At the scar-faced man's roar, the four gunmen, already poised to fire, abruptly squeezed their triggers.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Four tongues of flame burst through the night. Specially made armor-piercing rounds ripped through the air, hurtling toward Lin Fan.
They didn't try to aim for Lin Fan's head. They knew that against a spiritual force user, the sniper rifles in their hands couldn't deliver a truly lethal blow.
All they needed was to distract Lin Fan. Even a momentary lapse in his concentration might give their captain a chance to kill the kid.
At the same time as the gunshots rang out,
the two War General Level fighters on either side of the group sprang forward like leopards. Their blades gleamed coldly as they went for Lin Fan's flanks.
Meanwhile, the scar-faced captain charging from the front stamped hard on the ground.
Using the recoil, he launched himself like a cannonball. He raised the heavy Grade 9 Alloy Blade high in both hands, then brought it down toward Lin Fan with the force of a mountain-splitting blow!
Even when hunting a rabbit, a lion gives it everything!
Though they thought Lin Fan was just a little brat who hadn't even grown hair in all the right places, they were using the deadly combination they'd performed countless times.
Faced with this coordinated attack, even a Beginner War God caught off guard would die here.
And yet,
as the killing moves closed in from every direction, Lin Fan stood where he was without even blinking.
In fact, a pronounced sneer tugged at his lips.
Vmmm!
His Spiritual Force erupted, and the Sky Splitter behind him came apart once more.
Two hundred and sixteen razor-thin feather blades spread out like a swarm of silver bees.
"Go."
Lin Fan barely moved his lips.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Silver light flashed!
The armor-piercing rounds hurtling toward him were precisely sliced in half midair by the feather blades. They clattered to the ground.
Then—
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Four soft impacts sounded almost as one.
The four gunmen in the distance had fired only a single shot each. Their bodies stiffened abruptly, and before they could even scream, they crumpled to the ground.
A small, clean hole pierced each of their foreheads.
At the same time,
the two War General Level fighters who'd tried to ambush him still held their forward-charging poses, but the light in their eyes froze. Then a hair-thin line of blood appeared across each of their necks.
The next moment,
two heads soared into the air!
The headless bodies continued forward for a few more meters from sheer momentum, then toppled with a thud into the rubble.
Instant kill!
Except for the scar-faced man still in midair, the entire team had been wiped out in less than a second!
"What?!"
The scar-faced man, still charging through the air, watched in utter shock, his heart nearly stopping.
Damn!!!
This kid was a spiritual force user with control precise enough to reach this insane level?!
Fear clamped around his heart like a cold hand.
But he was in midair. There was nowhere to retreat.
Retreat, and he'd die!
"Ahhh! Die!!!"
The scar-faced man let out a desperate, crazed roar. His Origin Energy erupted without restraint, and he brought the Grade 9 Alloy Blade down hard toward Lin Fan's head!
He was gambling.
Gambling that this spiritual force user had a weak body. Gambling that his blade could cleave both Lin Fan and his shield in two!
Lin Fan looked at the twisted, vicious face just inches away.
The sneer in his eyes deepened. He didn't even bother to dodge.
As he clenched his right hand in midair, Calamity appeared in his palm.
Gripping Calamity in both hands, Lin Fan swung it upward in a simple, straightforward arc.
A head-on clash!
"Mountain Collapse!"
Clang!
The expensive Grade 9 Alloy Blade, said to cut through iron like mud, was as fragile as paper against Calamity. Calamity cleaved it cleanly in two.
The scar-faced man hadn't even had time to react.
Pfft!
The black blade continued on, shattering the Origin Energy protecting him, severing the arm he'd raised to block the blow, and carving a huge gash through his body.
"Wh—"
As the scar-faced man stared in terror, Lin Fan grinned and abruptly changed his move, swinging Calamity sideways.
With Calamity weighing several tons and Lin Fan's Spiritual Force behind the blow, the strike hit with the force of a speeding locomotive, slamming straight into the scar-faced man.
Bang!
The scar-faced man folded into a "C." His chest caved in, and the vertebrae in his back pierced through his combat suit, jutting out white and stark.
Whoosh~~ Bang!!
He flew backward like a broken sack, crashing through two ruined walls before slamming into a concrete support pillar and embedding himself in it.
Dust sifted down from the walls. Hanging against the pillar, the scar-faced man coughed up blood mixed with chunks of his innards. The light in his eyes quickly faded.
One strike. Instant death.
Even standing his ground meant death!
Lin Fan remained where he was, casually twirling his blade and flicking the blood from Calamity.
"You just had to deliver yourselves right to me. I couldn't have stopped you if I tried."
Lin Fan shook his head, looking a little helpless.
He really only wanted to quietly kill some monsters. Why did people keep thinking he was an easy target?
"You could tell I was a spiritual force user, and instead of running, you actually charged straight at me?"
"Quite the bravery you've got there."
Lin Fan's mind stirred.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The 216 feather blades surrounding him flew back like swallows returning to their nest. As they came, they deftly sliced through the backpack straps on every corpse.
Rustle, rustle.
Several bloodstained backpacks and pouches, carried by his force, landed in a neat pile at Lin Fan's feet.
"Let's see what good stuff we've got."
Lin Fan crouched down and began searching the bodies with practiced ease.
"One Grade 9 Alloy Blade. It's broken, but whatever. Calamity can eat it anyway."
"Two Grade 7 Alloy Blades, four modified heavy machine guns..."
"And these monster materials. Tsk, not bad. All valuable stuff."
As he tallied the spoils, Lin Fan couldn't stop smiling.
This "delivery" was even more profitable than the Lord-level monster he'd worked so hard to kill earlier!
Lin Fan swept everything into his Space Ring, then stood up and looked at the corpses scattered across the ground, letting out a heartfelt sigh.
"Killing monsters is nowhere near as profitable as robbing other hunters."
"I worked all day, and none of it paid as well as this."
After straightening his collar, Lin Fan didn't spare the corpses another glance.
This was the Wilderness Zone. These people's bodies would soon become tomorrow's monster droppings.
And as for whether killing such powerful War God Level fighters would bring him trouble—
Come on, he was already a War God. Once he got back and sold this haul, he could buy some high-quality metals. In a few days, he'd probably be ready to break through to Planetary Level.
Once he reached Planetary Level, he'd fly straight into the universe. Who'd stick around to play with these "kids" on Earth?
"Time to wrap up. On to the next spot."
Lin Fan lowered the brim of his hat and blurred from sight, disappearing into the vast night like a...
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