Behind the vast group of big spikes, one person drew a knife.

The first sound, unsheathed, the sound of the sword cutting through the dead iron hook nails, was thick, strong and intense. The sound is on the back of the person's shoulder, and the point where the real crack comes out is like somewhere in mid-air.

And then, the tail is sharp, like the thinnest and sharpest blade in the air.

The source energy covered the entire ice field around it, pressed low in the air, almost condensed into a substantial sound wave, endless, like a thin wave on the surface of the sea, pushing forward layer by layer, gradually passing over the heads of the big spike group, and transmitting to the front.

In this way, with the forward push of the sound wave, the entire black pressure of the large pointed group, the terrifying and hideous alien giant array, seemed to be orderly, turning back layer by layer, looking at the person and the knife in his hand.

The detection images of the refusers can only capture the overall situation of the battlefield or the whole part, and cannot capture the details of the ground, so they can't see Han Qingyu at all. The picture they saw now was only the big sharp group chasing behind the sharp stream, which suddenly stopped, and then, the sharp array of the stream gradually stopped.

"Are they going to fight here?"

"yes, it's better to fight here first than to keep moving forward, crashing into the interception line, and being flanked in front and back at the same time. ”

"But they can't get caught up in positional warfare!"

Once caught in a positional war, the stream is destined to lose sight of the traction field, and then, the entire Antarctic battlefield that has just seen the dawn, all hopes will also be dashed.

All of a sudden, all kinds of worries, despairs, suggestions, inquiries and discussions were frantically transmitted, and the entire front rear, the azure communication system broke through the maximum load in less than twenty seconds.

Then, in less than two seconds, Speaker Kemore decisively ordered the closure of the direct connection lines of all armies around the world, go to your grandfather's, and ask.

"Excuse me...... Honk. The communication was restored, and the refuser urgently asked Wen Jifei, but the frequency band was cut by Wen Jifei in an instant.

Angry?

Or is it hopeless?

Thankfully, the refusers also have direct contact with war correspondents Ashilia and Ian.

"What's going on over there?" asked the correspondent anxiously.

"I don't know. Looking at the large spiky group that had stopped from afar, her eyes wooden but a small light was budding, Ashilia thought and said, "But, I want to ......"

I thought, maybe it's him? Whether he's recovered or not.

Ashilia knew the man too well.

However, because of the military situation, she did not say it for the time being.

............

In fact, at this moment, there was only Wen Jifei in the entire stream, and he really saw Han Qingyu.

Although Captain Mira also has a sniper rifle and a sniper scope, at this time, she is in a low place, quickly looking for a shooting position, this is the quality of a sniper, do not ask what happened on the battlefield first, but first find her own battlefield position.

Then, Wu Yi knew who was coming, because he was also a peak super, and he was very familiar with that person. In addition, Rusty Girl, He Tangtang, Little Wangye...... There are probably some conjectures.

"Grass!" The moment he saw Qingzi, Wen Jifei's nerves suddenly tensed to the limit, "snapped", like a string beating, and relaxed.

It was like a boulder overhead being removed, and it was as if all unnecessary struggles had been abandoned, and it was left to fall.

Anyway, everyone is here, I thought that Han Qingyu after amnesia was quite obedient, at least he didn't have any ideas...... Mistake, what do you want to do in this case? That's it, let's do it.

Then, Wen Jifei's mood suddenly became chaotic again, he was so tired that he wanted to cry, laugh, scold the street, say hello, and ask for a moment...... Holding the gun on his shoulder with his left hand, Wen Jifei raised his right hand and quickly cut into the personal call channel.

The highest-level call authority of Stream Fengrui is now in Wen Jifei's hands, so he doesn't need Qingzi to take the initiative to answer.

............

"Finally look at me. The big sharp group stopped and turned around, Han Qingyu thought to himself, raised his head, and looked at the big sharp giant array in front of him that was finally opposite him.

If it was any closer, he would have to tilt his head, but fortunately, there was still some distance.

"Why don't you rush over?!Are you waiting for Dai Er's order? You can't be afraid of me, right? These things don't seem to know what to be afraid of. For the time being, he can only see the big sharp group, and he hasn't seen the sharp stream yet, Han Qingyu is actually a little anxious in his heart.

At this moment, "Boom!" The big sharp group collectively moved and rushed towards him.

............

Wen Jifei finally didn't have time to say a word to Han Qingyu, the intercom was on, and he turned his head suddenly, "Help him!"

