These heavy tanks are specially used to deal with warriors, and each shell is also a revitalizing force.
Warriors can resist external objects, and their skin strength is comparable to steel. Most of the time it depends on how hard the skin itself is, but on a layer of energy that covers the skin.
The use of qi and energy by warriors is the most basic, and qi and energy are also varied. It can be transformed into swords and kill enemies, and can also be transformed into armor defense.
In such incompetence, in many cases, it is just a manifestation of some superb warriors covering the surface of the skin with the qi as thin as a cicada's wing.
Therefore, for such warriors, heavy tanks will have a great effect.
Generally speaking, no warrior can withstand a heavy tank attack head-on.
Therefore, Zhang Jun was quite confident.
Even if these shells cannot kill the powerful men of the Holy Mountain, it should be no big problem to beat them to a half-dead.
Zhang Jun raised his eyes and looked at him.
Like everyone else, he is blinded.
After a moment, the dust on the other side gradually fell to the ground, and the hazy scene became clear.
However, as the scene gradually became clear, people's expressions also changed.
There were expecting and confident ones, but in the end, everyone's expressions turned into panic and shock.
I saw the powerful men of the Holy Mountain step out of the dust and fog and heading here.
Everyone was at peace, with no damage on their bodies, and no sign of being bombarded by shells.
It seems that what these tanks fired was not shells, but air...
"How...but...can...can..."
Zhang Jun was stunned, his head was blank.
The others were also stunned.
Do dozens of heavy tanks pose no threat to these people?
What is the flesh of these people? If they were defending with energy, wouldn’t they have been smashed long ago?
"Is it... what they are hard about is not their energy, but their torso and their flesh?" Zhang Jun said blankly.
"What kind of monsters are these? What kind of monsters are they?"
"Why can't this be killed?"
"Even the artillery shells of the Dragon Group's troops can't be killed. How can we kill them with our swords?"
"What to do? What to do this time?"
People were terrified and shouted, and they were all wandering to the extreme, not knowing what to do.
The people in charge of the power clan were even more shocked and too lazy to pay attention to others, so they hurriedly took their subordinates back.
But at this moment, where can they retreat?
The powerful men of the Holy Mountain suddenly rose up, and rushed forward like blood-colored bulls, and suddenly accelerated and crashed into the crowd here.
They were extremely powerful. After hitting a person, they could actually smash the person's body into pieces, which was unstoppable.
These strong men did not use swords, but only used their arms to enter the crowd and waved wildly.
Every strike can kill people in a lifetime.
No one can bear their strength.
Once someone dies, they will immediately search for the person's heart and swallow it, as if these hearts are the most delicious food in their eyes.
People were extremely frightened and stared at them.
They found that this seemed not a fight, but a hunt.
A hunting of the powerful men of the Holy Mountain.
These people from the holy mountain at this moment can no longer be called human beings, and their actions are no longer to defend the holy mountain and protect the chief genius.