"Is this... Is this magic or witchcraft?"

"Where are the four corners of such a large hanging net tied? Are there nails in the air to support it? This... Seems to completely violate Newton''s three laws and the most basic concepts of physics!"

"Sorry, I can''t use words to describe how shocked I am at this moment."

More than 1 billion people around the world gathered in front of the TV and watched the scene of Zhang Han saving the plane attentively

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the ground, Zhang Han bit his teeth and said the beginning words, "fall into the world, Xiaoji!"

For a moment, the soul chopping knife at his waist turned into an ancient Chinese sword. Zhang Han had silver hair and black clothes turned snow-white, like an Ancient Sword Fairy coming out of the picture!

Zhang Han took a deep breath, and his mask appeared on his face. At the moment, all the moves have been opened. If they really can''t stop the falling airliner, it can only be regarded as their bad luck!

"Wow, is our Superman going to play cross dressing? How did he suddenly turn into white clothes... Oh, even his hair color changed!"

The host said and couldn''t help joking, "if everyone can learn Mr. Superman''s skills, I''m afraid the barber shop will be closed!"

"Eh? Mr. Superman''s reaction is really slow. Until now, he remembered to take out his mask to cover his face. I just wanted to say, hey, Mr. Superman, don''t wear a mask anymore. We''ve seen your face!"

To get back to business, leaving aside the host of the prank and funny ratio, Zhang Han bit his teeth, pulled out the soul chopping knife, and whispered to himself, "Xiaoji, it''s up to you!"

At the same time, the spirit within more than ten meters around was forcibly absorbed, combined with Zhang Han''s spirit pressure and rearranged.

Just when the nose of the airliner was less than ten meters away from Zhang Han, Zhang Han gave a low cry. Xiaoji suddenly expanded and turned into a giant palm tens of meters in size, gently pressing on the nose of the airliner

"Drink!!!"

Suddenly, Zhang Han only felt his arms sink, and his two hands against his huge palm seemed to support a hill. He vaguely felt that the bones of his arms were creaking!

At the moment, Zhang Han felt very regretful. He had known that there would be such a scene, so he would spend more time studying onomu''s heavy and heavy rock art!

Maybe you will find it strange that Onoki can withstand the falling meteorite. Why is it so cumbersome for Zhang Han, who is the same level as him, to save an airliner.

Just because Zhang Han has always been a violent output stream, whether it''s crescent sky rush, virtual flash, or chakra''s strange power fist.

Zhang Han never thought that one day, he would save people like Ono Muding meteorite.

If he wants to chop the airliner with a knife, Zhang Han promises to finish it in a second.

However, we should not only ensure the safety of the passengers on the passenger plane, but also find a way to put it back on the ground, which is a little difficult for Zhang Han!

"Oh, my God! What do I see?"

The host stared at the big screen in front of him and said incoherently, "Mr. Superman''s sword has become a giant''s palm, so... Withstood the falling airliner!"

"I guess Mr. Superman must be the embodiment of God''s will. He will cling to Superman and save them only when he has poor passengers in the passenger plane!"

Zhang Han clenched his teeth, leaned forward and struggled against the silver white giant palm. At the same time, he constantly created a spirit under his feet to increase friction, and his body slipped slowly downward in the air.

Poop!

On the arm of the muscle Qiu knot, the blood vessels exposed to the skin surface suddenly burst under the heavy pressure, and countless blood water sprayed out along Zhang Han''s arm.

"Stop it!"

Zhang Han roared, agitated the spirit pressure in his body again, and poured into the giant palm along his arm.

With the support of Zhang Han, the speed of the passenger plane falling is getting slower and slower.

I don''t know how long later, the nose of the airliner finally stopped falling, but the tail fell down without support.

Zhang Han had thought of this situation for a long time. His huge silver hands were suddenly divided into two, one in the front and one in the back. They slowly fell down against the lower abdomen of the passenger plane.

Finally, Zhang Han successfully put the airliner on the ground.

"Success?!" in the studio, the host jumped up in surprise and shouted regardless of the image, "yes, you''re right. Mr. Superman successfully saved a large passenger plane that was about to crash!"

Zhang Han half knelt on the ground, returned and simply treated his bleeding arms.

Just then, all the people on both sides of the street flocked to get close to the hero who saved the airliner.

Seeing this, Zhang Han hurried to take an instant step, his body flashed, and disappeared in front of everyone.

In the studio, the host regretfully watched Zhang Han disappear into the crowd and said helplessly, "well, this live broadcast is over. We will continue to track the follow-up. Please pay attention to XXX TV station. I''m XX. Audience friends, goodbye!"

"My God! You did it, you really did it!"

At the corner of the street, Thomas and Kimberly are sitting in the car, and the shock in their eyes is still hard to calm... Especially Kimberly, there is a steaming fog in her eyes, and you can smell the hormones from her across the street

In Zhang Han''s opinion, it''s no big deal.

He only saved an airliner and hurt his arms. If the old guy knew about it, he would laugh at him for at least a year!

"Think about what kind of existence we are facing!" Zhang Han looked at Kimberly, who was trembling with excitement and kept winking at him. He coldly reminded, "who knows if the people on the plane will be chased by death like us?"

Thomas and Kimberly changed their faces at the same time, and the question came to mind.

Although they don''t have a prophet, the people on the plane really survived, and the God of death usually chases the survivors

If you think so, it seems meaningless for Zhang Han to save the airliner, but it just delayed the death time of those people!

Of course, by the way, he became famous as a superhero.

Seeing that they were silent, Zhang Han comforted, "we can see from this crisis that the God of death is continuing to evolve. What we need to do now is to find another prophet as soon as possible and try to find a way to solve the death crisis by combining their strength."

"Otherwise, death will spread all over the world like a virus!"