The aerial combat cha, designed specifically for air battles, engaged the Sub-King Level Special Winged Dragon head-on under the control of a Second Generation cha pilot, with the help of covering fire from the aerial formation.
Three fighter jet formations, accompanied by countless unmanned wingn, kept diving to attack the hills.
Loads of chanical Bodies leaped from the transport aircraft materializing in the sky, launching desperate attacks on the Beast Speaker’s subordinates.
The strength of these subordinates of the Beast Speaker was not weak;
but just as they had feared before, once on the ground, they stood little chance against the relentless barrage of human firepower and were effectively blocked on their path to support the Beast Speaker.
However, the Spiritual Ability Users from the Beast God Sect failed to notice that a silver-white flying sword had sohow joined the fray.
Two simple test tubes were taped to the flying sword.
The flying sword appeared silently and vanished without trace, constantly seeking out stronger Spiritual Ability Users from the Beast God Sect during the fierce battle, neither bursting with speed nor demonstrating power, but simply relying on its sharp edge, finding sneaky angles to make a quiet slash, before fleeing straight away.
The liquid in the test tubes was steadily decreasing.
One by one, Spiritual Ability Users from the Beast God Sect began to slow down, their bodies heavy and unresponsive, and they started to experience continuous dizziness.
Those who were physically strengthened Spiritual Ability Users fared better; Telekinesis Spirit Ability Users were already stumbling.
Even so had lost their ability to hover and fell on the other side of the hills, to be pounced upon and tightly grappled by chanical Bodies, which then self-destructed.
On the hills, an asymtric slaughter was taking place.
Inside the cargo hold of the transport aircraft, Wang Jixuan’s expression was unchanged, he continually swallowed Elixirs to maintain his body’s Mana at eighty percent.
This was the correct use of flying swords in this world.
He had also recently developed a few other plans, which he had rushed to implent in the past few days.
Put simply, it was the modularization of flying swords.
Using the flying sword as the power core, different modules could be attached, making it convenient to transport nuclear bombs or detectors.
His X-armor had undergone a slight upgrade, with many details added, such as a movable opening in the palm of his left hand, ready to release the flying sword at any ti.
Such were the details;
All details.
Daoist Master Wang waited briefly. The situation below had begun to stabilize, and half of the Beast God Sect’s subordinates were killed by explosions, with the remaining starting to flee underground.
They had abandoned their BOSS.
Wang Jixuan stood up, went to the entrance of the transport aircraft’s descent pathway, and motioned for Mu Dan to open the passage.
Mu Dan hurriedly said, "Sir, the Buddhist Temple Team can now take down the Beast Speaker, with the improvents you’ve made recently, their strength has increased significantly, and besides, the Black Shell Instructor is already on standby, his priority to strike is before yours."
"Mu Dan," Wang Jixuan retorted, "Would you risk your life for the pets you keep?"
Mu Dan was taken aback.
Wang Jixuan simply said, "We are waiting for the King-level Preacher, but the Beast Speaker as a bargaining chip is not enough. No matter, if the disciple of the No.4 Spirit Cultivator they recognize in their minds shows up, that King-level Preacher might... Open the cargo hold."
"But..."
"Execute the order."
"Yes, Sir... You look kind of scary right now."
Mu Dan said weakly, opening up the cargo hold of the transport aircraft.
Wang Jixuan, donned in X-armor, plunged straight down, adjusted his position in mid-air, and behind him burst out butterfly-shaped tail flas, bringing with him a ring of sonic boom clouds!
He crashed directly into the scene, a long spear in his hand, with flying swords revolving around him.
He looked up and stood up.
Wang Jixuan turned his gaze to the Beast Speaker, who had been tornted by the Sword Array until he was covered in wounds, his voice cold as the chilling wind of Jiu You, echoing through the battlefield.
"Was it you who said you wanted to kill ?"
The gravely injured Beast Speaker and the increasingly fierce Buddhist Temple Team were taken aback by his words.
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