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Chapter five hundred and fifty seventh new turret

"You're fine, at least you have a back, and I'm actually blocked by a tree."

"The fat master's last shot is really amazing!"

"No, if the fat teacher hadn't been promoted at the last moment, we would have had a big trouble this time."

...

Everyone was discussing it in a slight manner. Unlike outsiders who saw the phantom, they saw the phantom without any shock. Everyone broke free from the shadow of the battle and now they were able to face the tragic battle with greater confidence.

Sang Zhijun and Jiang Wei noticed Shi Xueman's arrival, and the two walked to Shi Xueman's side.

Shi Xueman withdrew her gaze and asked in confusion: "Where did it come from?"

Sang Zhijun smiled and said, "When we went to the nearest city to purchase, we found a lot of phantom pods about us. Then we realized that we have become a hot topic, so we bought them all, and there are many more. However, they are all masters' analysis, and only this one records us."

Jiang Wei said in confusion: "I don't know who recorded it, we didn't notice that someone was lurking."

Shi Xueman knew more: "It's the Tingfeng Department."

Sang Zhijun was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "How could the phantom recorded by Tingfeng's Ministry appear on the market?"

Yes, how could the phantom recorded by Tingfeng’s Ministry be circulated? Logically speaking, it should be strictly confidential.

The fat man said, "Do they want to give us another Shenshen Peak?"

When it comes to Zhenshen Peak, everyone is shocked. After receiving Zhenshen Peak, they completely pounced on Zhenshen Peak, and then they deeply realized the power of Zhenshen Peak.

Jiang Wei smiled and said, "You really think that if you say there is one, you can do it? These four Shenshen Peaks are probably the old capitals of Tianxin City. If we hadn't followed the Tianfeng soldiers this time, the contribution would have been too great. Tianxin City was thinking of buying bones for a thousand gold coins, how could this kind of good thing be our turn?"

The fat man said, "What if he doesn't matter, now the Zhenshen Peak is the meat we swallowed into our stomachs, no one can take it away."

Shi Xueman had no joy on her face, and she asked Sang Zhijun: "Where are the other pods?"

Sang Zhijun quickly took out a bag of bean pods: "It's all inside, and I haven't had time to see it."

Shi Xueman crushed a bean pod, and the master in the Phantom explained endlessly that the tower cannon technique is so sharp, it is the number one weapon to fight against blood cultivation.

As Shi Xueman kept crushing the pods, the smiles on everyone's faces disappeared.

Almost all the Phantoms mentioned that "the tower cannon is the number one weapon to fight blood cultivator."

No matter how dull a person is, he can smell an unusual breath at this moment.

At this moment, a whistleblower came in a hurry, his face was not very good: "Sir! The front line was defeated, the blood of God advanced on a large scale, and our battle unit suffered heavy losses, and there were six battle units that had been broken."

Everyone's face changed, and then they thought of the sentence "The tower cannon is the number one weapon to fight blood cultivation", and everyone couldn't help but feel cold all over.

The fat man was furious and said hatefully: "Tianxin City! It must be Tianxin City that is making trouble!"

Sang Zhijun looked at Shi Xueman worriedly: "What should I do now?"

"Continue to get familiar with the Shenshen Peak, there is not much time left for us." Shi Xueman was very calm and glanced at everyone: "If we lose, we will die, and we can't control so much. We just need to fight. Leave these things to Ai Hui, and he will handle them."

She added: "No one will handle it better than him."

Everyone's faces slowed down.

The fat man nodded repeatedly: "That's right, don't worry, with my understanding of Ah Hui, he is not inferior to anyone."

Shi Xueman thought for a while and ordered Sang Zhijun: "Let Master Yang take these phantom pods and this information, and go to Songjian Valley as quickly as possible and hand it over to Ai Hui."

Sang Zhijun quickly turned around and ran to find Yang Xiaodong.

Shi Xueman turned his face: "Fatty, how is the tower cannon improved?"

The fat man's eyes suddenly lit up: "There is already a rough prototype, and Lao Li is refining it, so it should be almost done."

Lao Li is the craftsman they found, and his level is good.

Everyone suddenly became interested: "Go and have a look."

Fatty is now an expert in tower cannons, but as the first tower cannon master in history, he does have this qualification. It is difficult for anyone, including Ai Hui, to say that he has surpassed Fatty in his understanding of tower cannons.

Old Li looked like a black charcoal head. When he saw Shi Xueman and others, he was suddenly a little restrained.

The fat man shouted: "Old Li, have the things finished?"

Old Li quickly said, "It's done, I'm going to find you, sir."

The fat man waved his hand: "Come on me and take it."

Old Li said aloud and came out with a box taller than others: "Sir, look at it."

Without saying a word, the fat man opened the box and the others surrounded him.

I heard that Fatty's new cannon was released, and many team members who were watching the Phantom left the Phantom and ran over, and even Zu Yan came to hear the news. Everyone was curious about what the Fatty would improve the tower cannon to look like. You know, Fatty had previously tricked out a single tower cannon himself.

When the single-player tower cannon came out, no one cared about it. They thought it was a game of Fatty. Unexpectedly, Fatty actually used it to kill a magical blood cultivator.

It is not wrong to say that Fatty is the biggest victim of the Liehua Blood Tribe. There are only two magical powers and blood cultivators who died directly at his hands. The last shot is the key shot to the finale.

The fat man took out strange-shaped parts from the box and started assembling them. Although the first assembly was the first time, the fat man was not at all unfamiliar with his movements and was very skillful, as if he had practiced many times.

Shi Xueman couldn't help but sigh that every master has his best side. Fatty is so lazy, but he has an unusual enthusiasm for tower cannons. She still remembers the scene when Loulan supervised the fat man's cultivation when she was in Songjian City. Who could have thought that the fat man would one day become a tower cannon master?

The fat man's face was only focused at this moment, and his round fingers were extremely agile.

In his hands, a brand new tower cannon was presented to everyone.

The volume of the tower cannon has increased significantly, the structure of the bracket has become simpler, the position of the fire pool has also changed greatly, and the volume has become much larger. The most attractive thing is the thick red cannon barrel. Compared with the previous cannon barrel, the diameter of today's cannon barrel is more than three times thicker, but the length has increased by nearly twice. In addition, the whole body is extremely bright and pure red, which is like a huge siege vertebra. At the tail of the cannon barrel, there are structures similar to small wings on both sides, made of black metal layered.

"I named this new tower cannon [Honey Cell Heavy Cannon]!"
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