Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 333: Moving Mountains and Changing Peaks
The spiritual energy contained in a "spark" is equivalent to one-fourth of Song Shi's normal level.

Ten "sparks".

Two and a half times.

Song Shi's already extremely abundant spiritual energy reserves, which far surpassed those of his peers, were doubled and half increased in one go.

The world suddenly flickered.

It was a scene created by a sudden burst of extremely dazzling light that covered up all the original light in the environment.

——Psionic Skills: [Disaster Flame].

——Psionic Skill: [Flame of Forging].

One was pitch black, the other was red gold. Two completely different flames burst forth, rising into the sky. In an instant, an area with a radius of 100 meters was filled. The two flames surged, centered around Chongshi, and began to surge and swirl in reverse.

After obtaining the [Heart of Practice] and achieving incomplete "sublimation".

Now Song Shi's control over spiritual energy has been further improved, enough to combine the "Flame of Disaster" and the "Flame of Forging" into one move in this high-intensity state with ten fire seeds invested.

Taking the heavy murder as the starting point, under the impetus of the forging flame, the flames of disaster that should have been raging began to settle and condense, turning into a sharp blade that spread and grew inch by inch.

Even without counting the handle, the blade alone is more than thirty meters long.

But even so, this newly forged blade still appears much thinner and smaller compared to the huge size of the "heavy blade".

——And the "heavy sword" driven by Shan Jiang has completely arrived in front of him!
Psionic Skills: [Body-forged Sword].

Psychic Skills: [Wanjun].

The former is a "oneness of man and sword", which not only solves the defect of the fragility of the main body, but also allows the functional power of the heavy sword to temporarily soar.

The latter grants the heavy sword the power of [Wanjun], which has the effect of both enhancing destructive power and shocking the opponent's mind with the sword power, limiting his evasion.

Boom boom boom boom!
Even if there really was a mountain standing here, it would be easily pierced and shattered.

Song Shi leaned over and clenched his fingers.

It’s a pity that there’s such a thing as chopping off a mountain.

Can't he do it?

--boom.

At the moment of the slash, the originally precipitated and solidified black blade shattered, or to be more precise, it began to boil and burn again!

The pitch-black flames ignited from the sharp blade and transformed into a violent flame curtain, dragging an endless stream of flames in the air that was condensed into substance and looked like an ink painting.

The huge momentum it unleashed at this moment even surpassed the "heavy front" coming from the front!
Shan Jiang only felt his mind tremble violently, and the senses and consciousness he released collapsed inwards, as if they were burned out in an instant, and the coverage area was only a few feet away from his body for a while.

And heavy striker.

But that's enough.

The sword is still there and the man is not dead, that's enough!

The next moment, the flaming blade collided with the heavy blade, and a huge heat wave rose up, flattening the earth layer by layer. Even though the audience was hundreds of meters away, their hair flew everywhere and their clothes flew wildly.

And then, came the belated wave of terrifying sounds!
At that moment, everyone opened their eyes wide and wide, trying to see every detail clearly, but the scorching light created by the collision of the sword and the blade was too dazzling. They only felt a "pure white" in front of their eyes and could not see anything clearly.

Even the drones hovering in the sky, except for a very small number of them that reacted quickly and pulled up without hesitation, the rest were toppled over in the heat wave, or even burned and fell directly, turning into ashes.

call--

--call!

Suddenly, under the influence of air pressure, the outer layer of the atmosphere flowed back into this "vacuum zone" with a radius of 100 meters, blowing away the curtain of ashes and burning wind.

A cylinder with a crack extending from its central axis and almost completely split in two lies on the ground at an angle, with part of its tail still buried underground.

The surface of this "heavy blade" that was strong and heavy enough to move mountains and chisel peaks showed large traces of melting, and even flames were seen scattered everywhere, still burning. The top edge of the sword, which was the excavation surface and the blade, seemed to have suffered a terrible impact and had been completely burned through, like a burning plastic stick, limp and melted, and shattered.

Bang.

One hand tore open the alloy case of Chongfeng, then pressed the edge, propping up a figure.

"Ahem. Ahem."

Shan Jiang kept coughing. Only a few rags of his military uniform, which looked more like work clothes, were left hanging on his red body, which was boiling and emitting steam.

"Fuck, I worked so hard to forge this flying sword."

He suddenly stopped talking, stared at the young man standing in the distance, and asked in a hoarse voice: "How much strength did you use?"

"Um"

Song Shi turned the heavy murder and took it back into his body.
He hesitated for a moment and replied, "It consumes quite a lot."

Shan Jiang cursed.

He did not immediately retract the severely damaged "Heavy Blade" and simply half-lay on it, sneering: "What a monster, it hit my flying sword head-on, no wonder Wang Chenlie did this."

"Why don't you respect your general?" Song Shi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Calling the commander by his name?"

"Fuck, this isn't the East Land Republic, so what's wrong with me calling him by his name?"

Shan Jiang tilted his neck, took out a nicotine atomizer, and was about to put it in his mouth: "If Wang Chenlie feels unhappy, if you have the guts, suddenly show up and punch me to death, I won't say a word."

"I don't think we need to wait for him to land a punch."

Song Shi said slowly: "Why don't you take a look around first?"

Shan Jiang frowned and looked around subconsciously.

a mess.

No. Even the word "disgraceful" seems a bit lenient.

“Heavy Front” is best at overwhelming the opponent with overwhelming force and launching heavy attacks, while the opponent is a great source, and the psychic flame he controls is also a prairie fire force, striking over a wide area.

Considering that this happened within the city, both sides spontaneously stopped fighting.

But there are only some.

The heavy blade crushed through, shattering everything, causing large chunks of the ground to collapse, and also crushing and collapsing a large number of buildings. The flame tide driven by the opponent also swept through violently, melting everything in its path.

At this moment, as far as the eye can see, within a radius of hundreds of meters, those mechanical factories and buildings that were standing not long ago have disappeared without a trace, leaving only holes and shatters.

".Grass."

Shan Jiang's hand holding the nicotine atomizer froze, and he couldn't help but sneer.

As a factory personally selected by Lapis Lazuli, the specifications of this place are naturally not bad, and all kinds of equipment are high-end and valuable.

If we add in the liquidated damages due to damage to the factory building, the suspension of the production chain, and the penalty for delayed orders, the total losses of this factory can be calculated in billions.

According to the rules of the Beiting Defense Line.

The corresponding compensation bill will surely be delivered to you soon.

Even with the salary and savings of a third-ring [Transcendence] and a "seed", it would still take a long time to pay it all off.

"Fuck you"

Shan Jiang was silent for a moment, bit the atomizer, and took a deep breath.

"I have to find another opponent quickly, use the bill as a bet, and let him pay for me."

(End of this chapter)