BOOM!
The moment the man on the mountaintop was slain, a second cannonball was fired. Although the projectile appeared small, its power was immense. Zhou Dalong knew that a shell like this had enough power to level a small hill.
"Look out! Intercept it, quickly!" Zhou Dalong suddenly shouted, his face a mask of horror.
The cannonball was heading straight for them.
They didn't possess Lin Mu's terrifying strength, which allowed him to slice a cannonball in half with his sword; they could only try to intercept it with modern weapons. But in that instant, they had no time to react. All they could do was watch helplessly as the cannonball hurtled toward them.
"We're finished!"
This was the only thought left in their minds. Even Xiang Yunlong felt a surge of despair.
However, just then, Lin Mu darted out in midair like a Ghost Charm. His form shot forward, and he kicked the cannonball.
