Chapter 39 Angry

Where? Where?" Di Aolan is interested again.

"Don't make a sound on the flagship, we will swim over quietly."

On the vast sea level, Risang Ben Island is already far away. These warships are arranged in an inverted V shape. At the top is a large dark ship with a mast towering, nearly 400 meters long and more than 100 meters wide. There is no damage, but the command tower is missing a corner, and more than 50 cold shining cannons, although Some mottled and seemingly useful.

Zhou Yi frowned gently. Although he crossed to this continent, he felt not strange. Because in addition to Chen Xiu, the local customs here are very similar to those of the earth in the 17th and 18th centuries. The customs, language and culture of the Central Xia Empire are not very different from ancient China. And to her east, there is also an island country with water, Risang. However, he did not expect that the relationship between Risang and Zhongxia would be so bad.

More importantly, the Sun and Sang Kingdom have been ahead of the Midsummer Empire in some aspects. For example, the turquoise cannon on the warship is a relatively common large-scale attack weapon in Chenxiu mainland. The core part is a high-class turquoise, an excitation array that can only shoot directly, and the flight speed is about 30 meters per second. For Chen Xiu, it is almost useless, but it is very useful in urban defense and coastal defense. The chlorite cannons on the warships of Japan and Sang are obviously high in tonnage and sufficient steel, especially the uniformly carved logo on the gun barrel. It is likely that they have solved the problem of mass production of chlorite cannons, which means a longer range, stronger power and greater war potential.

"Brother, brother, look at the cannon!" Xiao Nizi's slightly nervous voice pulled Zhou Yi out of her meditation.

Under the command tower of the Risang warship, there are three huge main guns with a diameter of 150 mm, and the barrel extends straight to the sky, and each barrel is tied with a ragged woman. Several Japanese sailors with ferocious smiles were pushing each other, and some were unbuckling their belts, revealing their flower underwear inside, and their mouths kept screaming.

"What are they talking about?" Zhou Yi asked the little girl.

"What else can I say?" Ao Lan blushed with anger and shouted, "These three women are the leaders of the volunteer team of Qingyang Chenxiu College, helping Qingyang Military Port sink several warships and killing more than 300 Japanese people. But after the defeat of the naval battle, the ships ran away regardless of them. The volunteer team sacrificed several people. They left three leading girls and were ready to rape them first, and then sell them to Bliss Manor... Brother, you can't let them succeed!"

"Don't worry, these Japanese sailors can fight at sea, but their cultivation is not very strong. Now we can't expose it. It will be troublesome to be covered by their artillery fire. We sneaked over and caught them off guard.

Hearing Ao Lan's words, Zhou Yi immediately ignited an anger in his heart. Not only because of the shamelessness of the Risang people, but also secretly hated the bastards of the commander of the Midsummer Fleet, and even ignored his own people. As soon as they pulled Xiaolong Nizi, the two of them disappeared far away in the water.

At this time, the waves are rolling, and the sun and mulberry sailors are immersed in the joy of victory. More people stretched their necks to watch the bustle of the flagship, swallowed a few mouthfuls from time to time, and calculated when it would be their turn. They did not notice that more than ten meters below the sea level, and the two were coming quickly.

Zhou Yi's water quality is not good, but Tuanlong is the most precious treasure of the dragon clan, and with its own cultivation, the speed is not much slower than Aolan. What's more, the little girl shouted, but she didn't have much kung fu. She had to rely on her brother to support her, and she didn't dare to run too fast.

Today's Zigong Yong can also be said to be full of complacency. This large-scale naval battle was facilitated by him. Report to the emperor in person, buy weapons and equipment in person, and select sailors in person. Of course, all of this is to get the green crystal mineral belt on the central line of Japan and Sang and Zhongxia.

In Japan and Sang, many people know that the martial arts of the Central Xia Empire are not booming, and there are many people who advocate war, but he is a pioneer. After a day and a night in naval battle, he not only defeated the living force of Qingyang, the largest military port in eastern China, but also captive three flower-like Chen practitioners. That is to say, these three smelly midsummer women are their own slaves. Hey, very interesting slave!

Under the itch, Gong Yong also ordered his men to tie three female Chen practitioners to cannons. He wanted to personally destroy the self-esteem of the middle summer women.

It's really three women with different demeanor. Zigong Yong also looked carefully. The one on the left looks only 16 or 17 years old, dressed in red, but her figure is so hot that people can't help but want to commit a crime. However, her character is also hot. Two bright daggers killed her two captains. More than 20 sailors died in her hands. Looking at her angry eyes, Gong Yong couldn't help laughing happily. The woman in the middle is light and handsome, good at using bows and arrows, and has black hair. She seems to know her fate. Her body is close to the cold barrel and her eyes are closed. The woman on the right is 20 years old, plump and mature, with a trace of panic on her face. Her weapons are two long hooks, and her tactical command is properly, which causes great trouble to herself.

Conquering the three female practitioners who were at the peak of her spirit... Since Gong Yongye** smiled and rubbed her hands, she had come to the hottest figure and reached out to grab the belt tied to her waist. As long as she tried hard, the hottest girl would appear in front of him like a white sheep.

Wan! Wow!

