Chapter 1865 I Bet There Are No Bullets in Your Gun

"Foreign object camp's star-destroying battleship?"

"Damn, are we being targeted?"

"The star-destroying battleship cannot compete without hundreds of holy masters joining forces!"

"Don't panic, its offensive can't appear at any time. It has to wait for a while. We have enough people here... Damn, are those holy level 3 mechas above?"

"...It seems like there are over a thousand people, right?"

All the Holy Lords who were besieging Su Han stopped what they were doing at this moment, staring at the star-destroying battleship with eyes of surprise, anger, fear, and panic.

Hou Chao from the martial arts camp.

Isaiah from the Sea Tribe camp.

Yue Xi from the immortal camp.

The leader of the Yan family is right to the point.

Leng Donghao of the Leng family.

Zhao Cheng, Zhao family.

Everyone looked solemn.

The foreign object camp did not give everyone too much time to think. After the star-destroying battleship fired a shot, the Saint-level Type 3 mechas above followed the commander-in-chief Zhao Zhuoyu's order, and rose into the air one after another and rushed towards everyone. !

One mecha is equivalent to a Holy Lord. What kind of power does a thousand mechas have?

The melee begins.

In a short period of time, casualties have begun to occur. Some Holy Lords are unwilling to die, and some mechas have been blown up, destroying machines and killing people!

However, the foreign object camp had an absolute advantage. They were almost two mechas besieging a Holy Lord.

It caught everyone off guard.

Hou Chao and others could no longer take care of Su Han.

However, Commander Zhao Zhuoyu of the foreign object camp has always listed Su Han as a key target.

"Battleship preparation."

"The star destroyer cannon has cooled down."

"Lock the target."

"10, 9, 8, 7..."

Su Han narrowed his eyes slightly, removed the shield, and looked quietly in the direction of the battleship.

A gun barrel on the star-destroying battleship was pointed at Su Han.

The top is exuding a brilliant gleaming light.

"Commander, he has been promoted!"

"Don't be afraid, the Star Destroyer Cannon has locked onto him and he can't escape."

"If you have something to say, why bother using knives or guns? Everyone should calm down."

Su Han chuckled softly.

An invisible force swept around.

The people who were fighting stopped one after another. Their nervousness, anger, fear and other emotions disappeared and they became very calm.

Both parties looked at each other, and then returned to their respective camps.

Hou Chao looked a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look at Su Han.

"What's going on with you? Why did the Star Destroyer Cannon stop?"

"Commander, here we are..."

The gun barrel on the star-destroying battleship was originally charging, but because of Su Han's words, the charging was canceled.

"Everyone has closed their auditory systems and relies mainly on text transmission!"

In the main control room of the star-destroying battleship, a woman with a slim figure said solemnly.

Although she calmed down, she also sensed something was wrong and formulated a strategy almost instantly.

In an instant, all the mecha pilots entered a state of silence, without any sound that could be transmitted from the outside world.

Zhao Zhuoyu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Su Han with fear.

As the ace pilot of the Galaxy Empire's Dragon Heaven Regiment, her commanding abilities are not comparable to those of ordinary first-class soldiers.

Being able to detect the working mode of his methods from Su Han in such a short period of time is the result of years of training.

However, Zhao Zhuoyu sometimes envies these natives. Through self-cultivation, they constantly transform their life levels and can master powerful and mysterious powers with their own abilities!

This point can only be achieved by the warriors of the Galaxy Empire through the injection of genetic medicines, and the production of genetic medicines is basically inseparable from the origin and these natives.

"Everyone, please calm down."

Su Han said with a smile.

Yue Xiu and others were basically behind Su Han. After hearing his words, they calmed down a bit. However, due to Zhao Zhuoyu's interference, the foreign object camp was not affected by these words at the moment.

"His cultivation has indeed improved a lot..."

The holy masters of the Yan family looked at Su Han's back with complicated expressions in their eyes.

With the power of a word, a chaotic battle can be stopped. This kind of method may only be used by the powerful gods of the Yan family, and the target can only be holy masters like them.

"It seems like it's hard to escape now. Isn't this guy going to kill all of us? Let's look at the situation..."

Yan Zhong thought secretly.

He had a premonition that after this battle was over, the best outcome for all the Holy Lords who attacked Su Han today would be to be forced to leave the Xuantian Territory. If they wanted to come back again, they would have to wait until they were promoted to the Supreme God and enter the second level of the Xuantian Territory. District.

"Listen to my orders and prepare the star-destroying cannon."

"preparing!"

"Prepare the super magic cannon!"

"preparing!"

The gun barrel on the star-destroying battleship began to charge again.

At the same time, thousands of Saint-level Type 3 mechas also raised their arms, and the cannon barrels in their hands began to charge up.

This is obviously an amplified move.

Lao Jianghu, who had fought against the foreign object camp several times, immediately shouted:

"Don't let them accumulate energy! After they accumulate energy, their power will increase greatly, and they may destroy us in one wave!"

"Go together!"

someone yelled.

But no one moved. They were still in a relatively 'calm' state. In fact, they were in this 'state' imposed by Su Han just like the foreign object camp.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously fell on Su Han.

"Deal with them first, and then I'll deal with you."

Su Han turned around and glanced at Hou Chao and others, smiled lightly, and then his eyes fell on the foreign object camp, looking at thousands of Saint-level Type 3 mechas and star-killing battleships that were ready to go, from the storage compartment A top-quality spiritual stone was taken out:

"Let's do this. I'll bet on a top-quality spiritual stone."

Betting on a top-quality spiritual stone?

Both sides were stunned.

What method is this?

"I bet there are no bullets in your guns."

Su Han smiled.

"Commander, is he kidding?"

Su Han's words turned into text and appeared in front of everyone, and everyone was a little stunned.

Zhao Zhuoyu in the main control room frowned slightly, and then she suddenly discovered that the star-killing cannon went out again!

Not only the star-destroying cannon, but also the super-magic cannons on all the holy-level Type 3 mechas also misfired.

"It seems I won the bet."

Su Han smiled and put away the top-quality spiritual stones, and continued: "If I bet fifty cents with you again, I'll bet that your machines are useless!"

Bang!

There was a crisp sound.

A screw suddenly popped out of a Saint-level Type 3 mecha.

Similar scenes, like a plague, began to appear on a Saint-level Type 3 mecha.

Even the star-destroying battleship began to experience similar situations. It was originally made of special materials and would not rust at all, but some rust spots gradually appeared.

"Kill, kill him first!"

Zhao Zhuoyu gave the order in a panic. If this continues, the team she leads may be completely wiped out. She can't even imagine such an outcome!