Those lines were not really invisible, but they were extremely thin, like mosquitoes in the Demon Suppression Prison, and it would be difficult for Jing Jiu to find them if he didn't look carefully with his sword eyes.These lines are not active means of attack, and naturally there is no killing intent or hostility, just waiting for the target to collide with him.Just like he did many years ago when he killed the Snowpiercer monsters in the snowfield.The question is what thread could be so thin, so thin and so sharp, that even his skin tingles slightly?
Another question is, how is the end of the thread fixed if it is so sharp?
He is a sword cultivator, and naturally understands that the finer the thing, the sharper, and the problem is that the finer the thing, the more fragile it is, unless the internal connection of such things is very strong.Countless messages flowed through his consciousness like water.There are physics papers, one of which is famous, and the gray curtain of the sky in the deepest part of the temple.He looked into the depths of the night, sensed dozens of extremely faint breath fluctuations, and finally made a judgment.The threads are made of the same material as the grey curtain – ultra-fine granular material.Ultrafine particle materials refer to materials composed of ultrafine particles as the basic unit, which will show different physical characteristics with different models.Space stations, military mechs, and space elevators often use this material.This material has been developed to the extreme, and it can naturally be used to kill people, and it will have a certain classical beauty.Someone surrounded the shrine with a line of ultrafine granular material.But just like Ran Handong said, as long as he doesn't leave the sacrifice hall, he is safe, why did the other party know that Jing Jiu would definitely choose to leave?
When his style was guessed, he was not surprised, but somewhat satisfied.The battleship that waited for so many days on the university lawn did not wait for the battleship, but finally waited for the man.But now is not the time to think about these issues, let's get out of the way.There are many ways for him to break these invisible threads, such as escaping into the ground in the form of a sword light.But maybe he wanted to compare himself with the other party when he saw something sharp, or for some other reason, he chose the simplest and most direct method.He raised his right hand and slashed towards the seemingly empty night sky.Bang Bang Bang!
It was as if the strings of the harp in the concert hall had been cut at the same time, and there was the sound of countless threads breaking in the night sky.This was followed by an extremely faint whistling sound, whimpering like a ghost crying.Something floated up with a snort, and several very small, deep holes appeared in the ground.Nothing could stop him, and he took a step forward, the tears in his pants and clothes getting wider.He liked this blue tracksuit the most, and his eyes became a little cold.Zhong Lizi couldn't see his eyes, but he could feel the change in his mood, and hurriedly comforted: "I'll buy you a new one when I go back." ”The lines of ultrafine particles were set very accurately outside the stone steps, and did not enter the absolute defense range of the temple.He took Zhong Lizi down the stone steps, which was equivalent to coming to the outside of the altar hall before the enemy attacked.The attack that the other party has been preparing for a long time naturally cannot be just those dozens of thin lines.This kind of thing only exists in games, and rarely happens in reality.There were a dozen dull and monotonous crashes very far away in the depths of the night, not loud, but very clear in the quiet of the night.Before the sound of the impact could be heard, the sharper whistling and real bullets had already reached the two of them.Bullets rained down like bullets in front of the stone steps.Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
Dozens of brilliant balls of fire were born in the night sky.None of the bullets rained down on Jing Jiu's body.Not even five meters in front of him could not get in.An invisible semicircular barrier enveloped him and Zhong Lizi in the middle, blocking those bullets.When the bullets hit the barrier, they turned into balls of fire, and then they fell limply, like waves crashing against a reef.Jing Jiu looked at the bursting bullets and confirmed that they were shellless bullets and filled with non-standard chemicals, so the attacker should have nothing to do with the military.At such a time, he could also analyze the identity of the attacker in a good time, because he knew that there was no danger, but Zhong Lizi did not.She listened to the thunderous roar, looked at the night sky surrounded by bullets and fires, and turned pale with fright, but she didn't dare to reach out to grab Jing Jiu's hand, so she had to grab his clothes, and the whole person shrank behind him, looking very pitiful.Jing Jiu sensed the movement behind him and said, "Let's go." ”The front of the altar hall was illuminated by countless bullets and fires, and two figures loomed in the middle of it, slowly walking forward.Especially the boy who walked in the front, his steps were so steady, as if he had not been affected in any way.Jiang and Xia stood on the top of the stone steps with more than a dozen bishops, looking at this magical scene, shocked and speechless.Of course, such a picture can't last too long, and Jing Jiu doesn't like to be beaten and not fight back.As the bullets rained down, he began to observe and calculate the positions of the gunmen.A sword intent left the body, and quietly went into the distance through the cover of the bullet fire.He ignored the gunmen and let go of his sword sense and began to search, his gaze eventually landing somewhere far away.The place was already deep in the grassland, seventy-seven kilometers from the sacrificial hall, and there was a large lonely tree.Nearby, there was a very advanced flying machine, suspended with several heavy weapons, which had been activated and ready to fly away.Mr.
