Bang bang bang!

The sound of striking iron surged towards the flower butterfly in all directions, the flame dragged a long tail, just one breath, the flower butterfly was like a bright pop, drawing a kilometer-long light in the air. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky seemed to have been cut out of a red cut, and it was dripping with blood.

Fast!

It's so fast!

Faster than the fashion, like lightning, the wings of the two wings were finally overwhelmed, torn apart by the strong air current, and then the entire metal fuselage sent out a crackling arc, and the runes engraved on the fuselage flashed in pain, and then there was a flame that enveloped the entire fuselage, like a fishing torch in the air, blown upward by the wind.

Qin Hao held his breath, he had already turned off the power furnace, although the flower butterfly would lose some of its protection, but if the power furnace was turned on, the acceleration that would have to be turned ten times would make him be crushed into a meat pie at the moment when the flower butterfly crashed, even if it was with the double blessing of the Eight Gates Dunjia and the Shadow Dance Leaf, he would definitely not be able to run the speed of inertia, this, in the past 20 days, he had simulated and calculated it in his mind over and over again.

Therefore, the opportunity can only be to get out of the body before the butterfly falls, which of course is also risky, which means that he must use his body to withstand the fall from high altitudes, strong inertial acceleration, and gravity.

The writing wheel eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of red mist, the black and white magatama rotated to the extreme, the chakra in his body was running wildly, and steaming water vapor came out of Qin Hao's head, his whole person clenched his teeth, and his mind was highly concentrated, except for the sound of the wind in his ears, as if he had forgotten everything.

Slide-like images, flashing rapidly in my mind, shaking in the cabin, the speed at which the fuselage fell, the flames burning in the hatches, the angle at which the flames burned. Everything is intertwined into a picture that only Qin Hao can understand.

This kind of high-intensity computing load, even the insight and prediction of the writing wheel eye against the sky, has reached an extreme, after all, he is only a beginner writing wheel eye at the moment.

The ability to foresee does not reach the overall situation, so Qin Hao can only reassemble every moment and every part of the predicted picture at a faster speed, so as to indirectly budget out the dynamics of the overall situation.

It's extremely draining, even with him as high as 34. 2's judgment, and there is still a feeling that the brain is about to crash.

His eyes were bloodshot, Qin Hao's face showed a fierce expression like a hungry wolf, his eyes shrank suddenly, his murderous aura soared, a finger bone in his right hand popped out, nailed to a red button, and the whole person exploded in place, and the crystal beads of sweat formed a silver line in the air, and the next breath was steamed dry by the flames.

Qin Hao's feet stepped heavily on the inclined cabin, the muscles of his whole body were like springs contracted to the extreme, the green tendons on his face appeared, the volume of his body suddenly doubled, and then shortened in an instant, leaving only two deeply embedded footprints on the metal cabin floor.

Boom!

Like the sound of a spring cracking, and like a musculoskeletal trill, Qin Hao was like a cannonball, shooting out a hundred meters brutally, his body curled up into a ball of meat, breaking through the protection that had been cracked behind the cabin, and the two wings behind the tail exploded disjointed, shaking the entire fuselage for a moment, rushing out of the flames and jumping into the air.

And it was a coincidence, as if everything had been calculated, at the moment when Qin Hao flew away, the fuselage that Hua Butterfly fell diagonally downward, trembling suddenly, because of the explosion at the top of the fuselage, the fuselage was stopped in the air for a moment, the fuselage shook, and the body flipped abruptly.

And Qin Haoshu unfolded, like a big bird's body, and his feet just clicked on the flipped fuselage, as if refueling and borrowing force in the air, his whole person was like a gliding big bird, suddenly gained a strong reverse acceleration, and with a whoosh, flew away from the distance of 100 meters obliquely.

The powerful reverse impact force is trying its best to counteract the inertial speed of the downward dive brought to him by the flower butterfly.

Qin Hao's eyes widened, the strong air flow pierced his eyes, and before the tears flowed out, he was blown into his eyes, and his ears were full of the roar of the wind, he had never heard such a violent wind.

Beneath his feet was a wave of steaming heat, and violent explosive currents erupted from below, swirling across a vast area, creating powerful whirlpools.

The dots under his feet, the strong physical strength, every time he stepped on it, the air seemed to turn into concrete, driving his whole person to reverse the air and climb steadily.

However, Qin Hao knew that it was only because he saw the counter as an indomitable falling flower butterfly that he seemed to be climbing high in the air, but if he changed the counter, such as the ground, then he was still falling at a terrifying speed.

Of course, this speed is much better than that of the flower butterfly, Qin Hao is still not satisfied, his legs are like tireless springs, stepping down at a rapid speed, making a bang-bang sound, desperately using the energy emitted by the flesh to offset the powerful inertial acceleration.

“10，9，8。”

Qin Hao counted silently in his heart, and when he counted to one, his limbs suddenly opened, stretched out as much as possible, and even popped out like a spring, popping out a length, so the feather coat and cloak behind him were stretched out by his limbs, like a parachute from a pilot, and like a paraglider with two layers attached together.

The air that was blowing from below slammed into his chest violently, and Qin Hao, who was in pain, grinned his teeth, and the wind was so violent that Qin Hao couldn't open his eyes.

The indescribable strong air pressure spread all over the body, especially the hands, feet and ankles were faintly numb, and the needle prick sensation like a tide submerged Qin Hao.

Qin Hao's face changed, and he still underestimated this terrifying speed.

Fortunately, he is no longer the first rookie to encounter a life and death crisis, he has rich experience, and the more he is at this juncture, the more calm he becomes, calm to an inhuman level.

At present, there is no need to do anything in such a situation that I can't control, and the most important thing is to conserve my physical strength as much as possible and protect myself from sudden death in a coma at the moment of landing.

Spreading out on all fours, Qin Hao's eyes widened, staring at the ground below that was getting closer and closer without blinking, feeling the faster and faster speed of the fall.

As for the flower butterfly, Qin Hao no longer had even a trace of extra attention to pay attention to.

His eyes stared coldly at the rapidly enlarged ground, the rocks on the ground turned into sharp knives in his eyes, and the towering trees turned into piercing spears, all of which were hell-notching things that could kill him.

500 meters, Qin Hao's eyes lit up, and he said secretly in his heart.