"Boom!"
With a loud blast that made Song Jian's ears buzz, he turned his head to see that less than a meter away, the Moon Essence Wheel had exploded into a splendid burst of light, shattered instantly by a sniper bullet.
Song Jian was astonished. The Moon Essence Wheel, an epic skill weapon formed by the condensation of all his Sword Qi, was hardly inferior to epic weapons. Yet such a weapon was blown apart by a bullet from a distant sniper. Without the Moon Essence Wheel, even if he had been at full health, he would have likely been severely injured by that shot. After all, no matter how strong he was, his body couldn't possibly be as tough as the material of an epic weapon.
A glint of light flashed across the distant cliff—an apparent reflection from the sniper's scope. Instinctively, Song Jian cast the Thousand Swords Art in that direction, and immediately hundreds of Spirit Swords rocketed out, enveloping a fifty- to sixty-meter radius of the opposite cliff.
