207: Get down!

During actual combat, Shen Bei figured out the time it took for a Four-Rank Martial Artist to draw True Qi.

With this experience,

Shen Bei made a move to counterattack!

His Seven Stars Steps advanced.

He grabbed the long sword that was weakly swinging down.

With one hand, he slammed it directly towards the enemy's head!

Time seemed to slow down tenfold in that instant.

As the shadow of death loomed, the sword-wielding man's vision suddenly darkened, and a fierce wind rushed in. His lungs felt like they were bursting under the violent pressure, and he clearly felt the terrifying power contained in Shen Bei's crushing strike.

His eyes were wide with rage and fear.

This was the taste of fear he hadn't felt in a long time.

Zhou Poshan, who was too far to rescue, was suddenly startled and looked up sharply: "Dodge! Don't let him hit you directly!"

Zhou Poshan knew how terrifying Shen Bei's power was.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been chased by him from Lingnan City to Changtu County!

Buzz!

In that flash of lightning, the sword-wielding man's eyes were filled with shock, ferocity, and savagery.

He actually managed to shake off his fear in that life-or-death moment and quickly dodged.

However, Shen Bei's violent crushing attack was too fierce. Even with his life-or-death dodge, the sword-wielding man only barely avoided the vital spot of his head, still getting struck on the shoulder by Shen Bei's overwhelming attack, like a golden mountain falling and a jade pillar collapsing!

Bang! Crack!

Without True Qi protection, the sword-wielding man's defense was as fragile as a porcelain vase.

His eyes bulged suddenly, and his vision shook violently.

Amidst the crackling sound of bones and flesh tearing apart, a heart-wrenching pain came first, and seven streams of blood suddenly spurted from his seven orifices.

Immediately after, countless pores on his body began to spray tiny jets of blood. It felt as if his entire body had become a tattered, riddled leather bag, with all his blood gushing and spurting wildly!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

It was as if he had been struck by a mountain. Amidst the terrifying sound of bones cracking, the sword-wielding man, in extreme pain, couldn't maintain his standing posture for even half a second before both his knees snapped with a crash!

The pale white bone shards of his thighs fiercely pierced into the ground, making him feel as if he had been nailed into the earth by Shen Bei's punch, like a nail!

Not only that, but it was also unclear what terrifying blow he had suffered in that instant. All his teeth, and even the nails on his hands, shattered and detached from their roots under the immense force surging within his body, spraying out with dripping blood!

What is 'flesh and blood flying everywhere'? What is 'too gruesome to behold'?

At this moment, the sword-wielding man's agonizing state perfectly illustrated these two phrases.

A Four-Rank Martial Artist, facing Shen Bei's terrifying power that erupted like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, couldn't even withstand a single punch and was directly beaten into a dead dog!

This was the consequence of losing True Qi, which caused his defense to plummet like a cliff!

Shen Bei was very satisfied with the power of his strike.

However.

Just then.

Shen Bei let out a questioning 'hmm'.

Before Shen Bei could press his advantage and completely kill the enemy pinned to the ground, his heart suddenly stirred, and he instantly flashed away from his original position.

Swish swish swish!

Several sharp whistles of air tearing through the space immediately flashed past where he had been, making it feel as if something had cut open the very air.

It was Zhou Poshan, who had finally reacted to the sudden change and abruptly struck out, flinging his Azure Wood Long Whip to force Shen Bei back!

On the other side, the burly man, who also favored close combat, had his hair and beard bristling. Like a raging beast king, he charged forward, forming a pincer attack with Zhou Poshan, his eyes filled with profound shock and fury!

The two glanced at the sword-wielding man, whose condition was too gruesome to behold, then turned to stare at Shen Bei, their expressions becoming incredibly grim and terrifying:

"You motherfucker!"

"I'll make you die!"

Forming a pincer, the two protected the sword-wielding man, whose fate was unknown, behind them, confronting Shen Bei from a distance. An unparalleled chill spread through their hearts as they gritted their teeth and uttered each word: "Shen Bei! Shen Bei! Shen Bei!"

Shen Bei's lips curled into a sneer: "Do you have a treasure gourd? Otherwise, why call me? It's a futile effort."

"Three of you couldn't beat me, and now it's two against one. Are you two panicking?"

"Fuck your mother!"

The burly man, seemingly enraged beyond control, suddenly launched an attack.

Boom!

The next moment, like a bolt from the blue, the burly man raised his hand. As if he were a god of thunder manipulating lightning, a dazzling, majestic, and violent giant bolt of lightning suddenly tore through the air, dust, and light, descending upon Shen Bei with an imperceptible and unavoidable speed!

Martial Skill: Thunder Baptism!

"Die for me!"

The burly man roared.

This was his ultimate Martial Skill, capable of striking with lightning from a distance or attaching to his fist as additional damage.

Its power was immense; Shen Bei would be crippled if not dead!

However.

Under those unrestrained lightning strikes,

The burly man suddenly heard Shen Bei let out a sigh of disappointment.

