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In the starry sky, the rotating battlefields are dismembering one after another, and the light sprayed by the starship thrusters converges into two rivers of light, one of which is withdrawn from the battlefield and flies into the distance, and the other is gathered to the world of Qingmeng.

Those who only see this scene will not think that it will be the curtain call of a bloody war, but will only admire the greatness of civilization and wisdom, and sigh at the spectacular miracle of life and technology.

One after another, majestic warships, covered in bruises and bathed in blood-like brilliance, shuttled around the Cold Star fleet, and through the long side of the ship, the soldiers of both sides silently looked at each other.

The cold star's eyes were full of anger, while the other side was cold.

Both sides remained silent.

A flattened white starship skimmed close above the Cold Star Fleet, the source of the signal array clearly visible on the slender hull, and the shadow swept across the deck of the Cold Star Fleet.

A solemn young earthling officer, dressed in a silver crisp military uniform, floated quietly on a ruin, corpses flying under his feet, holding a saber in his hand, looking up in silence at the flat starship flying to the end of the front overhead.

"Staff Officer Chen, let the body be taken back."

"Battalion Commander Qi, this is your private life, right? Or is there a new order from above? ”

"Mr. Chu has sold a lot of resources and can't afford to waste them."

"How so? Aren't there many more? How much did Mr. Chu sell? ”

"The day before yesterday, I was in charge of urgently dispatching supplies and was ordered to open the 326 warehouse. 712 warehouse, 219 warehouse ...... It's already empty. ”

"How...... Someone dares to use strategic materials privately!? ”

"Staff Officer Chen, let's do it."

"Mr. Chu is not here. I'm afraid it's going to be a big mess......"

……

Alone, hanging to death.

Since it is impossible to retreat with the coalition fleet, it must be a battle to the death.

Chu Yunsheng also has a certain amount of confidence, the spirit cloud has not moved, the body has not been injured, the insect body is still there, and the purple sword is in his hand. The runes are even more abundant.

At the least, it can also be deduced at the minimum of the spirit essence to create the Nine Heavens Yuan Fu, and wipe out all the creatures and warships here.

But his realm is too low. The ninth-order Yuan Fu could not distinguish between the wreaking havoc of the enemy and me, so he let the Cold Star Fleet follow the coalition fleet and withdraw from the battlefield.

Unless he wanted to go to the third battlefield with no spiritual energy left, what was the difference between that and suicide?

It's just a matter of dying sooner or later.

Even so, if he used a little bit of spiritual essence here, he would be weaker. In the third battlefield, it is still in danger of death. It just leaves a chance to die.

Qingmeng Yuanmen was regaining its strength, and Chu Yunsheng was not in a hurry to attack, firstly, he could not find the exact direction of the attack in Qingmengmeng's world, and secondly, he was also accumulating the essence of the body, and when it attacked, he could dissect the fourth sword form and beat it back to its original form again.

War of attrition, war of movement. This is his initial strategy at the moment.

Qingmeng is waiting, and he is waiting. Wait for the remnants of the fleet to converge.

When the first battleship revealed its blood-like hull in the blue meng, Chu Yunsheng immediately flew in the opposite direction.

In an instant, in his sight, under the curtain barrier of Qingmeng, huge ships in front of him were arrayed, revealing a cold grandeur.

In less than a second, all sorts of blows came together.

Without the combat support system of the three fleets, Chu Yunsheng didn't know what the hundreds of blows he had received in an instant?

He only knew that in an instant, the countless runes that stood in front of him were all broken, the body vitality collapsed and gathered, gathered and scattered, the battle armor shook, and the body boiled.

But he didn't retreat, and years of intuition told him that the bloody lonely battleship behind him was not just a decoy, but a huge trap, and those who went would die.

Urging out a new ontological vitality, Chu Yunsheng resisted the suppression of Qingmeng's power and rushed towards the group of ships in front of him.

As long as you enter the ship group and inject a small amount of spiritual essence with the power of the purple qi sword, you can kill a lot.

