"008, proceed as planned, and don't hold back just because the target is a single person."
"008 received!"
The helicopter of Tianji lowered its altitude, two machine guns protruded out, and fired at the target.
At the same time.
Several shells were launched from the camp.
These shells traveled at supersonic speeds, often hitting the target before the sound could be heard.
And the shells,
came in more than one batch!
"Boom!"
With flames bursting out, shells were ignited one after another.
The ruin on the mountain peak.
Fang Zheng stood in the center, looking up at the approaching helicopter with an unshaken expression.
"Modern weapons..."
"If a Martial Artist from the Otherworld encountered this without knowing, they'd definitely suffer a big loss."
"What a pity!"
He sighed softly, slowly raising his hand.
Five Thunders Hand!
"Boom!"
A blinding flash of lightning erupted from his palm, transforming into a thunderball that rushed forward, expanding immediately.
