Chapter 716

Nanyang, an island.

A man in his 60s with half white hair put down the phone and his face was a little dignified.

The plane was sniped, unable to take off, and the warships were completely destroyed, while there seemed to be no loss in Huaxia.

This situation was completely beyond his expectation.

In his mind, even if these guys are no longer bad, they can kill many people. It's impossible to say that they can also cause heavy losses to the Chinese people.

But the result is like this!

"A bunch of waste!" He gave a low scold.

Then, as soon as he clenched his teeth, his face showed a ferocious color.

"Damn chinese, it's not so easy to kill me!"

He took a deep breath and went out.

Outside is a wide square, where figures sit cross legged, wearing black clothes and felt hats, and black boxes are placed in front of them.

At a glance, there were at least four or five hundred people.

So many people get together, but there is still silence.

The faces were dignified and extremely solemn.

Everyone knows that there will be a fierce war in the future. Either they die or the Chinese die. Even if they can win, it must be a tragic victory. Many people here are afraid that they will not see the sun tomorrow.

The figure came out, and everyone raised their eyes and looked at it.

Mura took a breath and said in a deep voice, "the Chinese... Are coming! Everyone, get ready for a bloody war!"

On the square, there was a low hum.

Suddenly, someone stood up and shouted excitedly, "the Chinese people deceived people too much. We fought with them!"

"Yes! Fight with them!"

Someone stood up again, raised his arms and shouted.

Then, one by one, they stood up and shouted in unison, and the whole square was boiling.

Mula nodded with satisfaction. With the blood and morale, they still had a chance in this war.

He turned and looked to one side.

There sat three figures, one in the middle dressed in a monk's robe, with an old face and a thin body. The exposed skin was like gold with a metallic luster.

Like this, it is very much like a San's ascetic monk.

The other two are so old, and one of them has a sinister face and a ghost spirit.

"Three predecessors, this battle is up to you!"

Mula bowed down and said respectfully.

The old monk raised his eyelids and snorted, "don't worry, we will do our best."

The evil old man said, "are you brave now, this Chinese? When the old dragons were there, they didn't dare to launch the war to destroy the world. Now there is only a new dragon, so they dare to be so arrogant."

"Hum! It's wishful thinking to destroy Nanyang!"

Mula smiled, but her heart was determined.

Among the three, two are real real life strength, and one is half step, which is equivalent to three dragons.

And Huaxia, at most three!

Maoshan once had two, plus the new one, three are real real life strength. If they all come, they are better than them.

However, they have some great advantages in fighting at home.

On the square, the shouts of killing continued, louder and louder, straight into the sky.

Soon, they moved, checked the contents of the box and began to prepare for the war.

Then the fish rushed out and rushed to the shore.

Over there, fortresses have long been built, machine guns have been set up, pieces of Thunder have been laid, and many mercenaries have been stationed.

As long as these arrangements can kill a few Chinese people, it's worth it.

They gathered behind the line of defense and were ready.

Under the command of Mullah, coffins and dark VATS were moved in and placed in the rear.

When everything was ready, there was a sudden silence, which was terrible!

Everyone repressed their breathing, their eyes were bright and looked at the sea ahead.

Ten minutes later, there was a movement on the sea. Then, a fishing boat came galloping.

"Coming!"

There was a cry of surprise.

"Fire! Fire!"

Orders were given, and in those fortresses, a tongue of fire shot out and a rocket roared away.

However, these hot weapons are useless at all. When the fishing boat is near, they are blocked by an invisible barrier.

No matter how they bombard, they can't shake a penny.

A group of wizards were surprised at the time.

Such a situation was completely beyond their expectation.

"My God! What are they doing!"

Everyone was shocked to see that the fishing boats still didn't slow down when they reached the shore.

In the frightened eyes of the people, the fishing boats rushed directly to the beach and rolled over with a layer of tortoise shell like a tank.

The mine was triggered, but it didn't do any damage at all.

The fishing boats were covered with shields.

At this time, on the fishing boat, a rocket exploded, and a series of indiscriminate bombing directly destroyed their carefully arranged defense line.

A group of mercenaries, dead and disabled.

Finally, the fishing boat stopped and the roaring explosion disappeared.

When the smoke cleared, there were many figures on the fishing boat, dark and powerful.

Especially on a fishing boat in the middle, there is a man standing, which is the most terrible.

And that face is fuzzy.

It's the Chinese dragon!

Nanyang people were shocked.

This dragon has been famous for a long time and is famous all over the world!

But on another look, many of them gave a sigh of wonder.

There are only two real people sweeping around. One is the dragon, which is the most powerful and real person level. The other is a Taoist. Looking at the momentum, it should be only half a step.

Besides, there's no more!

"No!"

They looked stunned.

I thought that Huaxia was on a large scale, and all the powerful people were invited out. Then they came to destroy their Nanyang cultivation world, but at present, it seems that this is not the case.

Even Mullah and the old guys were stunned.

Then his face became a little strange.

If there are only such people, they are here to die!

How dare these Chinese people be so big that they think they can destroy their Nanyang cultivation world by relying on this person!

"Haven't you come out yet!" They thought to themselves.

"Are you mula?"

On board, Tang Hao swept his eyes and fell on the mula, "you are the one who ordered to attack me in China?"

"So what! This is my Nanyang. How can you Chinese be presumptuous?" Mula drank coldly.

Tang Hao sneered and said, "you have a lot of courage!"

With that, he jumped gently and fell to the ground.

"Hum! It's you who are not timid. If you want to destroy Nanyang, dream!" Mura shouted angrily.

The old monk also said, "stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and call your people out!"

Tang Hao smiled calmly and said, "it's all here! Your two opponents today are me!"

Then he raised his hand, pointed to the old monk, and then pointed to the ghost old man.