"Alas..."

The burly man tilted his head, a little confused.

What did 'alas' mean?

Shouldn't it be a scream?

Zhou Poshan was also a bit bewildered at this moment. This was the power of lightning!

What was Shen Bei 'alas-ing' about?

Could he really be unharmed?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Boom!

In that instant, Shen Bei bathed in lightning, like a war god descending from the heavens.

He slowly walked out of the thunderstorm, even scratching his ear, a cold sneer on his face: "This feeling... it's truly refreshing."

What!

After seeing Shen Bei completely unharmed, without the slightest scorch or injury on his body,

The burly man began to doubt his entire existence.

"This... this... Zhou, what's going on!"

Zhou Poshan's eyes were filled with uncomprehending shock and doubt. He suddenly gasped, taking a deep breath: "This guy... is immune to electricity!"

There was no other explanation.

Only this one guess!

Everyone was a Four-Rank Martial Artist. If any Four-Rank Martial Artist was struck by lightning, whether they died was another matter, depending on the individual.

But at least they should be injured, right?

But Shen Bei... seemed to be a damn insulator!

The burly man swallowed, his eyes filled with fear of Shen Bei: "Zhou, hurry up and run. Go back to Shen City and find Third Master. I'll cover your retreat!"

Covering the retreat...

Zhou Poshan naturally understood that 'covering the retreat' meant sacrificing his life to buy time for his escape.

Zhou Poshan hesitated for a moment, then without another word, turned and ran!

Shen Bei, with his keen senses, faintly heard their conversation and was suddenly taken aback.

Find who?

Third Master?

Shen Bei stroked his chin, then understood.

Third Master was definitely a member of the Headhunter Tribe.

Very good, a Five-Rank Martial Artist, Headhunter Tribe...

Just then.

Zhou Poshan no longer hesitated, turning and running.

Shen Bei sniffed, his gaze like an eagle's, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved: "I'll let you run for a bit first."

With that said.

His war-demon-like body stomped down with a crash, causing the ground within tens of meters to violently shake and collapse. At the same time, bricks and stones, like giant waves, shot into the sky, obscuring his figure.

At the same time, the burly man's booming roar echoed across the fields:

"You run, you! Don't worry about me!"

Boom—!

Amidst the swirling dust and bricks, the burly man hadn't even finished speaking.

A dull, powerful roar, a massive sound, seemed to directly pour into his mind, as if countless large drums were suddenly beating behind him, startling him.

All the hairs on his body stood on end. In his perception, a prehistoric beast seemed to be charging at him from within the rolling dust.

The drumming thud was the powerful beating of this beast's heart.

Then he saw an incredibly dazzling and violent True Qi, along with an iron fist, swirling the surrounding sand and dust, forming a dark, surging mud Dragon that, with an overwhelming and tyrannical force, crushed layers of air and arrived at his side!

"Get down!"

In his ears were deafening explosions, the roar of the wind Dragon, and Shen Bei's wild laughter.

An unprecedented alarm bell rang fiercely in the burly man's heart. In that flash of lightning, he was devoid of thought.

His two-meter, giant-demon-like powerful body suddenly glowed golden, and his muscles expanded and vibrated section by section, like living golden pythons, twisting the air around his body.

Instantly!

The burly man, consumed by ferocity, suddenly spread his extremely thick arms and charged forward. Amidst the violent tremors of the earth and a series of air explosions, he fiercely collided with Shen Bei's incoming fist!

Boom—!

The collision between Shen Bei's Martial Skill: Heart-Piercing Cannon Hammer and the burly man's golden arm caused a tremendous explosion, like a missile hitting the ground.

Centered on the two, the ground within a hundred meters suddenly cracked and sank!

The earth shook wildly, and countless terrifying cracks appeared instantly, splitting open and collapsing inch by inch!

A giant wave of air, visible to the naked eye, rushed rapidly outwards, instantly sweeping in all directions. Layers of dirt and sand on the ground were violently lifted by the powerful airwave and True Qi flames, howling and surging everywhere!

The glass of the shops along the street shattered with a crash.

Cars were also flung into the air.

At the center of the battle, like two giants wrestling, the burly man, on the other side of the clash, had a ashen face.

He was very surprised to find that

Shen Bei's fist had no physical contact with his own, remaining about half a meter away.

But for some reason, his own fist couldn't advance any further!

The burly man couldn't fathom what Martial Skill this was.

His entire body's bones were making a series of crackling sounds, and searing pain shot through both his arms, his joints groaning under the strain. He felt dizzy, as if trampled by countless giant beasts, and a strong metallic taste of blood was about to erupt from his mouth.

Undoubtedly, in this pure contest of physique and strength, he had fallen into an absolute disadvantage!

Just then.

The heavily injured sword-wielding man, spitting blood and ignoring his broken legs, took advantage of Shen Bei and the burly man's struggle.

He slammed one hand onto the ground, and with his broken body, flew towards Shen Bei, thrusting his sword!

"To seek life through death!"