Sword King In A Women's World

As the gunshots echoed, Chu Qing coughed up blood and stepped back, while the Martial Supervisor fell lifelessly. He couldn’t believe his eyes as Chu Qing, against all odds, pulled out a sword from his wound.

Even in his final moments, the Martial Supervisor couldn’t comprehend what had happened. How was it possible for a three-foot-long sword to be concealed within his flesh? It was simply unbelievable. He was fated to never know the answer. That sword was one of Chu Qing’s two most powerful weapons.

With Chu Qing’s current level of cultivation, his sword power accounted for less than 1%, but it was still enough to kill the Martial Supervisor. The Desolate Sword technique was different from the Prosperous Flourish, as it only utilized a single sword. When the sword was unsheathed, the Martial Supervisor appeared unharmed but completely devoid of vitality.

Chu Qing was hit by the Martial Supervisor’s gunshot. He put away his rusty sword and sat on the ground. Looking at the gunshot wound on his shoulder, his expression was extremely solemn. Logically speaking, the one who died when facing the Martial Supervisor would definitely not be him. However, from the beginning, Chu Qing’s sense of danger had never weakened.

Chu Qing couldn’t comprehend why, but he finally understood when he saw the gun. The sense of danger he had felt earlier originated from this particular firearm, which held some unique properties.

There were no guns in the cultivation world, but Chu Qing knew that the power of guns was really useless in the cultivation world. Therefore, even if there were guns in the cultivation world, they would not be used on a large scale.

Because a finger force released by a cultivator was already comparable to a bullet, so there was no need to use a gun. However, tonight, the Martial Supervisor’s shot was different from ordinary guns.

The bullet shot out by this gun made Chu Qing smell death. This was something other guns could not do at all. The bullet pierced through Chu Qing’s protective sword array and hit his shoulder, creating a bowl-sized wound.

If not for the sword array blocking it, half of Chu Qing’s shoulder would probably have been shattered. This was only secondary. The most troublesome thing was that Chu Qing felt that his left shoulder had completely lost feeling, including his left arm.

The vitality on his left shoulder was rapidly diminishing. At this rate, his body would deteriorate in less than half an hour. Chu Qing had no desire to die. Apart from possessing and undergoing a rebirth, he had no other options.

Chu Qing did not want to take that step, so he gathered all the spiritual energy in his body to his left shoulder and sealed the strange aura lingering in the wound to prevent it from spreading.

After treating his wound and stabilizing it, Chu Qing was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely. He forced himself to stand up, walked to the Martial Supervisor’s side, and picked up the gun that almost killed him.

After examining the gun, Chu Qing realized that it was actually an ordinary firearm. What made it extraordinary was the bullet that struck him. The Martial Supervisor only possessed one of those bullets. The bullet had already shattered into fragments inside Chu Qing’s body, but he discovered a shell near the Martial Supervisor’s corpse.

It was a special shell with fine blue patterns on the surface. Chu Qing discovered an aura that annihilated life on the shell. He was enlightened. This kind of bullet was probably made to deal with martial artists.

After all, ordinary firearms were not much of a threat to martial artists. However, this special bullet was mixed with a special metal. It could cause great damage to martial artists as if it was tempered with poison. Of course, this metal was much more poisonous than ordinary poison.

Chu Qing had a deep understanding of this. Fortunately, it was him today. Otherwise, if it were any other martial artist, they would definitely be dead by now. After knowing the basic situation, Chu Qing urgently needed to recuperate, so he naturally could not waste time.

After handling the aftermath and making it appear as if the Martial Supervisor and the Ma family had perished together in a fight, Chu Qing recalled what the Martial Supervisor had been searching for. He quickly turned around and began searching for it before leaving the scene.

Damn it, he had suffered so much for no reason at night. If he did not gain anything, he would be letting himself down. In any case, both parties were dead. It would be a waste not to take it.

Just like that, the item that the Martial Supervisor had desperately sought ended up in Chu Qing’s possession. Chu Qing retrieved the item, wrapped in a black cloth bag, from the trunk.

He was at a loss for words. The object that had caused the conflict between the two sides turned out to be ambrosia. Was it a twist of fate? Chu Qing didn’t dwell on it and decided it was best to leave the scene quickly. He took the items and made a swift departure..