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Chapter 217: Think Helicopter Getting Into Space? Ha ha!

If one day I could fly a supersonic in the air, I would die without regret.

This is what Little Lee used to want.

And today, God seems to be in a good mood, ready to satisfy his two wishes with one breath - the first is to fly in the supersonic co-pilot's seat; the second is to die without regret, and he will soon die!

Li's eyes were all wet.

In his sight, the plane's propeller broke off at the moment, and the helicopter's glass was unable to withstand the sound burst pressure at supersonic speeds, and began to break. Some of the decks on the fuselage also began to fall off joyfully and fly out.

These are also what Li can see from this angle. Behind the plane he can't turn around to see, there has been a ‘helicopter crash’ disaster movie, the whole tail of the plane is scattered, Mars is lit, smoke everywhere.

Now the helicopter has left only one semi-circular fuselage… and many decks have fallen off the fuselage casing.

Due to excessive damage to the fuselage, the aircraft is losing power and is exiting the 'supersonic' state.

Previously, the aircraft was too fast, and in a blink of an eye, everything that had fallen apart had disappeared.

Teacher Li closed her eyes painfully. Although a major insurance policy had been signed before boarding the plane, his family would receive a substantial amount of compensation in the event of an accident.

Even before boarding the plane, he was ready to face sacrifice.

But when death really comes down, Teacher Li is only scared!

He found himself not as strong as he thought he was. His‘ dare to face death 'preparation is based on the premise' or chance to live '.

His heart and courage disappeared when he was truly faced with the situation of the Ten Dead.

Instructor Li cried out loud: "Mom, I don't want to die! Woo... I'm young, I don't want to die so early. ”

Men do not easily cry, but do not reach the sad spot.

And now, I'm going to crash, and I'm not afraid to embarrass myself, so make me cry.

So Teacher Li cried old sad.

“Tsk... airplanes are brighter than I thought.” Senior White mumbled and then saw no movement from him, and a few invisible swords lashed out of him.

The sword directly melts the broken glass, yes, melt, not break! Not even silk foam left!

The sword then spread in all directions.

Where Song Shuhang and Teacher Li couldn't see it, all the propellers, tails, aircraft armor, etc. that landed below were hit by invisible swordfire and smashed into pieces in the middle of the air.

In this way, it avoids causing harm to people or things on the ground below when parts of these aircraft descend from the sky.

At the same time, a shield was activated from Senior White to protect the remaining helicopters. It acts as an aircraft enclosure and glass.

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At the same time, Song Shuhang promptly removed his‘ costume 'helmet over poor Teacher Li's head and turned on the oxygen supply device in case Teacher Li hung up due to lack of oxygen.

Teacher Li raised her head reluctantly and turned to Song Shuhang with gratitude - while simultaneously sighing, what use would it be to wear this astronaut helmet? The planes are crumbling like this, falling out of the air.

“Grandma, I'll see you in heaven!” Instructor Li finally screamed, twisting his head... and passed out.

Teacher Li made Song Shuhang cry.

“But if you faint, wake up as a nightmare.” Song Shuhang's secret passage.

He then looked at the broken plane under his feet and relieved himself - the plane was damaged like this and could not move on. So, Senior White and the plan to fly can only be stopped?

Song Shuhang exhorted: “Senior, the propeller is gone, the plane is not even powered. Shall we evacuate? ”

“…” Senior White's face was silent and his face showed obvious unwillingness.

Song Shuhang put his three-inch tongue to the extreme and continued to persuade him: “This time, the quality of the plane is not good, even if we can't catch up with the monk who just flew the sword, it's not a crime of war. If we switch planes of good quality, we'll beat that guy in minutes! ”

“Well, the quality of this plane is terrible. I knew we should have flown a jet fighter.” Senior White exclaimed.

“It's okay, we can learn jet fighters next time. Never mind this time. Shall we abandon the plane?” Song Shuhang held his fist in the dark and was looking forward to success!

“Well... but we shouldn't give up until the last minute!” Senior White suddenly changed the style and became very bloody.

Song Shuhang hastily persuaded: "No, Senior. Sometimes giving up is courage! ”

“It's okay, we haven't had to give up yet.” Senior White rose from the main driver's seat and squatted down, reaching out and drawing a series of arrays on the plane's deck.

This string of methods The White Honored painter is old and skilled, he must have painted a lot of methods.

