Chapter 400: Demolition Genius: Fear Stems from Insufficient Firepower
"As expected, the Desert Eagle no longer poses a threat to cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage."
At this moment, watching those bullets frozen in mid-air, Bai Xiaochun's expression changed drastically.
Han Li, who was watching the live stream, also broke into a cold sweat for Bai Xiaochun.
The Luochen Patriarch's magic power surged, and those bullets were all sent flying, embedding themselves into tree trunks and the soil.
Bai Xiaochun glanced back at Du Lingfei and Hou, then his gaze turned firm, and he thought to himself:
"I must buy time for Senior Brother and the others. Although I, Bai Xiaochun, am greedy for life, I am not afraid of death."
"Only by bleeding for the Sect now will the Sect remember my contributions, and only then will it be easy to ask the Sect Master for treasures later."
"Luochen Patriarch, I advise you to surrender now; otherwise, once my Lingxi Sect army arrives, your family will surely be wiped out."
Bai Xiaochun shouted loudly, attempting to attract his attention.
Yet, his hands were filled with dozens of Landmines, ready to be thrown at any moment.
"Hmph, since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the villain. As long as I kill you all, no one will know about the Luochen rebellion."
After speaking, the Luochen Patriarch waved his hand, and black swords hovered behind him one after another.
Taking advantage of the time it took for the opponent to cast his spell, Bai Xiaochun directly controlled several wooden Flying Swords to attack.
Although these Flying Swords were wooden, they had undergone Spirit Refining.
Spirit Refining is like strengthening in a game; for magic treasure Flying Swords, Spirit Refining is extremely rare, and the success rate is very low.
But Bai Xiaochun had the cheat item, the Turtle Pattern Pot, and his Spirit Refining talent was maxed out; basically, as long as he performed Spirit Refining, it succeeded.
With his current strength, he could refine a magic treasure at most three times.
After these wooden swords were refined three times, they were already sharper than genuine magic treasures.
"Scatter Wealth Sword Array!"
Bai Xiaochun threw out about fifty or sixty refined Flying Swords, hurling them all at the Luochen Patriarch.
The Luochen Patriarch was also stunned; he didn't dare to be careless when this kid actually had so many refined Flying Swords attacking all at once.
If the Sect Master of the Lingxi Sect knew that Bai Xiaochun was wasting refined Flying Swords like this, he would probably slap him dozens of times; he was simply a spendthrift.
"Hmph, although they are all refined magic treasures, how much of their power can your cultivation level actually unleash?"
The Luochen Patriarch shouted loudly and said:
"Black Blood Sword Art!"
Nine black longswords condensed from his own blood energy arrived through the air, directly severing Bai Xiaochun's refined Flying Swords.
But this was not the end; behind those severed Flying Swords, one Landmine after another flew out.
Clearly, this was Bai Xiaochun's tactic; the refined Flying Swords were the bait, and the real killing move was the Landmines.
"What are these?"
The Luochen Patriarch stared blankly at the Landmines floating around him, vaguely sensing a terrifying energy continuously condensing.
Bai Xiaochun hurriedly retreated dozens of steps, formed seals with his hands, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said:
"Art is explosion!"
"Boom!"
In the Luochen Patriarch's terrified gaze, more than a dozen Landmines exploded together, and intense flames and the power of destruction devoured the Luochen Patriarch, who was within arm's reach.
One Landmine might not be able to do anything to this old man at the Foundation Establishment Mid-stage, but a dozen together had power no less than a strike from a Foundation Establishment Late-Stage peak, or perhaps even stronger.
This Luochen Patriarch had lived for over a hundred years and had not practiced body refinement; even as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, at such close range, if he wasn't blown to death, he would at least be severely injured.
"Hehe, as expected, I am the chosen one." Bai Xiaochun touched his nose.
Chat Group.
Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "Tsk tsk, art is explosion. Xiaochun, let's just call you the Demolition Genius from now on."
Jiuzhou First Golden Core: "Brilliant, brilliant."
Journey to the West Scripture Seeker: "Xiaochun's combat awareness is very good."
Yunlan Sect Master: "I feel that even a Dou Emperor might not be able to block the power of these bombs."
Diviner: "Be more confident."
