The representatives of various countries on the ground were stunned!
This person could actually withstand poisoned darts!
"Holy cow!"
"This is unscientific!"
"Someone explain what on earth is happening!"
The R-side representative, refusing to believe it, had a soldier bring over a sniper rifle. He aimed at Li Xiaogong and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
A 12.7mm anti-materiel sniper round whistled through the air.
The moment Li Xiaogong heard the gunshot, he felt himself being lifted...
The force of the bullet pushed him away from his original position again, making it look as if he had been blown away by the wind.
The bullet didn't change direction!
Li Xiaogong watched with his own eyes as the projectile, about ten meters away from him, was caught by an invisible large hand.
The next second, the bullet fell powerlessly, its kinetic energy depleted...
"Damn it! Who gave you the guts to take a potshot at your Ninth Master!"
Li Xiaogong cursed loudly, his gaze directed towards the source of the gunshot.
With just a glance, he locked onto the R-side representative!
Among the crowd, only he held a sniper rifle!
"Your life!"
Li Xiaogong charged out of the formation, his Dragon Scale Sword beneath his feet, heading straight for him.
Upon seeing this, the R-side representative immediately cried out in alarm, "Take him down! Hurry, take him down!"
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The soldiers from various countries surrounding the venue immediately raised their weapons and opened fire on Li Xiaogong.
Bullets rained down on him.
However, such an attack caused Li Xiaogong no harm whatsoever.
Ninth Master was exhilarated!
"A bunch of ants, let this King teach you how to behave!"
Li Xiaogong's lips curved upwards, feeling that his current posture could charm countless maidens.
His communicator was always on. Li Shimin, on the flying fortress, twitched his mouth upon hearing this. You've been demoted to Duke, don't you have any self-awareness?
In the blink of an eye, Li Xiaogong had reached above the group of representatives. He leaped down from his Dragon Scale Sword, gripping the sword in his hand.
He didn't even need to make a move. These people, one way or another, carried iron objects on them, such as zippers on their clothes, belt buckles, and some even held firearms.
The moment he landed among the crowd, the repulsive force of the anti-magnetic backpack sent them into chaos, as if they were being blown by a fierce wind.
Li Xiaogong did not stop. He pressed on towards the person he had targeted earlier.
"How dare you take a shot at Ninth Master! You will die today!"
With that, he thrust out the Dragon Scale Sword in his hand.
"Baga yaro!"
The R-side representative's face turned deathly pale. He couldn't comprehend it!
This person could actually resist bullets, and even missile attacks!
This was simply a fantasy!
His Barrett rifle had already been flung away by the magnetic repulsive force. Now, with empty hands, he couldn't find anything suitable to resist with.
After a cry of alarm, he retreated incessantly.
The R-side soldiers next to him immediately rushed forward.
"Slay them!"
Li Xiaogong suddenly turned, his gaze filled with killing intent as he looked at them: "Ninth Master wondered who it was! It turns out to be a bunch of Japanese dogs!"
"Today, not a single one of you will leave alive!"
As his voice fell, he dashed behind the R-side representative and thrust his Dragon Scale Greatsword forward.
"Pfft..."
The tip of the sword was blunt, lacking even an edge, yet it was still plunged into the R-side representative's back.
The R-side representative stared in disbelief at the sword tip that had pierced through his back and emerged from his chest. He struggled to turn his head to look at Li Xiaogong.
"Ya...Ya...Yamete..."
Li Xiaogong let out a cold laugh, "Those three words, I prefer it when your women say them!"
With that, he instantly withdrew the Dragon Scale Sword, not even bothering to look at him again. He turned and charged towards the R-side soldiers.
The existence of the anti-magnetic backpack directly pulled the battlefield back from modern weaponry to close combat.
The representatives of various countries panicked!
Some fled in disarray, while others attempted to attack Li Xiaogong.
Just as Li Xiaogong was slicing through the R-side soldiers with his greatsword, a stone suddenly flew from somewhere!
"Bang!"
Li Ninth Master's body abruptly stopped. He frowned and touched the back of his head.
It was wet, and still warm...
Blood...
"Damn it! Who ambushed me again!"
He had never expected anyone to hit him with a stone...
The representative from the Y-side, who had thrown the stone, seeing that his unintentional action had actually injured the opponent, immediately shouted to the others.
"Throw stones at him! Hit him with stones!"
Everyone's eyes lit up. There was no shortage of anything here, but loose stones were everywhere on the ground.
The R-side soldiers also discarded their firearms and began throwing stones at Li Xiaogong from a distance...
The representatives did the same.
The scene dramatically shifted!
What had been a fierce battlefield suddenly resembled children playing house...
Li Xiaogong was dumbfounded!
Damn it, so many people throwing stones at him, he'd been hit five or six times in an instant!
He no longer had any time to kill and was forced to flee back into the sky in a sorry state.
Chai Shao and the others were all busy, none of them noticing his situation.
This was most vexing!
He looked down at the anti-magnetic device installed on the flying fortress. Ten LEDs, but only three were still lit.
The power consumption of this device was terrifying. In less than ten minutes, it had already depleted 70% of its battery.
Damn it, he had been careless!
He should have equipped the flying fortress with some ballistae!
If this stalemate continued, the outcome was foreseeable. Li Shimin immediately gave the order.
"Retreat!"
"All fighter jets return to the Great Tang to stand guard!"
"All others, follow me to the Central Plains!"