In the chaotic torrent of meteorites, a fleet of more than 20,000 flying boats was flying forward carefully.

These flying boats are about a hundred miles long, and the small ones are only thirty or fifty feet in size. Some hulls are 70% to 80% new, while others are rusty and holes everywhere, looking like they may be scrapped at any time.

The larger flying boats flew across the outer periphery of the fleet, protecting the small flying boats in the fleet with their own hulls. Meteorites of all sizes are constantly hitting these larger flying boats. The defensive barrier on the surface of the flying boats is flashing with dazzling light, and the hull is constantly shaking, and meteorites are constantly shaking into pieces.

The bandits in the three states of Zhenzhou carried three black blood flag flying boats, mixed inconspicuously in the huge fleet. The three blood flag flying boats were only a dozen miles long, and looked particularly petite compared to those flying boats that were dozens of miles long and hundreds of miles long.

Under the command of Mr. Fox, the three flying boats intentionally hid the hull in the shadows cast by several large flying boats. The black hull almost merged with the shadows. Even the bandits in the fleet ignored the existence of the three flying boats.

Hu Dad was holding a hand axe and stood at the bow of the flying boat and cursing in a low voice. In front of him was a wooden stake that was roughly carved into a human shape, and the name of the leader of the Blood Knife Village was written in red paint. While cursing, he kept chopping the wooden stake with his hand axe.

"A bastard who kills thousands of swords, I will kill you with one axe, I will kill you with two axes, I will kill you with three axes..." The tiger father widened his eyes, and his green eyes were full of fierce light, and saliva continued to spurt out the corners of his mouth, just like a tiger that was about to attack and hunt for food, which was in a rage.

Old Fox sat cross-legged on the top of a flagpole, with a bottle of fragrant osmanthus oil on his left knee, and some sesame oil was stained on his palm. He was very serious and carefully cared for the long beard on his jaw.

After stroking his beard straight and shiny, he was very refreshing and breathable, the old fox nodded with satisfaction, put away the osmanthus oil bottle, took out a small comb, untied his bun, and carefully took care of his hair.

While carefully combing his long hair, the old fox muttered in a low voice: "Three, don't be anxious, don't be anxious, wait and see... Haha, the Blood Knife Village has summoned five heroes from the nest to do it together this time. It seems that they are really going to play a big game."

"Hmph, although the Thirteen Clans in the Supreme Heaven have never met them, they are probably not much weaker than those in the Holy Spirit Heaven. They don't know how powerful they are, haha... relying on the two masters I hired from somewhere, they want to fight the Thirteen Clans head-on and pull their teeth from the tiger's mouth. These guys are trying to get rich and crazy."

He quickly cleaned his hair and tied a straight bun. The fox put away his comb and jumped silently to the deck like a ball of cotton. He walked slowly into the main control cabin of the flying boat with his hands behind his back.

In the main control cabin, Chu Ye and Chu Feng were playing chess. Chu Jie was like a boneless earthworm, spreading softly on a big chair, rolling his eyes and pouring wine into his mouth - his every move, every hair on his body was fully interpreting what it means to be a "diddy waste"!

On a large chair in the middle of the main control cabin, a man in black, with an extremely powerful and white face, held a roll of ancient books in his hand, slid his fingers gently on the pages, and read the book in a low voice.

His voice was neither too fast nor too slow, and his ups and downs were quite powerful. His eyes were bright and he was immersed in the book and could not extricate himself.

The fox walked to the man in black, stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck, and tried his best to see the handwriting on the pages. However, the man in black was three meters tall, and sitting on a large chair, he was nearly two meters tall. The fox, who was only about four feet tall, stretched his neck long, and was still a distance away from the pages.

"The second... I am so old that I still put sesame oil on my body like those little vixen!" The man in black put down the book and glanced at the old fox: "The osmanthus oil that has not changed for thousands of years has caused a headache!"

The old fox turned white and the man in black looked at it, and proudly said with his hands behind his back: "I can't make sense with you guys, this is fun, do you understand the fun? Although my second fox is old, I am still romantic and elegant. How many little girls are crying and crying to throw themselves into their arms?"

He proudly threw a charming look at the man in black: "Boss, you a thousand-year-old bachelor, hey, I don't understand, I don't understand!"

The man in black, the leader of the three states, rolled his eyes helplessly, grabbed the book and patted the old man's head hard, and scattered the bun he had just tied down. The old man fox exclaimed, hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a small comb, carefully, and began to comb his long hair carefully.

"Tell the boys to be careful. This time... we must not use the Blood Knife Village." The Dragon King stuffed the book into his sleeve and said word by word: "I finally escaped from the Holy Spirit Heaven. I finally had a place to settle down, and I was blocked by someone to get the chestnuts from the fire of the people. This is not the way we are in the three states."

Chu Feng, holding a chess piece in his hand and was hesitating to place it on the chessboard, raised his head and said with a smile: "Dragon King, if I had known that when I was in the Blood Knife Village, I should have asked me to consider the weight of the two so-called king-level masters."

The Dragon King shook his head and said in a deep voice: "It's not appropriate... there is no need, it's better not to take risks."

The old fox's hair bun was just tied up, and the Dragon King stretched out his finger and gently flicked it. The old fox's hair bun exploded again. The old fox screamed, and the back of the long gown suddenly exploded. Nine snow-white fox tails suddenly stretched out, and each white hair on the tail was straight up.

"Fox second, think of a way to make the brothers in our three states benefit the greatest benefit, but we can't lose too much." The Dragon King slowly took out the book, looked down at the pages seriously, and said, "I'll do it well, brothers, I'll grab you 180 vixen... If I can't do it well, I'll pull your beard with my own hands."

Chu Ye, Chu Feng, and Chu Jie laughed at the same time.

The old fox's face suddenly drooped. He wrapped nine white fox tails around his neck with great distress, tightened it hard, tightened it, and then tightened it... and rolled himself straight into his eyes.

Everyone in the main control cabin looked at the funny old fox seriously, and was full of hope for the cunning old fox.

Three days ago, everyone recorded the scene at the old nest of Blood Knife Village. Relying on two sky-high-priced masters, the leader of Blood Knife Village forced all the leaders of the bandits summoned, and forced everyone to agree to raid the Lan family's industries in the chaotic heavenly realm with Blood Knife Village as the leader.

At that time, Chu Feng almost went up to weigh the weight of the two Heavenly King masters, but was stopped by the Dragon King.
Chapter completed!