Life and death on the battlefield could be decided in a flash!
In order to survive in such an environment, in addition to rich experience and skilled skills, it was more dependent on luck!
The foreign cultivators who were hiding in the buildings were unlucky, and more than a dozen of them had been shot to death!
Even though their close-combat abilities were amazing, when faced with a dense rain of bullets, they still couldn't escape the fate of being turned into sieves!
The crystal-armored Overlord couldn't keep his cool any longer when he saw the American troops using their weapons to suppress the enemy and the foreign cultivators in hiding dying one after another.
His handsome face was filled with a ferocious and twisted expression. In the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of fear.
Although he was disdainful of the residents in the town, it didn't mean that he completely ignored the weapons of his original world!