can get the master title, the first thing is to issue your bounty on the Wilderness Market..."

He promised: "As long as I am alive for one day, we will fight to the death!" ===== CHAPTER 90 =====