[Sword Qi Release—Crimson Blood Six-Shot!]
Han Feng's finger rested lightly on the trigger.
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!
A six-shot burst!
This time, they weren't ordinary shells.
The surface of each 30mm shell was enveloped in a tangible, blood-red casing visible to the naked eye!
It was "Sword Qi," compressed to its absolute limit, each one formed by consuming nearly a hundred points of Qi Blood!
Six crimson shells shot out from the barrel.
They traced six distinct and bizarre arcs through the air.
Like six living, bloodthirsty vipers.
With absolute precision, they maneuvered around every piece of its armored plating.
They had only one target—the basketball-sized wound blasted open by the missile!
THWIP THWIP THWIP THWIP THWIP THWIP!
There was no violent explosion.
Only the six heart-stoppingly dull thuds of sharp blades sinking into flesh.
The six shells plunged into its body like six red-hot knives slicing through butter.
