Hundreds of kilometers away from Antarctica, in the sky, the human source energy spacecraft is still in a dilemma, cruising alone.
The spaceship pilot, who had just been blocked and had been silent for a long time under heavy pressure, listened to the battle report and finally couldn't help but looked back at the old man next to him.
The old man is reading the latest battle report.
The pilot also took a look. The blurry photo showed the stream of light coming towards it, making his hands as the pilot of the spacecraft tremble slightly.
This scene is surging in the hearts of every human being in the world at this moment...
After a few glances, the pilot couldn't control his eyes and slowly moved up, still looking at Chen Buxu.
His eyes were a little more thoughtful than before, as if to say: It seems that this old man doesn't know much about high-end combat power.
"What are you doing? What's wrong?" The legion commander turned his head and glared at him.
"No." The pilot quickly turned back to stabilize the spacecraft... Two seconds later, he slowly turned back and asked cautiously: "Um, Major Qing, the third dome superior, right?"
"..." Chen Buxu looked at him, his eyes still a little solemn and he said nothing.
"I'm asking you if that's true! Is that true? Is it really Qiong's superior?" Xu Xiaohong's anxious roar came from the intercom.
"Based on the battlefield information sent back so far, I can't say that he is not." Chen Buxu finally gave the answer.
That's it. Xu Xiaohong was relieved and laughed, as if she had been worried and suppressed for a long time and could finally vent her worries. She laughed and expressed:
"Hahahaha, it is indeed true, he is indeed. I said you know nothing about fighting, and you are nothing more than a smelly old man herding sheep on Qiong Shang. Hahahaha, the third Qiong Shang, the third... No, there are three , there are four.”
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When Han Qingyu's amazing performance on the battlefield was passed on by the rejected person and confirmed by Chen Buhang, he had been officially promoted to Qiong Superior, and another person would automatically be promoted accordingly. His name was Pegmont.
Pegmont's current psychology has determined that he is almost the same as Han Qingyu. Although there is still a slight gap in his consciousness, with his personality, this gap will not hinder him at all. He thinks that he is also a superior of Qiong, and he can also have some surprises. The operation of the world.
At this time, on the Western Front battlefield, Azure's elite troops broke through all the way, and finally arrived at Ellsworth Land (the connection line between the peninsula and the Antarctic continent), and were organizing an attack on Dajian's last line of defense.
As long as they cross this line of defense, they can return and reverse the situation on the peninsula battlefield.
The re-arrangement during the charge was hurried and orderly... Marklov was floating outside, with four sniper rifles on his back and a sniper scope in his hand, looking for Pegmont across the battlefield.
If there is anything that is most regrettable and deplorable in the Antarctic battlefield at this moment, Markloff believes that it is that Pegmont's intercom is broken.
Otherwise, if he was listening to the battle report and fighting at the same time, Dai Er might have been hacked to death.
But now, because he was chasing Dai Er, he had chased him away. Marklov had to find Pegg and tell him what was happening on the Eastern Front.
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Eastern Front Battlefield.
What the young prince saw and worried was not unreasonable.
Han Qingyu's current combat power is still unstable, and it is indeed difficult to sustain such an ultra-limit burst and the attack method of Ten Thousand Blades for a long time. He only managed to do this with the help of the strength space opened by Yan Xi's appearance.
To be honest, that moment of explosion was not something he could usually achieve with all his hard work or effort.
The continued fading of the Lava Dragon is a symptom of this difficult state.
Therefore, after Wanren came to the court, the successors had actually begun to lose their strength. However, the sharp warriors in the stream in front of them had fought, lost their numbers, and been injured all the way. They could no longer withstand the frontal impact of the super sharp group...
Especially the sharp arrow formation composed of 17 red shoulders, wherever it passes, it must be unstoppable.
Wu Shi will definitely block it, and then he will die.
Then the rusty girl will die.
Theodore will die.
Wiese will die...
Therefore, Han Qingyu had to use himself as a guide, use the collapse of the Flame Decay Dragon Shadow as an explosion, and launch a second wave of attacks, a stronger attack... Lava Destruction.
Using the pillar sword as a traction, Han Qingyu's figure suddenly blasted into the big sharp group and into the red shoulder group.
The two swords were shot at the first moment, and the two red-shouldered bodies fell to the ground. They were killed by the sword in their left hands and maimed by the sword in their right hands.
There were 15 red-shouldered bodies left that continued to rush towards him, a vast group of large peaks swarming forward.
At the same time, the giant dragon in the sky lowered its head and roared towards...
The roof collapsed.
When the dragon shadow disintegrated, a huge halo spread like a ball of bright powder, shining through the aurora and almost covering the entire group of big peaks.
Thousands of dead iron weapons in mid-air fell down.
Icefall.
This is actually what foreigners called it later, and it was translated. The Chinese Asians themselves don’t like the word Xingyun because it has some bad metaphors, but even they have to admit that this The name itself is so appropriate.
"Swish, swish, swish... Boom! Boom!" The sound and image sounded like a hot weapon covering an attack, but they came from cold dead iron.
Thousands of dead iron weapons reflecting various colors of light poured down in an instant and shot down diagonally.
The scene in the Refuser's satellite image looked like a large-scale meteor crash, with countless meteorites constantly bombarding the ground at speeds exceeding the limit.
People saw a large body charging forward, and suddenly their own pillar sword penetrated the abdomen and was nailed to the ground, unable to move.
