Chapter 127 Injury

"Murder! Help!"

Sitting in the front seat was a fat middle-aged woman with all kinds of jewelry all over her body. When the rich young man fell down, her round eyes were just looking at her. Suddenly, she jumped up from the seat screaming and looking at her. Run in the direction of the captain's room.

"die!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man who killed the wealthy young man, he shot again, raised his hand and slapped the waistcoat of the fat middle-aged woman.

That middle-aged fat woman was just an ordinary person. In Song Yan's opinion, if this palm fell on her vest, it would definitely shatter her internal organs, so he could no longer remain silent.

"stop!"

"puff!"

A coin suddenly appeared in Song Yan's hand, and he poured it into it and played it out with the hidden weapon of the Thousand Buddha's Hand.

The Thousand Buddha's Hand is a martial skill of the innate level, and Song Yan is pouring it with real yuan. Therefore, the speed of the coin is extremely fast, only a faint silver light can be seen, and the middle-aged man's palm is about to shoot. When a fat woman, pierce his palm.

"what!"

The man let out a scream, and suddenly retracted his hand, finding a bloody hole in the palm of his hand.

Now that he has made his move, Song Yan no longer has any reservations. When he pierced through the man's palm, he swept out with the nine-transformation of Long Teng, and his hands flew out.

Stormy waves first style!

Unprepared, another man had to hurriedly greet him.

"puff!"

He felt an unmatched force pouring into his body through his arms, instantly reaching his body, shattering his internal organs.

With one move, he shattered a terrorist's internal organs, and Song Yan's body turned around and turned into the second form of a stormy sea.

"Boom!"

The air was rolling, covering the body of the terrorist whose palm was pierced. Even before he could react, a pair of palms slapped his chest and dantian successively.

Broken heart, broken dantian!

Song Yan would not be lenient at all when it comes to killing such terrorists who don't take human life seriously.

As the rabbits rose and the falcons fell, two terrorists from the first level of congenital nature died in Song Yan's hands. Seeing this scene, Tang Qingning's beautiful eyes could not help but glow with admiration and surprise.

And Song Yan, after killing the two terrorists, did not stop and rushed towards the economy class, where there were eight terrorists with guns.

The next moment, he appeared in the economy class, and the eight terrorists seemed to realize something, stood up one after another, and aimed their guns at Song Yan.

"go!"

Eight strands of silver light flew out from Song Yan's hand like a rain of flowers in the sky.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

Seven terrorists were pierced through their heads by coins, and one terrorist escaped the coin's attack, and quickly took a middle-aged passenger next to him as a hostage, shouting to Song Yan, "Get out, Or I'll kill him!"

Song Yan frowned, hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"Little brother take a snapshot of what he says, or he will kill me!" The middle-aged man begged and shouted to Song Yan.

The three terrorists in the captain's room already knew that something was wrong here. The young man who flew the plane had set the plane to automatic flight mode, and roughly grabbed a flight attendant's hair and pulled her to the first class cabin. , Coincidentally, the flight attendant was the one who served him before.

calm!

Song Yan took a deep breath, and then his eyes were fixed on the terrorist. The next moment, the coins filled with all his real yuan flew out.

Silver light flashed.

"puff!"

The terrorist had a blood hole between his eyebrows, and then, the gun in his hand slipped, and his body fell limply on the seat.

In order to kill the terrorist as quickly as possible, so that he did not have time to shoot, Song Yan poured all his real energy into it this time. Therefore, after killing the terrorist, he felt staggered and almost fell. .

"Help! Help!"

When the middle-aged passenger who was kidnapped saw the terrorists being killed, he exclaimed and ran towards Song Yan.

Song Yan quickly took out a Yang Yuan Dan and put it in his mouth, and said to the passengers in the economy class, "Don't be afraid, they are all terrorists, but they have all been killed by me now! So please keep your due diligence. order!"

"Thank you, little brother, for saving me!" The middle-aged passenger gratefully grabbed Song Yan's hand.

"Okay, uncle, please go back to your seat! There are still a few terrorists to deal with!" Song Yan said comfortingly, then turned around and walked towards the first class cabin.

But just as he turned around, a cruel smile appeared on the middle-aged passenger's face: "Go to hell!"

The lightning-fast palm was printed on Song Yan's vest.

"puff!"

Song Yan's body flew out like a broken kite, just crashing into the first-class cabin.

The strength of this palm is very strong, at least reaching the level of Innate Third Layer. In addition, he used up his true essence just now. Although he took a nourishing essence pill, he only recovered 20% of his true essence. Therefore, this blow, It almost shattered his internal organs.

While still in the air, he quickly activated the supernatural powers of life.

However, he did not rashly get up from the ground.

"Hey, boy, you still haven't died after eating my palm?" The middle-aged passenger stepped into the first-class cabin, looked at the extremely weak lying on the ground, and said somewhat unexpectedly.

"You...you are also...they belonged?" Song Yan said intermittently, while blood poured out of his mouth.

"You only understand now, it's too late!" The middle-aged passenger sneered: "Okay, you stinky boy killed so many of my men, I'll send you to hell myself!" During the conversation, the middle-aged passenger strode He came and stepped on Song Yan's head.

"Don't kill him!"

Tang Qingning shouted loudly.

At this time, the shadowy young man who took the flight attendant as a hostage also came to the first class cabin and sandwiched Tang Qingning with the middle-aged passenger one after the other.

"Miss Tang seems to care about this kid?" the middle-aged passenger said with his feet stagnant in the air.

"You're wrong, I don't know him, I just don't want to see you killing innocent people again!" Tang Qingning regained her indifferent expression again.

"Okay, Miss Tang, I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore. You know our purpose, hand over that thing!" The middle-aged passenger withdrew his feet and looked at Tang Qingning with a smile. Suddenly, there was a look in his eyes. Sen Leng: "Of course, you can also refuse, and the consequence is that the entire plane will be buried with you!"

"Do you think I'll take that thing with me? Even if you kill everyone on the plane, I won't be able to take it out!" Tang Qingning said unmoved, still very cold.

"Awei!"

The middle-aged passenger glanced at the shadowy youth.

The other party nodded, clasped the flight attendant's neck with a probing hand, and gradually increased the strength, and the flight attendant's face became more and more pale.

The middle-aged passenger said again: "Miss Tang, do you want to pay? I only ask you three times, the first time, Awei will kill the flight attendant, the second time, we will kill everyone in the first class, and the third time. Next time, we'll kill everyone on the plane!"

For a while, Tang Qingning couldn't help showing hesitation: "Okay, I can give you that kind of thing, but you promise not to kill anyone on the plane again!"

The middle-aged passenger couldn't help laughing loudly: "Haha, Miss Tang is indeed kind, Awei!"

"Yes!"

The shadowy youth let go of the flight attendant and strode towards Tang Qingning.

Here comes the opportunity.

Song Yan, who had been replying to his true essence, gleamed in his eyes, and his figure suddenly burst into flames.