The strongest talent.

Chapter 47 Give me a blast!
Under the cold moonlight and starlight, Yuan Qing carried the little girl Qiqi wrapped in a quilt on her back, holding the blood tiger sword tightly in her left hand and the alloy saber in her right hand, and ran crazily through the dense forests in the dangerous area.

"Yuan Qing, there are five people chasing and killing you." In his mind, the voice of Zhinao repeatedly reminded: "A fighter at the beginning of the fifth level, three peak spirit fighters at the fourth level, and an elementalist at the beginning of the fourth level! "

Yuan Qing ran non-stop, gnashing his teeth: "The evolutionary is easy to deal with, the key is the B-class shuttle fighter!"

In the air behind, the speed of the shuttle fighter has begun to slow down, and the cannons under the wings have begun to adjust the shooting angle, and the muzzle lights up with a faint red light.

"Hmm..." Behind Yuan Qing, Qiqi in the quilt let out a muffled groan, as if she was awakened by the vibration generated by high-speed running, and she was still a little unclear about the situation, her sleepy eyes were hazy, and she wanted to raise her hand to rub her eyes. I found that I was only hugged by the quilt, and my arms couldn't move at all. The cold wind that hit my face was painful, and the little girl woke up instantly from the cold.

Almost instantly, Qiqi seemed to understand the current situation, and she showed a calmness far beyond that of children of the same age. She crouched behind Yuan Qing and used Yuan Qing's neck to block the cold wind. The strong wind blew it into fragments, intermittently: "Big brother, please help me, my parents are very rich, they will definitely thank you."

Yuan Qing didn't have time to answer, and changed directions like flying.The shuttle fighters in the sky at the rear had already fired, and a series of metal warheads from the lasing stream drew a fiery red streamer in the air, illuminating the dense forest in this dangerous area a little red!
"Left, left, right, left, right..." In Yuan Qing's mind, the intelligent brain quickly calculated the trajectory, and kept reminding: "Quick, go faster!"

According to the prompts of the intelligent brain, Yuan Qing reacted like lightning, evading the firepower of fighter planes with great precision, every time his left foot landed, the snow on the ground was trampled, and the rocks under his feet were shattered. The super strength of a super third-order spirit warrior!

"What kind of freak is this?" In the shuttle fighter, the pilot looked at Yuan Qing on the electronic display screen, his eyes showed deep surprise: "His left and right legs are very different, and the strength of the left leg is terrifying. Definitely reach the level of a fifth-level fighter, but the right leg is much worse, it should be a third-level spiritual fighter!"

Next to him, another pilot stretched out his hand to hold the joystick, his eye muscles shrank slightly: "Hmph, I don't believe he can escape the machine gun, switch to manual driving, and I will fire."

The driving mode was switched quickly, and the pilot slowly pulled the joystick, and the sight on the display gradually locked onto Yuan Qing.

"Yuan Qing!" On the ground, Yuan Qing was still running, and the voice of Zhinao was obviously hurried: "The control mode of the fighter plane has been switched, and now manual attack, the ballistic cannot be calculated, it cannot be calculated. You are the only one in the Wuyuan star civilization." Successor, I will not allow you to continue taking risks, immediately abandon Qiqi, enter the laboratory, enter the laboratory!"

Yuan Qing didn't listen at all.

Any war, battle, disaster... Children are the most innocent victims, as long as there is still a breath, Qiqi must not be allowed to die here!
"You will die!" The brain went crazy: "Even the body after the combination of psychics can't stop the machine gun of the fighter plane. Once you are hit by the fighter plane, even the medicine in the laboratory can't make you instantly Recovery. I order you to give up Qiqi immediately and enter the laboratory immediately!"

The corner of Yuan Qing's mouth twitched, and his tone was never colder than before: "What qualifications do you have to order me, it's just a brain, I am the master of Wuyuan star civilization!"

Zhinao's voice froze slightly, and did not make any rebuttals. It seemed that Yuan Qing had hit the truth - it was just an artificial intelligence made by the Wuyuan star, and it was not qualified to make any decisions for Yuan Qing.

da da da da da...

Just as Yuan Qing communicated with the brain, the shuttle fighter in the sky behind opened fire again, and the machine barrel rotated and sprayed out red tongues of flames. The dense alloy warheads were pouring like heavy rain, crazily hitting Yuan Qing from behind. pouring.

Bang! !

Yuan Qing's left leg suddenly exerted strength, and the left leg after the psychic power combination exploded with full strength at this moment, the rocks and the ground exploded; his body rushed out like a bullet fired from the muzzle of a gun. Nearly 130 meters, all the warheads fell through, and none of them fell on Yuan Qing!

"How is this possible!?" The pilot in charge of the attack in the cockpit of the fighter plane was stunned: "This kind of speed has actually exploded. What level of evolution is he, the fifth level or the sixth level? How can he be so fast!"

Next to him, the pilot in charge of flying the fighter plane has also opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, he raised his left hand tremblingly, and sent a communication request to the sixth-level grandmaster: "Report, report, this is Nighthawk III, we The strength of the chasing target is very strange, it seems to be a third-order peak spirit fighter, but his instantaneous burst speed has reached the lowest limit of a sixth-order fighter, I can see clearly that he has not taken stimulant medicine."

"There is no potion that can make a third-tier spirit fighter perform at the speed of a sixth-tier fighter!" In the center of the valley business alliance camp, the stubble-faced sixth-tier grandmaster squinted his eyes tightly: "Stop shooting, put an anesthetic bomb, Catch him alive, I want to find out his secrets!"