He saw the figure of Major Qing, standing in the red shoulder group, with countless dead iron weapons above his head coming one after another, blasting in front of him and around his body.
"Qingzi!" Lieutenant Shen Yixiu's voice shouted throughout the ice field.
Then, no one could hear or see anything clearly.
The roaring sound is endless.
The ice surface cracked, with thousands of cracks extending from the battlefield to the feet of the sharp warriors of the stream.
The agitated ice and snow filled the sky, as if in an instant, a huge wall of ice and snow was built on the ice sheet.
"Song..." Wu Shi rushed over.
Then a pair of armor rushed over, Theodore, Wei Ze, He Tangtang, Captain Storm, Black Fang...all the high-end combat forces of Xixi Fengrui rushed forward together, preparing to join the battle.
But in the end, they all stood outside the ice wall.
Wen Jifei was on the intercom, stubbornly asking them to stop. They refused to retreat and stopped there.
"call!"
"call!"
No one spoke. The Eastern Front battlefield, the Blue Command, the headquarters of the only witnessing legion in China, including a certain human source energy spacecraft floating in the air, and the spacecraft pilot channel... all shut their mouths at this moment.
Asia, Europe and America...even the Hua family, the family named Han in Feng Long'ao, were all the same at the moment, no one spoke.
"call!"
"call!"
The whole world breathed heavily in front of this picture.
"call!"
"call……"
"call!"
At a certain moment, on the Eastern Front battlefield, a soldier in the stream suddenly heard his own breathing again, and then saw the mist formed by his breath in front of him.
The rumble of dead iron weapons hitting the ground has stopped.
The ice field returned to "peace" amidst the shrill howls of the "beasts".
Then, the wall of ice and snow in sight began to collapse and slowly fell to the ground...
They refilled the deep holes in the ice.
Covering the weapons that finally stopped, including the swords of the comrades who came to join the battle.
Covering the broken corpses that covered the ground.
Covering the smelly blue and blue-red blood on the ground.
At this moment, the battle only passed for a moment, but the battlefield seemed to have passed for several years.
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"Qingzi." It was still Second Lieutenant Shen Yixiu's voice.
They finally saw Major Qing again.
He stood there with his back turned, his body covered with traces of the battle. And in front of him, there were densely packed bodies, filled with all kinds of dead iron weapons...
If the ice field meteorite just now was scattered from other places, then the area in front of Han Qingyu was concentrated.
With himself as the guide and cooperation on the battlefield, thousands of concentrated shots continued until the end.
"...He chopped down the red-shouldered group!"
The consensus of the human world has been overturned. At least half of the 17 Red Shoulders who were invincible just now are dead now, and the remaining half are seriously injured and lying on the ground, unable to attack anymore.
This matter was done by one person and swords all over the sky.
Everyone was silent, trembling, looking at the back.
Even at this time, there are still a large number of undead Dajian on the battlefield. They are still alive and moving, but they are obviously still in a daze and confusion, and they seem to be in a state of confusion.
Do you want to go up? Wu Shi was thinking, Theodore was thinking.
Do you want to go up? The soldiers were thinking.
They are waiting.
Finally, the figure moved. Holding the sword in his right hand, it hung down naturally and pointed diagonally at the ground. He slowly raised his left arm. On the battlefield, his left hand sword flew back.
Han Qingyu took the knife and held it horizontally. Without putting his hand down, he slowly turned his body to the right.
With this action, he did not completely turn back. In the end, he only seemed to look back slightly.
At the same time, he didn't speak.
However, everyone in the sharp stream seemed to hear it from this look:
"You guys, won't you come with me?!"
"Ode! Ode Ode Ode Ode..."
Three sharp arrays of streams erupted in collective energy in an instant, and thousands of red fire moths flew forward at the same time on the ice sheet.
During the forward charge, the three formations gathered together and reorganized into a giant arrow-shaped arrow formation, swarming behind the back figure.
"Kill!" they shouted.
"I wish, I will fight with you, my destiny and my sword will follow your direction, until your flag will stand on the dome forever, or I will turn into ashes and fly away..." they shouted.
Amid the roars of the soldiers, the young prince followed, covering his wounds and smiling proudly. He made up this paragraph. When he first made it up, it was because he knew Han Qingyu wouldn't like it and deliberately disgusted him... But at this time, he felt a little moved after hearing it, his nose was sore and his eyes were sore. The young prince tried hard to twist it back and told himself, It's such a relief to be able to disgust him at this time.
Han Qingyu had already turned back, replacing the source energy block casually, looking at the still huge but scattered group of sharp peaks in front of him with a tired look that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Ode!"
The moment the source energy exploded, people did not rush out.
Han Qingyu was like a train that failed to start, frozen in place.
"Bang", a slight sound, blood.
Blood mist sprayed out from almost every pore in his body.
This scene was not clearly seen and discovered by more people because he had his back to everyone and was wearing a full black combat uniform.
Except for Wu Shi, who was the closest behind him.
They saw it, and suddenly they saw Qingzi's clothes were soaked, and his pants were bleeding. Soon, a pool of blood accumulated on the ice...
"Qing..." Xi Mei's voice was hesitant and choked.
However, "Ode!" "The sword boss has appeared!" He raised his hand and wiped his face, and broke out again. Han Qingyu shouted and rushed out.
