Two torrents of flying swords greeted Zhao Fusheng. with a furious roar, he swung his giant axe and sent an invisible surge of astral si surging upward, shattering countless flying swords in its path. The astral qi did not dissipate until it was almost upon the attacker.

However, the flying swords came in unending torrents. After unleashing several axe strikes, Zhao Fucheng grew impatient and summoned a golden protective light. He then bore the torrents of flying swords and charged headlong forward. These attacks were akin to mosquito bites to him and did little more than drain a small amount of his mystic energy. At best, they slowed him down and had no other effect.

It was at this moment another deafening boom rang out, and a massive bullet hurtled toward him. The tremendous impact sent Zhao Fusheng reeling back several chi, and the golden light shielding him visibly dimmed.

Enraged, Zhao Fusheng charged at full speed, only to be driven back again by yet another gunshot.

Blown back by the devastating gunshots and caught between the two torrents of flying swords, Zhao Fusheng’s golden protective light flickered erratically. Every time he managed to advance three steps, he would be...