But this scene made Xuan Yinzi incredibly overjoyed, it was obvious that this kid was still too young; killing a fellow sect member was too much psychological pressure and burden for him.

He himself was patient and persuasive, clarifying the pros and cons. Anyone with a bit of intelligence would know what to do, besides, what he needed wasn't Jiang Feng letting him go.

But rather, making the opponent fall into contemplation, hesitation, delaying enough time.

A hand silently picked up the Shanhe Fan.

Do you really think Xuan Yinzi would choose to surrender and make peace?

How is that possible.

Even if he could return alive, his end would probably not be much better than death. Under such circumstances, the only option was to kill to silence, not only Jiang Feng, but the woman in his hand also heard many secrets.

The two had been entangled for a long time even after their Spiritual Energy was exhausted; although all his Spiritual Energy was broken, his realm was still there.

Yes, his Spiritual Energy had already shown signs of slowly coagulating.

Inside his body, he possessed a Nascent Soul.

Compared to someone with terrible talent like Jin Shan, his realm was undoubtedly higher. Although he had failed twice at Nascent Soul, the Golden Core in his body had already begun to take Human Form, even his soul started to slowly integrate into the Dantian.

This is the prototype of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Initially forming a core is a Silver Core; accompanied by cultivation it transforms into a Golden Core, followed by integrating the three souls and seven spirits along with Divine Sense into the Dantian completely, achieving a prototype that is completely integrated with no distinction, becoming a Nascent Soul.

The two failed attempts at forming a Nascent Soul were due to unstable foundations, although he could successfully condense a Nascent Soul, he couldn't fully integrate the Spiritual Energy and soul within his body.

This was the result of taking various Elixirs to hasten growth, leading to shortcomings in control over Spiritual Energy and the foundation laid, causing him to pay for his past frivolity.

Yet even so, he was an expert half-step into the Nascent Soul Stage, with Spiritual Energy seething within him, and being excited, he didn't notice Jiang Feng's actions.

Not only did he have his left hand behind his back, but it seemed his lips moved slightly when putting down the iron wire in his hand.

Xuan Yinzi, occupied with his little scheming, didn't notice what was happening, merely murmuring.

"Alright, alright, go quickly, I, Xuan Yinzi, swear, I will never actively seek revenge on you..."

Click!

Xuan Yinzi's voice paused slightly, the last word "revenge" got stuck in his throat, seemingly unspeakable.

In that instant, he seemed to hear a very peculiar sound.

Somewhat like a spring, a mechanism, a mechanical sound, sounding like something colliding together, piercingly loud in this desolate, uninhabited night.

"What is happening to me?"

"Why do I feel a shiver down my spine, why is every hair on my body standing up?"

"Clearly that kid is out of Spiritual Energy, damn it, damn it!"

His body instinctively blocked the woman directly in front of him, moreover, the newly gathered Spiritual Energy forced him to open the Shanhe Fan. Although he couldn't use Divine Skills, an Earth Rank Magic Treasure could still be used as a Divine weapon to block part of the attack.

A streak of fire accompanied by Thunder Light grew larger and larger in his eyes; the innate survival instinct made him use the woman to block the critical point while throwing himself to the side.

But it was still too late.

"Dear Sister, your life, accounts for my head."

Boom!

The valley, which had finally fallen silent for a moment, once again echoed with a heart-stopping sound.

And there was a sound of something falling from a height, but then, it was followed by a man's heart-wrenching scream.

"Ah, ah, ah! Beast, Jiang Feng, I will definitely kill you, kill you!"

Clenching the wound tightly, trying to stop the blood flowing from it.

The severe pain made this spoiled young master let out a frenzied roar, a kind of agony and despair he had never experienced before.

He was struck and thrown seven or eight meters away, with his entire right chest blasted into a pulp by the terrifying firelight; at least dozens of festering wounds appeared as it penetrated through his chest, the dreadful power made one tremble just looking at it.

If he hadn't darted at the last moment, the entire left side of his body might have been entirely blown apart.

No one would have expected such an outcome.

Originally holding a woman whose limbs had been severed, leaving her on her last breath, was now unrecognizable, dying without any pain.

And the bizarre firelight, after passing through her body, went through Xuan Yinzi, with tiny Steel Balls scattered all over, leaving at least a foot-deep mark on the boulder behind him.

