Chapter 595 - 594
Ye Tian couldn’t help but curse internally. Just how many more people were going to rush at him, and just how much longer did he have to hold out? If pushed into a corner, he’d charge directly into the crowd and wreak havoc!
Although he thought thus, his feet continued to circle around without ceasing, and he couldn’t leave the designated battlefield. Several times, Ye Tian almost got hit by the Finger Skill from Liu Zhiming chasing behind him. The arm that had been touched by Liu Zhiming was now gradually losing sensation, leading Ye Tian to suspect that his meridians were being blocked. If things went south, it could possibly lead to the entire arm being crippled.
The dense footsteps finally ceased. What followed was a taut sound, akin to a stretched rubber band, which tightly plucked at one’s heartstrings. It was as if dancing on a tightrope over the brink of life and death.
Ye Tian turned and changed direction, rushing towards the nearest source of sound. His movements mimicked the previous ones; he leapt into the air, and was immediately followed by several hundred steel arrows. A few arrows even grazed past his ears. A piece of hair cut short by an arrow made Ye Tian’s forehead break out in a dense layer of sweat.
Damn it, they’re really treating me like a huge sucker!
Ye Tian suddenly suspected that if he could not break through, these people might really treat him like a wild boar to be shot.
Weapons used against Cultivators naturally needed to be more formidable, such as the Esoteric talisman-sealed black Broadsword, the sharp black steel Back Blade used by the Twelve Earthly Branches, and that sonic weapon. These hundreds of crossbow arrows also had a remarkable origin.
The arrowheads were made of Special Steel, specially researched by northern industrial steel experts; that was nothing new. The uniqueness of these arrows lay in their tails, where each bore a white card about the size of a little fingernail’s cap, on which were engraved the most delicate runes. These runes, to be precise, were from the hand of Xu He, Fatty Xu, from Heavenly Master Zhang’s sect—Esoteric talismanic runes that could disrupt the Essence Qi within a Cultivator’s body, and disarrange the pathways that generate Essence Qi, cutting off the supply of True Qi, thus severing their life force.
The effects of these hundreds of arrows were definitely not something that an ordinary Cultivator could withstand.
Sixth Group had once conducted an experiment. During the suppression of a 120-year-old monk who had broken his vows of non-violence, they used thirty such arrows. Then, the monk, who could withstand the gunfire of two Type 95 rifles, was instantly turned into a sieve; the power of the runes on the arrows was evident.
"Fire!"
The military order was resolute. As soon as the voice in the earpiece finished, countless arrows were launched from the crossbows in an instant; the moment the triggers were pulled, the whistling sound of tearing through the air filled everyone’s ears.