Chapter Twenty-Six: See the Vortex Fist Again

The power of this punch is like thunder, and even the pilot of the fighter plane does not dare to underestimate it

As soon as the driver's mind moved, immediately, the body of the fighter plane was praised with a layer of misty brilliance, and the defense layer of the fighter had been opened, with this layer of defense that even the ion cannon of a low-level country could block a block, the driver's heart was sure that he was safe.

Although the fighter plane was tall, it was not bulky, but it was extremely agile to step back and stretch its arms in front of its chest, and the young man's fist and the metal arm of the fighter collided fiercely.

"Boom!" There was a loud sound, and the air wave forced the surrounding fighters to open their defenses one by two.

The young man in the armor was hit by the violent recoil and rolled twice in the air, and the surface of the armor was brilliant, and in an instant, the impact was dispersed. He knew his own strength, that punch, with eighty percent of his true qi, and on the fist gloves, there were five elements of attack array, which increased his attack power by three percent, and his punch seemed to be just a straight punch, but the force that came out of the hole was like a drill, spiral-shaped, screwing the force on the sharp drill, they had tried to test it, such a punch could drill a hole in the battleship of the Morris Airy Alliance, a third-level civilized country. However, now, his knuckles hurt as if they were broken, and several cracks appeared in his gloves, while the opponent's fighter plane seemed to be undamaged.

However, he didn't know that the other party's heart was several times more terrified than him!

"Eighty percent lower defense!" the fighter pilot swallowed in his throat, his voice dry to report to the leader and his teammates.

For a moment, there was silence in the communicator.

Just a punch. Just reduce the defense of their fighters by 80 percent?! They can hardly believe their ears!

This also means: That young man's fist is worth the ion cannon?!

It's impossible!

However, the data is in front of you.

The leader took a deep breath, his eyes became hotter and hotter, and he spat out a few words: "Use long-range attacks, be sure to capture alive!"

With such a magical cultivation technique, no matter what, he has to get it for his master!

Sha Ling's eyes were slightly moist, he still remembered. Many years ago, when he went to Li Tang's family, Li Zi proudly told himself that he had cultivated a unique vortex box, but he didn't expect to finally see this set of boxing again today, and its power was much more powerful than before.

Raising his head, Sha Ling didn't let the tears flow. Plum. Zhao Wang, Xiao Lu...... Are you all right?

The two fighters took a step forward, and in the thick hands of the fighters, with a "swish", a ball-like thing popped out, this thing is called a "beast trap net", which is specially used to catch beasts on wild planets, and there is everything in the universe, with the power of beasts on wild planets. Even the fighter plane does not dare to take its edge lightly, and as a prominent family, if some rare and strong wild beasts are not kept in captivity in the family's territory, it will not be high-grade, to put it bluntly. It is used by the noble family to show off.

Didn't think of it. This "trap net" will one day be used to catch people.

The young man's eyes narrowed, and the cold glow shone. It seems that it is not possible to use special tricks. Suddenly, his figure flickered, closing in on the masked men, and under the helmet protector, his lips spread, his vocal cords vibrated and he let out a roar.

This voice fell on the ears of those masked people, only to feel like a huge thunder rolling, and in an instant it resounded in the sky above their heads, and their hearts and souls trembled, and they were as if they were in an ancient battlefield, dazed, and the sharp and blood-colored blade had been slashed down fiercely!

All the masked men inside the fighter plane had a look of fear on their faces, their breathing was short, and cold sweat was on their foreheads!

"Ahem! Turn on the infrasonic defense! Turn on the infrasonic defense!" The leader of the man in black suddenly snorted, he couldn't help but be grateful to his teacher for letting him exercise his mind attentively, otherwise he was afraid that he would be killed this time and he wouldn't know what was going on!

He roared and immediately woke up a group of black-clothed people who were dazed and deep in the illusion.

The young man sighed lightly, but unfortunately, only the two men in black who bore the brunt of the attack had already died, and the other fighters retreated in unison.

He knew in his own heart that the punch in front of him, as well as this roar, had almost used up all of his true qi, and now, as long as the fighter punched him, he could be beaten to powder. It's just that his demeanor is still calm, and he seems to be comfortable with it, gently, he laughed, and his voice was full of contempt: "Who will be next?" ”

Such negligent words and attitudes, if the ordinary martial artist would have been provoked, but on the contrary, these black-clothed masked men opposite him are good warriors, but they are also thugs of the big family, in their eyes, the dignity of the warrior is far inferior to the honor of the family.

The leader hesitated, he couldn't tell how much strength the young man still had, and that sonic attack, although it could be resisted, was quite a drain on the body's energy.

Thinking that if he attracted the help of Yinhua Xing, he was afraid that it would be really troublesome, and the leader frowned and said, "Let's go together, live or die!" Helplessly, he gave this order.

At this moment, suddenly, a sigh sounded in everyone's ears, this sigh seemed to be extremely close, as close as if it was beside him, making everyone tremble.

Immediately, a figure appeared beside the young man from faint to deep. This was a young man, who looked like he was only about twenty years old, he was not tall, his figure was not strong, he was thin and weak, he was just an ordinary ordinary person no matter how he looked at it, but no one present dared to see him as an ordinary person—he was floating in the air without the help of any tools, what did this mean? The masked man couldn't help but look at his leader.

A chill surged in the leader's heart, among the most common powerhouse levels in the universe, there were twenty masters of the physical arts department, and he was only in the ranks of the third level, but he also knew that the physical arts department was above the tenth level, and he could stay in the air for a short time with his physical body.

"A race with a special innate ability, or, a master of the physical arts department level 10 or above...... Or, the sixth level of the spiritual master......" Difficult, the leader said.

If this young man is the latter two, then no one present can be his opponent, and even, to him, they are just ants.