I have a Zanpakutō

At this moment, Thomas and Kimberly also reacted. The plane lost control, but it landed on the street where they were. This is definitely the work of Death!

"Perhaps in the past six months, the god of death has noticed that ordinary accidents can't kill us at all, so..."

Zhang Han raised his head, with a strange expression on his face, "Reaper, this is forcing me to make a choice! Choose to protect myself, or choose to save that plane!"

Hearing Zhang Han's answer, Thomas and Kimberly were horrified and sweated nervously.

Thomas swallowed dryly, and begged, "Zhang, if... I mean, if you have the ability, please save them! That would be hundreds of lives!"

As a good young man who was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze, Zhang Han might disdain an accident where one or two people died, but he couldn't turn a blind eye to this kind of accident that killed hundreds of people at once.

"Fucking god of death, you really caught my weakness!"

Seeing that the passenger plane was getting lower and lower, so low that it could be seen clearly with the naked eye, Zhang Han cursed angrily, and turned to the two of them, "I may not care about you when the passenger plane is being rescued. Pay attention to the movement around you, and watch out for Death's next move!"

Seeing that Zhang Han was determined to rescue the airliner, Thomas and Kimberly couldn't help but nodded heavily, "Zhang, you are a good man!"

nice guy? !

Zhang Han couldn't help but rolled his eyes, your sister, I saved you for half a year, and I haven't seen you send me a good person card, remember now?

At this moment, the pedestrians coming and going on the street have noticed the strange airliner, raised their heads, and kept pointing.The smart ones are already calling 911.

When the two turned to leave, Zhang Han kicked his feet on the ground vigorously, and two shallow holes were stamped out on the concrete floor under his feet.With the help of the huge counter-shock force, Zhang Han rushed to the sky rapidly.

By the window of a dessert shop, a child is eating delicious ice cream, suddenly shaking his mother's arm, pointing out the window with his little finger, screaming, "Mom, look, there is Superman!"

Xin knew that Superman was a fictional character in the comics, but the mother still pretended to be interested, and followed the child's finger to look into the air.

To her surprise, a young man in a black windbreaker flew in the air and flew towards the downed passenger plane...

Pedestrians standing on both sides of the street and employees in the surrounding office buildings took out their mobile phones to take pictures of this amazing scene that is rarely seen in a century.

What made Zhang Han extremely painful was that not far from him, a helicopter appeared, with a bald guy on it, carrying a camera, as if he was doing a live broadcast.

As expected of a capitalist society, the reporters came much faster than the police!

At this moment, the passenger plane is less than 1000 meters from the ground.From Zhang Han's point of view, the nose of the passenger plane is obviously tilted, and if it goes down in this posture, it will definitely be smashed to pieces.

"Thundering carriage, the crack of the spinning wheel, this thing has light gathered and divided into six! 61 of Bind Tao, six sticks of light prison!"

Zhang Han quickly chanted a spell, pointing his finger at the oncoming large passenger plane.

Suddenly, six huge beams of light appeared in midair, gathered together, and sandwiched the airliner in the middle.

To slow down the passenger plane, Zhang Han couldn't use the head-to-head ghost way like Duan Kong. He could only reduce the kinetic energy of the passenger plane to the lowest point on the premise of not hurting the passenger plane as much as possible.

However, to his surprise, the six-stick light prison only persisted for half a second before it was smashed to pieces by the huge kinetic energy.The nose of the passenger plane tilted down again, almost at an angle of 45 degrees with the ground

"The 37th of Binding Dao, Hanging Star!"

The spiritual pressure in Zhang Han's body gushed out, turned into five spiritual power hanging nets, spread out, and hung on the path of the passenger plane.

Snapped!

The first hanging net was impacted by the airliner and stretched backwards like a spring, with the central point getting longer and longer.A second later, the hanging net scattered into spirit particles and dissipated in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third...

It wasn't until the fifth hanging net was washed away that the passenger plane only lost half of the impact force. It was less than 500 meters from the ground, and the nose was tilted, and the angle between it and the ground was already [-] degrees.

At this moment, large TV stations at home and abroad, such as ABC, NBC, CBC, FOX, BBC, etc., are broadcasting live the grand occasion of the superhero rescuing the plane.

"Wow, I didn't expect Mr. Superman to be of Asian descent." The host narrated in a surprised tone, "Sorry, I'm not discriminating against Asians, but the supermen in the comics are all muscular white men. I never thought about what an Asian superman looks like."

When Zhang Han released the six-stick light prison and hanging star, the host was shocked again.

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"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 describe in words how shocked I am at this moment."

More than one billion people from all over the world gathered in front of the TV, watching the scene of Zhang Han saving the plane with concentration...

Seeing that the ground was getting closer and closer, Zhang Han gritted his teeth and said the first words, "Fall into the mortal world, Xiao Ji!"

In an instant, the Zanpakuto at his waist turned into an ancient Chinese sword, Zhang Han had silver hair, and his black clothes became snow-white, like an ancient sword fairy walking out of a picture scroll!

Zhang Han took a deep breath, and the mask appeared on his face. At this moment, he had already used his big moves.If they really can't stop the falling passenger plane, then they can only be considered unlucky!

"Wow, is our Superman going to play a dress-up game? Why did he suddenly change into white clothes... Oh, and even the hair color has also changed!"

While the host was talking, he couldn't help but tease, "If everyone can learn the skills of Mr. Superman, I'm afraid the barber shop will close down!"

"Huh? Mr. Superman's reaction is really slow. Until now, I didn't remember to take out the mask to cover my face. I just want to say, Hey, Mr. Superman, don't wear a mask anymore, we have already seen your face!"

Closer to home, leaving aside the spoof and amusing host, Zhang Han gritted his teeth, pulled out the Zanpakuto, and whispered to himself, "Xiao Ji, it's up to you!"

After finishing speaking, the spiritual pressure in the body poured into the Zanpakuto crazily. At the same time, the spiritual pressure within a range of more than ten meters around was forcibly absorbed, combined with Zhang Han's spiritual pressure, and rearranged.

When the nose of the airliner was less than ten meters away from Zhang Han, Zhang Han let out a low shout, and Xiao Ji suddenly swelled up, transforming into a giant palm tens of meters in size, and gently pressed it on the side of the airliner. on the head...

"drink!!!"

All of a sudden, Zhang Han only felt his arms sinking, and the two hands that were holding the giant palms seemed to be supporting a hill. He could faintly feel the bones of his arms creaking!

At this moment, Zhang Han felt extremely regretful. If he had known about such a scene, he would have spent more time studying Ohnoki's technique of light and heavy rocks!

Maybe everyone will find it strange that Onogi can withstand the falling meteorite, why Zhang Han, who is of the same level as him, is so cumbersome to save a passenger plane.

It's just because Zhang Han has always followed the flow of violent output, whether it's the crescent moon sky rush, false flash, or the strange power punch that needs Chakra.

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

If he were to slash the airliner with a knife, Zhang Han promised to finish it within a second.

However, it is a bit embarrassing for Zhang Han to ensure the safety of the passengers on the passenger plane without too much collision, and to find a way to put it back on the ground!

"Oh God! What did I see?"

The host stared dumbfounded at the big screen in front of him, and said incoherently, "Mr. Superman's sword turned into a giant's palm, just like that...resisting the falling airliner!"

"I guess, Mr. Superman must be the incarnation of God's will. His old man pity those passengers in the airliner, so he will possess Superman and save them!"

Zhang Han gritted his teeth tightly, leaning forward, strenuously supporting his giant silver palm. At the same time, he continuously created spirit particles under his feet to increase friction, and his body slowly slid backwards in the air.