However, the other party seemed to know his thoughts, and when he forced his impact to a distance, he scattered and flew away, leaving him far behind at the speed of a battleship.

Immediately after that, a second ship formation battle group appeared again in the rear after the battleship group dispersed, and after the first battle line was dispersed, the firepower was immediately in full swing.

Then, after he desperately rushed closer, he dispersed at high speed again, and the third cardinal array was killed.

One after another, the power of the cardinal crisscrossed between Qingmeng, and the five-attribute vitality was like a boiling ocean, tearing apart.

The runes were consumed at an extremely fast speed, and the ontological vitality was even more in and out of his body, Chu Yunsheng knew that it would not work like this, but he had no way, without a battleship, he could not catch up with those enemies who were like fish in water in the Qingmeng battlefield.

He could only push his speed again and again, rushing forward regardless of the qiē, and always guarding against the Qingmeng Yuanmen's attack that might recover at any time.

The three fronts after the dispersal did not line up again, but had already swirled around Chu Yunsheng like an astronomical instrument with their respective trajectories, flying at high speed and striking at high speed.

When he rushed up, they retreated once more, and then lined up, continuing to strike coldly.

Chu Yunsheng's ontological vitality was too late to be drawn into his body from the Regency Talisman, his whole body was bathed in the fire vitality that came up from the top, holding the sword of purple qi, but there was no enemy to take it!

Looking at the cardinal array that had formed again in front of him, Chu Yunsheng finally gave up the impact, put his sword into the sheath, and fused the stabbing spear into a strong bow.

These cardinals are hidden in the extremely fast warships, and the targets are still obvious in the empty universe.

The first arrow shot away with a burst of fire energy, and he rushed forward again.

Once the battleship is killed, the cardinal's body will never be faster than him.

The arrows flew away, but they were wiped out halfway through.

The arrow combat skill without black qi was suppressed by Qingmeng Yuanmen, and with his current realm, he was not even as good as a firework.

But this is indeed Chu Yunsheng's only high-speed long-range strike.

After repeated attacks, he couldn't find a single flaw in the other party. Even though the other side has been destroyed by the coalition forces, most of the remnants of the main force are tightly integrated under strict command and cooperation. Advance and retreat in an orderly manner.

Even the various fatal blows are in order, connected with each other, and expand each other.

He was like a headless fly flying around in the applause of the people.

What if it's the source gate? How about knowing the world's best sword fighting skills?

What about having a unique ontological vitality protector?

Under the precision of the war machine, it is still like a dog!

Since Leng Xing, Chu Yunsheng knew the importance of fleet cooperation, but he still didn't expect that there would be a huge gap in the way of war. Even if he was the source gate, he had no power to fight back.

This is no longer just a question of whether or not it will be the method of the source gate, but that he does not understand the enemy's tactics. I don't know where they're going to attack from, where they're going to converge next, and I don't know what kind of attack they're going to attack next.

But he still didn't give up, and he was covered in bruises. Finally, I waited until the ontological vitality that had been gathering alone in my body had climbed to a sufficient level. Immediately draw your sword and slash out the fourth sword pose.

In the midst of falling apart, Qingmeng's world took the initiative to retreat at a rapid speed.

Chu Yunsheng withstood all kinds of fierce blows, quickly sent out dozens of arrow shadows one after another, and then dragged the material remnants of his body burning under the blow, and swooped down, destroying four or five warships that had not had time to avoid and were hit by arrow qi in one go.

This is the biggest and first result he has ever achieved since he started the war alone.

Follow. The world of Qingmeng swept in once again.

He became a turtle in a cage again, unable to touch the shadow of the enemy.

But he still has the Yuan Talisman. The main armor is still there, facing a more violent attack, trying to dodge, and being forced until the fourth sword style can be used.

The second time, the third time......

Chu Yunsheng's Yuan Fu was consumed in large quantities, and the ontological vitality flowed sharply, and the fourth sword style frequently came out of the sword.

The main body and the armor have also been wounded countless times, and the cardinal's original realm and the insect body can no longer heal the old wounds before new wounds appear.