The communication was cut off, and the shuttle fighters stopped firing as expected, while the members of the second and fifth teams pursuing on the ground had been far away by Yuan Qing, and his back could hardly be seen clearly.

"Damn, why are you running so fast? The average speed has exceeded the fifth step." Team leader Ayong held an alloy saber in his hand, and his running speed slowed down slightly, keeping pace with the weakest team member, and he gritted his teeth tightly. : "The strongest caravan transporting supplies is usually the third level. How could there be such a powerful evolutionary in that valley!"

Several team members looked at each other in blank dismay, and were completely shocked by Yuan Qing's speed. If it wasn't for the guidance of the shuttle machine in the sky, they would almost lose their target.Although he can still chase now, his confidence has been severely frustrated, and he was deeply hit by Yuan Qing.

"Stop firing?" In the dense forest ahead, Yuan Qing ran in a straight line, occasionally looking back at the sky—indeed, the shuttle fighter was flying at an ultra-low altitude, just following, and the airborne artillery had been put away; however, the bottom of the fuselage was open. A dark hole was opened, revealing the casing of a small bomb, with the letters "AA" painted prominently.

The moment Yuan Qing saw the small bomb, Yuan Qing's heart tightened suddenly: "AA, that's the sign of a high-intensity anesthesia bomb. They changed their mind and wanted to capture me alive!"

The effective range of the high-intensity anesthesia bomb is too large, covering a full radius of two kilometers, including the impact force after the explosion, which can seriously injure the third-order mutant beast; once the anesthesia mist invades the body, the nerve reaction speed is severely reduced, and the footsteps Don't even think about stepping away.

"If you want to bomb with precision and keep flying at an ultra-low altitude...you are looking for death." Yuan Qing held the Blood Tiger Sword in his left hand, and slowly let go of his palm while maintaining a rapid run—the Blood Tiger Sword had already realized its spirit. Can fuse, and can use the sword for long-range attacks!
For more than a month after fusing the Blood Tiger Sword, Yuan Qing spent every day practicing.Emperor Wu Sword, Emperor Wu Sword, sword control, psychic power combined with torso... It can be said that apart from the necessary rest time, Yuan Qing didn't waste even a second.

Today, the effective attack distance of the Blood Tiger Sword is more than 300 meters. As long as the enemy shuttle enters the range of 300 meters, the mere B-grade alloy fuselage will definitely not be able to stop the Blood Tiger Sword that exceeds the A-grade quality. The only thing waiting for it is death !
"Come on, come on, blow me to death." Yuan Qing ran fast, and contacted Zhinao again in his mind: "Calculate the precise distance, as soon as the shuttle enters 300 meters, tell me immediately."

Just now, Zhinao had a quarrel with Yuan Qing in a hurry, and now he has regained his composure. He immediately guessed Yuan Qing's decision, and his voice seemed a little excited: "Yuan Qing, this is a very meaningful battle. Psychic fusion Appearing on Earth for the first time, your attack will subvert their concepts and make them feel what despair is... The real-time distance is 570 meters, Yuan Qing, get ready to attack!"

The shuttle still kept flying at an ultra-low altitude, and the distance between Yuan Qing and Yuan Qing was shortening rapidly.

570 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters...

The intelligence brain prompts kept ringing, and Yuan Qing's heart couldn't help beating faster. He even heard the sharp sound of the shuttle-shaped fighter jet piercing the air behind his ears. The spiritual sword in his mind was closely connected with the spiritual sword sub-body in the blood tiger sword. , The palm of the hand secretly squeezed a sweat.

"900 meters, 800 meters..." In his mind, Zhinao suddenly screamed: "The shuttle machine enters 300 meters, Yuan Qing, do it!"

Whoosh!
Yuan Qing turned around abruptly, urging all his will crazily, fixed his eyes on the flying shuttle-shaped fighter plane, and shouted angrily: "Explode me!"

In the palm of his left hand, the blood tiger sword, which was originally held in a virtual state, shot out with a "shua", and the dark red sword drew a dim streamer in the air, piercing straight into the shuttle-shaped fighter, and then in Yuan Qing's Under the urging, he charged vertically and horizontally inside the fighter plane, and shuttled back and forth more than a dozen times in less than two seconds.

In the cabin, the two pilots did not react at all. They were pierced and killed by the blood tiger sword. The power system of the entire fighter was easily destroyed. The flames caused by the electric spark began to burn, and the fuselage experienced irreversible loss of control and deflagration.

"Blood Tiger Sword, come back." With a move of Yuan Qing's mind, he took the Blood Tiger Sword back to his side, and the shuttle-shaped fighter plane in the sky quickly fell to the ground and exploded at a distance of more than 100 meters from the ground, burning into a ball of black and red. A huge fireball with thick flames, and the shattered parts of the fuselage flew in all directions with billowing smoke.

Behind Yuan Qing, Qiqi, who was wrapped in a quilt, also saw the scene in front of her. Her little face was flushed by the flames of the explosion of the fighter plane. She was obviously shocked, and her voice was a little incoherent: "Big brother, you, You are amazing!"

"Qiqi, get on tight." Yuan Qing shouted, her eyes fixed on the rear.

There are still five pursuers there, the battle is far from over, we must use the fastest speed to kill them all!

(End of this chapter)