The way ahead is clear.
Starting with a white eraser, people spread out to both sides of the road like waves. Then they either walked very slowly on purpose, or simply stood down blatantly, crowding on both sides of the road and waiting for the follow-up.
Han Qingyu's increasingly iconic blue starlight pillar sword was still wrapped in a dark green tarpaulin, behind his shoulders.
Now only the dead iron straight knife with the blade wiped off was in his hand.
"Look, it turns out that what he just held in his hand was a bladeless knife."
"……Um."
On both sides of the road, there were whispers in various languages and gestures in different languages... The scene gradually became noisy.
Now that they have made way out of the way, no matter what happens next, they are ready to finish this battle first.
They are all warriors, elite warriors. And this is The King's battle.
Regarding Han Qingyu's combat characteristics, Rusty Girl Livortex Slash is no longer a secret, and many people have seen it on the battlefield.
But as for the blue starlight pillar sword, most people present only heard that Han Qingyu used it to blast through the large group of blue-green peaks in the ring position of Xilang Peak, and to cut off at the Chinese Asian Army Conference. Ye Jian had two swords, but she had never seen them with her own eyes.
on site.
Han Qingyu... a straight line, a road of gravel and grass extending... a temporary airport.
In the straight direction, the line of sight suddenly expanded.
The morning glow hangs high in the distant sky, and the scene of bright beams forming clouds is brilliant.
More than a thousand meters away, the propeller on the top of the helicopter was turning slowly and quickly. The grass and blades on the ground fell, the wind and sand were stirred up, and the sound of the propeller became louder and louder.
"Thank you." Han Qingyu said.
At the same time, Charles Alphonse, who was on the helicopter in the distance, grabbed his grandfather Denis Alphonse's arm. His eyes looked here with fear. He saw the crowds on both sides, and saw the straight line open. In the passage, I saw Han Qingyu standing there.
Han Qingyu was also looking at him, or rather them.
"They... got out of the way." The moment their eyes met, Charles shouted hysterically: "Grandpa, father, look, they got out of the way! He is coming..."
"Ode!" Under the red sky, a majestic sound of source energy resounded throughout the airport.
There was a roll of sand in front of Han Qingyu, and the ten blue medals on the ground rolled forward again.
"He is above the top." said the person next to him.
"Well, it's only been more than a year. No wonder there are rumors that Alphonse's family wants him dead because of that incident... Now it's fine, it's a deadly feud."
Yes, a mortal feud.
The Alphonse family conspired to take action first.
And Major The Qing's revenge came quickly.
"Praise, praise, praise!"
On the spot, Han Qingyu rushed out. Wu Shi, Xi Mei and Wen Jifei then started the device.
The four men rushed towards the airport with blades in hand, like four streaks of light.
The tail of the helicopter on the edge of the cliff lifted.
In the cabin, Charles was still in hysterical condition, muttering non-no, with panic in his eyes.
"Hurry! Hurry! Take off!" Eric kept urging the family pilot in the driver's seat in front.
And Denis Alphonse stood up at the door of the cabin, lowered his head, extended his arms and shouted loudly: "Stop him! Quick, stop him!"
A family that survives by robbing others of their life source has completely exposed the cowardice in their character at this moment.
The panicked behavior of the three generations of the first Xingyao family at this moment made many people at the scene feel stunned and ridiculous.
In their original understanding, no matter how strong Han Qingyu was, this family with a brilliant reputation should not be like this.
Most of the Nepali soldiers standing at the scene lowered their heads unconsciously. Most of them actually have no specific relationship with the Alphonse family, let alone much intimacy.
It was just a special force that was independent and superior in their territory.
There must be something, probably some reverence and pride before. No more now, and at this moment they began to miss General Bird Budaya more and more.
However, the moment Denis Alphonse’s shouting voice fell.
From where they stood, from around them, "Song, chant, chant..." continuous source energy burst out.
On both sides of the road at the scene, within a distance of only two or three meters, more than a dozen people wearing combat uniforms of the Nepalese Army suddenly rushed out from the side and stabbed the advancing Han Qingyu and four people with their swords.
At the same time, dozens of people gathered from both sides from the direction of the airport, and then intercepted them head-on.
For a moment, the source of energy surged, like the blade of a forest cutting through the wind.
"Isn't this wrong?! They are going to kill me."
Cao Nao on the side of the road said anxiously to the captain Lu Chengzhong.
If these people are classified as elite blue team soldiers, the instructions they received from their superiors were very clear, which was to stop them.
As for the people in front of them, they were clearly assassinating and wanted the lives of Han Qingyu and the four of them.
Are they warriors loyal to the Alphonse family in the blue?
The answer is actually obvious, no.
Especially the Nepali warriors who were still in a daze present, they had the most experience. After a short separation, they immediately discovered one thing in common: almost all of these people had possessed source energy force before entering the blue.
Therefore, there is a high probability that they are originally from the Alphonse family, but were placed in the front army in advance.
The sound of dead iron clashing came from the scene.
The assassination distance was too close. Han Qingyu and his men were attacked from both sides in an instant and had to defend themselves. Their progress was temporarily blocked.
Shen Yixiu's armor "Hang, bang, bang..." carried out several flank assassinations and crashed into the enemy group.
"What should we do? How about we go help?!"
While Cao Nao was asking questions, not far away, members of the Mexican Chichen Itza team were already drawing knives collectively.
On the contrary, Bai Banqi, who had taken the lead in giving up the obstruction, stood there, looking indifferent.
