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Chapter 318: [317] A groundbreaking aerial battle, you are the knights of the sky, guarding the sky of Xuan Palace.

The whole afternoon.

Fang Han has been somewhat restless.

Just thinking about that heroic face and the gaze that looked back, he felt like he had been run over by a speeding car.

Run over to the point of being completely battered!

Run over to the depths of his soul!

Does it hurt?

No!

Deep within Fang Han, there is only a strong sense of unwillingness.

Since Cheng Han can ride a speeding car and lead a huge convoy, circling the entire Celestial Ring, attracting the attention of the masses.

I also have hands and feet!

Why can't I do it?!

For the first time in his life, Fang Han feels that he should do something to change his current situation.

But...

Where should he start?

Fang Han feels lost.

Suddenly, Old Zhou's angry roar explodes in his ears.

"You're courting death!"

The next moment.

Fang Han feels his shoulder being pushed forcefully, causing him to stagger a few steps involuntarily.

"Boom!"

This is the heavy vibration of the tire molding machine, giving a very powerful feeling.

Old Zhou starts scolding again, "Xiao Fang, were you sleepwalking just now? Do you know that your hand almost got crushed by the machine?"

Fang Han snaps back to reality and glances at the molding machine, feeling a wave of fear.

He looks at Old Zhou with a grateful expression, "Old Zhou, I really owe you one just now!"

Old Zhou's expression is very serious, "What happened to you this afternoon?"

Fang Han shakes his head, "Nothing!"

Old Zhou clearly doesn't believe him, "If you don't want to say, then forget it!"

But he doesn't dig deeper, just advises, "Xiao Fang, your current state is not right, it's too dangerous to work like this, you should go home..."

Before he finishes speaking.

A thunderous sound interrupts him.

"Boom!"

This explosion seems to come from the sky.

"Buzz~"

This sounds like the vibration of fighter jet engines, and it sounds like there are quite a few of them.

Old Zhou is stunned, "What's happening outside?"

This guy seems to be quite curious, he rushes towards the door, "Let's go out and take a look!"

Fang Han thinks for a moment and follows along.

Soon.

The two of them run out of the workshop.

"Boom!"

Another thunderous sound.

A bright firework blooms in the sky.

Fang Han looked up and was immediately stunned.

He saw six war hawks chasing after a small black dot.

Old Zhou squinted his eyes as he tracked the small black dot, and his face immediately changed: "My goodness! That looks like the 'Sinister Wing'!"

Fang Han was greatly surprised: "The war hawks are so powerful that they can actually deal with the Sinister Wing?"

The so-called "Sinister Wing" refers to a type of sinister creature with strong combat power. The Sinister Wing is a type of sinister creature with flying abilities and is also the most difficult type to deal with.

Under normal circumstances, the Crimson Armor Army has no ability to deal with the Sinister Wing and must seek the help of Xuan Masters.

But at this moment...

The six war hawks in the sky were attacking the Sinister Wing from all directions, and the latter couldn't keep up with the speed of the war hawks and could only passively take hits.

This scene truly subverted Fang Han's understanding.

*

In the sky...

This squad of six war hawks was filled with various sounds on the communication channel.

"Boom!"

"Damn it! This thing is too agile, it even predicted my attack!"

"Brothers, let's put in more effort and take down this damn bird!"

"We are the knights of the sky, guarding the sky of the Xuan Palace!"

"Well said!"

The Crimson Armor soldiers piloting the war hawks were brimming with fighting spirit in their words, which was simply beyond words.

In the past, soldiers could only sigh in awe at the Sinister Wing, but now they were able to do what only the Xuan Masters could do. How could they not be excited?

"Owl Three, intercept from four o'clock! I'll intercept from eight o'clock, let's launch a joint attack!"

"Understood!"

Early in the development of the war hawks, Cheng Han requested the addition of a communication system. At that time, many craftsmen didn't quite understand and thought it was a waste.

The craftsmen believed that the soldiers had practiced the Nine Elements Battle Technique and could communicate with each other by shouting.

But the authority of the Xuan Palace envoy allowed Cheng Han's will to be carried out.

In this unprecedented aerial battle, the Crimson Armor soldiers piloting the war hawks personally experienced the benefits of the communication system.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Fireworks exploded continuously.

"Hit!"

"It seems like it's not dead!"

"Its flight posture has changed, it's been injured!"

The shouts on the channel were filled with surprise.

"I'm Owl Five, my altitude is good now, I'll perform a dive attack, you guys cover me!"

"Good!"

"Roger!"

A war hawk dived down, its nose aimed at the Sinister Wing.

Just at that moment...

An unexpected change occurred.

The previously unsteady Sinister Wing suddenly increased its wing flapping frequency, and its flight speed instantly multiplied several times, shooting towards the war hawk like an arrow.

"Damn it! We've been tricked!"

"This thing was just pretending earlier!"

War Hawk Five decisively turned the aircraft, using the assistance of the Nine Elements Battle Technique to increase the rolling speed of the aircraft, trying to quickly create distance.

