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Chapter 24: The Emerald 【Happy Dragon Boat Festival】(1/2)

The power inside and outside has been observed by Jia Yan, so Jia Yan now seems to be exposed, but he already knows the possible enemies in private.

"As expected of Jia Yan, the famous Chairman of the Galaxy Chamber of Commerce, I am afraid that no matter how hard I hide, I will not be able to escape your eyes."

"What a vicious look, Your Excellency Jia Yan, why don't we make an alliance?"

The two coalition masters who led the team walked out from the other side of the city very calmly, their voices were gentle, and there was no trace of surprise or fear at being called out to their faces.

With subspace talents, they are not from the inner world. They have seen a lot outside. They have an advantage in spotting enemies. What's more, the subspace here in the inner world is much more difficult to deal with than the outside world.

It was normal for them not to notice Jia Yan's arrival.

But looking at the problem from their perspective is different.

Jia Yan discovered them from a long way away. If Jia Yan wanted to launch an attack from the sub-space, it shouldn't be a big problem for them. After all, their strength is there, and they shouldn't be attacked by a sub-space talented master.

A sneak attack in sub-space is just the way to go.

"Your Excellencies, this is a good idea. I don't want to show up and let my subordinates take the lead and die."

What Jia Yan said softly made the enemy masters look ugly for a while.

With the appearance of the two men, they have figured out the key, but there is a difference between figuring it out and being pointed out in person. If they don't tell it, they can still save their face, but if they tell it, they won't be able to lose face.

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The two cosmic masters are obviously the right-hand men of the wielder. They may have the status of right-hand men, but they are definitely confidants. If they really kill them, they may offend them head-on. Now that things have happened,

I really want to start a fight with a holder early on.

"..."

With the addition of a top-notch fighter, the invasion team here has directly gained a core combat force. The liberated sea and sky are like tigers climbing up the mountain. The battle group used two moves to make the enemy panic, and then slipped into another battle group.

The group moved their hands and started slipping again before messing up the rhythm.

I can only say that the increase in the subspace in the outer world to Xuancheng is too small. My transfer speed is even slower, and I cannot completely worry about the enemy's influence on the subspace, because the impact on us is done to such a deep level.

subspace.

The other party clearly knows that he is a front-level Territory Lord, and is a low-level player outside the Territory Lord's front-level, but he doesn't even have a galaxy-level sense of power to attack later?

"President Xuancheng, you really know this, it's us..."

Subspace talent is like a bug-level existence in the outer world.

The situation of the war also suddenly changed.

The expressions on the two men's faces were so ugly that we all thought that we, who thought we could fight Xuancheng head-on on our own, would actually be so embarrassed when we actually fought against each other.

Xuancheng's thoughts are very complicated.

Poof.

He stopped right behind the injured teammate's eyes.

Killing and injuring some people in exchange for less space for peace and development is not a bad deal for me.

It means that everything has its own value.

"Did it hurt you?"

The two low-hands who were attacked far away by the earth-like clone were startled for a moment, and then a look of embarrassment and anger surged into their hearts.

We know that the president of the Galaxy Chamber of Commerce probably didn't sell us a vulnerability so that we could attack him and catch all the bad guys in one fell swoop.

That simply puts us out of sight.

But under the opponent's body, several superpositions of power attributes belonging only to the White God's clone burst out, and the blood exploded for a moment.

The two low-level players from the inner galaxy waved their hands indifferently: "Everyone, you and the other seven have thought about letting them be cannon fodder, otherwise they would secretly protect him and others. He thinks, now they have passed

One person died, are you going to rush out to help?"

Bo Ai once again launched an active offensive.

The two people in front of me probably don't really want the Imperial Island to belong to me, they just want some possessor to appear there.

The avatar is your own

Go all out.

First of all, those low-level players were not hawks outside the coalition. In those years, they had not led many battles with the Galaxy Chamber of Commerce, and they might even have killed some low-level and middle-level members of the Galaxy Chamber of Commerce and Xuancheng in person.

It doesn't matter if they have caused trouble for us, but now they are trying to break down the door, so don't blame Xuancheng for being ruthless and killing us all in one fell swoop.

As a result, the battle situation here also became corrupt.

Facing two inferior players at the founder level, it was just a matter of words.

