Wen Yan was not laughing at Yu Qian's appearance of stepping on the missile, but at the stupidity of Yu Qian and Yang Xiaoqian, the sphere formed by the black fog actually couldn't stop her, she could explode in an instant to accelerate and break through the sound barrier, but Yang Xiaoqian couldn't control such a volume of black fog to move at supersonic speed, even if he could do it, his reaction speed couldn't keep up, so Wen Yan only needed one burst to easily break the shackles formed by the black fog.

But Wen Yan chose to break the sphere formed by the black fog in another way, not only because becoming a giant no longer has all the restrictions as before, but also because Wen Yan wanted to make a plan and become a huge and easy-to-hit giant to cheat their hole cards.

Now that he saw Yang Xiaoqian and Yu Qian's hole cards, Wen Yan remembered his previous jealousy and caution towards the two of them, and only felt ridiculous.

"It's ridiculous to use wheel warfare to consume my patience and strength, and then use this method as a decisive hole card in the end." Wen Yan was dismissive of the oncoming missiles that were about to land, as long as she wanted to, she could turn back into human form again and break through the speed of sound at any time, leaving the strike range before a few missiles landed and exploded, but she had to wait for the best time.

Wen Yan couldn't be sure if Yu Qian would be able to turn the missile multiple times, and if the timing of the dodge was too early, then Yu Qian would most likely change the direction of the missile again, forcing her to continue to run. Therefore, in order to preserve his strength to deal with Yang Xiaoqian, Wen Yan wanted to ensure that Yu Qian only had one chance to turn.

To ensure this, you have to stand in place and wait patiently, and wait until the distance between the missile and the ground is too close, and it is impossible for Yu Qian to break the inertia and pull the missile back into the air even if he fights for his life, and then turn back into a human form away from the missile landing site, and then he can appreciate the famous Jiujian Immortal like the fire-breathing fool just now, heroically but meaninglessly sacrificing himself.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Wen Yan didn't move.

In the air, the heat and steam released when the fuel is burned condensed with the cold air into several beautiful white trajectories, and at the front of the trajectory, the YJ-12 anti-ship missile fell to the ground with a blazing tail flame like a spear thrown by the gods.

At the moment before he was about to land, the ten-meter-tall giant turned into milky white high-temperature steam and disappeared in an instant, and a figure broke out from the steam cloud, stepping on the air and going straight up to the sky, and several grand fireworks rose from the ground under him, first a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out, and then the earth-shattering explosion broke through the hemispherical explosion dust, spread in all directions, and echoed in the dilapidated city.

The strange thing is that the flight trajectory of these missiles has not changed due to external forces from beginning to end, and Yu Qian, who stepped on the missiles and played the role of a sword immortal, seemed to have chosen to give up before making an attempt, standing motionless on the missile warhead like a dead man, until the missile finally landed and exploded and died, he did not make any reaction.

"Dead people?" Wen Yan's expression moved slightly, and he thought of a possible explanation.

It is absolutely impossible for Yu Qian to use the ability to control the metal to drive himself to fly to keep up with the speed of the missile. Then he must "nail" himself to the missile warhead before the missile enters supersonic speed, but even if he can resist the high temperature behind the missile when it is launched, he will not be able to withstand the death acceleration of the missile.

Even if Yu Qian flew on the missile before it was raised to supersonic speed after it was launched, he would not be able to withstand the black vision that followed.

When the human body is subjected to a large positive acceleration in flight, there will be a lot of harmful physiological phenomena such as black vision, in the case of flight overload and overload, not only cerebral ischemia, but also may fall into fainting, and in serious cases, even the eyeballs will pop out of the orbit, cerebral hemorrhage and other terrifying symptoms. And with the fragile body of a human being, it is clear that it cannot withstand the positive acceleration exerted by the missile during acceleration.

In other words, the sword immortal who stepped on the missile was likely to die suddenly on the way to the missile flight due to his lack of physical knowledge.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan couldn't help laughing, this inexplicable hilarious final duel can no longer be described as funny, it should be said to be funny.

After breaking through the clouds, Wen Yan looked up at Yang Xiaoqian above and said mockingly: "Yang Xiaoqian, you two should really go back to school and read more." ”

Yang Xiaoqian's face was expressionless and unmoved, seeing Wen Yan stepping on a sonic boom cloud and constantly closing the distance between him and himself, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Wen Yan, and the black mist condensed into all kinds of weapons, like a pitch-black ink rain, pouring down.

The swords, spears and spears that can easily tear apart the body of ordinary mutants fall on Wen Yan's body but they don't hurt, the difference from before is that every wisp of black mist is now like boiling steam, and there are spots on Wen Yan's skin, since the second awakening of the Saint Nair Church, Yang Xiaoqian rarely let the black mist boil into a high temperature state, this is one of the hole cards he left in his hand, but now it seems to be insignificant to play it.

"What's the other trick?" Wen Yan didn't care about the black mist that fell on her body, even if a little black mist penetrated into her body from her mouth, nose, eyes and ears, it couldn't cause her the slightest harm, "If there are no new tricks, leave your last words, and then go out and prepare coffins for your few native chickens and dogs." ”

After speaking, Wen Yan took a step in the air, and this time not only a sonic boom cloud appeared under her feet, but also a circle of transparent ripples spreading outward.

Before the shock wave spread and disappeared, Wen Yan's figure appeared in front of Yang Xiaoqian like a teleportation, this time so fast that there was no afterimage left on the retina, only a fleeting black line between the sea of clouds.

And Yang Xiaoqian stopped climbing, seemed to have given up, and was indifferent to the fist that Wen Yan threw at him.

"Die!"

The exposed wrist was covered with a layer of pure white decoration, and the iron fist that broke through the factor blasted towards Yang Xiaoqian's face door with ten thousand momentum, making Yang Xiaoqian's entire head disappear.

But the only physical objects glued to the fist were oxygen helmets and oxygen masks, and there were no red and white brains swaying around in the air. Because it was not only Yang Xiaoqian's head that disappeared, but also his entire body.

At the moment when Wen Yan punched, Yang Xiaoqian's body disintegrated and dissipated, turning into a cloud of black mist, avoiding the fatal blow.

Wen Yan looked at the small cloud of black mist that surrounded his arm like an armguard, and was slightly stunned. After the fist blade penetrated the oxygen supply helmet, the vortex wrenched by the violent fist wind formed a suction force, causing a small part of the black mist to gather around the front of his arm, like a bracer, and like an inverted miniature tornado.

Immediately afterward, the black mist flew into the distance like a living thing, and there was a little panic in the hurry, as if fleeing.

"Oh? Refugees? ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Wen Yan's mind, and his eyes lit up.

"Whoa—"

The red lips opened lightly, as if a black hole had been torn apart.