The reactions of these people were all extremely fast.

A person can actually fly to a height of thousands of meters, and even up and down his body, there are flames.

This is by no means an ordinary person.

These people include Han Wandong, Han Wancheng, and Han Qianrin. There is also a large group of more than a dozen dead soldiers, all of whom have seen the seven ancestors, and they all know the existence of immortal cultivators, and at the same time. I also know how terrifying the power of immortal cultivators is.

Although this guy in front of him looks a little weird, his body is suspended in mid-air. The position of his legs was cut off directly from the top of his knees, but he was still an immortal cultivator.

Therefore, Han Wandong Han Wancheng, almost without the slightest hesitation, immediately issued an order to open fire.

At this moment, Han Qianlin saw the appearance of the person who came clearly, and his face suddenly changed greatly: "Stop for me." “

With a loud shout, the group of people who were originally about to fire all stood still, motionless, but all the weapons on their bodies were taken out, and the black muzzle was still locked on the body of the person in front of them.

"Han Yan, is that you?" Han Qianrin recognized Han Yan's identity, his younger brother.

"Why are you here, and what's going on with you, your legs?" Han Qianrin's face was strange, and he asked several questions in a row.

Han Qianrin still has a good impression of his younger brother.

On the contrary, Han Qianlin didn't like the brother who was dead, and that brother's behavior and way of doing things made Han Qianlin quite disgusted, but Han Yan, in comparison, was much more elegant.

Just now. Han Yan's appearance looks a little weird.

With a hideous face and scarlet bloodshot eyes, it looked like a vicious and cruel beast.

Why was Han Yan injured, and most importantly, where did Han Yan's strength come from?

All kinds of questions came to mind in an instant.

"Han Yan, hurry up and disperse the flames on your body, this plane can't withstand that kind of high temperature."

"Also, I've been looking for you, just right. Now you're going back to Kyoto with me??" Han Qianlin forcibly suppressed the doubts in his heart and said quickly.

At this moment, Han Yan, who was originally motionless, suddenly had a strange smile on his face.

That weird smile makes people feel a creepy sense of fear in their hearts, and vaguely, it seems that something very terrible is about to happen.

The next second. I saw Han Yan suddenly open his mouth, his body turned into a flash of fire, and he suddenly rushed forward.

Han Wancheng!

Caught off guard, Han Yan pinched his forehead directly with one hand, opened his mouth, and two sharp fangs actually seeped out of the corners of his mouth.

When everyone can't react, take a bite.

Poof??

A stream of blood spurted out of Han Wancheng's neck in an instant.

Han Yan's throat was constantly squirming, greedily sucking.

That scene made everyone's faces change.

Shiya was even more startled, and hurriedly blocked her phantom eyes.

As for Chen Ming, he was also trembling with fear by the scene in front of him, today, they have encountered too many things that make them feel incredible.

Han Qianlin's face was also pale, especially when he looked at Han Wancheng's body, which quickly dried up, and that strong sense of fear made Han Qianlin tremble.

It doesn't take long for the blood in a person's body to be absorbed.

wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and casually threw Han Wancheng's shriveled corpse away.

Han Tuzi's eyes became more and more excited.

It's just the taste, it's so delicious.

Strength is growing in the body.

The legs that were originally severed are growing rapidly, and in a short period of time, they have completely returned to their original appearance.

"Brother??" Han Wandong let out a sad scream.

Han Wancheng is his own brother, seeing his own brother become like this, the anger in Han Wancheng's heart can be imagined, and a hoarse roar came out of his throat: "Fire, fire me, kill this monster." “

The other elites of the Han family were also frightened by Han Tuzi's performance, and without the slightest hesitation, the dense bullets instantly rushed towards the front, and they didn't care that this was in the plane.

They were so scared.

The weapon in their hands is the only reliance of these people, because they know very well that the spells given by the immortal cultivators on their bodies are when facing the real immortal cultivators. How weak it is.

Bang bang bang.

The sound of the screeching of bullets, mixed together, made the cabin extremely noisy.

Dense bullets formed a barrage. Everything in front of you is completely enveloped.

Han Tuzi was drowned in the torrent of bullets, and it looked like his body was about to be riddled with holes.

However, that scene did not happen.

When the bullet was just close to a certain range of Han Tuzi's body. He had already begun to be unable to withstand the terrifying high temperature emanating from Han Tuzi's body.

The bullets were rapidly melting, turning into liquid forms, dripping onto the ground, and there was a mess everywhere.

A fire began in the cabin.

The smile on Han Tuzi's face became more and more hideous, his body flickered violently, and in the next second, he had already appeared in front of a killer, this person was also the bloodline of the Han family.

Although the smell of blood, it smells, does not seem to be so pure. But now, Han Tuzi doesn't have such high requirements, even if there is only a drop of blood left in his body, for Han Tuzi. It's all a great supplement.

The bloody mouth opened, and the sharp fangs pierced the skin.

One, two, three, four??

More and more people are falling.

I don't know when, the gunfire has become sparse.

Even if these people are all specially cultivated by the Han family, it can be said that they are the strongest among ordinary people, and they have done all kinds of dark business, even if it is such a thing as murder, I don't know how many times I have experienced it, it is said that the feeling of fear should have disappeared in the hearts of these people a long time ago.

However, in the face of this demonic existence, the strong sense of fear in the depths of his heart still emerged uncontrollably, and his body was constantly trembling, and his face was pale, like a blank piece of paper.

Ahhh

I don't know who it is, screaming fiercely, unable to bear the great fear, turning around and trying to escape.

But?? This is an airplane cabin, how many places can you hide?

Han Tuzi's body, like a ghost, kept shuttling in the cabin, and everywhere he went, there were only corpses left.

At this moment, Han Tuzi's gaze fell on Shiya and Phantom.

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