Chapter 79 Shooting Dead

Fan Feng's body was tense, and cold sweat had already begun to form on his forehead.

Although he was holding a sniper rifle, aiming at a cultivator named Wei Bin not far away, he felt as if he himself were the target, his fingers stiff and hesitant to touch the cold trigger, fearing an accidental shot that shouldn't be fired.

Because cultivators in the Spiritual Realm could easily dodge bullets.

Therefore, the sniper rifle in his hands was practically useless, having no deterrent power at all.

Wei Bin slightly raised his head, his smile growing colder. He looked at Fan Feng from a distance, and although he did nothing, the intent to kill was unmistakably emitted.

"Wei Bin, I'll take out that sniper. You handle the others here," said the sinister-looking man, who was nameless and whose identity no one knew. Among the wanderers in the Ruined District, he had a nickname, Blade.