Each piece of scale armor is engraved with a micro sword array. Gu Minghui pulled out a pulse gun and suddenly shot at it, and the beam was shredded into particles three inches away from the armor.
"Automatic defense system, even high-energy laser can be effectively blocked."
He whistled, "Even if those old monsters of the Holy Blood Clan concentrated their fire, it would take them half a day to chew through."
The final deployment of the Sword Feather Celestial Wings made all the officers at the scene gasp—those were not mechanical wings at all, but a feathered matrix made of one hundred and eight thousand micro light sabers.
Ye Qingzhou's thought moved, and among them, three flying swords instantly pierced through target machines three kilometers away, with cuts smooth as a mirror.
"Each flying sword carries different Dao laws."
Gu Minghui leaned in and whispered, "I secretly melted half of the Laws Destruction Golden Arrow into the core..."
