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The consumption of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy indicated the power of Ye Huan's attack. The more Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy consumed, the stronger the attack would be. In other words, after depleting a significant portion of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy stored in the 2012 Arms Collection, even if Ye Huan might not be able to instantly kill Luo Shaohui, inflicting substantial damage was certainly within reach, especially with the notorious lethality of the QJG01 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun.
The QJG01 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun was the first domestically developed 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun from Ye Huan's homeland in his previous world. It featured a simple structure, an aesthetically pleasing design, rapid conversion between combat and marching states, high accuracy, reliable mechanical action, and extensive use of lightweight alloy materials to reduce weight. Notably, this anti-aircraft machine gun was indeed designed to shoot down aircraft.
Generally speaking, the QJG01 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun was suitable for combat in various terrains and natural conditions. It could destroy enemy armed helicopters and other aerial targets, as well as engage ground and water surface targets, capable of damaging infantry fighting vehicles, armored personnel carriers, and lightly armored boats. One could only imagine the consequences if it were to hit a person; even if Luo Shaohui was a Core Formation Stage Cultivator, could he withstand such firepower?
"Luo Shaohui, die!"
A cold smile appeared on Ye Huan's lips. With the previous two Flying Swords having severed all the branches and leaves in this forest, accompanied by Ye Huan's loud shout, over fifty QJG01 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine guns were all aimed at Luo Shaohui in the sky under Ye Huan's Divine Sense control, erupting with dazzling flames.
"This is bad!"
Seeing countless bullets flying toward him from all directions, Luo Shaohui immediately realized the severity of the situation. He quickly took out a defensive treasure, the Bronze Lock, from his storage space, hoping to rely on its defensive capabilities to block Ye Huan's attack. However, while Luo Shaohui's idea was not wrong—after all, the Bronze Lock was a small but exquisite defensive treasure that could encase its user in a shield made of bronze—he seemed to underestimate Ye Huan's attack.
Originally, Ye Huan had set up numerous QJG01 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine guns in the forest with the intention of guerrilla warfare. This strategy aimed to utilize their dispersed positions to avoid simultaneous destruction by Luo Shaohui while also dragging him into a war of attrition by shooting and moving to different locations. However, Luo Shaohui had inadvertently helped by revealing all the QJG01 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine guns when he unleashed his Flying Swords. Fortunately for Ye Huan, he had not clustered these fifty machine guns together; applying pressure from multiple directions on Luo Shaohui’s defensive treasure would undoubtedly create more stress than concentrating fire on one point.
Clang…
In front of Luo Shaohui, just moments after the Bronze Lock appeared, a barrage of bullets struck it with a series of sharp metallic sounds. Within ten seconds, the Bronze Lock shattered completely, leaving Luo Shaohui exposed to a rain of bullets that fell like locusts.
"No…"
The screams echoed as bullets from the QJG01 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun riddled Luo Shaohui's body with countless holes, blood spraying everywhere. Given that Luo Shaohui was suspended in mid-air, the scene was even more shocking than fireworks.
"Is this really the end?"
Witnessing the bullets from the anti-aircraft gun pierce through Luo Shaohui's open mouth and exit through the back of his head, Ye Huan found it hard to believe that a Core Formation Stage Cultivator could be taken down so easily.
To confirm Luo Shaohui's fate, Ye Huan contemplated whether he should fly up to observe more closely. However, seeing Luo Shaohui still floating in the air made him feel it resembled a trap, one that was waiting for him to take the bait.
Just as Ye Huan hesitated, a thud resounded as Luo Shaohui fell headfirst to the ground, startling Ye Huan. In a rush, he grabbed a QJG01 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun just in case. Once he regained his composure, he was astonished to find that Luo Shaohui was indeed dead—a Core Formation Stage Cultivator had truly died like this!
"No way? He couldn't withstand a few bullets?"
Cautiously holding the QJG01 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun, Ye Huan approached Luo Shaohui's body and fired two more shots into him before squatting down beside him. It was fortunate for Ye Huan; according to Luo Shaohui's expectations, a defensive treasure like the Bronze Lock should have been able to block bullets from the QJG01. Who would have thought that the Bronze Lock failed to do so? By the time Luo Shaohui realized what was happening, the speed of the bullets left him no chance to evade, resulting in Ye Huan easily blowing his head off—a stroke of bad luck indeed.
Having confirmed Luo Shaohui's death, and adhering to the principle that saving is earning, Ye Huan began to search Luo Shaohui's body thoroughly. Soon enough, he found a storage necklace at Luo Shaohui's chest. Judging by its material, it was crafted from high-quality Star Silver Iron from the Eastern State Cultivator Realm. This indicated just how wealthy the leaders of major sects in the Eastern State were.
After stashing the Spatial Ring away, Ye Huan continued searching until he had thoroughly checked Luo Shaohui's blood-stained clothing but found nothing else. He then stood up and slowly retrieved his 2012 Arms Compendium to collect the QJG01 anti-aircraft machine gun before swiftly leaving what could no longer be considered a forest.
Not long after Ye Huan departed, an old man suddenly appeared next to Luo Shaohui's corpse. If Ye Huan had been present, he would have recognized this old man as Hua Tuo, who had stolen numerous items from Dragon Hall Warehouse!
"Luo Shaohui, how could you be a Core Formation Stage Cultivator yet unable to deal with an Eighth-Level Summoner? At this rate, when Ye Huan becomes a Ninth-Level Summoner, won't he be able to defeat even me?"
Staring at Luo Shaohui's corpse, Hua Tuo murmured to himself in this area where battle had just occurred. Meanwhile, deep within Ye Huan’s heart as he flew toward Dragon Hall, a sudden sense of unease flickered through him, prompting him to turn back in surprise...
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