Sistine's momentum suddenly got cut off, leaving her bewildered as she stared blankly at Zhang Xiaobo...

Is the Revolver Gun God really that fierce? A few bullets to halt Sistine. What's more puzzling is why Xiu Yi, who was attacking the royals, would come at us.

Honestly, among those present, the only one who could ascertain Feng Yi's identity was the Blade Warrior. Even for Xiu Yi and the others, this sudden divine intervention was nothing short of astonishing. Though their builds were similar, considering the distance and the shadow from the hat brim concealing his true face, it's understandable they couldn't identify him.

"Sistine, are you giving up already? Stall him!"

As the words were spoken, the Ancient Queen Elysis had already made her move. She too could sense Rafael's formidable presence. However, her target wasn't Feng Yi but rather Xiu Yi. Xiu Yi's recent domineering Thunderbolt Blade left her rattled. If that kid were to catch everyone off guard again, the outcome of this battle would be unpredictable. Therefore, after a brief consideration, Elysis decided to deal with Xiu Yi before focusing on the latter.

The Black Wing, with her wings broken in two, had nothing more to say. Nearly losing her sanity, she charged toward Xiu Yi without a word.

With Sistine blocking the front, Xiu Yi's team was in a precarious situation. How should they break the siege now?

Feng Yi squinted his eyes, nearly shutting them tight, as a crisp snap echoed. The rapidly revolving revolver in his hand abruptly stopped, and in a flash, he chuckled: "Ladies, at least show some respect for me."

Gathering dark force at the center point, Feng Yi's wrist suddenly exerted power. With his pupils constricted, he hurled the revolver, shouting, "Eagle Strike Reversal."

Sistine would naturally not allow Rafael to disrupt the royal's actions. At the instant Feng Yi launched the Eagle Strike, she leaped forward with a spear thrusting through the air, seemingly attempting to swat the revolver away.

Clang...

A sharp clang resonated as sparks flew scattered... However, when the weapons made contact, not only did Sistine fail to knock the revolver down, but the rapid rotation of the golden spear spun her into a stagger... Damn it! What kind of throwing force is required to swing her body aside like that?

Bang bang bang bang... The revolver soared through the air, flying in an arching trajectory as if it had eyes, generating a spiral airflow in the void.

Whoosh... The Eagle Strike first hit Elysis's unguarded body. Upon impact, it bounced unpredictably toward the Black Wing Queen, increasingly accelerating in rotation, akin to a roaring beast endlessly leaping around the two.

Whoosh pop pop pop pop pop... After several ricochets, with a buzzing sound that sliced through the air, another crisp pop announced the return of the flaming red revolver to Feng Yi's hand.

But after friction with the air, the revolver's temperature rose to several hundred degrees. The moment he caught it, Feng Yi jumped in place, tossing the weapon in a comical panic! Damn, it's scorching hot. After pulling off that cool move, he ended up getting burned by his own hot gun! Both he and his revolver were stunned!

Sistine glanced at Elysis, then at the Black Wing Queen. Within the blink of an eye, both figures suffered severe injuries, making it hard to believe. Narrowing her cold eyes slightly, she murmured to Feng Yi, "Who exactly are you?"

"Rafael, the Revolver Gun God Rafael."

"Gun God?" Sistine laughed with partial disdain, "Can a Gun God without a gun still be considered a Gun God? It's beyond me why you'd abandon your weapon." She gestured with her spear, pointing at Rafael's revolver lying on the ground.

"Let's just stop fighting." Rafael extended his hands, indicating he wanted a truce.

Sistine's smile carried a hint of smugness, "What, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid, close-range Body Technique is also one of my fortes. You can't beat me, so why not surrender?"

This...? Initially thought this person was powerful and defiant, expecting remarkable insights, but who knew it was merely bluff. Sistine was done wasting words with him and quickly thrust her spear straight at Feng Yi's face with a Flying Meteor Thrust.

Who would've thought in that instant, the opponent didn't dodge or evade but instead advanced with a misstep, raising dust as he made a bare-handed move.

Seizing someone's weapon isn't so easy; does he not want his hands? Sistine promptly switched the spear from a thrust to a spin, the unstoppable spearhead seemed intent on shredding Feng Yi's fingers.

However, Feng Yi didn't actually touch the spear, "Storm Stance." Uttering these words, a force the size of a bowl mysteriously condensed in his hand just as contact was about to be made. Due to the massive horizontal span, the spear instantly ceased its spin.

As if grabbing and dismantling an invisible hand, a sudden yank sent Sistine tumbling backward, her spear stolen in the blink of an exchange.

Sistine hadn't realized how much strength she had used nor unleashed her potential, yet the battle seemed to conclude. At least, in a sense, the opponent's ability seemingly surpassed everyone.

Do not forget, he is a gunman, irrefutably a gunman. Could a long-range profession outmatch others in close combat? Aside from raw strength, it seemed his combat experience was remarkably robust.

In her Dark Chloe state, she was utterly powerless to resist. To verify this slightly terrifying notion, Sistine decided to test with her own body, propelling forward once more, deploying wings in the void, cutting toward Feng Yi like a blade while simultaneously bombarding him with thousands of needle-like feathers, a comprehensively unavoidable assault.

Boom...

At the critical moment, a mighty force blasted forward, Sistine could sense the potent charge hitting her face. Under the domain's pressure, the needles crumbled upon nearing Feng Yi.

At the center of the magnetic storm stood Rafael, his body remaining motionless.

With the magnetic field's strength continuously shifting, the color of the force field alternated between dark, light, red, and glowing. Such immense power was beyond anything Sistine had ever witnessed, akin perhaps only to the legendary ancestors.

"It's you!"

At this instant, as Feng Yi unleashed his aura, that familiar presence was no longer concealed. After all, even if Feng Yi could easily fend off Sistine, the rotund companion and the Blade Warrior couldn't withstand such concentrated attacks, so he no longer intended to hide.

Nevertheless, to preemptively prevent Sistine from revealing his identity, he lunged in the nick of time, swiftly delivering a chop to Sistine's neck...

It was too fast; Feng Yi's motions were abrupt and indefensible. Even though Sistine, as the opponent, was fully alert, she was unable to guard against the direct frontal assault. Sistine's carotid artery briefly ceased blood supply, causing an instant loss of consciousness...

The chubby man's mouth dropped wide enough to fit an ostrich egg, looking as if he'd seen a ghost: "Hero, warrior, you..." Zhang Xiaobo cried, so overwhelmed he couldn't utter a single word.

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