"This is the place."
Han Feng let out a cold smile.
He didn't even bother to descend, opening his weapons systems directly from an altitude of three thousand meters.
"First, a little welcoming gift for you."
DAKKA DAKKA DAKKA!
The two six-barreled electromagnetic machine cannons instantly spat furious tongues of flame.
Countless special armor-piercing bullets, infused with condensed Sword Aura, rained down like a storm of death upon the seemingly peaceful tribal settlement below.
Each bullet trailed a silver tail flame, tearing through the pink mist and blasting deep craters into the ground.
Wooden houses were instantly torn to shreds, and the ground was plowed into ghastly trenches.
The silent night was instantly detonated!
Shrill screams and furious roars erupted from below.
The next moment, a familiar spiritual fluctuation shot up into the sky, heading straight for Han Feng inside the cockpit.
