prynovel Chapter 17 Even the Ripper was afraid of bullets.
Chapter 17 Even the Ripper was afraid of bullets.
The blade cleaved straight at the monster ape's face!
This strike was powerful and heavy, with a whistling wind!
This Ma Yong is no ordinary fighter; his cultivation and swordsmanship are definitely no less than those of the long-haired man from before.
The strange ape neither dodged nor avoided, but instead raised its large hand, covered in black fur and with hook-like nails, and grabbed at the falling broadsword!
"when!"
The sickening sound of metal twisting and breaking!
Ma Yongzhen's seemingly inevitable strike was actually caught by the strange ape with its bare hands!
Moreover, the hand, which appeared to be made of flesh and blood, actually produced a metallic clang when it collided with the blade of the steel-forged broadsword!
Immediately afterward, to the astonishment of Huang Shujian and Ma Yongzhen, the strange ape's five fingers suddenly tightened!
"Snap!"
He actually managed to snap the hard blade of the broadsword in two!
The broken blade clattered to the ground.
The castration continues!
The large hand that had snapped the broadsword in two clenched into a fist, and using the momentum of his forward thrust, he slammed it into Ma Yongzhen's chest.
"Bang!"
The muffled thud was like the beating of a drum!
Ma Yongzhen felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. His face turned pale instantly, he groaned, and staggered backward, his chest heaving with blood and qi, almost unable to breathe.
Just as the strange ape attacked Ma Yongzhen, his other hand, like a giant fan, lashed out with a fierce wind towards Huang Shujian, who was following closely behind.
With his five fingers spread wide and his nails black and sharp, he clearly intended to disembowel Huang Shujian!
At the critical moment, Huang Shujian suddenly exerted force from his core, and his whole body sank down like a snake, almost touching the ground!
They narrowly avoided a claw that could have shattered a monument!
Sharp nails grazed his back, tearing his clothes in several places and causing a burning pain.
Using the momentum of his descent, Huang Shujian slid along the ground like an ice skater, instantly passing by the strange ape and arriving behind it.
He slammed his left foot off the ground to stop his slide, twisted his waist, and his whole body twisted and pounced like a spring!
At this moment, Ma Yongzhen also endured the excruciating pain, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and instead of retreating, he advanced!
He roared and spread his arms wide, like iron hoops, tightly hugging the monster ape's waist from the front.
Using all my strength, I temporarily restrained him.
"Young Master!" Ma Yongzhen cried out hoarsely, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
It's now!
A cold glint flashed in Huang Shujian's eyes.
All the power, momentum, and killing intent converged at this moment!
The machete he was holding upside down, which was originally carried on his back, suddenly rose up as he countered!
He leaped into the air like a tiger pouncing on its prey!
The machete sliced through the dim air, carrying an unwavering determination and a piercing whistle, and slashed fiercely at the strange ape's thick neck!
Absolute Blade Stance!
The ultimate killing move of "Tiger Subduing Absolute Blade Technique" is formed by combining the fierceness of battle, the unpredictability of kicking, and the domineering power of crashing down!
If they don't come out, all is well; but if they do, they will surely kill!
"Clang!"
The blade collided with the monstrous ape's neck, producing a sound like striking metal!
Sparks flew everywhere!
The blade of the machete was deeply embedded in the incredibly tough flesh and bones, yet it failed to sever them in one stroke!
The strange ape, in pain, let out a furious roar and began to struggle violently.
Ma Yongzhen was swayed from side to side by his immense strength as he struggled, and it looked like he was about to lose his grip.
Huang Shujian was still in mid-air, before he landed, when he suddenly stepped forward with his left foot and landed precisely on the back of the machete in his hand!
The weight of his entire body, the force of his fall, and the final burst of energy from the [Pure Yang] talent pushed to its limit were all channeled into the blade through this kick!
"Break it!"
Huang Shujian roared inwardly.
"Pfft!"
The dull thud of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and bone was clearly audible!
A flash of light appeared!
A head covered in thick gray-black hair, accompanied by a clump of foul-smelling black blood, shot into the sky!
The head traced an arc, rolled to the ground, spun around a few times, and finally stopped.
Those cloudy eyes were still open.
Decapitation!
However, the next moment!
"puff!"
Ma Yongzhen, who was clinging tightly to the headless corpse, suddenly groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood. He immediately pulled back, but it was too late.
His clothes were torn on his chest and abdomen, revealing several claw marks where the skin and flesh were rolled up, and blood quickly stained his clothes.
But the headless ape's body did not collapse immediately!
He just stood there stiffly, thick black blood gushing from the severed neck, his arms still outstretched.
He... paused for a moment.
It seemed to be wondering where its head had gone.
Huang Shujian landed, leaning on his knife, panting heavily.
The burst of power from that last strike had almost drained most of his strength.
He looked at the machete in his hand.
A clear crack appeared on the blade where it had just pierced the neck.
As his gaze fell upon it, with a soft snap, the sturdy machete broke in two!
What a stiff neck!
What on earth is this monster?!
"Young Master...be careful!" Ma Yongzhen's weak voice came through, filled with anxiety.
A warning sign was screaming in Huang Shujian's mind!
After a brief moment of hesitation, the headless ape-like body suddenly lunged at Huang Shujian.
His arms flailed wildly, his fingernails gleaming coldly in the twilight!
Ma Yongzhen struggled to rush over and stop him, but he was seriously injured and his movements were slow, so he was too late!
The distance was too close; Huang Shujian only had half a broken sword left in his hand, making it impossible for him to parry!
A matter of life and death!
"Bang!"
The deafening gunfire shattered the eeriness of the square.
The Mauser C96's muzzle spewed out intense flames, which were particularly dazzling in the darkness.
The headless body charged forward, and suddenly a burst of blood erupted from its chest.
The momentum of the charge suddenly stopped, as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, and the rider fell backward with a thud to the ground.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Huang Shujian pulled the trigger, unleashing all the remaining bullets from the Mauser pistol magazine onto the eerie headless body.
The gunshots echoed across the empty square, sounding particularly violent.
The bullets struck the torso, arms, and legs, exploding into bursts of blood, causing the body to convulse on the ground.
Finally, after firing the last bullet, the twitching of the body gradually weakened, and it seemed to be about to stop moving completely.
Huang Shujian was slightly out of breath, gripping the broken knife, and staring warily.
Just then—
"squeak--!"
A sharp, mournful shriek suddenly rang out from the abdomen of the headless torso!
Immediately afterwards, a dark figure darted out from under the long robe.
With astonishing speed, it leaped and bounced between pools of blood and corpses a few times, disappearing instantly into the shadows of stacked cargo containers in the distance, vanishing without a trace.
Only the chilling shriek lingered, drifting away in the blood-soaked air.
The square was utterly silent.
All that remained were Huang Shujian's heavy breathing, Ma Yongzhen's suppressed groans of pain, and the cold corpses scattered on the ground, their bellies ripped open and stomachs missing.
Huang Shujian slowly lowered the smoking gun barrel, looking in the direction where the dark figure had disappeared, and then at the headless corpse on the ground that had completely stopped moving.
His face, in the twilight, was solemn and deep.
Even the Ripper was afraid of bullets...