It's just a sound of drawing a knife, Wen Jifei can't be sure about Qingzi's current situation and state, as for his behavior after standing alone behind the big sharp formation, even if his strength is not restored, he can probably do it.

Even if he recovered, it would be just as dangerous for him to face such a huge and spiky group of charges alone! After all, even if he was at the peak of human strength, his defense power was still insufficient.

Therefore, Wen Jifei was in a hurry, regardless of whether he couldn't get into a positional battle or not, and he didn't think about the traction field first, he shouted desperately.

With the voice, "Ode to the ......"

The stream is sharp in three arrays, all of which quickly complete the turn.

The body turns.

Where the sword goes.

There is someone behind the big sharp group, it may be a person, a person who can stop the entire big sharp group, a person who can make Wen Jifei on today's battlefield, in this case, shout out to help him with recoil.

Who he would be, a person with a sharp stream can figure it out with the handle of a knife.

It's just that he's recovered? Everyone is guessing and thinking, and the excitement in his heart has just risen, and he has been forcibly held back by himself. Because this journey is too bitter, and after it is too bitter, people are afraid of hope, afraid that they will be disappointed.

The only thing that does not hesitate is action, the source energy bursts, and the array activates.

This time, on the contrary, it was a big sharp group, and they fell into a two-sided attack.

Of course, between the two sides, there is still a long distance between the sharp streams, and Han Qingyu is very close.

The dense group of big spikes was confused for a while, and they generally felt that they should turn back to meet it, but they couldn't turn back with confidence.

That person is very threatening, they know, who that person is, Dai Uh has just said.

On the ice field battlefield, on the way through the pole traction field, a strange scene:

A series of hideous and tall black armor, holding the pillar sword in both hands, like a panicked little animal biting its own tail, turned around, turned, turned......

Eventually, they formed a barely reasonable position, with two points left and right and two sides of the formation. Part of the deflection angle is backward, mainly facing the direction of the stream, and the other part is sideways to Han Qingyu's side, roughly four points in formation, with the back offset.

In this way, Han Qingyu saw the sharp edge of the stream rushing from the opposite side.

The soldiers with the sharp edge of the stream also saw the figure with the knife......

For a while, there was no time to express any emotions and feelings, only the more crazy the pace of the charge, telling how much they wanted to fight with him.

"Yes, Major Qing. Ashilia said woodenly into the intercom.

"......" was stunned for half a second: "He recovered?!"

"I don't know. Mira came back to her senses and quickly turned her head to look at Ian, and the two of them understood.

At the same time, in Wen Jifei's intercom, Han Qingyu's voice came, firmly and unquestionably:

"Don't come here, keep your distance, and be careful with your defenses behind you. ”

Han Qingyu heard the phrase "help him" just now, so he knew that he was talking to the plague chicken. He also listened to battlefield intelligence and knew that there was a huge group of big spikes ahead, and once this side fell into a scuffle, it was likely to come over.

He also knew that the stream was going to move forward, and they wanted a breakthrough, not an elimination, and they couldn't delay too much time.

Also, what he saw along the way, the battlefield after the death battle, and the brothers who fell along the way...... It's already too much.

"Wait for me to come. Han Qingyu said.

Wait, is this bastard in command?

"Good. It may be the feeling that someone is helping to make decisions, which is really good, Wen Jifei subconsciously responded.

The command came out, and the stream was sharp three times, with hesitation, the order was forbidden, and the formation was set up in a formation.

At this time, they were still a certain distance away from the big sharp group.

Because of this sudden change, the big sharp group stirred again, and after a short hesitation, left a small part of the guard, and turned more attention to one side, that person.

"What's the matter, plague chicken?!" Of course, Rusty Sister also saw Qingzi, because she didn't understand why Wen Jifei suddenly ordered the whole army to stop and not help him, she was a little anxious, and her tone was not good.

"He said he was coming. When Wen Jifei said this, it was the whole army talking.

So, with anticipation and great worry, all eyes passed through the Great Pointed Giant Array and looked over there.

This is a very thick group of big spikes, and the array after the separation is also very long, and it has accumulated the remaining big spikes of multiple lines of defense along the way, although there are very few red shoulders among them, but the number is really terrible, and the black pressure is suffocating.

“...... Here it comes. ”

"Always ready to rush over. ”

"Understood. ”

Han Qingyu moved, still carrying three weapons without making a move, holding the death iron war knife with one hand, he stepped forward, and his steps gradually accelerated.

150 meters, 100 meters, 50 meters, 20 meters......

"Whew!" Finally, a large, blue-spiked corpse roared and burst out of the array.

