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Chapter 119 Unleashing a Bloodbath [Part Two]

Above the sky.

A hail of bullets almost covered the entire night sky.

It magnified rapidly in his pupils.

not only.

A dense chorus of footsteps and the rumble of tank tracks rolling across the ground echoed from afar, rapidly approaching.

They surrounded him, trapping him in the center.

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Looking at this scene.

Even Hu Long couldn't help but mutter a curse.

Since the mental imprint had been removed, he naturally considered the possibility of being ambushed when he came up from underground.

After all, he didn't know whether the underground palace went vertically underground or moved to another location.

Just to be on the safe side.

He always drilled through the rock strata at an angle that was slanted upwards, rather than vertically.

In this way, as the distance increases, the angle will definitely be much more skewed, and although the length will be longer, it will also be more concealed.

And, just to be on the safe side.

He waited for several hours underground, hundreds of meters below the surface, until night fell and the torrential rain began.

I thought that with the thunder as cover, everything would be foolproof.

Unexpectedly, it was blocked as soon as it appeared.

These thoughts flashed through my mind in the blink of an eye.

He looked up.

My gaze pierced through the rain, through the smoke of battle, and through the night sky over the Gobi Desert, stretching for kilometers.

It landed directly in the direction from which the barrage of fire was coming.

Beneath their feet, everything exploded with a deafening roar.

The figure vanished from the spot as a jet-black afterimage.

However, it was still too slow, and bullets rained down.

In the blink of an eye.

Dense flames tore through the rain curtain, like countless crimson threads hanging from the sky, completely engulfing Hu Long's figure.

—Boom! B ...

Explosions rang out continuously, and the flames flickered in the torrential rain, making the entire Gobi Desert appear as bright as day.

The land, spanning several square kilometers, was repeatedly shaped by the metal storm.

Mud and sand splashed.

Smoke and rain mist rose together.

The surface was riddled with craters, resembling the surface of the moon.

Perhaps because the high temperature generated by the explosion evaporated the water vapor, a large amount of white mist spread out.

It began to spread in all directions.

However, even so.

The shelling continued.

The bombing continues.

—Bang bang bang!

Brilliant beams of light continuously fell from the sky.

The bombardment continued relentlessly on the area within a radius of several kilometers centered on Hulong.

It annihilated all life forms within it.

Tap!

The night was as dark as ink, and the rain poured down.

Several kilometers away from the area covered by artillery fire, on a high Gobi hill, a fist-sized boulder rolled down the slope and quickly disappeared into the rain.

An officer held up night-vision binoculars, silently watching the distant land ravaged by artillery fire.

Beside him, armed tanks and howitzers were lined up in neat rows. Under the control of soldiers, the muzzle flashes of fire tore through the night, and the roar carried far across the empty Gobi Desert.

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A moment later, he put down his binoculars, turned around and looked at the three people behind him with a respectful expression.

"Sir, the target area has been completely covered and attacked."

As soon as the words were spoken.

Although he showed no emotion on his face.

But a turbulent feeling still surged within me.

As an officer who knew of the existence of the secret warriors.

He himself was a Body Forging Realm martial artist.

He knew very well what the objective of this operation was.

That wasn't a terrorist, nor an armed base; it was just one person.

An entire division was mobilized for the sake of one person.

That's enough to prove how powerful that person is.

But compared to that man, these three are monsters in human skin, far more terrifying.

The three people consist of two men and one woman.

From left to right.

One of them was a burly, bald man with Buddhist prayer beads wrapped around his wrists; he was Zhao Yaozhen of the Zhao family.

The other person was a young woman dressed in a plain white robe, with her hair tied in a Taoist bun, holding an iron sword, with a cold expression.

She is Yu Wenjian of the Yu family, and like Zhao Yaozhen, she is a master of blood exchange.

Upon hearing the officer's report, the two men remained silent, their gazes simultaneously turning to the last person.

It was a man who was two meters tall with broad shoulders and a hunched back. He carried a black halberd on his back, his hands were in his pockets, and he had a withered foxtail grass in his mouth.

He gazed calmly into the distance.

It's like watching a grand fireworks display.

"I do not understand."

Yu Wenjian spoke, his voice pleasant but carrying a chill.

"With our strength, we can simply take action directly; why go through all this trouble?"

Zhao Yaozhen, who was standing to the side, did not respond, but her expression clearly showed that she agreed with her point of view.

Previously, he had accompanied Zhao Baizhou to the other four families.

Zhao Baizhou's status was naturally far beyond what he could compare to.

After proving that those people were being controlled by mental imprints, the Luo, Yu, Yi, and Jiang families not only returned the previous apologies but also paid a price to have Zhao Baizhou intervene and remove the mental control from the four people.

Subsequently, they learned more about the person from the person involved.

A strange man whose strength was only at the Bone Tempering level, yet he could fight against opponents of higher levels and possessed mental illusion techniques.

Upon learning this, the group was somewhat surprised.

After that, apart from the Yi and Jiang families.