Spirit Hall Pope: "Terrifying thermal weapons; this stuff feels like it poses a threat even to a Title Douluo. Fortunately, I am a god with three God Positions."
Spring and Autumn Sword Deity: "When these thermal weapons are used in the right place, their power is quite considerable."
I Am Bai Xiaochun: "I, Bai Xiaochun, can make those enemies vanish into thin air with a flick of my finger."
Bai Xiaochun couldn't help but say proudly; although the journey had been wretched, he had gained a lot of experience.
Han Paopao of the Seven Profound Sect: "Xiaochun, don't be careless; stay vigilant of the opponent at all times. Check if the opponent has truly fallen; if they have, find the corpse and burn it directly, leaving no chances."
Just as Han Li finished speaking, a situation arose on Bai Xiaochun's side.
Within those thick flames, a hunched figure slowly crawled out.
"Luochen Patriarch, he's not dead yet!" Bai Xiaochun was greatly alarmed.
Although the Luochen Patriarch wasn't dead, he was severely injured; if it weren't for a piece of precious armor protecting his body, he might have truly been blown to death.
But his skin and flesh were peeled back all over his body, and he was almost cooked through; the situation was not looking good.
"Little beast, to hurt this seat like this. This seat will definitely peel your skin and pull your tendons, grind your bones and scatter your ashes. I will also refine your Primordial Spirit and kill everyone close to you, everything related to you."
The Luochen Patriarch was furious, his eyes filled with malice and killing intent.
Facing such a threat, Bai Xiaochun instead calmed down, his gaze darkened, and he said word by word:
"You can touch me, but if you want to kill my family and friends, you are courting death."
"Angry, hahahaha, this seat will not let a single one go; I will drain their blood, Devour their vitality, and let them become nourishment for the Luo Chen Family, and all of this is because of you."
At this time, black baleful energy permeated the Luochen Patriarch's body surface, and a ferocious ghost shadow appeared behind him.
"For the sake of my family and friends, today, no matter what, I must kill you!"
"Bai Xiaochun, you are the chosen one, you can do it."
"All fear stems from a lack of firepower!"
With a thought, Bai Xiaochun purchased ten more rockets from the Chat Group Mall.
A massive cannon barrel appeared in his hands, and the dark muzzle held ten alloy warheads, each with dozens of times the power of the previous landmines!
This was a good piece of equipment that cost one thousand points!
"?" Luochen Patriarch.
"Go to hell!"
With a roar, Bai Xiaochun decisively pressed the switch, and the ten alloy warheads shot out in an arc, all of them fired at once without holding back, exploding completely.
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Luochen Patriarch was puzzled; he was already in a heavily injured state, making it difficult to dodge even if he wanted to, let alone with ten of them.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Continuous explosions shook the earth and mountains, and the destructive flames Devour the Foundation Establishment Mid-stage patriarch.
He did not even have time to scream before he was vaporized.
It was not just here; the entire Luo Chen Mountains and even the more distant Lingxi Sect sensed this commotion.
It was already comparable to a full-strength strike from a Golden Core early or mid-stage cultivator!
"Looks like I overdid it!"
The entire Luo Chen Mountains were engulfed in towering flames, and a radius of ten miles was razed to the ground.
As for the culprit, Bai Xiaochun, he was also hoist with his own petard; he was blown away by the powerful shockwave, fell off a cliff, and lost consciousness.
He had underestimated the power of the products of technological civilization!
Chat Group.
Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "Xiaochun, Xiaochun, answer me, you didn't play yourself to death, did you?"
Han Paopao of the Seven Profound Sect: "It shouldn't be. I, Han, observe that Fellow Daoist Bai has a full forehead, he is a person of great fortune."
Number One Golden Core of the Nine Provinces: "You jinx, stop jinxing him, Han Paopao."
Diviner: "It's not a big problem, Bai Xiaochun hasn't gone offline, he just lost consciousness."
Bad Commander: "He who survives a great disaster is destined for future blessings. And since he fell off a cliff at the end, he should have some kind of fortuitous encounter."
Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "Commander, you really understand wuxia."
Spring and Autumn Sword Deity: "Makes sense."
Playboy: "Oh my, I was too busy watching. I should have sent Brother Xiaochun a set of Steel Armor."
Tony suddenly realized that if he had given Bai Xiaochun a set of armor earlier, he wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state.
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