Song Shuhang also felt familiar.

With the slight improvement of the law of formation, Song Shuhang recognized it - isn't this the French script on Senior White's proud work 'One-Time Flying Sword Version 004’? Some time ago, Senior White randomly picked out a branch and carved it, instilling it in the spirit can turn it into a wonder, turning the branch into a flying sword.

Was Senior White going to turn the helicopter wreckage into a disposable sword version 004?

Isn't that a little exaggerated?

Can this be done?

It's incredible to turn a wooden sword into a disposable flying sword version 004. If this huge aircraft shell can also turn into a disposable flying sword... lying still, it's really changed!

To say change is to change, is to be so discretionary.

I saw Senior White engraved the last character, clapped his hands satisfactorily, and instilled spiritual power into the formation method, completing the manufacture of the 'one-time flying sword 004’ version.

The entire aircraft crust sounded like a sword.

“It's as easy as I thought.” Senior White clapped his hands satisfactorily: "Book voyage, sit down. We're leaving again! ”

Song Shuhang hastily grabbed the seat.

The White Honored lifted his sword and drank softly: "Go away! ”

Whoa!

The helicopter blew out.

Even if you lose your propeller, even if you lack the parts you need for all kinds of helicopters. But this supersonic helicopter, modified by Senior White Magic, sailed again.

And speed, fast nothing to say.

“Ha-ha-ha, great!” The White Venerable is proud of Yangyang, and then again injects spiritual power into the 'Improved Blue Wind Acceleration Matrix': “Ten times faster! ”

The one-time flying sword speed climbed again… quickly, breaking the sound barrier again.

Song Shuhang secretly sighed. Whatever, let Senior Bai have a good time!

Windy Sword Yang Yuxiang is slowing down his sword flight. Although he exceeded the helicopter, the helicopter speed was too tortoiseous, causing him no sense of victory and pleasure.

It's disappointing, even if it's a helicopter, it's at least 150 km/h!

But the guy in the helicopter was pretty funny, especially the one in the back seat, the whole guy in the thick costume, and it was hilarious.

Does he think he can go to space by helicopter? Ha-ha-ha, that's funny.

“Well, forget it. Find an air base later. The last time I raced with a supersonic fighter, that was the best feeling!” Windy Sword Yang Yuxiang stretched his lazy waist and was preparing to speed up again to find the target of the Soaring Sword.

Suddenly... Yang Yuxiang felt a disturbance behind her back.

He turned his head violently, and then he saw a picture he'd never forgotten.

A helicopter… uh, probably a helicopter? We're approaching him fast!

Speed or something, the point is the shape of this helicopter!

The plane's propellers, tails, and brackets are all gone, just a bare enclosure, and the enclosure doesn't even have glass! The tail is even smoking.

This thing can still fly in the air? And it's getting old and fast, and that speed, it's almost two mah!

Windy Sword Yang Yuxiang would love to roar and ask this helicopter: What kind of physics and dynamics do you rely on to fly so sparklingly in the air?

Say it late, then hurry! The helicopter was getting closer and closer, and the wind and the sword and the rain were shining through the people in the plane.

A handsome man is in the position of flying an airplane - and all the instruments on the airplane are extinguished and not moving at all.

The passenger seat is a man who fainted for some reason.

And finally, an impressive guy —— the man in the suit.

The handsome man was facing the windsword Yang Yuxiang, then the handsome man hey hey smiled, hands crossed, and closed a monk's hand print position.

This handprint gesture is familiar to Yang Yuxiang because he usually loves to do it with others.

EXPLANATION: These are the handprints of the two monks in the car, oh no... when they fly swords, they tie each other. Nothing special, just tell each other - you weak chicken, have the balls to spell it with me!

A provocative handprint.

The man in the astronaut's clothes shrugged his shoulders against the wind and sword and rain, and smiled with embarrassment.

“Fork, fork, fork! You want to race me? That's exactly what I want!” Yang Yuxiang smiled coldly: “I am the Triple Champion of the Sovereign Sword Competition - Windy Sword Yang Yuxiang! ”

Yang Yuxiang took the starting position on the flying sword and waited for the weird helicopter to approach.

When the helicopter flew to him and stayed in line with him, Yang Yuxiang made a long whistle and pushed his sword!

Let's show you the power of the three champions of the Sovereign Sword Competition, and you'll see how fast the difference between you and me will be!