Eternal Heavenly Curse
"Not good!"
Inside the high-rise building, Tan Qingquan's expression changed drastically.
The flying sword, controlled by the Yin Spirit, spun rapidly and soared into the sky.
As white waves scattered from the tip of the sword, its speed suddenly increased to nearly a thousand meters per second, trying to escape the laser-like shooting fire meteors.
This speed...
Exceeding the velocity of a close-in weapon system bullet.
It should be noted that flying swords are often less than a meter long.
And its maximum speed reaches 1,000 kilometers per second.
If a one-meter target is traveling at a speed of one kilometer, for a close-in weapon system (CIWS) to achieve a 100% interception rate, it would be equivalent to dividing one thousand by one. That is, the interception rate of a single bullet is only 0.01, and it would take thousands of bullets per second to completely intercept and kill such a target.
Even the 1130 close-in weapon system in the hands of Gu Jinlai has a maximum rate of fire of only 180 rounds per second, which means that the probability of interception per second is only 18%.
Not to mention that flying swords are more flexible and versatile than missiles, and can increase the difficulty of interception through various maneuvers.
This demonstrates the deterrent power of flying swords.
But now, as the artistic conception rises, it seems that Gu Jinlai have gained the ability to "predict" the trajectory of flying swords.
Not only did they easily lock onto Tan Qingquan's flying sword and shoot him, but they also successfully hit him, forcing his flying sword to change direction and dodge.
Only...
It's useless.
"Sizzle!"
Relying on the profound artistic conception, Gu Jinlai, carrying the close-in weapon system, slightly turned his sword, and Tan Qingquan's flying sword seemed to autonomously crash into the barrage of bullets poured out by the close-in weapon system.
No matter how he maneuvers his flying sword to change direction or break through, bullets will always fly off the sword and spark.
If it weren't for the fact that Tan Qingquan's flying sword possessed both the characteristics of piercing through the air and being extremely resilient, it would have already been smashed to pieces in mid-air.
"Gu Jinlai! How dare you kill your own fellow disciples!?"
Tan Qingquan's angry roar came from inside the building.
"Fellow disciples killing each other?"
Gu Jinlai indifferently, "I've already brought over a hundred experts and two close-in weapon systems to Baihe City. Don't you think it's too late for you to say this?"
"You really think I'm afraid of you!?"
A sharp glint flashed in Tan Qingquan's eyes.
He didn't know what method had been used Gu Jinlai to lock onto his White Stream Sword, but he realized that if he continued to hide like this, even though his spirit sword possessed the characteristic of "tenacity," it would still be torn apart by this terrifying metal storm.
Therefore...
"Kill!"
With a low growl, Tan Qingquan's Yin Spirit burned fiercely.
The sword speed, which was already close to 1,000 meters per second, increased again, breaking through the 1,000-meter barrier and reaching 1,100 or even 1,200 meters per second.
At such terrifying speed, even a master like the Spirit Refining could only vaguely see some afterimages of flying swords, and a Master like the Core Forming couldn't detect the flying swords at all.
Enveloped in the explosive force of the burning Yin Spirit, Tan Qingquan's sword spun rapidly, breaking the sound barrier in an instant, and traversing the distance between the flying sword and the Gu Jinlai with incredible speed.
Km!
600 meters!
Three hundred meters!
Just as the flying sword reached within a hundred meters of Gu Jinlai slightly raised his head.
A dazzling divine light surged forth from his body.
In Tan Qingquan's Yin Spirit perception, a large halo of sunlight seemed to appear behind Gu Jinlai.
Immediately afterwards, an unprecedented burst of brilliance exploded out, carrying with it the destruction of the Yin Spirit and consciousness, and struck the White Stream Sword, which had shot towards him thirty meters away.
Eternal Heavenly Curse.
Unlike the Great Sun's Eternal Radiance and the Eternal Heavenly Curse, this is a single-soul secret technique.
In the past, Gu Jinlai impossible to lock onto or capture the flying swords of Spirit Transformation cultivators. Even if the flying swords got close, they could only rely on area-of-effect skills like the Great Sun Divine Light to block them.
But now...
By simulating the realm of spirituality, his perception of the outside world increased exponentially. With the help of this perception lock, he allowed Bai Xijian to break through his defenses and unleashed an Eternal Heavenly Curse the moment Bai Xijian shot at him.
"Boom!"
A thunderous roar, like the sound of a great bell, resounded from the spiritual realm!
The flying sword that Tan Qingquan shot out was like being hit by a nuclear bomb. The endless radiance mixed with the high temperature that annihilated everything instantly destroyed the spirituality on the Baixi Sword and the Yin Spirit attached to it.
Just like...
The sand sculptures in the face of a tsunami crumble at the slightest touch.
Tan Qingquan's Yin Spirit didn't even have time to let out a shrill scream before it quickly melted away in the face of such intense and dazzling light.
"Buzz!"
Gu Jinlai, he suddenly extended two fingers.
The White Stream Sword, its Yin Spirit and essence extinguished, was firmly held between the index and middle fingers, unable to move any further.
"Ah!"
The backlash from the collapse of the Yin Spirit caused Tan Qingquan, who was in the tall building ahead, to let out a painful scream.
However, this has never been paid attention to Gu Jinlai.
He glanced at the White Creek Sword, which had been hit by at least a dozen, or even dozens of bullets, yet remained unbroken, and exclaimed sincerely, "What a fine sword!"
Then, turning his gaze to the direction from which the screams came, he smiled slightly, "Thank you for the flying sword, Elder."
As he spoke, he turned the muzzle of the close-in weapon system in his hand, which was originally used to block Bai Xijian.
"Sizzle!"
Flame jet.
Countless metal shell casings rained down, falling to the ground with a clanging sound.
