Su Yilei looked at Ye Xiao, his eyes somewhat vacant.
These people were the ones he had prepared to use against Ye Xiao, which was exactly why he had not ordered the Su Family cultivators to fire and blast Ye Xiao to death just now.
He regretted it deeply, if he could have commanded them to fire...
With this thought, Su Yilei's face once again showed a trace of bitterness.
With Ye Xiao's current strength, even if he had ordered the firing, could they have really killed Ye Xiao with one shot?
Su Yilei did not know, but at the very least, the strength of a Loose Immortal should not be extinguished by a few spiritual cannons on this warship.
"Just end it quickly for me, since when I die, it makes no difference."
Su Yilei said in despair.
He was destined to die, all of the Su Family were destined to die.
They had never regarded Ye Xiao as a blood-relative.
