A group of indigenous people dare to provoke the butler? It’s really a long life!
"Let all the soldiers cheer up for me! The enemy has a million people who must end the battle with thunder! If you can’t do it, you all don’t live! All the elders come with me to get the head of the opposite commander! " Big elders negative hand stand in virtual assumed a contempt for all living things sample domineering ordered
It seems to him that this battle is close to the end!
After all, the aborigines are aborigines. A little stronger with powerful artillery can’t change the fact that they are low-level aborigines!
According to information, you have a hundred quasi-saints who dare to shout?
In less than a breath, thirteen elders of the butler arrived.
"The commander should be in those small ships." An elder sneered, pointing to several Xinghai roaming boats of the Chinese fleet hundreds of kilometers away.
He has the same face and expression as the elder, but he can’t find anything but disdain.
Didn’t they meet a strong opponent when they assisted Guan Long in these decades? When was the enemy not destroyed by them?
From the famous Red Dress Club in the whole Xinghai, they don’t just look down on the Chinese fleet, they look down on an entire 23 rd star field!
Except for their whole star field, his saints add up to less than ten indexes.
If the star field is still graded, then the 23rd star field seems to them to be a lower star field.
"Go to solve them, but go back to the Red Club. I’m tired of this garbage star field." The elder said lightly, "The hands cultivated by Guan Long are really useless, and we have to make moves."
"Haha, after all, it’s a garbage star field. What good stuff do you want from this star field?" A bearded elder smiled and said that he didn’t look at the Chinese fleet at all.
The elder didn’t continue to talk, but took the lead in flying towards the Xinghai roaming boats of the Chinese fleet.
And the second of the nine elders told him to personally crush the head of the commander of the Chinese fleet!
Thirteen saints flew together to the Chinese fleet, which made the 30 million soldiers in the official mainland immediately boost their morale and follow the footsteps of the saints.
"The laser cannon is aimed at the attacking army!" Su Yu face no enemy want to see panic expression ordered.
Looking at the thirteen quasi-saints flying straight towards you, I didn’t rush to leave, and I didn’t let the strong quasi-saints distributed in various Xinghai roaming boats leave. Instead, I saw an intriguing smile on my face.
"oh ~ boom!"
"oh ~ boom!"
Su Yu ordered the gunners of various transport ships to fire Xu Li and made a huge noise.
Red laser like a sword exploded toward the menacing army of officers.
Laser power is huge, and the number of casualties of the official army at one time.
"This is a bit interesting."
When the elder saw this scene, he was a little surprised. He didn’t expect this indigenous scientific and technological weapon to be as powerful as the fat general said.
The former elder always looked down on scientific and technological weapons, but today the Chinese Empire made him re-recognize the scientific and technological power.
He decided to get two such scientific and technological weapons back to the red suit after a battle. If he can make such scientific and technological weapons, the red suit will definitely increase its strength.
The flying speed of people’s Xinghai is closely related to their own realm, and the flying speed of saints is comparable to that of small Xinghai roaming boats.
In a short time, the elder took more than twelve saints to a kilometer in front of Xinghai Roaming Boat.
At this time, an old man with white hair and beard and white robe flew out from Xinghai roaming boat.
This person is the God Jiang Ya summoned by Su Yu.
The elder looked carefully and found that the other party was a saint!
Does he feel a little strange that a saint has emerged from a lower plane? Does the lower plane have this foundation to cultivate saints?
The elder had some doubts before, but now he has some enlightenment. It is no wonder that this Chinese empire is so arrogant that it is backed by saints.
But he’s just a saint. What a storm he can turn up! There are thirteen saints in the official army!
The elder hung in the air and helped the beard. He smiled at Jiang Ya and said, "You are the actual controller of this Chinese empire, right? Do you know that you are facing thirteen saints?"
He elders big elders scattered behind him at this time is also a contemptuous smile.
How can a saint have the courage to rush to die?
Want a dozen thirteen? If he had this thing, would he still hit this small inferior plane?