Prince Long had the highest expectations for their performance. If the two fighter jets couldn't kill Zhao Zhengyang in the passenger plane, what shame would they have to go back? More importantly, the methods Zhuo Yifan showed,
While they were surprised, they also became more determined to take advantage of this opportunity to hit him hard.
"You are still evil? It seems you are doomed to tragedy!" Seeing that the two fighter jets had no intention of leaving directly, Zhuo Yifan once again raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and hummed lightly.
"Qin Yang, are we just going to follow you like this? If we delay it any longer, we will fly to Afghanistan. If the Afghan air force discovers it, things will be very troublesome!" On a fighter jet, the young man said to his companions
The voice reminded.
"Don't worry. Zhuo Yifan does have some strength, and I didn't expect that his top-grade magic weapon could actually exert such power! It seems that the prince made a mistake this time!" The young man named Qin Yang said in a serious tone.
Di Leng snorted.
"This is not an excuse for us to explain to the prince why we failed. We must find a way to kill Zhao Zhengyang!" the young man responded in a solemn tone.
"Don't worry. Let's see how long Zhuo Yifan can last! No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person. Just like the two attacks just now, the amount of energy consumed is beyond what you and I can imagine. Wait until he is exhausted
Are you still capable of resisting our missiles?" Qin Yang reminded disapprovingly.
"You're right. This kid's energy is always limited. When he can't hold it anymore, we'll take action!" Another young man heard this and after pondering for a while, he agreed to Qin Yang's proposal.
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Zhuo Yifan, who was standing on the landing gear, slowly became aware of the opponent's intentions. As the energy in his body was rapidly depleted, he gradually felt a little powerless. If he continued like this, within ten minutes, he would
There will be very little energy left, and if the other party launches another missile, he may not even have the ability to take action!
After thinking about it again and again, Zhuo Yifan recalled the Blood Spirit Thorn back into his body with a thought. It was better to keep this thing in his body. The current Qi can already be regarded as a luxury product for him.
, we must conserve our strength to deal with the opponent's last missile.
"Huh? It seems that Zhuo Yifan is not a fool. He has no intention of fighting us hard!" Qin Yang reminded his companions in a helpless tone at this time.
"What should we do? Otherwise, we can find a way to continue to consume him?" Another young man suggested with a deep tone.
"Do you have any good ideas?" Qin Yang asked, obviously thinking that his companion's idea was feasible. Now only by consuming Zhuo Yifan's true energy as much as possible, could the last missile hit the plane in front.
"Isn't he on the landing gear of that plane now? Let's go to the blind spot of his perspective and attack from top to bottom. Once he's blind, let's see how he can stop us!" Another young man pondered for a moment.
, and gave his own plan of action.
Indeed, Zhuo Yifan's current position is down from the belly of the plane. The top of his head is completely shrouded by the huge fuselage. If the two fighter jets fly higher than the plane he is on, they dive down from above and attack the plane.
Zhuo Yifan was unable to effectively defend himself, let alone counterattack, because he was out of sight!