Standing not far away, Mr. Jiang just sighed.

At least, in this way, the fellow senior sister can leave quickly, without feeling any pain.

Slowly moving forward with the firearm in hand, the only flaw, perhaps, was that he hadn't managed to make it fully automatic.

It can only be used once, reload once, the hands swiftly dismantled the firearm, two child-fist-sized metal shells fell to the ground, emitting a sizzling mist, making a crisp collision sound.

Then he stuffed two more in.

This was his trickery.

Liu Tangxi never misjudged people, she had said that her junior brother had the potential to become an Artifact Refiner, and that was true, otherwise, on ordinary days how come he never visited Chi Xiao Peak unless he had something to do? Do you really think he had nothing to do but knock on a wheelchair?

Three years, a full three years.

In Qingshui County, he could fiddle with a barely decent firearm for self-defense in two or three days, for those who didn't understand the principles, it was naturally a mystery, but for those who did, he could even mass-produce it.

The crafting skills of Chi Xiao Peak are well regarded in the world today, especially Jiang Feng, who has status and position, and is also smooth and generous, often bringing good things up the mountain to his senior brothers, whether needed or not.

As said, people went to the sect for hard cultivation, but he went up the mountain for social engagements.

Perhaps Jiang Feng was not proficient in the traditional crafts of this era, but even a pig watching for three years could learn something, right?

People grow, and Jiang Feng was no exception, to combine firearms and Thunder Talismans, perhaps only he could accomplish this.

The entire gunstock was engraved with dense complex patterns, all Thunder Spells; not only that, even the small firing pin was covered with thunder patterns.

Yes, on the firing pin were all Thunder Magic Spells.

This thing, let alone Xuan Yinzi being crippled, even if he were alive and kicking, taking a hit like this would probably be quite daunting, the only flaw was this thing could only be used once as a surprise attack.

If missed, it would be very hard to succeed again, and the range was limited, unlike the flying sword which allowed for a leisurely use, he purposely kept it for last.

Strictly speaking, this firearm had already departed from the concept of "gun" as we know it, and was instead a Magic Treasure.

Developed by Jiang Feng himself.

"Ah, ah... Beast, I swear I'll kill you..."

The body struggled to roll on the ground a few times, but the copious amounts of gushing blood and the nearly shattered right chest made breathing extremely difficult.

The eyes bulged as if they would pop out of their sockets, yet at this time, it seemed a fierce wave of Spiritual Energy was emanating from afar.

With Jiang Feng as its direct target.

"Nine, it's Ninth Grandfather, it's Ninth Grandfather's Spiritual Energy, quick... ah, save me, save me, Ninth Grandfather! I'm here, quickly avenge me, slaughter this, little beast."

Clutching his chest and crawling fiercely, although Jiang Feng's legs were moving, with such a firearm that needed reloading, there was indeed no way, just after stuffing two bullets in, he heard a voice full of vitality coming from afar.

"Bold! Stop!"

The demonic sound reached the ears.

The roar made the boy couldn't help covering his ears, then continuously tried to use his Cultivation Technique to resist the terrifying demonic sound, this tremor from the depths of the soul, he had only experienced in Jin Shan's Fangcun Mountain.

And Xuan Yinzi also used the last of his strength to stand up, attempting to walk towards his elder, it was apparent, the vitality of the half-step Nascent Soul Stage Xuan Yinzi was still complete, even with the right chest in ruins, he could still move.

His expression revealed pain, but Jiang Feng turned a deaf ear, at this moment he had already forgotten life and death, just gritting his teeth, raising his hand, injecting the last trace of Spiritual Energy into the firearm, aiming for a fatal blow.

His target had never missed.

"You dare, kid!"

Bang—

Two sounds nearly rang out simultaneously.

Flesh and broken bones mixed together, this time with no cover, nor any evasion, the two Heavenly Thunder bullets struck straight on.

Just saw a small rain of blood fall from the sky, the next instant, the old man reached out from mid-air to grab his nephew's great-grandson who was blown away.

"Yin Er, you're alright..."

The voice suddenly stopped.

The nephew he caught was indeed alright.

Because he only grabbed the ankle, or rather, only the ankle could be grabbed, the rest of the body dangling in his hand, with bright red intestines dangling three feet...

Not even a head could be found.

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