However...

The figure of the Sinister Wing suddenly blurred for a moment, instantly appearing over 150 meters away, right in front of the war hawk.

Unfortunately, the No. 5 Battle Falcon was in a high-speed rolling state and was unable to change its direction. It could only crash straight into the monster.

The ferocious evil raised its sharp claws, its blood-red eyes flashing with a fierce light, ready to attack at any moment.

In that instant.

The pilot of the aircraft, Nie Ze, shouted without hesitation, "I'll drag it down with me, you guys finish it off!"

The response came immediately.

"Don't!"

"Are you crazy?!"

"Nie, you damn..."

The sentence was left unfinished.

The No. 5 Battle Falcon collided heavily with the ferocious evil, and then exploded into a large fireworks display.

This was the result of two spiritual flame weapons being detonated together.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a thunderous sound.

The ferocious evil didn't have time to dodge and was engulfed by the blazing spiritual flames.

Then.

A large ball of fire fell downwards.

With the strength of a team of soldiers, they shot down a flying-winged ferocious evil. In the past, this would have been unimaginable.

From any perspective, this was a groundbreaking aerial battle.

Its significance was immeasurable!

*

Meanwhile, on the ground.

Fang Han was horrified to see a ball of fire and meteor trailing a long tail flame, occasionally scattering burning debris, falling towards the direction of the factory.

With one glance, he judged that the meteor would most likely hit within a radius of ten meters.

"Run!"

Fang Han suddenly grabbed Old Zhou's sleeve and dragged his colleague to start running.

A few seconds later.

The two took refuge in a safe place.

"Boom!"

They heard a loud noise.

The ground shook violently.

Fang Han desperately covered his ears, trembling uncontrollably.

After all, he was just a seventeen-year-old young man, and encountering such a terrifying situation, it was inevitable that he would feel scared.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"Thud!"

It sounded like a large number of parts flying up and falling back to the ground.

Fang Han gathered his courage and peeked out.

What he saw was a scene of devastation, with burning wreckage everywhere. At the location where the Battle Falcon crashed, a thick column of smoke rose into the sky.

Fang Han scanned the area and saw what appeared to be half of a wing wreckage resembling a monster.

This greatly relieved him.

It seemed that the ferocious evil had been killed.

Fang Han took a step forward, ready to come out.

Lao Zhou hurriedly tried to stop him: "It's dangerous outside, don't go."

Fang Han turned his head, his expression extremely serious: "There is a warrior in the Warhawk, he might still be alive, I have to go and take a look."

This is a respectable person who is willing to risk everything to confront evil. Even though the possibility of survival is very low, he still wants to make an effort.

Lao Zhou instinctively let go of his hand.

For some reason, this middle-aged man felt a kind of inviolable power from the young man in front of him.

Fang Han took a deep breath and ran over.

Lao Zhou watched the young man's figure, his lips moved a few times, but in the end, he just sighed and did not follow.

On the other side.

Fang Han saw half of a human body next to a large dark wing.

Only the upper body.

The lower body was missing.

The ground was covered in bright red blood, and fragments of internal organs could be vaguely seen.

This was obviously the body of the warrior.

To be honest.

For an ordinary person, this scene was quite horrifying.

Fang Han tried his best not to look at the wound, walked quickly to the side of the warrior, and carefully squatted down, reaching out to feel the other person's breath.

"Cough~"

The warrior suddenly coughed, and a large amount of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He opened his eyes and smiled with great difficulty: "I... I'm not... dead yet."

Fang Han tightly pursed his lips and suddenly felt a strong sadness.

The other person's injuries were so severe that the chance of survival was extremely slim, and he could only watch the other person die without any way to stop it.

This warrior, Nie Ze, coughed up more blood and asked incoherently: "Did... did the monster... die?"

His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he had entered the dying state.

Fang Han nodded heavily, feeling a lump in his throat: "Yes! You killed a Flying Wing Evil, it's a remarkable feat!"

Nie Ze's face twitched, as if smiling: "I am the sky's..."

Unfortunately, he didn't finish his sentence.

Nie Ze's pupils froze.

Fang Han felt his eyes getting hot, he forcefully raised his head, trying his best not to let the tears flow.

At the same time.

He softly muttered a sentence: "You are the knights of the sky, guarding the sky of Xuan Palace!"

There was a Warhawk base near Binggan City, and Red Armor soldiers often appeared in the city. Many civilians had heard this sentence.

It was said to be a motto spoken by the creator of the Warhawk.

Now, this sentence had become the motto of all the pilots.

In the past.

Fang Han always felt that the term "Sky Knights" was a bit ridiculous.

But at this moment.

He didn't have the slightest ridiculous thought.

He felt that this was a solemn promise written in blood.

"Xiao Fang! Are you okay?"

Lao Zhou's voice came over.

Fang Han ignored his colleague and still maintained his kneeling posture, murmuring: "May your soul return to the top of the Divine Banyan Tree and find eternal rest!"

At this moment.

He finally found a way to change.

(End of this chapter)