Airborne Raiders, Riding an Airborne Soldier

The moment Song Changle made his move, he had already shattered the talismans on his body.

That was a signal.

On the territory of the New Energy Association, the combat personnel they had secretly trained immediately pushed open one iron door after another leading to the rooftop.

On the rooftops of dozens of buildings, people were running and leaping outwards.

They were dressed in uniform black combat suits, wearing bulletproof vests, with flight backpacks on their backs and various heavy weapons in their hands.

The moment they jumped off the rooftop, the jetpack emitted a blue exhaust plume, carrying them away.

However, they were not wearing matte helmets, but rather loose hoods.

Because most of these so-called secret combat personnel have characteristics that are clearly different from normal humans.

Their growth rate is also unusual, and their lifespan is mostly limited.

But this also makes it easier to brainwash them into becoming suicide bombers.

Waaaaaah!!

Hundreds of people, using jetpacks, soared through the towering buildings and soon arrived above the desolate area.

Suddenly, four or five assassins had their heads explode into a bloody mess.

Without the guidance of brainwaves, the flight backpack flew in a straight line, carrying their corpses away at high speed.

It was snipers deployed by the South Wind forces who noticed something was wrong and took them out.

But soon, the snipers among the suicide squad also began to return fire.

While in mid-air, the recoil from firearms can only be absorbed by the jetpack, making it far more unstable than sniping on the ground.

But like butterflies flitting among flowers, after each sniper shot, they would use the recoil to spin in mid-air and switch positions with their comrades.

When South Wind's snipers lay in ambush, their primary consideration is to make themselves difficult for people on the ground to spot.

However, facing an enemy with aerial superiority, they were repeatedly killed, and the remaining ones quickly moved to another location.

The suicide soldiers carrying machine guns did not attack them, but instead aimed at Chu Tianshu from a distance.

The bullets rained down in a frenzy, creating a bizarre scene like ribbons of fire, plundering the grassy banks of the river and sweeping towards Chu Tianshu.

Chu Tianshu easily dodged the firepower sweeping from his right front.

He prepared to accelerate further and engage Song Changle in close combat.

But the fiery rain actually reached Song Changle before he could.

Song Changle took a deep breath, channeled his energy into one palm, and gathered all his radar-like vital energy, concentrating it only on the surface of his body, where he stood motionless.

The terrifying, red-hot bullets rained down on him like a torrential downpour.

The land was riddled with holes, and bits of soil were scattered everywhere.

However, not a single warhead actually hit Song Changle.

The gunmen in the air were incredibly skilled at shooting.

Chu Tianshu could easily dodge the machine gun fire.

However, if he wants to get close to Song Changle, he has to break through the death zone around Song Changle.

With limited machine gun ammunition, creating such a dense death zone would only take a few seconds.

The rain of fire quickly thinned out, but Chu Tianshu seized the opportunity and swung his sword into the air.

His Sky-Spanning power was insufficient to cause sufficient damage at such a distance. This strike did not send any physical object flying; it was merely a pure impact of Saber Intent.

It was a huge crescent-shaped, dark and ethereal outline of Saber Intent.

Unlike the chill emanating from Song Changle.

This Saber Intent brought only a chilling sensation, like an autumn breeze.

The gunman, hovering in the air, was struck by the Saber Intent. He felt a surge of sorrow, though he didn't know why. His chest had already split open, and he let out a scream as his body swayed.

Unfortunately, they stopped firing immediately after being hit and did not direct their warheads at Song Changle.

It seems that someone repeatedly implanted a deep-rooted ideological constraint in them.

If anyone disrupts their formation, even if it means death, their physical reaction will be to stop firing immediately to avoid accidentally injuring Song Changle.

Chu Tianshu was delayed by this incident, and new assassins launched an attack from the air.

The shoulder-fired rocket launcher shuddered.

With the technological capabilities of the New Energy Association, this armor-piercing and fragmentation warhead, once launched, can achieve an initial velocity of 400 meters per second.

The warhead tilted downwards, landing in front of Chu Tianshu.

Just as it was about to hit the ground, the warhead suddenly changed direction, drawing an arc and hurtling towards Chu Tianshu close to the ground.

This type of warhead captures an image of the target one second before launch and performs intelligent tracking.

Chu Tianshu retreated abruptly, slashing horizontally with his sword.

When the warhead was still more than 30 meters away from him, he detonated it with his sword energy.

At this point, he still hadn't paid any attention to the frost on his eyebrows; he simply raised his eyebrows in anger, causing each hair to straighten and shake off the frost.

As his anger flared in his eyes, he also pressed his left palm against the ground from a distance.

Buzz!!

The blue Four-Leaf Seal spun and expanded on the ground, reaching a size of twenty meters.

All the assassins in the air saw this huge mark.

Some of them were about to launch rocket launchers when they felt as if time had stood still, and their bodies involuntarily froze.

The most peculiar effect of the Vertical and Horizontal Simple Seal is its influence on the sense of time.

