In the entire plan of the Alphonse family, the final harvest guarantee of this operation is Sean's group, which is the fault tolerance.

No matter how many links of the plan went wrong, no matter how many times they calculated, as long as they could encounter it, they would be enough to kill Han Qingyu.

Among them, Sean's strength is only one line away from the super, he has basically mastered the life source energy, his personality characteristics also decide, he will not choose to duel with Han Qingyu one-on-one, and the super road he took, or the life source energy characteristics he developed, are very special and powerful.

The blazing lava-like impact of life energy can be transmitted through the exchange of dead iron weapons, directly attacking the opponent's internal organs, causing people to die of exhaustion or blood, even if they are super powerful, the weaker ones may be seriously injured under his hands if they are not careful.

And the existence of the shield stabbing array was also prepared for Han Qingyu early in the morning, specifically to limit his speed beyond his own level in intelligence information.

At the same time, this Death Iron Shield Array perfectly fits Sean's Life Source Energy characteristics, and the Molten Iron Casting Array is one of the last killing moves in the preset.

...... In a fierce battle, all the hole cards of both sides have been turned over so far.

Han Qingyu is not dead yet.

His consumption and endurance are more than any of the perks on the data and information are more than expected, even beyond imagination.

From more than half an hour ago, it looked like he should have collapsed, but in fact not only did he not fall, but he was able to fight back.

In fact, Han Qingyu himself was thinking about this question when he was occasionally sober: "So what am I?"

In the battle just now, he didn't even continue to consume metal blocks, he found himself devouring Sean's lava-like deadly life source energy, and the bone source continued to transform......

This process was accompanied by great pain, the spine seemed to be torn again and again, and at the end of the pain, there was a beast-like roar that even Han Qingyu himself couldn't explain.

Then, the life source energy explodes.

Not the kind of overflow caused by the overabundance of metal devoured in the past, but an explosion.

This is the first time so far.

Of course, even so, Han Qingyu's own perception can judge that he is still far from a substantial breakthrough, and he is still not Sean's opponent in terms of overall strength.

And consumption, it is probably impossible to finally consume Sean...... Because except for that energy, his physical state has not been repaired, and the end of the strong crossbow is crumbling.

That's the time......

Wen Jifei shot and got a curtain cloth.

How big is the window in the meeting hall of the all-army conference, and the curtain is very large.

Qingzi said that he wanted to block the sight of that ratio, and when the bullet was useless, he blocked a big one.

This moment.

The super battle on the snow-capped mountain on the moonlit night of Xilang Peak has come to an end. The red knife that has been sealed for more than 20 years without rust has once again struck again, giving the world a reminder: this world, that peak, is still there.

And on the grassland on a moonlit night, there was a worn-out curtain cloth, which had just been unfolded in the air.

At this moment, the moonlight hit the grass, and Xingdou was indifferent.

The enemies who were blasted out as the shield shattered fell to the ground and wailed.

The shattered dead iron that had fallen to the ground was rapidly turning from red to black.

The stream "sizzles" and the water is hot.

There were still red-hot sword rains of debris pouring down in the night sky.

A large chunk of molten molten iron, softened, was wrapped around Sean.

And the worn-out curtain cloth was unfolded and blocked between the two sides.

"Boom!" Sean looked resolute, holding his sword in both hands to slash through the molten iron.

Looking up, the killing intent in his eyes was condensed to the extreme.

At the same life-and-death juncture, the will of both sides can no longer be said to be strong and weak. The rest of the people who can still fight each other are probably only the most basic strength.

Or something else...... Sean didn't have time to think, in his gaze, the figure behind the curtain swayed, and Han Qingyu's right arm was raised, and he was taking the opportunity to wave his bladeless straight knife and slash forward.

The pillar sword should be sneaking up again, Sean knows, but in the face of the distance in front of him and the speed of both sides, it doesn't matter for the time being......

Just kill him.

"Song!" The moment the figure pounced forward, the source energy exploded, and the blades of grass fell low in all directions.

Sean slashed head-on with his two-handed sword.

The blade sliced through the curtain without hindrance and slashed down.

"Boom!"

"Click!"

The knife snapped, and the man flew out. Vomiting blood in the air......

The moment the knife is gone.

Sean was dazed.

That knife let go at the last moment, and he flinched?!

The energy of hedging is at most the level of two or three years of B-level, has he collapsed?!

He......

Wrong!

Sean suddenly realized something.

For example, the sound of the iron ring breaking on the curtain just now, he heard it, with the fragility of the iron ring and the distance between the dice before, two shots, it is impossible to send this cloth here.

For example, what's the point of blocking a piece of cloth here? No, isn't it?!

Like what...... It's not right.

A moment of enlightenment, confusion and meaninglessness......

Because it's late!

The cut curtain fell on both sides in front of Sean.

The gaze reopens.

Sean's pupils ......

Wen Jifei's figure was flying upside down in the air.

Therefore, that figure is him, and it is also the knife he received.

At the same time, another figure had already risen diagonally from the ground...... Han Qingyu's entire body straightened in the air, swirling like lightning, and rushed in front of Sean.

The blue Starlight Pillar Sword was in front of him, held in both hands, and pierced Shaun's chest.

Source energy drummed and roared.

Han Qingyu's body spun in the air, he tilted his head and bit his left sleeve with his teeth, so that his left arm, which was already useless, was also held on the pillar sword.

to ensure that all sources are stacked and poured with this blow.

Everything was in an instant, and there was no time to react more, Sean used all his remaining strength to move back, his pupils shrank and widened.

In front of him, the blue pillar sword swirled, emitting a fiery red light in the air that was so familiar to him.

Drops of blood were thrown out.

There were undead people on either side watching, their eyes frightened and their bodies stiff. There is no action.

The blades of grass on the ground were swept off and swept into the air.

The air condensed, as if there was a moment of tension and shattering, and the sound was short and subtle, like the movement of a clock, which moved the clockwork, reeds, and sprocket system to beat the whole plate.

"Whew... Click!"

Then, "Boom!"

"Poof!"

The pillar sword pierced into Sean's abdomen, slashing diagonally, slashing out,

Han Qingyu's figure swept past his side, and he landed on the ground with a sword in one hand.

Supported by a sword, shook a few times, and stood there with his back.

...... Everything has calmed down at this point.

Sean first looked up, looked at the living people on the ground with bitter eyes, then withdrew his gaze and looked down again, looking at the wound on his abdomen upwards, and then he seemed to want to turn his head, but he couldn't.

Locking in the vitality with the last life source, blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and Sean spoke: "How are you?"

"And go on. ”

"Hmm. I can't. Sean waved his hand with difficulty.

Take a step forward and "poof!"

The burly figure is like a building collapsing.

Sean was on one knee with one hand on the ground.

The tattered curtain fell on the grass in front of him.