boyutpedia Chapter 543 After All, It's Still Not Good Enough
Chapter 543 After All, It's Still Not Good Enough
Looking up, Miao Xiaoxia was facing a pair of calm eyes.
The chief, who had been lazily lying on the recliner, drinking tea, sleeping and reading the newspaper, now exuded a powerful aura that made it hard for her to breathe.
"You wait here for a while, I'm going to do something, and I'll be back soon."
Jiang Chuan casually instructed Miao Xiaoxia, glanced at the place where the missile flew away, and then walked towards the VIP room.
When he felt the crisis, he simply covered the entire plane with a layer of night shield, which was able to stop the missiles from continuing to advance.
Then use the power of the shock to knock it into the air, and treat him in the same way as a person.
Of course, Jiang Chuan was not prepared to solve the opponent with this missile.
If it is really resolved, then he will have to doubt the ability of the Blood Brake Sect.
He walked to the plane door with steady steps, and then under the surprised eyes of a flight attendant...
Reached out and opened the cabin! !
"ah!"
Even though he knew the other party's identity was extraordinary, he couldn't help but scream at this moment, and his face turned pale.
But as expected, the gust of wind poured in, and the scene in the movie where the wind pressure pushed people directly out of the plane did not appear.
After the hatch was opened, everything was calm.
There are white clouds that can be touched outside the cabin door, but there is a faint black isolation layer between the scenery and the plane, so that no wind blows in.
"When I come back later, remember to open the door for me."
Jiang Chuan casually gave an order to the flight attendant next to him.
The pretty flight attendant on the side probably didn't realize what was going on, so she nodded in a daze.
In the next second, her eyes widened, and she watched in disbelief as Jiang Chuan walked out of the open hatch as soon as he stepped forward.
In a blink of an eye, it was swallowed by white clouds and disappeared.
"Boom!"
Looking at the closed car door in front of him again, the flight attendant began to doubt whether what he had just seen and experienced was real.
...
Under the dome, on a hill 100 meters high.
A man with light yellow hair, more than two meters tall, and a strong figure is looking at the direction of the sky.
The man also carried an oversized missile launcher in his hand.
The several tons of objects were casually carried by him with one hand, with a relaxed expression, as if they were just plastic toys.
The man's eyes kept staring at the flight that was flying across the trace thousands of meters away.
He has no binoculars, but his eyesight is amazing.
At this moment, a somewhat puzzled expression had just appeared on his face, and a rapidly enlarged black spot appeared in his pupils.
"Gan Linliang!"
Huang Mao's pupils shrank suddenly, he dropped the missile launcher in his hand, turned around and jumped down from the hill.
The moment his figure landed on the ground, a black shadow that broke through the speed of sound passed him by.
"boom!"
This small hill was directly shrouded by a cloud of small mushrooms, and the entire mountain was shattered.
The fire was blazing, and countless rocks and broken wood splashed and rolled down.
Huang Mao's body fell in mid-air, but there was no panic on his face.
He walked forward step by step, and every time he took a step, a cloud of white sound cones would explode under his feet, making the sound of a sonic boom.
This strong recoil from the trampling out of thin air not only completely counteracted the gravity of his fall, but even dragged him upwards.
Huangmao followed the recoil and walked all the way to the opposite mountain, and fell steadily on a rock.
"Okay, I have a bit of skill, I deserve to be a head worthy of that price..."
Huang Mao stared at the mountain top not far away where the flames exploded, his eyes flashed with a ferocious beast-like light.
Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and turned around quickly.
In the next second, the pupils shrunk and a cruel smile appeared on his face.
I saw a young man in military uniform walking towards him step by step through the void.
It is also with the help of abilities. Unlike him, every time the opponent steps on it, it seems that the space will shake.
Completely different from the sonic boom he made before, this young man's way is more gentle, without the slightest movement.
It presents a sense of relaxation like eating and drinking water.
"rule?"
Huang Mao's eyes flashed, and the smile on his face grew wider. He could feel the level of the youth in front of him, and the pores of his body dilated at the thought of being able to kill such a young top genius.
"No wonder, it's really interesting!"
The young man in military uniform stopped less than ten meters away from the yellow hair.
His appearance was very handsome, his temperament was cold and refined, his calm eyes fell on Huang Mao, just like the sword he carried with him.
Sharp, sharp!
"You came just in time."
Huang Mao said to the young man in military uniform:
"I was thinking about how to kill you, and you ran over by yourself."
He stretched his body.
He was already tall, but after the physical activity, the muscles in his body seemed to be stretched.
The whole person looked a little taller, and the strong body made the sound of bone dislocation.
"You remind me of those who wore the same military uniform as you when I was on a mission last time..."
"They're just like you, handsome, pretty, young and..."
Huang Mao seemed to be lost in memory, with an extremely cruel look in his eyes, and said in a serious tone:
"It's like a fresh flower that has just bloomed, beautiful and fragile, and it makes people feel intoxicated when tortured!"
Huang Mao grinned, and the blood in his body began to rise.
"I forgot to say, I am the ninth pillar of the Blood God Pillar, Wu Hong..."
At this time, the young man who stood opposite him and listened to his chatter all the time said:
"Are you finished?"
Huang Mao was taken aback.
Then seeing the other party look down at the time on the phone, he shook his head and said:
"I've given you a minute, what nonsense you're talking about."
"Um?!!"
The yellow-haired eyebrows were raised, and a hostile expression suddenly appeared on his face.
"Boy, I won't let you have time to talk nonsense!"
Before Huang Mao finished speaking, he suddenly felt his heart being pinched by a huge palm.
The unprecedented fearful sense of crisis pierced through his brain like an arrow, and his temples bulged wildly.
His pupils shrank sharply, and there was no time to react.
Almost subconsciously, the muscles around his body began to tremble crazily, and pieces of scales like diamonds began to grow upward from the soles of his feet.
It seemed that something was about to burst from his body.
Then……
brush!
The slight sound of the wind blowing, the growth of the scales stopped, and Huangmao's expression froze.
After standing still for a second or so, his whole body split into two halves with a bang, and the smelly blood fell out along with his internal organs.
Crashed to the ground.
Huangmao's internal and external evolution has not yet been completed, and even the human being has been chopped into pieces.
Jiang Chuan's figure dissipated like a bubble in the sunlight.
Another shadow of him has quietly emerged behind the yellow hair.
He looked down at the lightsaber, casually shook off a little blood stained on the sword, and shook his head slightly.
After all...it still doesn't work.