However, Chu Tianshu has recently encountered formidable opponents whose cultivation levels and mental fortitude are quite strong, so he has been using fewer of his techniques in this regard.

Now, facing such a coordinated attack, this tactic has once again proven its formidable power.

"You can fly, right?!"

The ground beneath Chu Tianshu's feet exploded, and he soared into the air.

Song Changle was startled and made a move in mid-air.

This time, he only managed to unleash a palm-sized ice crystal print, which traveled even faster.

But Yu Nanfeng also unleashed a palm strike, a delicate, jade-white palm print, which met the attack head-on.

When the two palm prints collided, the impact of the jade-white palm itself was no match for the ice crystal palm print. Instead, it was like rubber, wrapping around the ice crystal palm print.

While Chu Tianshu was in mid-air, he stepped diagonally and stomped directly on the palm print that was wrapped up.

BOOM!!

With a muffled thud, he flew higher and landed behind a suicide soldier carrying a sniper rifle.

The Green Leaf Seal on the ground had lost their effect, and the aerial assassins were all awakened.

The other assassins hurriedly turned around to search for their target.

Chu Tianshu's left hand was already wedged behind the sniper's head.

The assassin's entire body was pulled forward by the force, and Chu Tianshu knelt on one knee on his flight backpack.

"Move!"

Chu Tianshu roared, and the power of his incantation invaded the mind of the assassin, along with the internal energy that seeped into his left hand.

The assassin, like a flying skateboard, immediately flew diagonally to the left.

Chu Tianshu stretched out his right hand and slashed horizontally with his sword.

The three assassins on the path ahead were cut in half at the waist.

This flying backpack is controlled by brainwaves; the stronger the brainwaves, the better the flight maneuvering effect, and the higher the power output.

The sniper was stunned by Chu Tianshu's words and had his brain stimulated by internal energy, so his brainwaves were several times stronger than usual.

The jetpack suddenly accelerated, leaving two pale blue trails of flame that stretched long, full arcs in the air.

More than a dozen assassins were grazed by this trajectory and died instantly.

Not only were their bodies torn apart, but their flight backpacks were also ripped apart; the backpacks exploded before the bodies even fell to the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

High in the sky, bursts of fire and thick smoke erupted.

With his keen insight, Chu Tianshu immediately estimated which assassins' perspectives would be obstructed by the thick smoke and flames.

With a twist of his left hand, he moved the sniper beneath him, instantly changing the trajectory of his attack and closing in.

The gray-black blade energy extended more than ten meters from the edge of Sanqi blade, but was still only two fingers wide.

Such a long blade of light Zongheng across the high sky, attacking back and forth.

The suicide squad members, who should have been fearless even in the face of death, were thrown into a panic by the attack and hastily fired their guns into the air.

One of the men holding the rocket launcher was about to fire when he suddenly saw a flash of light, which swept up from below.

This cut sliced him in two from bottom to top.

Aerial warfare is three-dimensional warfare.

Besides the plane, there are countless angles from which attacks can be launched.

These assassins are highly trained, skilled in three-dimensional combat, and coordinated effectively.

However, their perception of three-dimensional space and their ability to react to the overall situation are far inferior to Chu Tianshu, who is proficient in both magic and martial arts.

Back when he first fought the old eunuch in the Republic of China era, Chu Tianshu's Insight Technique was a comprehensive and three-dimensional perception.

Now, the difference between his abilities in this area and those of the others in the air is probably even greater than his physical advantage!

The numerous assassins failed to hit the flying, unpredictable target, which moved at bizarre angles, and instead accidentally injured their comrades.

The hundreds of assassins, who were originally at a considerable altitude, far from the ground, were also scattered in the air over a wide area.

Even if Chu Tianshu disrupts their senses and takes the opportunity to swing his knife on the ground, he can't hurt many of them, and he's easily distracted by Song Changle.

Therefore, this is the most powerful Flying Special Forces under the New Energy Association.

But now, it's all because one of them was used as a mount by Chu Tianshu.

The entire surprise force was like lambs to the slaughter, unable to achieve any results beyond impotent rage.

"Land all troops!!"

Song Changle let out a loud roar.

Once back on the ground, Chu Tianshu's advantage in three-dimensional space will be greatly reduced.

However, in land-based warfare, these suicide soldiers could play an even less significant role.

Therefore, when Song Changle shouted this, he no longer believed that this group of assassins could play any crucial role.

He shouted this only as a way to confuse the enemy.

This gave the impression that his attention was still focused on the assassins.

He had already rushed towards the river the moment he finished speaking.

"President Song!!"

Yu Nanfeng drifted down close to the ground like a weightless ghost lotus.

Her face still had a pale bluish tinge, like a female ghost, and her hand, as light as a feather in the wind, reached out and touched Song Changle's neck.

"You are Taboo, so why run away?"

Song Changle suddenly swung out one arm, not his left, but his right.

He actually swung his severed right arm out violently, colliding it with Yu Nanfeng's palm.

