THOOM! THOOM! THOOM!—
It wasn't a barrage.
It was still a highly rhythmic three-round burst.
But this time, it was more than just a physical attack.
Han Feng channeled a wisp of Qi Blood Power from his body, sending it through the control stick and, via some mysterious connection, infusing it into the cannon shells as they left the barrel.
[Sword Qi Attachment]!
The moment they left the barrel, the three high-explosive armor-piercing shells were wreathed in a faint, blood-red halo.
They traced three thin red lines through the air, nearly impossible to track with the naked eye!
The first Cyan-Scaled Eagle was blasted into a fine mist of blood before it could even screech.
The second seemed to sense the danger and tried to bank sideways to evade.
But the shell, as if it had eyes of its own, curved slightly to catch up to it.
Though it only grazed the creature's wing.
The infused Qi Blood Power instantly erupted!
