C328 Iron Mask of the Wasteland

Chen Feng was carrying a huge rocket launcher on his shoulder. It was streamlined and pure black, and it was violent and heavy. The Rocket Armor-piercing Bullet's warhead was like a sharp sword.

It could be fired at any time. The shrapnel and impact could be accompanied by soaring smoke and flames, and it could tear apart the flesh and blood of a Divine Immortal