PFC Chapter 445 I'm going to chop you off! 6-in- Bead, Crack!
Chapter 445 I'm going to chop you off! 6-in- Bead, Crack!
"You...what the hell are you?!"
Ma Xianhong's voice was a little distorted due to his excitement.
He suddenly raised his hands, with the Qi light flickering at his fingertips, trying to regain control of the Liuhe Pearl.
The six-color light on the light shield is flowing faster.
The tiny cracks on the node that had just begun to heal seemed to have stabilized.
But Ma Xianhong's heart cannot be as stable as the Liuhe Pearl.
Feng Baobao's existence and her incredible method just now were like a thorn in my heart.
It was deeply embedded in the cognitive system that he was proud of.
The divine machine is refined hundreds of times, the pinnacle of refining equipment, it controls everything and has a deep understanding of its principles.
But the behavior of this woman in front of him could not be explained by common sense or any knowledge he had!
Ma Xianhong stared at Feng Baobao with a changeable look in his eyes.
Angry, confused, and a hint of fear that he himself was unwilling to admit.
This woman... is definitely the biggest variable!
Must... must deal with her first!
Ma Xianhong took a deep breath and suppressed the turmoil in his heart.
His eyes gradually became cold and dangerous.
He took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and his eyes gradually became cold and dangerous.
Just when Ma Xianhong's murderous intent was rising and he was ready to activate the Liuhe Pearl at all costs to kill Feng Baobao first.
Within the light shield.
Under the gazes of the crowd, who were either surprised or suspicious, Feng Baobao said nothing.
He just calmly stretched out his hand and reached for his waist.
She pulled out a short knife from there.
It was a very simple and unremarkable knife.
After it was pulled out, the blade was exposed, which was also dull and dull, without any brilliance.
It seems like just a piece of unpolished iron, and even has a somewhat rough texture.
"Knife?" Wang Zhenqiu blinked, his face full of confusion.
"Sister Baoer, why did you take out a knife? This broken shield can't even bounce off the Qi bullets, so it's useless to cut it."
Zhang Chulan was also stunned. He looked at the plain dagger in Feng Baobao's hand, his heart full of confusion.
What is Sister Baoer going to do?
Using this knife that looks like an antique to cut the light shield of the Liuhe Pearl? How could this be effective?
A gleam of light flashed across Xiao Zizai's slightly narrowed eyes.
He didn't say anything, but just watched Feng Baobao's movements and the strange dagger in her hand more attentively.
Clarinet also stopped shooting, his arm holding the clarinet dropped slightly, his eyes fell on the knife.
Even Old Meng, who was slumped on the ground, subconsciously raised his head and looked at it blankly.
Feng Baobao seemed oblivious to the reactions of those around her.
She clenched the dark dagger in her hand, her eyes still filled with the same eternal emptiness.
The next moment, her figure moved.
There is nothing fancy, no surging of Qi, only a speed and determination that is pure to the extreme.
The arm was raised, and the short knife drew a simple and direct trajectory.
Swing the sword and chop down!
The direction of the blade was not the weak point that Zhang Chulan had previously identified, nor was it the crack that Black Tube had been attacking continuously.
Instead, he slashed straight at the light curtain in front of him that was glowing with six colors and looked indestructible!
"Hmph, stupid!"
Outside the light shield, Ma Xianhong saw this and couldn't help but curl up a trace of cold sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
"You want to use a broken knife..."
His words stopped abruptly.
The sarcasm on his face froze instantly.
Instead, there was shock and horror that was countless times stronger than when he saw Feng Baobao cut off the Qi connection!
The pupil suddenly shrank into a needle tip!
"Hey!"
There was a slight but sharp sound, like cloth being torn.
Feng Baobao's dull dagger slashed down on the light curtain that was flowing with six colors of light.
There was no expected energy collision, no forceful bounce, and no silent absorption like the previous attacks.
Where the blade passed, the seemingly invisible and indestructible light curtain,
It actually left a clearly visible "scar" as if a real object had been cut!
The scar was neither deep nor long.
But it suddenly appeared on the light screen, and even a very slight distortion could be seen at the edge.
It was as if space itself was cut open by this simple stroke of the knife.
Outside the light shield, the sneer on Ma Xianhong's face completely froze, as if he was wearing a mask of horror.
His mouth was slightly open, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
He stared intently at the knife mark on the light screen that was slowly moving and trying to heal.
"No...impossible..."
He muttered to himself, his voice as dry as sandpaper.
"What is that...what kind of knife is that?!"
His magical machine can analyze, refine, and control all things, but the prerequisite is to understand their composition and have insight into their principles.
But the scene before my eyes, that ordinary-looking dagger,
That simple and direct slash was completely beyond his understanding!
The energy barrier formed by the Liuhe beads is essentially a highly condensed and orderly flowing Qi.
Theoretically, only stronger Qi or special means of breaking the law can shake it.
But this knife...it seems to ignore the rules of energy.
It directly affects the "existence" of the barrier itself!
Everyone inside the light shield was stunned by this sudden scene.
"I rely on!"
Wang Zhenqiu was the first to scream, his eyes wide open.
"Really...really did it work?! Sister Baoer, what's the origin of your knife?!"
Zhang Chulan's face was full of disbelief. He looked at Feng Baobao.
He looked at the knife mark on the light curtain that was slowly healing, and his mind was in a mess.
"Sister Baoer... this..."
There was an unprecedented sharp light flashing in Xiao Zizai's slightly narrowed eyes.
He did not yell like Wang Zhenqiu, but stared closely at the knife mark and the inconspicuous short knife in Feng Baobao's hand.
Seems to be analyzing something.
"Cutting... is not a destruction at the energy level, but more like... a severance at the rule level?"
He muttered to himself, his brows furrowed.
Clarinet's arm holding the clarinet tightened slightly. He looked at the knife mark, then at Feng Baobao, who still had no expression on her face.
There was a barely perceptible hint of strangeness in his eyes.
Even Lao Meng, who was slumped on the ground, struggled to raise his head.
He stared blankly at the knife mark that was gradually becoming lighter, and a glimmer of hope reappeared in his empty eyes.
Feng Baobao was still unaware of everyone's reaction. She just calmly put away the dagger.
His empty eyes once again fell on the slowly healing knife scar, as if judging something.
"Stop it! Stop it and fix it!"
Zhang Chulan was the first to react. Although he was still weak, he immediately forced himself to shout,
"Brother Guan Er! That's the spot!"
Upon hearing this, Hei Guan'er raised his arm again without any hesitation, almost at the same time as Zhang Chulan finished speaking.
"boom!"
This time, the Qi bomb no longer randomly attacks a certain point on the light shield.
Instead, it shot at the healing knife scar with incredible precision!
"boom!"
The Qi bomb hit the knife mark, making a louder sound than any previous one.
The light shield trembled violently, and the knife scar that was slowly healing,
Under the impact of the Qi bomb, instead of continuing to heal,
Instead, it seemed as if it was torn apart again, with tiny rays of light bursting out from the edges!