"How can I help?!" Everything happened so suddenly that Lu Chengzhong didn't have time to think about it. He hurriedly grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand and asked at the same time.
"Pretend to chop Qingzi."
Cao Miao's eyes flashed with a burning desire to join the battle, and a hint of cunning and pride appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After saying that, he drew his knife and rushed out with a "clang" sound.
A hand held him from behind, "Thank you, no! No need." A voice sounded beside him.
Cao Nao turned his head and glanced sideways and behind.
Wen Jifei stood there.
As the weakest of the four, and unable to move his right arm, and barely able to use his gun, Wen Jifei, as he had done in the past, had already withdrawn as soon as the situation changed.
"But..." Cao Nao turned his head and glanced at the battle circle in front, hesitating for a moment, because the wording of Wen Jifei's words was "goodbye" first, and then "no".
Among them, the implication of eagerness to stop is even more important.
Immediately, Cao Miao knew why.
At this time, one of the people rushing toward him from the airport suddenly shouted to Han Qingyu in not very proficient Chinese:
"Han Qingyu! Do you dare to kill comrade Wei Lan?!"
This is the reason why Wen Jifei said "goodbye" to Cao Nai. The enemies at the scene had laid out their identities early and killed them. If they killed too many, the matter would escalate into a personal feud between Han Qingyu and the Alphonse family, which would be very troublesome.
As for teams like Long Knife and Chichén Itza, if they were involved, the trouble would be directly involved with them, and at the same time it would be further amplified.
The moment he finally figured it out, Cao Nao raised his eyes and looked at Wen Jifei again. He was a little emotional, but at the same time he felt aggrieved and helpless for them... His eyes were tangled and he asked:
"Then Qingzi, will he... kill him?"
"Um."
Han Qingyu's voice.
But Cao Miao knew that he was not answering him.
But when the other party, in this situation, in front of so many people, deliberately shouted loudly as a coercion, saying: "Han Qingyu! Do you dare to kill comrade Wei Lan?!"
Han Qingyu replied: "Yes."
At the same time as this word fell.
"Crack!"
There was still at least three hundred meters away, and a dead iron straight knife whirled diagonally, directly slicing the throat of the person who was shouting.
The man suddenly fell down while rushing forward.
Only then did people realize that Han Qingyu had drawn a second knife.
After this killing, the feet of dozens of people in front of them stopped slightly.
"Ode!" The black disease's solitary spear has arrived, rolling around like a dragon and piercing the crowd.
Wu Shi held the gun in both hands and violently swung it sideways. While sweeping away, he made a "dang" sound and knocked back the sword flying in the air with the tail of the gun.
Han Qingyu rushed forward and took the sword.
There was no stagnation under his feet, and he held a dead-iron straight knife in his left and right hands. His body moved forward and his speed exploded again, dragging the knife straight into the enemy group.
Behind him, Shen Yixiu's armor turned around to block the enemy coming from behind.
Another three hundred meters and the distance was getting closer.
But at least a few hundred meters away, over at the airport, the helicopter had already left the ground. Already more than ten meters into the air, twenty meters...
They want to rush out.
"Block him! Block him!"
Deni stood at the door of the cabin, continuing to shout loudly while looking at the battle group diagonally below. There, although Han Qingyu and the other three were extremely powerful, they were still held back by dozens of dead soldiers in a short period of time.
The helicopter under Deni's feet continued to climb, thirty meters, forty meters...a hundred meters, and the figures on the ground gradually began to become distant.
"Bang!" Suddenly a gunshot rang out.
Wen Jifei fired with one hand behind the crowd, which was a bit difficult.
Denis drew his knife at the cabin door.
"when!"
The sword accurately split the bullets away.
Then, a relaxed smile appeared on Denis's face, and he turned to Eric and Charles and smiled.
The straight-line distance, plus the distance between the helicopter and the ground... they escaped.
The panic in his heart completely relaxed at this moment, and Deni suddenly remembered what he had said before: "That would be such a pain worth appreciating. If possible, I really want to wave goodbye to him in person."
He put away the sword, held the cabin door with his right hand, and stretched out his left hand.
Smiling, Deni waved to Han Qingyu on the ground.
Everyone on the ground looked up and saw this scene.
"Major The Qing, it's too late." At this moment, the grassroots commanders were thankful that the incident did not reach the worst case scenario.
And more people said in their hearts: "This is the Alphonse family... Look at their performance. From just now to now, they make me feel disgusted."
Stefania represented another group of people. Looking at her teammates, the Venezuelan girl said with distressed eyes: "He must be feeling aggrieved now. He came here with such difficulty, but..."
"Crack!"
There is actually no sound.
No one could hear the sound of the blade passing over two hundred meters above.
But they can see.
The arm Denis Alphonse stretched out to wave was suddenly broken.
The broken arm fell off.
The knife that cut off the arm was still in front of the cabin door, spinning upwards.
No one thought that the attack range of Han Qingyu's Rusty Girl Livorous Slash could reach such a terrifying level, and the arc control could reach such a terrifying level.
The dead iron straight knife was wound up from underneath the helicopter...
When did you come? !
It was the moment Wen Jifei fired.
"Wow!" The noise and exclamations that lasted for two seconds echoed around the entire temporary airport.
In the screen,
The Death Iron Saber rose to its peak and began to fall back.
Blood rained in the air.
Denis let out a painful scream that could be clearly heard by the entire audience.
As if in response to his smile and wave just now, Han Qingyu stood in the battle circle, raised his head and smiled, with a bright smile.
