Omnipotent Cellphone

They were not Martial Cultivator. Their hearing, vision, eyesight, etc. belonged to the category of ordinary people. When they used the Floating Light Flash, it was very difficult for them to see their own figures clearly with their naked eyes.    

    

As a result, it was simply a pipe dream for them to aim and shoot themselves with their guns again.    

    

At the same moment.    

    

Jiang Xiaobai's action made everyone present feel like their brains were about to shatter! An indescribable shock!    

    

Being targeted by forty to fifty mercenaries with guns, they still dared to make the first move?    

    

Was he still human?    

    

Not only were the guests present, but even Hong Ting was shocked. In the chaotic Amazon Forest and African continent, he had led the Fury Ocean Mercenary Group on many life and death missions and faced many terrifying enemies.    

    

But if he was shocked, if it was unexpected, then it was only this twenty-something year old youth in front of him.    

    

Hong Ting didn't expect Jiang Xiaobai to be the first one to launch an attack under the pressure of forty to fifty guns.    

    

"F * ck!" In the distance, Lee Zhengshou's hair was about to stand up. Seeing Jiang Xiaobai make his move, his face flushed red like blood. He finally managed to force out the word "f * * k".    

    

"Puff puff puff …"    

    

In the blink of an eye, a series of soft sounds appeared in the silent scene.    

    

The sounds were continuous, as if they were playing a strange tune.    

    

Along with the voice, the forty to fifty mercenaries behind Hong Ting started to emit dazzling, bright red light …    

    

It was a scene of blood dancing in the air.    

    

In that split-second, all of their wrists were deeply submerged by the Broken Xuan Sword in Jiang Xiaobai's hands.    

    

Then …    

    

"Ding ding ding …"    

    

There was another series of crisp sounds, the sound of many guns dropping to the ground.    

    

The whole process seemed to take at most three breaths.    

    

The moment Jiang Xiaobai stopped, the horrifying thing was that from beginning to end, not only did forty to fifty mercenaries not even use their guns to hit Jiang Xiaobai, they didn't even fire a single shot.    

    

Jiang Xiaobai's speed was too fast, so fast that it exceeded their reaction speed when they shot. On the other hand, there was no target, so how could they shoot?    

    

And then …    

    

Jiang Xiaobai stopped!    

    

That devilish figure finally stopped and stood there. He gently wiped the blood off the Broken Xuan Sword and his expression was calm, even his heart was calm.    

    

Until this moment, "Ah Ah Ah Ah..." Only then did the forty to fifty mercenaries suddenly feel an excruciating pain. It came from their wrists. All of their wrists had been cut off. Amidst the fresh blood, it was a terrible sight to behold.    

    

The miserable shrieks of forty to fifty mercenaries made one's scalp go numb, especially when paired with the puddles of blood.    

    

What was even more frightening was that the wounds on the wrists of the forty to fifty mercenaries, regardless of width, length, or position, seemed to have been carved out of the same mold.    

    

What did this mean? This showed that Jiang Xiaobai's sword techniques had already exceeded the limits of his mind!    

    

There was only one person in the entire Raging Sea Mercenary Company who was still unharmed. It was Hong Ting.    

    

At this moment, standing not too far away from Jiang Xiaobai, Hong Ting felt as though he was suffocating.    

    

It was as if he was having an asthma attack. His face was flushed as he held onto his chest. He tried his best to breathe, but the extreme fear was like a thorn stuck in his throat, preventing him from breathing.