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"Bang!"

Qin Lie suddenly flung open the hatch, and a violent storm, mixed with arcs of electricity, rushed in with the gale.

"Thunderbirds don't usually attack humans unprovoked, but they are extremely sensitive to magnetic fields, making airplanes giant sitting ducks for them!"

"I have to go out and clear the flock of birds now, or we'll all be buried here!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Changsheng, Lin Xing, and the others all turned their gazes toward Jiang Feng.

Unbeknownst to them, this young man had become their pillar of support.

Jiang Feng looked at the flashing lightning outside the cabin and nodded without hesitation: "Everyone, let's go out and help!"

Since we're all on the same plane, when the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken.

Moreover, they are all Grandmasters who have reached the fifth rank, so fighting in the air is no problem for them.

"Oh……"

Just as everyone was about to set off, a cold laugh suddenly rang out.

Ye Junlin slowly stood up, his black trench coat fluttering in the wind.

"Jiang Feng, your chance has come!"

"Today, I'll show you that I'm stronger than you!"

He glanced at Jiang Feng with disdain and stepped out of the cabin first.

Upon seeing this, Feng Changge and Bai Zihuang immediately followed closely behind.

The crowd filed out and climbed onto the back of the plane.

The scene before me resembled an apocalyptic painting.

Thousands of lightning-crackling birds blanketed the entire airspace.

They were enveloped in yellow lightning, crackling incessantly, as dense arcs of electricity lashed out at the aircraft's energy shield, creating ripples in the air.

Some of the crackling birds even landed on the wings, spitting out yellow arcs of electricity.

"Clang!"

The sword sang like a dragon!

Qin Lie drew his heavy battle sword.

As a powerful expert of the fifth rank and eighth star, his fighting methods were not fancy at all.

With a powerful horizontal slash, the terrifying blade energy sliced ​​through the three crackling birds blocking its path in an instant, as if cutting through cloth. The charred remains were swept into the raging wind.

"Jiang Feng!"

In the raging wind, Ye Junlin flicked his wrist, and a jet-black spear appeared out of thin air.

"Dare to have a competition and see who kills more birds!"

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, ignoring his clamor, and instead looked towards the abyss in the distance.

Something is wrong!

They had only just entered the abyss when they unexpectedly stumbled upon a flock of birds crackling with lightning.

Was it a coincidence, or...?

Before the truth is clear, preserving our strength is the best policy!

Jiang Feng did not fly towards the flock of birds, but stood on the fuselage and killed all the crackling birds that tried to approach, without wasting a single bit of his true energy.

On the other hand, the battle has reached a fever pitch.

Night Lord's fighting style emphasizes being invisible and intangible.

He transformed into a streak of black light, flickering eerily in mid-air.

The black spear thrust out, instantly piercing the head of a crackling bird.

After killing each one, he would pause for half a second and give Jiang Feng a provocative look.

Feng Changge was extremely wild. A crimson whip in her hand was like a fire dragon stirring up the river. Wherever the whip passed, the thunderbirds were torn apart.

Bai Zihuang wielded a golden spear, its thrusts as swift as a dragon, weaving in and out of the dense flock of birds seven times.

Li Changsheng moved with graceful ease, his cyan sword flashing as if a gentle breeze was blowing, effortlessly slicing off the wings of the two strange beasts.

Xiao Xingye and Xiao Wanning, brother and sister, stood back to back, one attacking and the other defending, their teamwork was seamless.

At that moment, the doors of the other two planes were also flung open.

Ling Xu, Yan Changfeng, Song Haoze, and other top twenty talents from this year's league have all emerged.

"Jiang Feng, I'll cover you!"

Ling Xu shouted, and the heavy sword on his back slammed into the fuselage. The earthy yellow true energy exploded out, transforming into an indestructible light shield that firmly blocked several Thunderbirds that attempted to launch a sneak attack.

Yan Changfeng's fingers danced, and three red mechanical beasts leaped out of his storage ring, spewing scorching rays that intertwined in mid-air to form a net of fire.

"Hahaha! A bunch of beasts, daring to block my way!"

A burst of arrogant laughter erupted.

Qin Baisheng's eyes were bloodshot, and his body erupted with astonishing true energy.

As the fifth-ranked prodigy among the "Seven Talents of Chengdu," he was eager to prove himself after witnessing the fall of several geniuses ahead of him in the secret realm!

"The Mad Lion's Technique!"

Qin Baisheng roared and abandoned the battle on the aircraft. Like a ferocious humanoid beast, he charged directly into the depths of the flock of birds and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng frowned even more deeply.

These fourth-tier Thunder Crackling Birds are indeed not very strong individually.

But this is at an altitude of 10,000 meters, with no footholds. Once a protracted battle ensues, even a grandmaster's true energy will eventually be exhausted.

Qin Baisheng's all-out fighting style is practically suicidal!

"Jiang Feng!"

Not far away, Ye Junlin shattered a Thunderbird with a single shot and taunted loudly, "I've already killed thirty-one! And you've only killed a mere thirteen!"

"This year's top player is nothing special; I'm far superior!"

Jiang Feng brandished the Purple Cloud Sword in his hand, easily slaying a fish that had slipped through the net, feeling somewhat speechless.

I thought this guy was a cool and aloof gun mechanic, but it turns out he's a brain-stem amputee teenager with delusions of grandeur.

Just then, Qin Lie, who was leading the way with debt, suddenly turned around and saw Qin Baisheng, who had already charged into the flock of birds. His expression changed drastically, and he roared with all his might:

"Damn it! Who told you to rush in! Never go near the flock of birds!"

"Thunderbirds have a symbiotic relationship! The stronger and higher-ranking mutants are all hidden in the center of the flock!"

Everyone was shocked by these words.

However, upon hearing this, Ye Junlin, who was in mid-air, not only did not retreat, but his arrogant eyes instead blazed with fanatical light.

Is the strongest bird in the middle?

great!

As long as I charge in and kill the strongest bird king, let's see what face Jiang Feng will have left to sit at the top of the list!

Ye Junlin's blood surged, and he brandished his spear, preparing to use his movement technique to rush straight to the center of the storm.

"ah!!!"

Suddenly, a piercing scream came from deep within the flock of birds, instantly drowning out the thunder and the roar of engines.

Everyone froze.

Ye Junlin's charge froze in mid-air.

next second.

"boom!!!"

A terrifying yellow pillar of lightning suddenly erupted from the center of the dense bird nest!

Wherever the yellow lightning passed, even the air was scorched and distorted.

Then, to everyone's astonishment...

A charred corpse fell helplessly from the center of the flock of birds, crashing heavily into the abyss.

Qin Baisheng!

The guy who was laughing arrogantly just a second ago has fallen in an instant!

"What...what kind of monster is that?!"

From the crowd, someone let out a trembling gasp.