Chapter Thirty-Eight: Attack from High Heights

The battle is over, Deng Youchao is still standing in place, he has no idea of running at all, he is not surprised that Qin Heng easily solved the opponent, it should be like this, even Uncle Kunsheng can take the person, and he still has no grip on these two little Karami.

Seeing Qin Heng coming, Deng Youchao immediately took a step forward.

"Brother Qin is mighty, Brother Qin is domineering, like a demon lord in the sky, he is really a Tai Sui god in the world......"

The corners of Qin Heng's mouth twitched, this product has a fight with Zhang Chulan......

"It's useless to be a sycophant, let's go, go back to the airport."

After saying that, he beckoned to Chang Tianqing, Chang understood in two seconds, and instantly turned into a small snake the size of a palm and got into Qin Heng's pocket.

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The next day, White Hill Airport.

This time, the two of them were not disturbed by other things, and got on the plane directly, and when they passed the security check, Qin Heng wrapped Chang Tianqing with Qi, otherwise they would be discovered by this group of ordinary people, and it would definitely be another riot and delay......

10,000 meters in the air.

The sea of clouds and blue sky and snow-capped mountains reflect each other into a beautiful picture.

Qin Heng sat in the first-class seat and drank a drink, looking at the book, with a literati atmosphere, just looking at his appearance, no one would believe that this person was bloodthirsty and murderous.

Deng Youchao sat next to him and leaned against the window and looked out, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, Qin Heng frowned slightly, he found a trace of abnormality, the plane suddenly became unusually quiet, except for the roar of the engine vibration, there was no sound of conversation in the cabin, it was very weird, it was impossible for everyone to shut up at the same time.

Qin Heng stood up and looked at the passengers around him, and found that everyone had tilted their heads, their eyes closed, and they were motionless.

At this time, Deng Youchao also noticed that something was wrong, and wondered:

"What's wrong?"

Qin Heng shook his head:

"I don't know, everyone is asleep"

At this moment, a palm-long sharp black thorn shot towards Deng Youchao......

Bite!

The short knife appeared in Qin Heng's hand, across Deng Youchao's face, knocking away the black thorns that shot at him.

“… Thank... Thank you...... Brother Da Qin. ”

"It seems that this is the ...... who has come to kill you"

Deng Youchao was a little stunned and said:

"Why did you kill me?"

Qin Heng sneered:

"Because you know so much."

“……”

Deng Youchao felt a lot of pain in his heart, thinking that my life is so bitter, there are many disasters and hardships in my life, when I was a child, the goddess also said that his life was thin, and he would not live more than twenty, and he finally got over that hurdle, which caused the disaster of killing, should his life be like this......

Qin Heng saw that Deng Youchao was in a daze, and drank coldly:

"Protect yourself, don't act like a fool, wonder how you stole the company secrets from this fool......"

After that, he ignored him and walked out slowly......

It seems that someone at the top of the company couldn't sit still when he saw that he didn't kill Deng Youchao, so he actually sent someone to intercept and kill, which is interesting......

"Come out, if you don't solve me, you won't be able to kill him."

Before the words fell, several pitch-black spirits rushed out of the cabin and pounced on Qin Heng, their eyes glowing with red light, looking very fierce.

Qin Heng raised his palms, and a large amount of black electricity shot out from his palms, but it could only slow down the speed of the fierce spirits, and he couldn't completely destroy them for a while, and one of the fierce spirits went straight to Deng Youchao.

With a cold snort, he saw Qin Heng's eyes glowing with blue light, and with one move, several fierce spirits had no power to resist, all of them gathered together, and condensed into small black balls in his hands.

"How is that possible!"

A voice of disbelief came from the cabin.

"This is the Soul Guard, your methods are useless to him, go and change someone else."

As the voice fell, a stout old man walked out.

White hair, white eyebrows, white beard, resolute and fierce eyes.

"I don't want to be your enemy, let's kill Deng Youchao and get along well."

Who is this white-haired old man, it doesn't look like it's a company, but it's right, how can the inner ghost send someone from the company to expose himself, it should be a cronie cultivated by the Yaoxing Society or the inner ghost himself.

Love whoever you want, Qin Heng sneered:

"If you want to kill, I won't let you kill."

And Deng Youchao was moved by tears at this time, and said in his heart that he would be a big brother for one day and a big brother for life, and I would follow you, the big brother.

Hearing this, the white-haired old man said lightly:

"Although the above said try not to conflict with you, but now it seems that it is impossible to make peace, to be honest, I have long wanted to see if you are as powerful as rumored."

Qin Heng's face was expressionless, and he said:

"Then you can give it a try."

The white-haired old man slowly stepped forward, and when he was two meters away from Qin Heng, he suddenly accelerated, rushed up, and hammered at Qin Heng with a fist.

Qin Heng raised his arm to block, a huge force attacked, his footsteps fell back, stabilized his body, and then slashed out.

The white-haired old man didn't dodge, and raised his arm to block the short knife.

The short knife slashed at his body and only cut through his clothes, but did not hurt his flesh......

Qin Heng secretly lay down on himself, so hard? The sense of the knife is not like cutting on the flesh at all, but more like a diamond, Made, I know who this person is, the master who is like a tiger, the Chai faction practices Chai Yan......

After figuring out who the person was, he didn't cut him with a knife, but kicked him out with a side kick.

Chai Yan turned over and landed, his body muscles bulged violently, the Tang costume on his body was shattered instantly, his exposed upper body was shining with metallic luster, and he was covered in pimple meat, which he would definitely not be able to practice in the gym......

Chai Yan deceived himself again, his speed was extremely fast, and a punch slammed over, Qin Heng dodged sideways, and this punch directly burst the seat hammer behind him.

However, just when Chai Yan's old power was gone and the new power was not born, Qin Heng held a rotating Qi ball like magma in his hand and slammed it on his chest, Chai Yan suddenly flew upside down, his chest collapsed slightly, and there was a circle of burnt spiral scars on it.

Melt Escape Spiral Pill!

Looking at Chai Yan, who spurted out a few wisps of blood from his mouth, but struggled to get up, Qin Heng was a little surprised, this is not dead, this horizontal practice of kung fu is really good.

Chai Yan, who stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly:

"You are really powerful, you broke my horizontal practice with one blow and injured my internal organs, this is the first time anyone has done it since I was successful."

At this time, another man with a peaked cap on his head, sunken eyes, and a haggard face came out of the cabin, like a malnourished:

"The name of the man, the shadow of the tree, he is indeed powerful, and don't you notice, his position has not changed, he has always stood in place and stopped in front of the target, and he has not moved his position when you attack twice.

Chai Yan nodded and said:

"It's really a master, you start, I'll watch him."

After that, Chai Yan's eyes glowed with a blue-white light.

Qin Heng frowned when he heard this, what to start? He still knows a lot about some of the methods of the aliens in this world, and he may not have much destructive power, but it is extremely treacherous and difficult to prevent.

I saw the haggard man sitting cross-legged, muttering something similar to the scriptures.

"Nan Wu, the ...... of the Moro Prince"

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