Just as the other two seventh-level people were still thinking about how to let this reckless man take the lead, Bai Teng, no, Picasso sent each of them a simple short video.

The content of the video is naturally some evidence of the handles of them. Bai Teng even sent a collection of actions he did when he was doing it.

At the end, I commented a few words, saying that although he is a little shorter, his frequency is OK.

After seeing this short video, the strong man was so angry that he would be crazy. It would be fine if you watched it secretly, but he even cut a collection of highlights. Is this what people do?

The other two seventh-level men's faces were not good, but compared to the strong men who were about to be furious, they could still control their emotions, at least not as obvious as the strong men.

The situation is already very clear. Picasso is forcing them to intervene. Otherwise, I believe that these short videos will spread online in a short time.

"Keep moving forward, don't fight if you can. If you meet Picasso, then get rid of him!" A fierce look appeared in the eyes of the shadow in the light curtain. It was obvious that Bai Teng's words had completely annoyed him.

"Address!"

"Address!"

The strong man was very happy this time. It would be better for someone like him to have a handle on him to die.

As for whether Picasso wanted to kill a few people with the back of the cushion before his death, these people were not worried at all.

The Great Ivan Club produced by the Republic has no backdoor?

It's impossible to think about it. After all, weapons that can cause damage to the seventh-level powerful people are all high-risk weapons, and the Republican Association has already dealt with them.

For explosive weapons of mass destruction like Ivan, the Republic has already adjusted their explosion time within the Republic, and once Ivan is activated, there will be a special alarm to issue an alarm.

In order to make this "support" operation, they applied for an alarm device to the senior management of the Republic, so they were not worried that Picasso would fight back on his deathbed.

"Picasso, let's die like this with your ridiculous hatred." The three of them tacitly decided Picasso's death penalty.

So, the entire Republican fleet set out again and flew straight towards the rumbling place of artillery fire. After all, with three seventh-level powerful men in charge, they would not be afraid of any fleet.

What does it mean to have strong firepower? After all, this world is a world of cultivators. The collision between strong people is often the key factor in determining a battle.

Soon, the Republic's fleet also appeared on the periphery of Tuorui Yulin Land. At the same time, each of their fighters was wrapped with a white energy shield to prevent the fighters from being accidentally injured by the opponent.

On the other hand, the fleet commanders of the Statham family came to Cavendis's private room again.

"Master Cavendis, the unknown fleet shown by the radar before also came to Turui Yulin Land, and it is right opposite us. Do you need to negotiate with the other party?"

"No, if the opponent enters our attack range, you will be killed!" Cavendis said firmly. Since he had taken action, he would never allow others to intervene.

"Yes, Lord Cavendis." The strong man in black left, and at the same time, waiting for a communication request to the Republic also received a reply from the Statham family.

Just one word, get out!

Among the fighter planes, the three Republicans' seventh-level strong men had their faces turned pale and trembled all over, so angry that they couldn't speak.

"How dare he?"

"Didn't you tell each other that we are here?"

In front of three seventh-level strong men, the commander in a dazzling combat suit knelt on the ground in horror, and said in trembling all over: "The other party doesn't answer the communication at all. After receiving it, it's just a roller. After saying it, it's just a dead-end, and it doesn't give us a chance to speak at all."

"Very good, very good! Since I was promoted to the seventh level, I have rarely been so angry. I didn't expect...hehe." The strong man laughed angrily, not expecting that there are so many people in this world who are not afraid of death.

The other two seventh-level men looked bad, but they were not as obvious as strong men.

"Start an attack! Keep moving forward, I want to see what he can do to us!" said the brave man in a tone.

The other two ranks seventh-level people didn't say anything, obviously they made a default.

Both Picasso and this unknown fleet made them angry. Since they could not find Picasso, they would kill this fleet and exhale the fire!

Countless artillery fire shot straight into the fleet of the Statham family, and several fighter jets were directly bombarded before they could react.

"The opponent launches an attack, everyone should be alert, everyone should be alert."

In the command room, the commanders commanded the fleet to open the electromagnetic shield and began to fight back. The artillery fire enveloped the other side like a torrential rain.

Boom boom boom...

The sound of fighter jets bursting kept ringing on the Republican fleet, and dozens of fighter jets were directly bombarded, blooming in the night sky like fireworks.

"Alarm! Alarm! Shield loss is 95%. It is recommended to evacuate immediately, and it is recommended to evacuate immediately!"

Among the three main fighters, a scarlet alarm sounded inside the fighter, and several commanders looked pale and at a loss.

You know, this is the flagship of the Republic, and it is the most advanced fighter in the entire fleet. But even so, it is still bombarded by the opponent's gunfire and almost broke the shield.

The situation of other fighter jets is no longer possible.

What they worry most is that the opponent's fleet can break their shields in one round. Is it the opponent's flagship per capita?

Moreover, the attack they launched first and the battle had begun, and it was impossible to end so simply. Thinking about the consequences, the three commanders immediately turned their attention to the only three seventh-level powerful men in the fleet.

These three may be their last saviors. As long as these three make their own moves and make a comeback in the enemy fleet, there will be still a battle to fight.

"waste!"

"Give me my weapon." The strong man snorted coldly, very dissatisfied with the result.

However, the fleet commander below showed surprise and immediately ordered the order through the walkie-talkie.

"The next time I hold a meeting, I must advise the leader to strictly investigate the old guy Aesop. Where can I spend so much money every year? Even if a cat or dog comes out, I can't beat him. He even needs us to take action at the seventh level."

The other two seventh-level men didn't say anything. They were not strong men who only knew how to fight. They knew very well about the model and value of the fighter they were in.

A round of artillery fire was like this, which was definitely the level of the Federal main fleet.

Thinking about the possible federated main fleet ahead, two seventh-level men showed scorching eyes.
Chapter completed!