Yang Fei laughed heartily, his Wind and Fire Wings vibrating rapidly under his arms, with both arms spread open and palms facing upward.
One Tiger Head Golden Spear after another quickly formed within his palms.
These Tiger Head Golden Spears were condensed from the Qi of Geng Metal in the heavens and the earth.
As long as Yang Fei's Power of Myriad Realms did not deplete, he could produce as many as needed.
Swoosh!
Three or four missiles, trailing long plumes of fire, came hurtling toward Yang Fei, exceeding the speed of sound.
However, Yang Fei's Divine Thought moved even faster than lightning, almost instantly evading the attack.
The missiles missed and Yang Fei's Tiger Head Golden Spears were once again launched.
One streak of golden light after another shot towards the surrounding fighter jets, hitting without fail!
Boom, boom, boom...
Amidst explosion after explosion, seven or eight fighter jets were pierced by the Tiger Head Golden Spears, falling toward the ground.