In fact, they just received Dai Er's order, to wait, watch and wait, delay time, wait for the red shoulders to come back, and the big sharp group in front of them is assembled, and then do a two-sided attack.

However, after all, the vast majority of the big tips here are low-level existences, and in the face of oppression, they cannot fully understand and obey.

Run, erupted, the heavy body of the blue tip was like a cannonball, a little in the air, and the sword in both hands slashed towards Han Qingyu.

"Wow!" exclaimed in the sharp array of streams.

If this was The King before, of course they didn't have to worry about it, but now, they didn't know what Han Qingyu's situation was.

They have all seen that little Han criticism, and they have been watching it for a long time.

"Whew!" Han Qingyu put away the knife, waved his arm again, and it was not the blade that was swung out, but the knife surface.

"Bang!" the blade of the Death-Iron Knife slapped heavily on the big blue pointed chest.

In an instant, the iron armor collapsed, and the blue big pointed body was dead in the air, like flesh and blood squeezed by the demon, bursting out from the crack in the iron armor, and the huge and heavy body flew away at a speed several times faster than when it came, and smashed into the big sharp group.

Seems to have recovered?

At least some recovered.

The soldiers who were sharp in the stream thought.

If Pegmount had been here, he would have said, "Hahaha, he must have recovered, at least his very annoying appearance had been completely restored."

Then, he will see what may be the most pretending scene in human history so far.

............

In the Great Spire Formation.

At the moment when the pan-blue big tip was knocked away, there was almost no interval, and two more big tips had already jumped and slashed, and they were killed. At the same time, the large sharp groups on both sides began to compress towards Han Qingyu......

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The two large-pointed, sword-wielding hands suddenly fell, and then their heads drooped, their bodies losing control in the air, freefalling, and smashing into the ice.

He's dead.

All dead.

This time, Major Qing didn't even wield a knife.

At this point, the "......" is incomprehensible to everyone.

They expect King's recovery to be as strong as he used to be, but what is this?!

No one had time to sigh or ask questions.

Because, Major Qing's footsteps through the formation did not stop, he had already walked into the big tip group, stepping over the corpse of the big tip on the ground, and still walking forward.

The big spikes on both sides also seemed to have finally gone crazy and swarmed towards him.

"Papapapa......" actually has no sound, or rather, there is no sound of fighting, only the sound of a large pointed and heavy body, and the sound of falling.

On both sides of the direction of the young major, those big spikes that frantically rushed forward were falling one by one.

Falling one by one.

Row by row fell.

There are two or three at a time, and a dozen or twenty at a time, all the way like dominoes, falling forward......

They appear to be completely unfazed by direct attacks.

Some bodies suddenly stiffened during the charge, and their bodies moved forward by inertia, falling headlong.

Some of them clicked directly on the ground, knelt heavily on the ice, and then, with a click of their heads, fell to their knees, and died on their knees.

"What is this?"

As a creature that is very good at imagination, human beings have always had a high limit to their expectations and fantasies about the combat power of source energy.

But this kind of fantasy, no matter how perverted, has always been traceable, with combat logic and rules, it should be a strong collision of source energy, destroying the world......

And not suddenly turn into witchcraft and magic.

It seemed that he was a little tired, and Major Qing was still walking forward, and all the way, the big sharp group was still falling.

No one understands it anymore.

But there is one thing that can be determined and recorded in the history books of Teal Future.

Previously, human beings have been suffering from the lack of killing efficiency of their own high-end combat power against ordinary big tips, even if it is super combat power, there is no range of damage, maybe the whole world can only be a little more efficient than General Bochen's chain hammer and Chen Buxing's red knife.

Now, the first weapon of mass destruction in the history of human source force has appeared.

It's called Han Qingyu.

There are a lot of nicknames, The King, The Young, the bastard...... Weapons of the world.

"How is it, do you see it clearly?" At this time, the little prince had already secretly replaced the life source energy block that he said he didn't want just now, and together with Wu Yi and other people from the core team, he stood beside Wen Jifei and asked.

"Well, do you remember that Qingzi used to be able to control dead iron within a certain range?" Holding the lamentation of the square, his eyes did not take off the sniper scope, Wen Jifei nodded, then moved his throat, and said:

"Behind the right shoulder of those big pointers, cracks appeared in the iron armor out of thin air, breaking out a triangular piece of dead iron, stabbing inward ......"

"I think it was the piece of iron that pierced the shoulder blade and pierced the diamond-shaped red dot. ”