More than a hundred transcendental beings, just by converging their eyes, they can produce terrifying coercion.

Under their gaze, Aru's muscles tensed, as if he was being targeted by a flood beast.

His whole body froze there, and his eyes looked at the group of transcendents in horror, as if he had been pinched by the throat:

"How... How can there be so many at once? ”

"Shouldn't there be only one strongest?"

With a frightened expression on his face, Aru slowly got up, his body stiff and backwards backwards.

Not only Aru, but the clansmen behind Aru also showed expressions of fear.

In the face of more than a hundred transcendentals, no one can remain calm.

Although this is the strategy of the Yanyang tribe, this kind of heartfelt fear is definitely not pretended by the Yanyang tribe.

Extraordinary, transcendent, transcendent.

One transcendent can crush a group of ordinary people, let alone so many transcendents here.

"Hit?"

"Kill him, and you can conquer us."

Looking at the group of people with panicked faces, some transcendents showed a sarcastic smile and joked like a cat and mouse:

"Why don't you try to escape?"

"See if you guys run fast or if we kill fast?"

In the eyes of this group of transcendental beings, the group of people in front of them is very interesting.

They are like savages who have rushed into civilized society, and they are worthy of ridicule from the Shenyu tribe all over their bodies.

Thinking that they are standing on the high point of civilization, they still have great power in their hands, and the transcendents are full of superiority.

"Are you trying to disperse and escape?"

"Then you're running?"

"We'll give you plenty of time to escape."

Someone was keenly aware that the people who were originally gathered together were scattered to form a line.

But even so, the transcendents of the Shenyu tribe are still unhurried.

As if his thoughts had been punctured, Aru's backward body stiffened.

He looked at the group of transcendents in horror, the drama in his eyes was comparable to that of the actor, and the struggle, fear, and ferocity were constantly intertwined.

After a moment, Aru suddenly gritted his teeth:

"Clansmen, you can't run!"

"They have so many transcendents that we won't be able to run away even if we are separated."

"Fight!"

"For the glory of the tribe, we fought with them!"

Aru's voice was full of tragedy, with a sense of determination.

Under Aru's influence, the other clansmen seemed to be ready to fight to the death, and their fearful faces showed tragic expressions.

"Fight!"

"Kill one before you die, you can't just surrender!"

In a tragic roar, the clansmen of the Yanyang tribe launched a charge.

In the eyes of the transcendent, such a scene is as ridiculous as an ant charging at an elephant.

Looking at the group of people who were charging bravely, not only did the transcendents not make any movements, but the expressions on their faces became even more playful.

That kind of banter is a kind of contempt from the bones.

And what the Yanyang Tribe needs now is this kind of contempt.

The way of using soldiers, show it to be soft and welcome it with rigidity, show it to be weak and multiply it by strength.

This is the military training in Huainanzi.

Although the Yanyang tribe does not have the heritage of the art of war, it can also do things like pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

Seeing that the other party's transcendent was defenseless and had no sense of existence, Ada finally roared:

"Shoot!"

Hearing Ada's instructions, the believers, who had already practiced countless times, lifted off their thatched clothes one after another, revealing their cold firearms.

With a click, Gatling's safety bolt was opened, and the dark barrel of the gun was aimed at the enemy.

"Huh?"

Seeing the abnormal behavior of the Yanyang Tribe, some transcendents frowned vigilantly.

However, after discovering that Gatling did not have any transcendent aura, the strangeness that rose in his heart also dissipated.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

At the moment when the other party had just relaxed, the Yanyang tribe finally pressed the trigger.

With the sound of a fart, the pitch-black barrel spun violently, and a thick tongue of fire erupted.

The metal storm broke out in an instant!

You know, even in the real world, Gatling's rate of fire is terrifying.

6,000 rounds per minute, which translates to 100 rounds per second, what a terrifying statistic?

And that's just a handful of Gatling stats.

The problem is that the Yanyang tribe has sixty or seventy Gatlings, and this Nima is the entire family of the Egyptian terrorist organization!

People are frugal and only willing to use it at critical moments.

But when it comes to the Burning Sun Tribe, Gatling is a one-shot deal, and when it runs out, the ball is thrown away.

The inhuman gameplay of the trench makes Gatling's power fully revealed.

In just an instant, the overwhelming blazing bullets enveloped the transcendents.

With such a close shot, the initial velocity of the bullet has no loss at all, and it has the highest lethality.

That's a flight speed beyond the speed of sound!

No matter how fierce the transcendents of the Shenyu tribe are, it is impossible for them to move at supersonic speed.

Under the fierce metal storm, the transcendent who stood at the front directly hit the body.

Bullets made of metal tore through their tough skin and muscles, and even broke their bones with ease.

Just a transcendent person who looks at the front and stands at the front falls like a leek.

And those transcendents who fell, their bodies were blurred with flesh and blood, and their own mothers probably couldn't recognize them here.

The smell of hot metal, accompanied by a splash of minced flesh, splattered onto the faces of the other transcendents.

Everyone was stunned!

They couldn't understand how those black pipes could kill a group of transcendents as soon as they breathed fire?

But now it's impossible to stand there thinking as long as you're not a fool.

In the face of the ferocious and terrifying Gatling, the transcendents reacted immediately.

As a roar rang out, these transcendents burst out of their fighting spirits, and the flames enveloped many people in them.

"Get on the fire extinguisher!"

It seems that he had expected this scene, and Ada gave the next order at the same time as the other party broke out in vindictiveness.

The Gatling continued to fire, and the other group was interspersed with the Gatling gun array, holding up the fire extinguisher and spraying violently.

Laugh at!

Thick white smoke quickly filled the air, keeping all oxygen out of it.

Without the support of oxygen, the flame fighting qi cultivated by the Shenyu tribe suddenly became like malnutrition, and the flames withered in an instant.

"Disperse! Spread out as soon as possible! ”

"We have been deceived by them, they have no supernatural strength, but they have powerful weapons!"

"They even have forbidden weapons!"

"Dodge their weapons, then let the Master Mage kill them from a distance, and we'll get around as close to melee as we can!"

After paying a terrible price, someone finally reacted.

A transcendent person with a high status is the first to remind his companions loudly.

The transcendents who reacted quickly began to prepare for a counterattack.

In the face of such a scene, Ada is still calm and calm:

"Waterspray ready!"

"Bazookas ready to launch, don't let them disperse!"

"Gatling refill ammo as soon as possible!"