This laser-like streak of fire and meteor merged with a close-in weapon system and shot straight at the flying sword that had been positioned a kilometer away, seemingly to restrain him.
Although the Spirit Transformation cultivator manipulating the flying sword was cautious and maintained a sufficient distance for dodging, in less than half a second, sparks flew as the firepower of the two close-in weapon systems intertwined.
The flying sword that was hit paused slightly, and was instantly torn apart by the torrent of bullets that followed.
The flying sword exploded, Gu Jinlai's figure showed no hesitation. With explosive force from his feet, his three-meter-tall body, like a demon god, carried a rolling Sha Qi and rushed straight towards the tall building.
During the charge, the two close-in weapon systems continued to fire at full power, unleashing a torrent of bullets towards the high-rise building.
Even though the building was constructed with expensive materials, it was still riddled with flying wood chips and flying stones and dirt under the barrage of bullets.
Even some walls made of bricks and stones collapsed and shattered under the barrage of light.
In just a few seconds, this high-rise building, which could be considered luxurious even in Baihe City, had already developed numerous dilapidated holes.
"Bang!"
Stone chips flew everywhere.
Dust filled the air.
A figure who thought he could avoid close-in weapon fire by hiding inside the building suddenly leaped out, using the smoke and dust as cover as if trying to break through.
It was Ye Yiren, a Nascent Spirit Transformation from the Taihe Sword Sect.
However, the smoke and dust had no effect whatsoever under the tracking and locking of the close-in weapon system (CIWS). The CIWS simply turned its muzzle...
"Sizzle!"
More than two meters of flame shot out from the cannon muzzle again.
"Lord Gutian... spare my life..."
Ye Yiren's terrified screams echoed from the smoke and dust.
The next moment, True Qi scattered, and crimson blood light burst forth from the smoke and dust.
Ye Yiren, who had just leaped from the high-rise building, was still in mid-air and had not yet landed when her True Qi was shattered by laser-like bullets, and she was then completely torn to pieces.
However, while Gu Jinlai sweeping through Ye Yiren's mind, from another direction, Tan Qingquan suddenly burst out of the high-rise building that was almost reduced to ruins, and ran wildly in another direction at an extremely fast speed.
That direction...
That's where the third red dot is located.
"Trying to leave!?"
A low shout Gu Jinlai.
He aborted his shared spiritual connection with the close-in weapon system, directly abandoning the two close-in weapon systems that were rapidly "dying" due to the dissipation of their spiritual energy, and his feet unleashed a burst of power...
"Boom!"
As the ground cracked, he crashed through the void like a cannonball, carrying with him billowing air currents and dust, and chased after the fleeing Tan Qingquan.
Movement Method – dominating the world.
Gu Jinlai!
Tan Qingquan let out a terrified roar.
Yes, terrified!
At this moment, the indifference, arrogance, and confidence that had been there before were gone from his eyes.
Instead, there was deep horror and fear.
As well as...
Regret!
Back when Gu Jinlai fought two against one in Sunset City, defeating Cold Moon Sect Wuchenzi and Bai Xiang, he should have realized that this person was no ordinary person.
I just didn't expect...
He's incredibly strong.
Not only does he possess two powerful killing Spirit Artifact, but he has also comprehended the essence of the art!
It was precisely because of his keen perception of the artistic conception that his flying sword shot failed at the last moment.
In particular, when he realized that the speed that Gu Jinlai had unleashed with his unparalleled Movement Method was even faster than his own after suffering the backlash of the Yin Spirit's collapse, his fear and regret rose rapidly.
"We are both elders of the sect, and it is a great taboo for us to kill each other! If you kill me, the sect will never let you off!"
Tan Qingquan roared.
He hoped that this method would deter those who had pursued him Gu Jinlai.
"You started this battle, and I decide how it ends."
A muffled, thunderous sound, like those Gu Jinlai, rang out from behind.
Even though it didn't carry any threatening tone, it still brought Tan Qingquan an indescribable sense of oppression.
As the distance between them closed, Gu Jinlai was running at full speed, slightly bent his feet, and the next moment...
Straighten it!
Like a sharp arrow shot from a drawn bow!
Amidst the cracking ground and flying stone chips, his attack speed suddenly surged. The suffocating pressure made Tan Qingquan's scalp tingle, and he involuntarily roared at the front, "Sha Wujin! Are you just going to watch me die here!?"
"Call out!"
Sword light pierced the sky!
A thousand meters away, in a courtyard, a sword light as sharp as a bolt of lightning tore through the air and hurtled toward Gu Jinlai with incredible speed.
Along with this came a divine message.
"One should show mercy where possible, Elder Gu. Elder Tan has already learned his lesson from the severe injury to his Yin Spirit. Please..."
"Roll!"
A low roar echoes through the Gu Jinlai.
The sound waves exploded like thunder.
He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and with a clenched fist, a dazzling spiritual light condensed within, as if a sun was being nurtured inside.
The next moment, the sun erupted, forming a violent and dazzling beam of laser light that crashed down on the flying sword that was hurtling through the air.
Eternal Heavenly Curse!
"Buzz!"
The collision of spirituality sparked a dazzling light in the void.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gu Jinlai suddenly appeared behind Tan Qingquan and slashed down with his heavy sword.
"Die!"
Gu Jinlai!
Tan Qingquan roared wildly, unleashing his full power.
However, with the Yin Spirit defeated, the remaining divine consciousness was unable to fully mobilize the power within the body.
As the giant sword crashed down with devastating force, his roar quickly turned into a cry of resentment.
"No!"
"Bang!"
The blood mist exploded.
The body of this elder of the Purgatory Sect was directly blasted into a bloody mist by the terrifying kinetic energy carried by the heavy sword.