Chapter 243: I

Sky.

White marks crisscrossed, and in the whistling sound, aerospace fighters flew past.

From time to time, they passed each other, diving, rotating, retreating, doing all kinds of dazzling technical movements.

Jiang Ding drove the aerospace fighter across the sky.

Through the quasi-Tier 3 spiritual child radar electromagnetic interaction formation, things within a one-hundred-kilometer range clearly appeared in his soul.

"This is the Immortal Sect's war magic treasure."

He sighed with emotion.

Aerospace fighters were like aerospace overlords, patrolling their territory, suppressing all who did not submit.

"Seventy kilometers away, coordinates (...,...,...) enemy cultivator appeared."

The voice of the aerospace fighter formation spirit came.

Jiang Ding discovered through the assistance of the quasi-Tier 3 spiritual child radar a rune paper puppet with an aura vaguely at the mid Foundation Establishment stage, killing toward the aerospace fighter at the conventional speed of a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The quasi-Tier 3 spiritual child radar locked onto the aura, and one of the seven Hunter missiles in the bomb bay was lowered.

Magic power surged in, activating the quasi-Tier 3 Star Dou Killing Yin Formation in the aerospace fighter. Lines of formation runes lit up one after another, swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several kilometers, and the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged incessantly.

All the spiritual energy and engine energy gathered toward the missile bay below.

Boom!

In a huge roaring sound, the tail of the Hunter missile erupted with bright light, disappearing into the distance at a speed far exceeding the aerospace fighter.

After a few breaths, it passed through a distance of seventy kilometers, and the scorching radiance of the missile shone into the eyes of the rune paper puppet.

A symbol representing horror appeared on its head, its body split into seven, and it exploded with the speed of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, fleeing in all directions.

"This one is real."

Through the quasi-Tier 3 spiritual child radar, Jiang Ding locked onto its true body without any effort. The Hunter missile passed through, exploded, and the sky full of paper scraps was burned to ashes in the flames.

"The enemy has been eliminated."

Jiang Ding reported upward.

At the original position, an aluminum-white metal rod shed its load and rushed back toward the aerospace fighter direction slowly at the peak Qi Condensation speed.

Missile core, quasi-magic treasure, can be reloaded and utilized, but must be carried out in a specialized arsenal.

"The power feels... okay."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

"This coordinate, fifty kilometers away, late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator appeared."

The fighter formation spirit prompted again.

Boom!

The quasi-Tier 3 Star Dou Killing Yin Formation erupted, swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several kilometers. A Hunter missile broke through the air and landed on the body of the rune puppet within a few breaths.

Boom!

Fire and explosion sounds appeared together, but this time it didn't kill the opponent in one strike.

A small mountain-shaped rune paper representing a top-grade defensive magic tool flashed past. The top-grade magic tool mountain was blasted with a notch, and the remaining power of the missile just blasted away the last shield of the paper puppet, a top-grade magic tool, severely injuring it.

Then, there was only an aluminum-white stick left, which was intercepted by the enemy.

"This again."

Jiang Ding frowned.

According to the data in the aerospace fighter manual, the Hunter missile had quasi-Tier 3 lethality, so it shouldn't be unable to deal with a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Boom!

The next missile was fired by the quasi-Tier 3 Star Dou Killing Yin Formation, shattering the late-stage Foundation Establishment paper puppet that had achieved significant results.

"Understood."

After a little thought, Jiang Ding knew his problem.

"The proficiency in controlling the quasi-Tier 3 formation is not enough, and the power of the missile is not concentrated enough. It was offset by being blocked, and the power was completely dispersed."

"In this case, even if the control is proficient, it only theoretically possesses quasi-Tier 3 power. In fact, it is a relatively weak existence among quasi-Tier 3 combat powers."

"This kind of weakness disappears when the aerospace fighter reaches a certain number and forms a formation."

Beep!

"Sixty kilometers away, peak Foundation Establishment cultivator."

The fighter formation spirit warned.

Boom!

In the deafening sound, the remaining four Hunter missiles drew curved trajectories, tore through the sky, arrived around the paper puppet within a few breaths, and fell whistling.

"Shield."

"Ring."

The peak Foundation Establishment paper puppet hit two top-grade shield magic tools and a ring shield magic tool, each blocking two missiles, causing them to deviate from their direction, and most of the power fell into empty space.

The top-grade magic tool shields and rings were temporarily damaged under the impact of the two missiles, and the spiritual light was incomparably dim.

But the body was only slightly injured!

Then, the peak Foundation Establishment paper puppet locked onto the aerospace fighter's aura with some kind of spell, drew a streak of light, and flew toward this direction.

"So weak, can't even beat a peak Foundation Establishment."

Jiang Ding sighed.

Looking around again, many students were the same, being chased and beaten by peak Foundation Establishment cultivators or even late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, completely without the style of the Immortal Sect's aerospace overlord.

"Lack of proficiency is one thing."

"Another thing is that in a one-on-one situation, even if the control is proficient, it seems that the aerospace fighter can only be evenly matched with the peak Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Nine Great Immortal Sects?"

"However, the Immortal Sect never fights alone. Thirty-six aerospace fighters form a military formation, which can fight against Jin Dan cultivators."

Beep!

Beep!

During this moment of distraction, the peak Foundation Establishment paper puppet had already broken into thirty kilometers, full of killing intent.

"Evacuate!"

"Evacuate immediately!"

The aerospace fighter formation spirit warned urgently.

"Cultivator, you need to stay away from danger immediately, stay away from hostile cultivators, and return to the base or mothership to replenish missiles."

"Danger? No danger."

Jiang Ding opened the escape cabin, and his person had already flown out, the pale blue streak of light accompanying the aerospace fighter, without any sign of falling behind.

Whoosh!

A deep blue flying sword left its sheath, and the destruction sword intent permeated. Under the acceleration of the magnetic sensing intersecting patterns on his brow, the sword body's speed suddenly soared, disappearing within the spiritual sense range of the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Boom!

In the shrill whistling sound,

The Taiqing Flying Sword slashed the peak Foundation Establishment puppet back dozens of steps with one sword, the protective shield spiritual light shattered and shrank a circle.

"Cultivator..."

The paper puppet's eyes were stunned; it had never encountered such a thing, and there seemed to be a brief program confusion.

Zhenjun Luling, who was watching the battlefield at all times, jumped his eyelids.

"A bit stiff?"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

The Taiqing Flying Sword rang out, the sword light flourished, and the pale golden Gang Qi on the sword intent shone, falling again with a shrill whistle, containing destruction sword intent.

The sword fell.

The paper puppet that lost two major top-grade magic tools had to explode all its magic power, performing earth spikes, meteorites, and various earth-attribute spells commonly used by the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace to block.

The sword light passed through, the spells collapsed, and nothing could block it.

It retreated repeatedly, its body spiritual light flickering uncertainly.

Third sword,

Pierced its protective shield and flew out from the head.

"Nothing more than this."

The sword returned, Jiang Ding said lightly.

"Oh?"

Zhenjun Luling hummed lightly, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Sorry, Teacher Professor Yu Chi. I will return to the aerospace fighter immediately."

Jiang Ding shuddered, exploded all his magic power to chase the aerospace fighter, and flew back into the cockpit.

There is another chapter tonight.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 244 =====