Registering a Weibo During Battle

Feng Jun heard the other party's furious roar, and he knew that the man speaking was someone who could command four Martial Masters.

In other words, that person's status was definitely far from ordinary. He was very likely an Advanced Martial Master himself, perhaps even... an Innate Expert.

But so what? Feng Jun did not take him seriously at all. He merely swung the muzzle around and aimed it at the Advanced Martial Master.

The Advanced Martial Master had also been badly startled by the grenade explosion.

It was one thing for the other side to possess a device capable of rapid fire, but it could actually... cause explosions?

He had seen more than most and knew that an explosion did not necessarily mean Thunder Arts, but... it could be some other kind of spell!

Before coming here, he had imagined that the other side might have inherited something from an immortal. Whenever he thought that he, too, might get his hands on immortal arts, he could barely suppress the excitement in his heart. At last, my Tian Family can possess immortal arts as well.

Yet when he truly witnessed a possible "immortal technique," his reverence for immortals instantly surged up in his heart, as though a basin of icy water had been poured over his head.

He had originally wanted to step forward and avenge himself on Lang Zhen, but at this moment, his entire body was cold and his limbs stiff. He could not even muster the courage to rush forward.

When he saw that thin tube point at him again, he cried out in alarm and slid sideways at astonishing speed.

But no matter how fast he was, he was simply too close to Feng Jun and the others, not even fifty meters away.

At that distance,