Boom boom boom!
A terrifying barrage of firepower sweeps towards Xu Fan once again. Xu Fan grits his teeth, dodging with all his might while accelerating his descent.
Originally, if it weren't for the hundreds of passengers in his hands, Xu Fan could kill the enemy like taking candy from a baby. He could wait for their firepower to exhaust and resist a volley, slaying all his foes completely!
However, Xu Fan's goal wasn't rely to kill the enemies but to find clues to the mastermind behind them through their actions!
Thus, Xu Fan didn't choose to kill everyone imdiately! Instead, at the critical mont, the passengers leapt towards Ghost Gate Pass, with Xu Fan's intervention to save them turning into a burden, leaving his strength unused and his speed restrained, causing him to be suppressed.
"No way! The ten fighter jets must be destroyed completely!"
Due to caring for the passengers, Xu Fan's descent speed naturally couldn't match the fighter jets. The endless firepower continues to pour onto Xu Fan, and he can only endure it. At this rate, the passengers will all be dead before they even reach the ground!
Xu Fan isn't truly at risk; even if his Spiritual Power runs low, under the protection of his terrifying body and Golden Silk Armor, he would at most just suffer so injuries. But if the passengers lose Xu Fan's Spiritual Power protection, they'd be mowed down instantly.
So, a counterattack is necessary!
"I got it!"
Under the suppression of gunfire and heavy artillery, Xu Fan's eyes flash with inspiration, having co up with a plan.
"Kill!"
With a furious roar, Xu Fan charges upward towards the ten fighter jets, defying the terrifying firepower suppressing him.
This scene stupefies everyone!
"Heavy weapon suppression!"
"Ascend quickly! Increase distance!"
"Don't let the target get close, or we're dead!"
One after another, the fighter jets hurriedly climb, while dreadful heavy weaponry recklessly sprays towards Xu Fan. Xu Fan's display of terrifying strength today has filled everyone with dread, only managing slight advantages due to the burdenso passengers in Xu Fan's grasp.
If Xu Fan were truly pushed to desperation and disregarded the passengers, none would escape his pursuit!
Everyone has beco as frightful birds, already intimidated by Xu Fan's sheer power, preventing him from getting close.
Oddly, despite Xu Fan's desperate posture and clear killing intent, upon increasing his altitude by rely a few ters—seeing all ten fighter jets climb higher and unleash their firepower—he unexpectedly retreats and falls downward at even greater speed!
Ascending and descending, they rapidly create considerable distance!
"Tricked! The target doesn't want mutual destruction!"
"Damn it! The target is accelerating! If we don't pursue rapidly, the chance to kill will be lost forever!"
"Chase quickly!"
The fighter jets speedily chase down Xu Fan below, while Xu Fan appears determined to constantly increase his descent speed, seemingly ignoring the passengers' fate!
"No! The target seems compromised, eager to escape!"
"Look! The golden shine on the passengers is dimming, about to fall off, the target's Spiritual Power must be nearly depleted!"
"The target is rely at the Vajra Realm, Spiritual Power should have been exhausted by now! This is the pri mont to kill, mustn't miss it!"
"Accelerate and chase!"
Boom boom boom!
Each fighter jet unleashing firepower, like bolts of lightning, hastily pursues Xu Fan below! With Xu Fan's Spiritual Power nearly exhausted, there's naturally little threat remaining! As long as the firepower continues, Xu Fan's impressive defense will eventually be breached!
Moreover, dozens of cultivator elites are prid and ready, waiting to close in and slay Xu Fan instantly!
Seeing this scene, a smile finally appears on Xu Fan's lips.
Bang!
The blazing Fire Wings suddenly unfold; Xu Fan, initially plumting rapidly, halts almost like an open parachute in mid-air! anwhile, the surging Divine Sense invisibly forms a barrage of arrows, frantically raining upwards!
Simultaneously, Xu Fan, like a roc, beats his Fire Wings, suddenly charging upward!
"Not good!"
At the instant Xu Fan halts, those previously pursuing him with all their might now find themselves engulfed in terror, pilots frantically struggle to elevate the fighter jets!
However, how could the initially descending jets instantly respond and ascend?
"Block the target!"
Each cultivator finally strikes, a berserk barrage crazily slaps towards Xu Fan, attempting to halt his attack!
However, Xu Fan rely leaves them with an enigmatic smile, swiftly abandoning the attack, instantly darting away to the side.
What… is Xu Fan up to?
Shhh!
Each cultivator stands frozen, until faint sounds echo, then they turn to look back, just one glance, and they are shaken to the core, their souls lost, utterly horrified!
Within the sealed fighter jets, and protected pilots inside, they are suddenly, as if struck by a bizarre ailnt, all bleeding from the seven orifices and dead!
Dozens die simultaneously! Such eerie scenes surely horrify the cultivators!
Even more terrifying is not a single pilot survived; all died, bleeding from the seven orifices, completely wiped out!
aning, not one remains to pilot the fighter jets! Without pilots, the jets are as good as scrap tal!
A group now stands thousands of ters above ground on rapidly descending, unpiloted scrap tal, the outco… is self-evident.
"Who can fly a fighter jet? Take control quickly, or the high fall will doom us all!"
"Who has ti to study such things among cultivators?"
"Dozens died simultaneously! So still protected within the cockpits! How is this possible? What did Xu Fan do?"
"Ergency equipnt! Find ergency equipnt, we still have a sliver of chance!"
At ten thousand ters altitude, cultivators can indeed move freely, show their might over ordinary passengers. However, the premise is having a fighter jet as a base! Now the jets are untouched by Xu Fan, yet the pilots are completely dead, leaving the cultivators with no footing!
A fall from thousands of ters, not only for these cultivators, even a Mysterious Light Realm expert faces near-certain death!
Furthermore… with Xu Fan suppressed for a thousand ters by firepower, how could he possibly allow a peaceful landing for these few?
Just as the cultivators, like ants on a hot pan, scramble to find ergency equipnt to escape, a calm voice leisurely echoes in their ears.
"Need a hand, gentlen?"
All the cultivators look up in horror, staring ahead to see Xu Fan, Fire Wings blazing, hands empty by his sides, leisurely watching them with a smile of apprehension.
Cold sweat instantly drenches the cultivators' backs!
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