Facing the two front-level Territory Lords with absolute strength, if Bai Shen's clone dared not to hide the slightest bit of clumsiness, he would be instantly shattered to pieces.

The speaker didn't mean it well.

Bringing out a canopy of blood, I pulled out my feet, and my body crashed into the sub-space in front of me, and the enemy in front of me also launched a series of attacks.

The expressions on both of them were so ugly.

Bai Shen's clone succeeded with one blow, but it seemed that he had taken advantage. There was no blood outside my eyes or nose.

Nowadays, a Galaxy Chamber of Commerce has appeared. We were aware of it and dealt with it later, but it was a little late.

"His blow hit you hard!"

It's almost using too little of my body's power.

The peace talks proposed by the two parties are not harmful to both parties.

But as soon as I grasped the foot, I felt it was rather slippery. Xuancheng grinned and pulled the foot out of his chest. I couldn't hold it no matter what.

We pride ourselves on being able to compete head-on with President Xuancheng, otherwise we would allow our superiors to fight Bo Ai.

Of course it is the level of the old founder.

It must be a clone. Even Bo Ai Honma cares too much about those low-level players. It is definitely possible to be afraid of it.

We all have information about the Galaxy Chamber of Commerce, and we know that outside the Galaxy Chamber of Commerce, there is no "Earthling" who replaced Bo Ai when President Bo Ai was there, and there were vague rumors that that Earthling had an affair with Xuan Ai.

The relationship between the city and the city is quite strange. According to our thinking, even if it is a clone, it is destined to be a similar existence.

"Who said they have the upper hand? Once I kill you, the rest of the natives are just like chickens and dogs. They can all be killed in an instant!"

The white god's clone set up a small piece of defensive power behind his eyes, and it was the most ineffective defensive energy calculated from the various races that created the world and the technology that retreated first.

My face looked extremely cold, and I acted as the vanguard of this battle.

I retreated into the sub-space just now. The enemy was obviously a master from the universe. He should be familiar with the sub-space talent, but he was still able to resist my magic.

The feet, which have undergone numerous degenerations and mutations, are not only soft on the surface, but also very smooth.

But Xuancheng saw it that way.

No one understands what happened, but someone is going to get to the bottom of it.

The blood is rolling.

We thought we had the overall situation under control and that this time we would be able to solve the problem of the Galaxy Chamber of Commerce. However, we never expected that we would end up dead.

The Galaxy Chamber of Commerce has become a phenomenon, and Xuancheng himself has long since lost strength that far exceeds that of the old founder.

"Your Excellency, I have to deal with the injuries, but it is very difficult to cause a slight loss of strength. As you see, the two of them can escape on their own. These natives are not related to them, but they can stay out there to atone for their sins."

This is a favor to the Galaxy Chamber of Commerce."

I can't hold it at all.

Among the seven people who had just remembered the information, none of them ignored the attack of the White God clone and exchanged injuries with the White God clone.

The two low-level players were in shock when they felt the sub-space split open, and a shiny foot pierced out from the inside and outside, pressing hard against the chest of one of them.

"Leaving?"

"Bo Ai, what does he want? Don't forget that the current situation is also advantageous to him!"

It was a conspiracy, and in the final analysis, it cost the lives of many Jiayan residents. The president of the Galaxy Chamber of Commerce really acted with no humanity at all.

"How? You should agree to my proposal, otherwise they have no chance of failure."

However, we know that Xuancheng can calculate.

As for Xuancheng himself, it is even more difficult for him to take root on the Imperial Island. Now there is even less possibility of escaping to other islands or small mainland areas to live a nomadic and treasure-hunting life like in the past.

Before I lost my ticket, I became more cautious.

"It's bad! I'm trying to buy time for this Xuancheng!"

Because it is too difficult to make a magic weapon that is worthy of me now. If the real body is present, the possibility of life is in danger and the possibility of obtaining results is gone.

But looking at it now, Guild Master Xuancheng, apart from his own astonishing combat power, has no superiors who can cooperate well with me.

You know, Bo Ai has always made his own "magic weapon".

So I want to let those two go, but I still have to make a gesture. This is not to keep the other "coalition forces" low-handed.

"Tell me, what is their decision? Give them eight breaths of time and then answer. I will treat them as if they would rather die than surrender."
To be continued...
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