Chapter 363: Shooting Down Planes

"My strength is too weak?" Yang Yijian was stunned. In the decades since Zhang Sanfeng had disappeared, he had been the top expert of the Shenzhou Cultivation World and also the Chief Instructor of the Canglong Special Forces. He had not expected that in Meng Yifan's eyes, his strength was too weak, and he was fundamentally unqualified to participate in this battle of revenge in Dongying.

However, compared to these two Fifth-grade big shots, Yang Yijian's Third Grade Peak strength was indeed not enough to look at; going would just be a drag.

Thinking of this, Yang Yijian did not insist, saying: "True Person Meng, True Person Zhang, you two take care of your safety. If there is danger, retreat as soon as possible."

General Chu Yunlong took the phone and said: "True Person Meng, True Person Zhang, if you really encounter danger, you can also call for support. Our Rocket Force's strength is still very strong."

"You should have also heard: Dongfeng Express, mission must be delivered, global shipping, no refusal allowed. As long as you have a need, Shenzhou is your strong backing and will certainly be able to provide you with help."

Hearing Chu Yunlong's words, Meng Yifan felt very moved. This time, he and Zhang Sanfeng going to Dongying for revenge could be considered acting on his own initiative, without asking Chu Yunlong for instructions.

Immortal Cultivators are free and unfettered, and generally do not wish to be bound by officialdom.

Whether Chu Yunlong wanted to win over Meng Yifan or simply wanted to protect Shenzhou's top combat power, since he had promised to use the Rocket Force to provide support to Meng Yifan, this made Meng Yifan very grateful to him.

Meng Yifan was a person who clearly distinguished between gratitude and grudges; he repaid grudges with grudges and kindness with kindness.

Since the Shenzhou authorities were willing to provide help to Meng Yifan, then if the Shenzhou authorities encountered difficulties in the future, he would also be willing to provide help within his power.

Not only did Shenzhou and Dongying discover the figures of Meng Yifan and Zhang Sanfeng, but military powers like Russia and the United States also locked their satellites onto the two of them.

Meng Yifan and Zhang Sanfeng both sensed the peeping from the sky; they looked at each other and smiled, not hiding their figures.

This battle was a battle for the Shenzhou Cultivation World to establish its prestige, and also a battle for the rise of the Shenzhou Cultivation World.

This ancient divine dragon of the East had once again bared its sharp claws and fangs; those who offend our Shenzhou, even if far away, must be punished!

If these powerful nations want to watch, let them watch; just treat it as a live broadcast.

Once they see clearly the power of the Shenzhou Cultivation World, they will have to weigh things carefully if they want to provoke Shenzhou in the future.

Meng Yifan and Zhang Sanfeng were flying at supersonic speeds, and Dongying was urgently mobilizing, as if facing a formidable enemy.

By the time Meng Yifan and Zhang Sanfeng approached the Dongying coast, a formation of twenty-four F-2 Fighter Jets had long been waiting in full battle array, blocking Meng Yifan and Zhang Sanfeng's path.

"This is Dongying. You have entered our airspace. Please leave immediately, please leave immediately, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

Meng Yifan curled his lips in disdain. If Dongying had directly sent top experts to intercept them, he would have felt that the Dongying Cultivation World had some backbone.

Sending fighter jets to intercept now, what kind of behavior is that?

This is similar to a Martial Artist coming to challenge a martial arts school; the school dares not accept the challenge, but uses a group of the old, weak, sick, and disabled to block them, wanting to drive the Martial Artist away. Just thinking about it feels ridiculous.

Meng Yifan and Zhang Sanfeng did not stop at all and continued to fly rapidly. Their target was the Yasukuni Shrine, and they did not want to slaughter these ordinary soldiers, but if any soldier dared to open fire on them, then do not blame them for starting a massacre.

"Fire!" Following the order, the twenty-four F-2 Fighter Jets opened fire one after another.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Following a series of shrill sounds of breaking through the air, twenty-four AAM Air-to-Air Missiles were launched simultaneously.

Zhang Sanfeng flicked his large sleeve, and a Yin-Yang Millstone that blotted out the sky and sun appeared in the sky, a powerful suction force instantly enveloping all directions.

Those twenty-four AAM Air-to-Air Missiles were directly sucked into the middle of the Yin-Yang Millstone, and then the Yin-Yang Millstone rotated at high speed, wanting to crush the missiles into scrap iron.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The missiles exploded one after another, but as long as they were not loaded with Mushroom Bombs, these conventional missiles were like ants shaking a tree to the Supernatural Ability of a Fifth-grade Cultivator.

The explosion of the twenty-four missiles did not cause even the slightest impact on the Yin-Yang Millstone.

"To receive without returning is not polite! Go!" Zhang Sanfeng pointed forward, and the missiles, which had been squeezed into lumps of iron discs inside the Yin-Yang Millstone, smashed toward the twenty-four F-2 Fighter Jets as fast as meteors and lightning.

It was too fast; those fighter jets had no way to dodge and were directly hit by the iron discs.

Zhang Sanfeng's strike was not only fast but also very accurate. These iron discs all hit the ammunition bays of the F-2 Fighter Jets, triggering the sympathetic detonation of the missiles, directly turning these twenty-four aircraft into twenty-four fireballs.

In one encounter, twenty-four F-2 Fighter Jets were instantly wiped out. This scene was seen by all the major military powers on Earth.

In the command center of Meili Country, a clamor of noise erupted.

"Oh my god! Are those two Supermen? How can they release such a huge black and white millstone with a wave of their hands?"

"Heaven, the F-2 Fighter Jets were completely wiped out; it's unbelievable. If it were our F-16 Fighting Falcon, it would also be hard to escape the danger of being smashed to pieces."

"It's too terrifying. How could humans evolve to be so terrifying? If Shenzhou has many such experts, our technological weapons are just a joke to them."

A black four-star general had a grave expression. He was in a high position with great power and knew many secrets that ordinary people did not know.

These two Easterners should be Fifth-grade Cultivators of Shenzhou.

This world is very complex, with many unknown mysterious experts. Shenzhou has Immortal Cultivators, and Meili Country also has gene warriors.

Spider-Man, Iron Man, Hulk, Magneto, and others from Marvel movies are all super-powered warriors developed by Meili Country.

Originally, Meili Country could crush Shenzhou in both military equipment and super-powered warriors, but seeing the scene just now where Zhang Sanfeng casually blocked twenty-four missiles and blew up the fighter jets in one go, this black general was terrified. He knew their super-powered warriors could not do this.

"Report this scene to the President. We must adjust our attitude toward Shenzhou in the future. Our aircraft carrier strike group should leave the South China Sea region as soon as possible, and stealth fighters should not fly in the Taiwan Strait either. Before finding a way to deal with Fifth-grade Cultivators, do not provoke Shenzhou again," the black four-star general said.

His subordinate went to report to the President, and this black Lieutenant General continued to stare at the footage transmitted back. He knew that the Dongying Cultivation World also had Fifth-grade experts, and he hoped they could fight the Shenzhou experts to a state where both sides were heavily injured, or better yet, perish together.

On the other side, in the Shenzhou command center, seeing Zhang Sanfeng display his divine might, everyone was cheering and jumping for joy. Yang Yijian was even more eager to fly with his sword right now, following behind Meng Yifan and Zhang Sanfeng to slaughter in all directions.