The Pen That Can't Fly

In the twenty-seventh year of Hong Guang, the allied forces of seven nations invaded the Great Blue Dynasty.
Rifled muskets, mortars, and armored vehicles combined into a steel tide, were ultimately shattered by the Great Blue's armored cavalry.
Muscle, magic, firearms, cannons... the new and the old powers continuously collided.
In an era of great strife, Li Fei, with the help of a Ten Thousand Blood Bead, gradually became an existence akin to a BOSS:
'Is this the extent of your damage? You haven't even taken off one-thousandth of my health.'
'You don't think this is enough to kill me, do you?'
'Don't rush, the second phase is up next!'
......

This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!

"He should be blown to smithereens by now."


Just now, the crowd threw out more than twenty hand grenades at once. Even a Refining Strength Martial Master directly hit by them would certainly be dead beyond a doubt.


Suddenly, Yang Xuan, who was holding double axes, shouted loudly.


Everyone was startled and looked intently.


They could only see a tall figure faintly appearing through the smoke ahead.


This figure was at least two meters tall, bulky, and completely different from the Green-faced Ghost they had just seen.


Just as everyone was puzzled, with a dull sound, the tall figure burst through the smoke and charged toward them at an extremely fast speed!


More than sixty guards fired at the approaching figure.


However, the figure kept charging at them with undiminished speed, despite being hit by bullets and arrows.


Chapter 102: The Immortal Blood Demon_3