At this moment, a huge whirlpool appeared behind the side of the fleet. Before it could understand, the whirlpool brought snow-white waves up more than ten meters high and rushed towards the flagship with a turbulent sound.

For a moment, the whole flagship was violently bumpy, and everyone staggered and stood unsteadily. With a click, a pair of masts couldn't stand it and broke down.

Gong Yong also staggered and almost fell down. He shouted angrily, "What's going on? Grand mate, mate!"

"My lord, there is someone on the waves!"

Hearing the shouting, the Japanese and Sang people looked up one after another. Sure enough, before the huge wave, a young man in black looked a little childish, but his face was calm and fierce, holding a shining dragon gun, gently touched the port cannon, skimmed the crowd and rushed straight to the command tower. The cannon stepped on by him made a creaking and unpleasant sound. On the well-bow steel cannon, a clear footprint was deeply sunken next to it and could no longer be used.

"Quick, hurry, archer, archer!"

The chlorite cannon was out of reach, but Gong Yong's reaction was not slow. Dozens of archers were quickly gathered together by him, and all kinds of light began to flash. However, Zhou Yi was faster. Before the bow and arrow were fired, it was like a black lightning, approaching in a blink of an eye.

The tip of the gun pierced the air and made a sharp scream.

! Oh! Oh!

There is no gorgeous and dazzling light, and the action is also very simple. Shoot, take it back, and then shoot. At a time of breathing, more than a dozen Sang people widened their eyes, spewed straight blood arrows out of their throats, and slowly fell to the ground, dying more than they could die.

It was not until the end of Zhou Yi's action that the waves behind him hit the deck again. With a bang, the warship turned sideways and shook more violently. The Sunsang sailors were caught off guard. Except for a few people with higher cultivation, the rest turned into rolling gourds. They lay down on a deck. Some hit the side of the ship and the edge of the command tower, and their heads were bleeding, and some were shot by out-of-control bows and arrows, screaming.

Since Gong Yong was also shocked. He was a Chen Xiuer in the early stage of refining gods, and his vision was not low. However, he still didn't see Zhou Yi's way. Shooting the gun was also pure muscle strength, and there was no energy fluctuation of Chenfa.

If you are just a foreign master who cultivates the body, no matter how high the martial arts are, it is easy to deal with...

"Big brother, big brother!"

At the moment when Gong Yongye's eyes flashed and he was thinking about countermeasures, the girl in red tied to the cannon shouted in surprise: "Big brother, big brother! Come and save me, I'm Xiuer, I'm Xiuer!"

Sleeve!

Zhou Yi hurriedly turned around and saw the bound girl in red raising her head with difficulty, revealing a beautiful face without blood. Her hair was dishevelled, and her clothes were one by one, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, but her eyes were full of excitement and disbelief. Compared with three years ago, she still looks childish, but her figure is very mature, set off with a little girl-like appearance, giving people a unique and amazing feeling.

"Quickly, look at those three women! You go to me and kill that boy!" Gong Yong also sounded hysterically and hoarsely at the same time.

Seeing Xiu'er's appearance, Zhou Yi was in pain and angry. Just as he was about to rush over, he was surrounded by more than a dozen Sunsang sailors, holding a sharp and shiny long knife in his hand. The knife shot everywhere, and his sight was also blocked. He only felt a few figures rush over and hurriedly controlled the three people of Xiuer, trying to release them from the barrel.

Although Zhou Yi was angry, his movements did not derange at all. The jingle attacked several long knives to his point, and then with a long roar, his body had turned into a black dragon. The violent wind rolled all the moving objects such as blades and long ropes on the deck, as well as the swarming sunsang sailors, all up to the sky.

For Zhou Yi, who has reached the middle level of the moon cultivation mythical beast refining god, these sailors in the Qi stage are simply scum and vulnerable.

Kka! Boom!

The huge sail finally couldn't stand the wind and waves** and fell down, knocking the sunberry sailor who had just got up to the ground again. Some of them broke their heads and blood, and some even burst their brains.

"Don't move, I'll kill you if you move again..."

Gong Yong also wanted to take three hostages to take hostages. How could this teenager not give him a chance to finish his words at all? With a cold attack and overwhelming pressure, the ice moon dragon gun flashed with a light, piercing his defense and hitting him on his spiritual cover. A big head was like a rotten watermelon, red and white Flying all over the sky, the liquid heart circle broke through the purple mansion and flew out, changing its shape in the wind and waves.

Although Gong Yongye's cultivation is a little worse than Zhou Yi, it is not too much. However, Zhou Yi was full of dragon treasures and suppressed his anger. He covered him a lot in momentum. Unprepared, he was suddenly killed on the spot.

The brilliance of the dragon tooth sword flashed, and with a sad scream, Gong Yongye's heart turned into a little starlight and disappeared.

Zhou Yi is very clear about the elimination of evil.

The remaining days of the sailors opened their mouths and were all dumbfounded there. The Chen Xiu in the early days of the refining god, the commander of the port of Shinsaka in Japan, and the senior staff officer of the combat department, was hit by this teenager without even scum left!

Look at the teenager who killed Zigong Yongye. He carried a dragon gun on his back. Although his eyes were sharp, his eyebrows were clearly a little immature. I'm afraid he was only 16 years old.

16-year-old alchemist?