A Dutchman hiding behind the hatch door aimed at Li Qianxia who was covering Zheng Jun and pulled the trigger.

Li Qianxia shot casually.

Bang!

Two bullets collided in the air, and the air waves were drawn in concentric circles. One of them unreasonably knocked the other away like a bull, and hit the Dutch's forehead with a puff.

"Sorry," said Li Qianxia, ​​"My is the King of Guns, the King of Guns."

"stop!"

Li Qianxia turned her head and looked at it. A rocket launcher was launched from land, dragging the white exhaust gas, causing layers of air waves.

boom!

A Zheng boat and five horses dismembered their bodies, raising a ball of dust and smoke, with wood chips, masts, water waves, and flesh and blood.

Her face darkened, she bit the "Desert Eagle" in her mouth, stepped on the side of the ship, held a "heavy machine gun" in both hands, aiming at a Dutch ship that had been away from being fought far away and was not being taken to the side.

Da da da da da da da da da da da!

In an era when even steam engines were not invented, how could a ship withstand the endless strafing of heavy machine guns?

The ammunition warehouse exploded first, with the fires soaring into the sky, the rotten meat splattering everywhere, and blood spilling on the Deer Gate.

"Don't blame me, you didn't follow the rules for now." Li Qianxia put away the "heavy machine gun" and took off the "Desert Eagle" from her mouth, and a strand of hair was stained on the corner of her mouth.

Oh!

The sea water suddenly exploded and a Zheng ship was blown into the sky.

Boom, a giant ship fell from the sky and hit the sea heavily. The waves were surging, and some Zheng ships were overturned directly.

A giant ship, 263 meters long, suddenly appeared in the Luermen waterway, with its hull horizontally and its beast-like muzzle aimed at all Zheng troops.

"Yamato ship!" Li Changzhou looked at the giant ship.

Yamato ship, the largest battleship in the history of world ships.

The entire ship has heavy armor protection, and the ship is equipped with 9 460mm large-caliber main guns, 12 155mm secondary guns and 156 25mm anti-aircraft guns.

Not to mention the crushing firepower, the displacement of 70,000 tons alone is enough to make people feel the desperate gap - even the Dutch Garen ship has a displacement of only 500 tons.

Historically, the Yamato ship was sunk by the US Navy's carrier-based aircraft without doing anything, but when it comes to the big ships and giant cannonism, the Yamato ship is definitely a representative.

From a distance, the 45-meter-high bridge is like a tall tower, equivalent to a 15-story building.

"Did someone change the history of the Yamato ship being sunk and obtained this warship?" Li Changzhou was puzzled.

"Damn!" Li Qianxia couldn't help but swear, "What are you doing! Stop it! It's 1661 now! Modern weapons are not allowed!"

Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!

Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!

9 main guns point to one side and shoot!

The fire on the muzzle was blooming, and the recoil alone reached 8,000 tons, and the shock wave during launch was visible to the naked eye.

The shells dragged the fire and broke through more than a dozen nautical miles, and rushed towards Zheng ship like wolves.

The doomsday scene made everyone hold their breath, and time seemed to slow down.

"Brother!" Li Qianxia shouted.

Li Changzhou took a step and was about to take action.

"I want this ship." Yao Chi had already flew out.

With one palm, he blew these nine shells with a charge of 1,460 kilograms per shot and a charge of 330 kilograms.

One by one, lined up in the air, like circles of fireworks.

The sharpness of the sky turned into a curtain of hanging sky, wrapping towards the Yamato ship.

"Bastard!" A man with obvious Japanese temperament drew out his sabre on the Yamato ship.

Yao Chi Yingying smiled: "Can you give it to me?"

"......good."

The Yamato ship shrank and fell into the palm of Yaochi's hand. Yaochi looked at the Yamato ship swimming in the palm of his hand, like a model, checking the information.