There was no bleeding from the wrist before it was severed, but upon impact, it emitted an icy blue liquid light that penetrated through the skin and into the bone.

Yu Nanfeng froze.

Song Changle's face contorted in pain, and his left hand instantly reached for Yu Nanfeng's neck.

He was waiting for Yu Nanfeng to come, not just to escape, but to capture Yu Nanfeng alive and then retreat.

That's right, even with hostages, he doesn't intend to continue facing Chu Tianshu here.

This person, who clearly hasn't broken through the Taboo, is dangerous beyond reason, making him unsure what other tricks the other party might use.

They must withdraw to their own territory.

He could only feel at ease after communicating with the other party via drone video to discuss the hostages and future plans.

Song Changle's hand successfully grasped Yu Nanfeng's neck; it was snow-white, delicate, and had a slight resilience.

This most famous and beautiful woman in Jinling was like a swan with drooping wings, falling into his hands and left to his mercy.

Song Changle felt a sudden, inexplicable tremor in his heart, and then felt a blow to the chest.

This palm strike, as light as a leaf, landed on his body, yet it caused him excruciating pain, causing him to instantly increase the force in his left hand.

Yu Nanfeng's hand, which had struck his chest, suddenly pushed off, and he retreated at full speed, leaving several bloody marks on his neck.

Tiny ice crystals penetrated deeper into the bloodstains, continuing to tear the wound.

Yu Nanfeng had no choice but to cover his neck and kneel on the ground.

Her kneeling revealed thirteen golden needles to Song Changle.

Chu Yannian's needle!

Chu Yannian had not shown his face since the start of the war. It turned out that he had been remotely controlling the golden needles with his Mind Power to treat Yu Nanfeng's injuries.

A severely injured Yu Nanfeng might be subdued in one move, but with acupuncture Yu Nanfeng piercing his pressure points, he could easily use a tactic to lure his enemy.

Choke!!!

The sound of blades whistling in the air suddenly intensified.

Chu Tianshu stepped onto his mount's back and sped off, gripping his sword with both hands.

The blade energy surged to twenty meters before rapidly receding.

Song Changle supported the sky with one palm, concentrating all his power into that single hand.

As soon as Chu Tianshu's blade struck down, it was covered in snowflakes, its speed decreasing drastically, as if thousands of goose feathers had stuck to the long blade.

The blade failed to sever the hand, but Chu Tianshu charged forward at that moment.

He deftly changed the blade's shape, turning it so the tip faced upwards, gripped the hilt, and slammed it directly into Song Changle's chest.

The force of the punch, Raging Waves Split the Shore, poured into Song Changle's body, causing his eyes to bloodshot and his heart to stop abruptly.

In an instant, Song Changle was sent flying backward, almost crashing into the middle of the river.

Chu Tianshu, stepping on the assassin, rushed over and grabbed his collarbone amidst the waves. With a push of his foot, he carried him back to the shore.

Those assassins who were lucky enough to land safely on the ground remained motionless, like crows that had settled down.

Yannian emerged from behind the tent, still shaken, and looked at the people around him.

These assassins were all weeping without expression, their pupils gradually dilating.

They were overcome with grief and died from ruptured blood vessels in their brains.

"They're all dead?!"

Yannian watched this scene in awe, then slowly walked through the crow forest to the riverbank.

Chu Tianshu threw Song Changle to the ground, water droplets dripping from his body, and the frost on his clothes and long sword was melting.

"He's not dead."

Chu Tianshu gasped, "He was probably in shock for a moment, but his vitality is strong enough. Even though all his ribs were broken, his hand was severed and he lost blood, and most of his internal organs and meridians were destroyed by my shock, he can't circulate his energy."

"It looks like he can live for at least another ten days or so."

Song Changle had indeed regained consciousness, coughing up blood.

"It's a cultivation technique!"

He stared at Chu Tianshu, his expression full of resentment, "Your cultivation technique is better than mine, that's why you have this kind of combat power."

Chu Tianshu was busy regulating her breathing, and glanced down at him. "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"You, you..."

Seeing his composure, Song Changle turned her gaze sharply to Yu Nanfeng.

"Yu Nanfeng, you woman, you actually practiced seductive arts! A famously dignified widow, ha, how laughable!"

Song Changle was not an extremely lecherous person; at least, he would not have been tempted by lust during a time of war and danger.

That was when Yu Nanfeng pretended to be captured and even used her seductive skills to have the opportunity to launch a sneak attack on him.

"The art of seduction doesn't necessarily require a man; anyone who is beautiful can practice it."

Yu Nanfeng, still clutching his neck, said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Wasteland life naturally requires some hidden backup plans."

"I'm hiding my seductive skills, while Zhang Tao probably only uses 90% of his power, hiding 10%—hidden his true progress."

"And you?"

Yu Nanfeng stared at the person on the ground and stomped on his left arm, breaking it.

"Is this the disgusting, malicious intention you've been hiding?!"

Song Changle's injuries were too severe, and his left hand was also broken. He finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted from the pain.

(End of this chapter)