Following several deafening loud noises, Masahiro and his son were blown away by the air wave on the spot, and countless bricks and stones turned into shrapnel and hit them.
Normal people would have turned into meat long ago, but Masahiro and his son stood up as if nothing had happened.
The two of them were born, exchanged blood, and were not directly hit by artillery shells. Apart from some damage to their clothes, they were not seriously injured.
But when they looked back, they immediately choked...
I saw that the majestic Mahavira Palace had been turned into a radiating pile of construction waste!
The Main Hall is the face of a temple, equivalent to the living room of a house.
This one in Xuanzang Temple has a construction area of 3,000 square meters, so it’s needless to mention its splendor.
But now it was in ruins! One thousand monks suffered heavy casualties!
Only a few dozen people struggled out of the ruins, looking at the host in a panic and panic, and it was shocking that there was not even one left alive!
"Shell attack!?"
Masahiro immediately realized what happened.
But the nightmare has just begun, the bombardment will not last only one round!
There was a vague sky-piercing trajectory on the skyline, and six more artillery shells roared towards us.
One of them went straight towards Masahiro!
"Master of God Refining!"
Masahiro was right, this cannonball was controlled by Lu Li.
Including the first round of shelling just now, it was Lu Li who controlled the shells and hit the center of the Main Hall.
After all, this was the first time the cannon was fired, and the artillery itself was also dispersed. The cannonballs fired by Xiaocha and the puppet only touched the edge of the main hall.
But the 50-meter killing radius of this thing is not originally required to be as accurate as a gun.
At this moment, Xiaocha loaded the second shell in less than 4 seconds, adjusted the "direction gear" slightly, and then opened fire.
She stared at the drone's remote control screen carefully. From a condescending God's perspective, she saw a cannonball whizzing past with a white trajectory that broke through the air, and landed right in the center of the surviving monks.
A huge wave of earth and rock 30 meters high rose up, and all the monks within a 30-meter radius were torn to pieces by the shock wave on the spot. The higher the level of cultivation, the more complete the corpses.
Xiaocha cheered, and then the other five cannons fired one after another.
The shells flew past with a terrifying roar, turning into explosion images on the tablet.
Based on the image, you can know whether the shot is accurate and how to adjust the trajectory.
Xiaocha has already controlled the drone to keep an eye on Masahiro.
I want to see the results of the mental cannon controlled by my man.
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Terrifying shells fell one after another around Masahiro, exploding into huge waves of death.
He ignored it and just stared at the missile that was constantly adjusting its trajectory in the sky and heading straight for him!
The speed of the cannonball was nearly twice the speed of sound. Masahiro only had three seconds to react from the moment he discovered the cannonball.
But this man had a good attitude and didn't panic or move at all.
Just when he was only a hundred meters away from the cannonball, he suddenly exerted force, smashed the ground and moved 50 meters away in the blink of an eye.
At such a short distance, Lu Li didn't have time to do much before the shell hit the ground and detonated, at least 30 meters away from Zhenghong.
With the physique of an innate warrior, the shock waves and shrapnel at such a distance would only mess up his hair, if he had any.
"Relying only on your body's reaction, you can dodge my attack at the minimum cost. It's amazing!"
The opponent was very strong, but Lu Li was just testing the attack just now, and the main show would begin next.
He boarded the gunship and shouted:
"All artillery pieces are loaded with mental shells and are waiting for my order to fire!"
The propeller stirred up strong winds, and the "Hind" flew into the sky.
Xiaocha looked surprised: "This thing flies so fast! Why have you never heard of this kind of airplane?"
After all, it is an armed helicopter, and the "Hind" can reach a speed of 330 kilometers per hour!
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At the same time, Masahiro also confirmed the enemy's position through the direction in which the shells were flying.
"The thief is 20 miles due east!"
What happened today was definitely not going to go well, so Masahiro immediately deployed his body skills and rushed over at full speed.
He hit the air with a loud sound and reached a speed of over 400 kilometers per hour!
Fortunately, Lu Li saw the opportunity very quickly and flew out with an armed helicopter immediately, intercepting it halfway.
"What the hell is this? A plane?"
Masahiro was stunned for a moment, and then he saw an "iron egg" falling from the iron lump in the sky, spraying violent tail flames.
This is the AT6 missile launched by Lu Li. Not only is it eye-catching, but its flight speed is only over 200 meters/second.
The two sides were 1 kilometer apart, so Masahiro had enough reaction time to dodge easily.
And Lu Li didn't expect subsonic weapons, he was just testing them.
He turned the Gatling gun under the nose and fired.
With a rate of fire of 2,000 rounds per minute, 12.7mm bullets form a barrage of fire.
Even the blood-changing warrior had to be beaten into a colander, but the blow on Masahiro could only knock out a stream of sparks and leave some scratches.
Only a bullet with an extremely good angle can penetrate the skin, but it will inevitably get stuck in the muscles.
Masahiro covered his head and face with one hand, picked up a basketball-sized stone from the ground with the other hand, stretched his arms and threw it violently!
The stone exploded into a circle of white air waves, which was powerful enough to shoot down a helicopter!
With a thought in Lu Li's mind, the "Shadow Sword" flew out from the cab, splitting the stone into pieces with a flash of cold light.
"Flying sword!"
Masahiro's eyes turned cold, and he immediately knew that the real master was in the plane, and also knew the other party's cultivation level:
"The sword just exceeded the speed of sound... fetal breath! [Four Spirits], right? You think you can cross the border and kill the enemy with aircraft firearms? What a dream!"
The words were clearly transmitted to an altitude of 500 meters, and Lu Li could hear them clearly.
Immediately afterwards, Masahiro kept taking stones from the ground and throwing them into the sky, and kicked stones into the sky with his feet.
Boulders as big as basketballs roared towards them. Lu Li controlled the helicopter to avoid them and chopped them with his flying sword at the same time.
A warrior's physical strength is cheap, but a monk's mind is precious. This cannot continue.
Lu Li had already communicated with his mind and issued instructions to the puppet:
[One second apart, fire in sequence!]
In the artillery position, No. 0 fired the first shot, followed by the other puppets in sequence, and finally Xiaocha finished.
The one second interval is because Lu Li can only control one cannonball at a time.
Six artillery shells roared at a distance, almost burying Masahiro.
And Masahiro threw a bunch of stones, as if he was exhausted, and the speed of the last few stones was greatly reduced.
Even if you don't care, the helicopter won't be harmed.
But at this moment, Masahiro's expression became fierce, and a whirlwind rose up from his body, bursting the monk's clothes, revealing his old tendons.
"die!"
He shouted loudly, stepped on the ground and jumped into the sky, jumping more than two hundred meters high.
Just when the momentum was about to fall, it just caught up with the stone thrown before.
Masahiro kicked off the rocks with both feet to use his strength, and headed straight for the helicopter without losing speed!
Thanks to Lu Li's caution, he kept the helicopter hovering at an altitude of 500 meters.
Behind Xuanzang Temple, Kongxing was being beaten and kicked, urging the frightened monks to rush to the artillery position to help his father, but he himself quietly fell behind.