【Name: Yamato Ship】

【Genre:Props】

【Quality:C】

[Special effect: no personnel manipulation is required; automatic ammunition and food refresh every month; "ability" drive]

[Minimum usage conditions: ability 5 points and above 5 points]

[Introduction: The largest first-class battleship in the history of human naval]

[Note: Although it was something from World War II, the entire ship has air conditioning, and you can also eat ice cream, and the recipe is also very rich]

"No automatic repair?" Yao Chi was a little disappointed, "Forget it, it's good to use it as a cruise ship or a mold."

She looked at the original owner of the Yamato ship: "Die for me."

"My honor!" The warrior bowed vigorously and cut himself into a caesarean section with a knife.

Before the body fell down, Yao Chi had already flew back to Zheng Chenggong's ship, and the identity card seemed to be held by an invisible hand and flew over.

"Congratulations to Fairy Yao Chi for getting the largest battleship in history. If you see someone, give me the identity card." Li Changzhou smiled, like a group member who didn't even let a penny go of red envelopes.

But I was full of vigilance.

Yao Chi's S-class instinct is stronger than in 1928.

"You want 10 game coins too?" Yao Chi smiled, thinking that he was useless and his identity card fell into Li Changzhou's hands.

Li Changzhou glanced at him and the skill on the identity card was still "wanted, but not to the point where he changed his existing skills."

When will the unlimited skill bar be available?

Li Changzhou put away his identity card and looked at the shore.

All Zheng troops who landed on the island were killed in battle, all the Dutch people on the sea were killed in battle, bleeding and drifting, and the pungent smoke could not cover up the smell of blood.

On the shore, a group of people with completely different temperaments from those around him were also looking at Li Changzhou from afar.

A man flew up in the air, with a cool appearance and a slender figure.

"This is the way of hell." Yao Chi whispered in Li Changzhou's ear, and the hot little snake drilled into his ears with a glance, as if it was about to enter his heart.

"Female?" Li Changzhou was curious.

"The Holy Master, like you, likes that there are all beauties around you, and all the six paths under his hands are all beauties. It is said that the Heavenly God's Way is as beautiful as a celestial immortal."

"...Where is the same? One by my side is my sister and the other is my future wife. Is it, Miss Yang?"

"It's just a little further away from Yao Chi." Yang Qinglan was actually a poisonous tongue.

The Hell Road stands high in the sky, overlooking Zheng Chenggong's army, and finally focuses on Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, and Yaochi.

"That's you who killed the disciples of the Holy Master?" Hell asked, his tone as if the police were interrogating the prisoner.

"It was they who wanted to kill us first." Li Changzhou said.

"So you dare to kill the disciples of the Holy Master?" As he said that, he slapped him in the face with a slap.

The terrifying power condensed to the size of a palm. As soon as he took action, he had already arrived in front of Li Changzhou, as fast as lightning.

Li Changzhou blew a breath and blew away the power of his palm.

"You dare to resist!" Hell's five fingers tugged, and with the roar, infinite chains fell from the sky, as if the heaven and earth were about to capture three people.

Yang Qinglan and Yao Chi flashed and dodged the attack.

All the chains pounced on Li Changzhou. He swung his sleeves, and the green light swept into the sky, strangling the chains.

Ding Ding Ding!

Fires were splashing everywhere, and the green light collided rapidly with the chain. The invincible Cuifeng sword had no choice but to use the chain.

"Brother!" Li Qianxia shouted.

Li Changzhou turned around and punched him behind him, and Hei Wuchang held a mourning stick in his hand.

"Peng!" The fist wind was so fierce that it could penetrate the Dutch's "Bekdeya".

"Huh?" Li Changzhou dodged away, and the fist wind actually penetrated the mourning stick and Hei Wuchang, as if the other party did not exist at all.

The mourning stick passed by, and the cold breath was enough to make ordinary people die of serious illness.

Hei Wuchang used his wrist and beat the mourning stick again.

The void was broken, and the Black Death God held the white bone sickle in his hand, and with a "ding!" sound, he held the mourning stick.

"Ding Ding Dangdang~" Bai Wuchang appeared, shaking the summoning bell in his hand, and Li Changzhou felt dizzy for a moment.

When he came to his senses, the man had been entangled in chains.
To be continued...