Xia sat against the tree, his eyes already open.The head of the Mo family walked to the bottom of the aircraft, and the light armor on his body shimmered.The aircraft had a clear and steady breath, and I don't know who it was.………… Today's mission of the temple is the elite troops in the Mo family's private army.The Mo family is responsible for most of the external interstellar transportation business of the Stargate base, and if they want to make money in the vast and dangerous space, they naturally have an extremely fierce armed force.The weakest of those elite soldiers are all masters of the Flowing Gold Realm, and the guns and equipment they use are also very sophisticated.The soldier in charge of observation found that Jing Jiu had actually broken through the blockade of the ultrafine particle material line, and after being shocked, the report hesitated for a few tenths of a second, and Jing Jiu walked down the steps.Following the instructions of the head of the house, these elite soldiers began to attack without waiting for any orders.Thirty-five warriors pulled the trigger almost simultaneously, turning the night sky in front of the temple into a sea of fire.The elite soldiers were perfectly camouflaged, most of them hid in the dunes, and the rest were covered by sparse bushes and did not leave the aircraft, believing that even if the real special forces of the military department came, it would be difficult to determine their location in a short time.There was a snorting sound in addition to the crashing sound in the night sky, like a snake crawling on a sand dune.There was indeed a trail on the dunes.The trail traveled from east to west, through the dunes and the elite warriors within, at unimaginable speeds, and then broke through the ground, continuing towards the bushes and the flying machines.The gunfire thinned out in a short time.In an instant, more than two dozen elite soldiers of the Mo family died in the sand dunes.If there is no follow-up investigation tomorrow, this dune will be their grave.As soon as several soldiers hiding in the bushes felt that something was wrong, they felt a chill in their minds, and the darkness in front of them fell to the ground, turning into a dead body.There was an extremely delicate blood hole on their sideburns, and some small amount of blood slowly flowed out.The soldiers hiding under the aircraft also fell silently to the ground, turning into breathless corpses, with the same blood holes in the same location.The size and location of the blood holes were so precise that they were made by the best surgeons with the best surgical instruments.………… The gunfire soon stopped.The roar of the bullets also stopped.The sea of fire in front of the shrine vanished without a trace.That magnificent building, under the starlight, has regained its solemn taste.In the depths of the grassland, the head of the Mo family looked in the direction of the sacrifice hall, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "What's going on?"
”This sentence was not for Mr.
Xia, but for a conversation with another person, that is, the clear and steady breath in the flying machine that Jing Jiu felt."
I'll take a look."
A calm and confident voice came from the Mo family master's light armor interlocutor, followed by the sound of the hatch opening from the aircraft.That person was the personal bodyguard and driver of the head of the Mo family, a real master of the initial realm of the stars, and after retiring from the military special forces, he was invited over by the Mo family.Hearing this, the head of the Mo family was a little relieved and said, "The target is a little weird, you should be careful." ”The military veteran did not answer him and did not come down.There was a soft snap.A round hole appeared in the aircraft's sturdy hatch.It's like the round hole in the head of those soldiers of the Mo family's private army who have turned into dead bodies.The veteran had collapsed on the ground of the aircraft, and there was a hole in his head, and blood was slowly pouring out.The head of the Mo family couldn't see the picture in the flying machine, didn't know what was going on, and didn't get an answer even when he asked.He suddenly felt cold, not the touch of light armor, but the smell of death in the night wind.In order to dispel this fear, he subconsciously left the aircraft and ran towards the big tree not far away.Mr.
Xia had already opened his eyes at the beginning of the attack, looking at the embarrassed appearance of the head of the Mo family, with a playful look in his eyes.The head of the Mo family ran up to him and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you laughing at!"
You will also be killed!
”Mr.
Xia said: "God is fair, I didn't do anything, why did I die?"
”The head of the Mo family was stunned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about......
What god ......" his voice stopped abruptly.A small round hole appears in the helmet of the light armor.Blood sprayed out and stained the helmet red.He looked at Mr.
Xia, stretched out his arms, like a child drowning for help, and finally didn't make any sound, so he slowly knelt down.He looked at the weeds under the trees.The weeds illuminated by the starlight are not green, but black.It was as if he had seen the deepest night, his eyes were full of fear, and then he gradually calmed down, as if relieved.With a muffled thud, he leaned forward and fell heavily to the ground.Mr.
Xia has always been very calm and calm, listening to this voice, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.He struggled to his feet against the tree, looked over the altar, and silently thought that God was indeed fair, but also merciless.What will be your fate next?
Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his face showed shock and incredulity.The night sky in the distance was suddenly lit up by dozens of pillars of light.The place where those pillars of light fall is the altar.………… ()