The Luo, Yu, and Zhao families jointly dispatched three masters of blood transfusion to capture this person.

As for locating the other party's position, it's not too difficult.

The underground palace can be moved underground, but there are no ready-made passages.

The only way to get out is to break through the rock layers and climb upwards.

They originally set up the monitoring system just to try it out, but they didn't expect it to be so effective.

Six days ago, the monitoring station detected a series of abnormal signals.

Those were infrasound waves, inaudible to the human ear, with frequencies below 20Hz, yet capable of penetrating rock layers and propagating thousands of kilometers in the atmosphere.

Detecting these sound waves only requires setting up a few infrasound monitoring stations on the edge of the Gobi Desert to accurately capture these fluctuations.

The rest is simple: calculate the trajectory, lock onto the location, and the moment the other party shows themselves, present them with a "gift".

"Oh."

Luo Tianshi chuckled, the foxtail grass in his mouth curling up slightly.

"You don't understand. This person is not that simple. He can fight against opponents of higher levels. He is definitely a true genius like me."

He carved his way through the rock layers and climbed up from underground. Even though it took him so long, it was enough to prove his strength.

Moreover, don't forget, that person's methods of manipulating illusions are very strange, although they may not necessarily have any effect on us.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Yaozhen and Yu Wenjian's faces, his expression filled with undisguised mockery: "But now that you have the means to weaken others, why not use them? When you make a move, no matter who it is, you should use your full strength, even when hunting a rabbit. Did you cultivate some kind of secret martial art that connected your brain and urinary tract together? I even doubt how you managed to reach this level."

The voice just fell.

Yu Wenjian frowned slightly, and the iron sword in his arms trembled gently.

A faint buzzing sound emanated from her, and a chilling killing intent permeated her body.

"Luo Tianshi, watch your mouth. I think you're getting worse as you get older."

And aren't you overestimating him?

She spoke each word clearly, her voice even colder than before.

"With this level of artillery barrage, even we would not be able to escape unscathed."

"If that person dies like this, you must give me an explanation."

"Want to lay a hand on me? You can try."

Luo Tianshi gave the iron sword in her arms a deep look, his tone calm.

"I've long heard that your Yu family has a method for nurturing swords, which can increase their power several times over when unleashed."

I'm rather curious, just how amazing is it?

For a moment, tensions rose between the two.

Zhao Yaozhen frowned slightly as she watched this scene.

Although he was also a master of blood transfusion, he had only just entered this realm.

Compared to these two, he was no match for them at all if it came down to a fight.

Yu Wenjian's swordsmanship was incredibly deadly, while Luo Tianshi was mentally unstable, had a foul mouth, and spoke in a way that annoyed people, lacking any of the composure expected of a Blood Transformation Grandmaster.

The most important point is that he can't see through it.

This person's strength is far greater than he has shown; given time, he may very well reach the Yuan Dan realm.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel secretly glad that he hadn't made a move against Luo Puxian back then.

"The two of you—"

He was about to speak to ease the tension, but before he could finish speaking...

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire stopped abruptly.

The world fell into a moment of deathly silence.

Immediately afterwards, a chilling aura descended.

Before the ordinary soldiers could even react, they felt their bodies stiffen, their blood seemed to freeze, and they couldn't even move their fingers.

Bang!

A shadow fell from the sky and slammed heavily onto a tank to the side.

In an instant, the steel twisted, and the flames of the explosion shot into the sky, the scorching heat wave instantly engulfing the dozen or so soldiers who had no time to dodge.

The piercing screams rose and fell, particularly jarring in the rainy night.

The three of them turned their gazes in that direction at the same time.

In the firelight.

A tall figure slowly emerged.

The man was dressed in rags, looking almost like a beggar.

He was wearing a jet-black rabbit face mask.

Two crimson eyes peeked out from behind the mask, slowly sweeping over the three of them.

next second.

A hoarse laugh rang out.

"Was it you three bastards who gave the order to attack me just now?"

"Monster! Die!"

Before the three could respond, a soldier who had been engulfed by the explosion and whose legs had been blown off at the roots used his arms to brace himself against the muddy ground, picked up a machine gun, aimed the muzzle at the figure, and pulled the trigger.

The remaining soldiers finally broke free from their stiffness and instinctively raised their guns.

In an instant, a dense torrent of bullets poured out, tearing through the rain and sweeping towards the man.

only.

Bullets powerful enough to pierce steel rained down on him, but only sparks flew.

A bullet even hit his eyelid, squashing it flat on the spot, and he fell into the mud with a thud.

next second.

The man in the black rabbit-face mask, Hu Long, shuddered slightly.

The bullets that had been fired at them were now being fired back at an even more terrifying speed.

Puff, puff, puff!

Soldiers were blown off one after another, their blood mist exploding in the rain. The bullets continued to shoot after piercing their skulls, disappearing into the darkness behind them.

"How dare you! You still dare to slaughter so wantonly in front of us!"

A cold shout rang out, shaking even the rain curtain.

Zhao Yaozhen snorted coldly, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.

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