Chapter 77: The Sixteen-Year-Old Martial Venerable?

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

The captain of the Imperial Guards couldn't help but rage in humiliation, waving his hand, "Fire the cannon!"

Boom!

A Purple Crystal Cannon fired immediately towards Shi Hao, its speed so fast that even a Martial Sect had no chance to react.

However, Shi Hao, still a senior Martial Sect in realm, had far surpassed this level in strength. With a light shout, his figure leaped forward, and with a punch, the cannonball exploded on impact. The fragments did not fly backward but scattered into the sky.

"Considering you are just following orders, I will spare you this time. Dare to strike again, and you shall be killed without mercy!" Shi Hao said coldly.

He would warn only once—whoever dared to strike at him again, he would kill!

The squad of Imperial Guards wet themselves in fear.

To catch a Purple Crystal Cannon barehanded, to blast it apart and send it flying without sustaining a scratch on himself—

My god!

Is this really a Martial Sect?

Impossible!