Chapter 429： 429: misunderstanding

Not only Aslan noticed the flare, people in the southern suburbs and Pune City noticed the purple flare.

Although Singh looked up at the sky, and although he was amazed by the purple light in the sky, he still ordered the security team to stay alert.

But soon, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

The wizard soldiers of the aviation wizard brigade living around the Aslan courtyard all gathered in the open space.

He was wearing a weird equipment he had never seen before, holding a peculiar weapon, anyway, there was nothing he could understand.

Just a moment of stunned surprise, the assembly of more than one hundred people was completed.

Aslan also walked out of the small courtyard, not as gentle and elegant as before, exuding a suffocating aura, looking like a stranger.

For about seven minutes, Aslan glanced at the sky.

Singh followed Aslan's gaze and saw an unforgettable scene.

Every four people form a V-shaped squad, and more than one hundred V-shaped squads are arranged neatly and the entire four echelons are flying in their direction.

Aslan waved his hand, everyone squatted slightly, and then jumped, flying into the sky like an arrow from the string, and then formed in front of the four echelons to form the fifth echelon, collectively accelerating, and the speed has been faster since then. Rush in the direction of the flare.

"Wow, a flying army!"

Someone exclaimed.

"A flying army, are they all magicians."

Singh swallowed subconsciously, and at the same time a fanatical expression surged in his heart.

The more powerful his boss, the better and better his future. The only thing he has to do now is to hug his legs tightly.

"What are you doing in a daze! The boss went out to do errands, called all the brothers on duty, and showed me a good view of the factory. Anyone who dares to enter the factory will be killed." Singh shouted decisively.

Dong Yapu's employees quickly got busy, and the scale of patrols and guards doubled.

Aslan led the Aviation Magic Brigade to fly directly over the main city of Pudong.

Mukla almost spit out old blood.

The last time a dozen people flew over, it was fine. This time there were hundreds of people who really regarded him as a sick cat.

The swordsman instructor's aura was released instantly, and Mukla just got up to get out of the palace, just in time to see Durab running.

But the next moment, the aggressive Mukla immediately gathered his breath, just like an ordinary person, turning around and sitting back to his original position.

"Teacher, don't you plan to go out and teach these arrogant guys?"

"Teach me a lesson! There are at least three magisters in the least team. That is the magister. I just go out to deliver food. I don't need two people to do it." Mukla said the most insulting words in the most arrogant tone.

Durab looked speechless and aggrieved.

"Don't look like a bitter melon face, the hard days are yet to come! But now there is something that can make us happy." Mukla said very calmly.

"What's the matter?" Durab asked helplessly.

"The direction that the Magisters flew is Maratha Fort."

Durab's eyes lit up suddenly, and he couldn't help but smile.

Looking at the aggressive appearance of the Aviation Magic Brigade, it is definitely not a polite greeting.

Cuchulin led the bandit group to fight with the army of Maratha Fort in the Rocky Mountains. Cuchulin was stopped by two swordsman instructors alone, and the two of them joined forces to match Cuchulin.

The shouting of killing was deafening in the entire Rocky Mountain, and before Medoria arrived, he heard the shouting of killing.

"Don't attack in a hurry, first look for Captain Cuchulin!" Medoria calmly gave the order, what if they rushed down and killed the friendly army directly.

Medoria took the combat squad across the battlefield at low altitude.

Cuchurin saw Medoria and knew that this was a reconnaissance force sent by Aslan.

"Those guys in black clothes and white hats are all enemies!" Kuchurin suddenly shouted.

Medora just made a salute to him, and then quickly lifted off.

The two swordsman instructors who fought against Kuchurin suddenly became a little uneasy.

"Haha! Are you scared? The lord of my family is here, you wash your neck and wait for the slaughter!" Cuchurin laughed hardly.

As if to cooperate with Kuchurin’s ruthless words, dozens of inflammation bombs fell from the sky, intensive and regular coverage bombing, directly blasting the Maratha soldiers in an area into the sky, seeing Bellich’s mouth twitching, this Is it the power of the Magician Army?

No wonder the big brother wants to develop the army of magicians.

Berich quickly realized a very important thing, they seemed to offend a terrible force.

Kuchurin didn't hide it either. Now that Medoria had appeared, the large forces of the Aviation Magic Group should also be there, and they broke out with all their strength, but suppressed the two of Berich.

Berich's face was solemn, and he wanted to retreat, but he was dragged down by Cuchurin. At this time, he knew that Cuchulin had always hidden his strength.

After about a few minutes, another wave of denser and larger flame bombs fell from the sky, and the explosion almost overturned the entire rocky mountain.

The two sides of the original fighting stopped completely. It was not that they didn't want to fight, but that the explosion was too violent. Although the explosion point was far away from them, the shock wave of the explosion still caused them strong tinnitus.

Berich flew out of the smoke from the explosion, and hit the aviation magic group heading on with his gun.

"It's you who attacked me." Aslan looked at Berich coldly.

Berich looked at the air magic brigade in a neat formation in the sky, crying without tears.

He wanted to speak loudly.

"Cuchurin, you told us at the beginning that your lord is so strong, how can we dare to make your idea, return your wife to you, and give you a generous dowry by the way."

"Maybe it's a misunderstanding!" Berich said bitterly.

"Oh, misunderstanding!" Aslan waved his hand, Tokins appeared behind Berrich with a flicker and pulled the trigger.

Berich's head was directly blown away.

As soon as another swordsman instructor came out of the gunpowder smoke, he saw that Berish was knocked off his head, turned and ran.

With a grinning smile, Wil Dillon flew towards the swordsman instructor who flew away.

"Clean up all black clothes and white hat targets." Aslan said lightly, and then slowly landed to Cu Chulin's position.

"See Lord Lord!"

Cuchurin couldn't help being moved when he saw Aslan. He didn't expect that Lord Lord would come in person and said on one knee.

Seville immediately squinted at the others and knelt down.

"See Lord Lord!"

Aslan nodded slightly, and his eyes swept across Cuchurin, but his complexion didn't look good for a moment.

"Where is Veretta?"