Strongest Medical Saint

Chapter 59 Skysoar Talisman

"Didn't you understand what I said? I just want the plane to arrive at the destination on time."

While the rest were still in shock, Shen Feng spoke again, with a growing anger flickering in his heart.

Normally, he wouldn't be angry because of these bugs, but now he wanted to find his parents as quickly as possible.

Upon hearing Shen Feng's voice, the bald man finally came back to his senses. Seeing the broken dagger in his hand, he took a sharp breath. The sharpness and hardness of the dagger far exceeded that of ordinary blades, causing fear to arise in his heart.

Shen Feng's arm lashed out swiftly towards the bald man's neck.

Faced with Shen Feng's oncoming arm, the bald man had no time to dodge. Such speed was too great—he knew his physical condition was stronger than some ordinary special forces. Now he finally realized that the young man in front of him was indeed a martial arts master. Just now, the hand that blocked the dagger and the speed of the swinging arm were not something that an ordinary person could achieve.

Apart from indifference, there was not a single extra expression on Shen Feng's face.

The bald man's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but, unfortunately, it was too late.

"Bang!"

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Shen Feng's arm collided with the bald man's neck.

The chilling sound of breaking bones echoed through the air; the expression on the bald man's face suddenly stiffened. His entire neck and the bones in his throat were completely shattered, his eyes bulging enormously, the look of someone dying with grievances. His body slowly fell to the ground.

After killing the bald man, Shen Feng's steps didn't falter as he walked toward the one-eyed muscle man and the dark-faced muscle man.

Seeing the bald man dead, both the one-eyed muscle man and the dark-faced muscle man were extremely frightened. They had sparred with the bald man before, and it was only by joining forces that they could barely beat him.

And yet, Shen Feng had casually flung out his arm and sent the bald man off to the afterlife!

With no way to retreat, both men launched an attack on Shen Feng from the left and the right,

The long-legged and buxom flight attendants, among others, saw that there was no one flying the plane and despair immediately spread across their faces, temporarily forgetting the shock Shen Feng had brought them earlier.

There were still criminals in the economy class, and now with the plane rapidly descending, even if there were parachutes on board, there simply wasn't enough time.

Shen Feng turned and swiftly exited the cockpit. When he reached the economy class, the three criminals there also felt the plane plummeting. Believing that something had gone wrong up front, and with nothing left to lose at this point, what was there to worry about?

Upon seeing Shen Feng, one of the bearded men yelled, "Brothers, let's enjoy a good kill before we die."

But no sooner had his words fallen —

Shen Feng had quickly appeared before him, not giving the man a chance to react as he twisted and broke his neck with his palm.

The other two criminals were no exception, with Shen Feng striking them in their chests, causing their hearts to shatter.

After dispatching the criminals, Shen Feng shouted at Wang Anxiong, "Bring me the bag I brought onto the plane."

There were four brushes left over from the ones Xu Dong had bought for Shen Feng, and there were plenty of materials like cinnabar still remaining.

This trip to Nanming County, Shen Feng had hoped to find time to craft Talismans, which is why he had brought these items with him.

Without hesitation, Wang Anxiong brought Shen Feng's bag over.

The people in the economy class didn't even have time to feel relieved. Looking out the windows, they saw the plane getting closer and closer to the ground and believed their death was certain.

Shen Feng quickly mixed the cinnabar and other materials. He could have easily left the plane safely on his own, but now with Wang Anxiong also here, he had to ensure the entire plane landed safely.

Now he had no choice but to draw a third-level Skysoar Talisman.

However, a third-level Talisman wasn't something he could draw with the small amount of Spiritual Energy he had, and the materials were also too inferior to feasibly draw a third-level Talisman.

Shen Feng could only rely on his strong foundation in Talisman drawing to see if he could somehow manage to forcibly draw out a third-level Talisman.

Wang Anxiong had come with him, he couldn't just stand by and watch An Xiong die, could he?