In addition to bathing in the vitality of fire, the whole body is a terrifying scar, which is extremely tragic.

But he gradually knew that Qingmeng Yuanmen had also reached its limit, its injuries were not as light as he thought at the beginning, and the delay of the fourth sword style on its recovery was a little stricter than he had guessed.

It was already the limit that it could maintain the Qingmeng battlefield at this moment, otherwise there were several excellent opportunities to kill him just now, and he was ready to use the spirit cloud, but it didn't make a move.

But even so, if it drags on, it seems that he is still dead.

In the face of the unpredictable close cooperation of the enemy, like a huge warplane, in the unfamiliar battle of the starry sky, no matter how he fights, it seems to be deep in the cage, the advantages cannot be played, and the disadvantages are infinitely magnified.

With the passage of time, they acquire more and more parameters of their own combat power, and the analytical models they build become more and more accurate, and in the end, he will not face the enemy, but a perfect program to kill him.

But he was still rushing to kill, relying on combat readiness, fighting for the increasingly serious injuries in his body, resisting heavy attacks, and using the short space opened by the fourth sword style to wear out the enemy's strength bit by bit.

The process was so long and tragic that the Fourth Sword cut off the light of the battlefield, crossed the starry sky, and sent intermittent messages again and again to the left-handed coalition forces fleeing to the third battlefield, and the brutal battle of consuming each other with their lives continued.

Another heavy blow, Chu Yunsheng felt his whole body fly lightly, and this was a gravityless starry sky!

He didn't know if it was the kind of vaporization attack he had encountered at first, but then a force swooped in from above him, almost piercing his body, carrying the matter from his body and swaying through the dark starry sky.

I don't know when, he was gradually forced into an angle, and by the time he was alert, it was too late.

The flipping of space and the change of position made Chu Yunsheng, who had lost his combat system, gradually lose his bearings.

The battleship, which had been like a remnant of blood at first, suddenly appeared in front of him, without a dazzling light or a strong concussion, like a skilled doctor, using a delicate scalpel to make a few cuts in his body.

When he desperately broke free, he found that in his already seriously injured body, there were several tiny and almost invisible wounds that penetrated his body. Under the light of the battle sparks, a series of penetrating light and shadows were formed, as if they were pierced by a sword of light in the air.

Not only do the wounds not heal. It also throws life matter out of the body at high speed.

It was like dialysis, but he couldn't find the membrane.

Raising his head, Chu Yunsheng looked at the gradually decreasing battleships in front of him, and the Qingmeng around him was still there, but the two sides never said a word again.

The blood in his body floated along the purple qi sword in the empty starry sky, and his body volatilized and threw at a visible speed.

And then. Once again, he slaughtered the group of battleships that were becoming more and more solitary.

Sword Style!

Break the sky!

Three-sword kill!

Runes rage!

Return, hard resistance......

Again and again, covered in blood. Chu Yunsheng, whose little half of his body had already been thrown in the starry sky, rushed towards fewer and fewer warships again like a devil.

He had all the eighth-order Wood Fire Burning Heaven Attack Talismans in his hand, and at this moment, in the battleship opposite. The last weapons are being prepared for him.

The two sides are approaching at high speed. Finally, the time has come to see the poor dagger.

The battlefield was littered with fragments and corpses, silently telling the story of the tragedy of the war, which had always been silent and silent.

Chu Yunsheng didn't know that at this moment, the Far Away Left Rotation Alliance was also silent, looking at the information from the light behind the Yuanmen battlefield that his sword split, many fleets did not expect Chu Yunsheng to be able to hold on until now.

However, compared to the left-handed coalition forces, the people in the desolate starship opposite Chu Yunsheng. Looking at Chu Yunsheng, who was seriously injured and about to die in a bloody battle, his heart was sad.

This is the waste of the kingdom of God!

He doesn't understand anything. Rushing left and right, the wolves were endless, but they never gave up for a moment, fighting them with their lives, fighting to the death, until they were killed to the point that only a few ships remained.

This is the prince of the kingdom of God again!

They were supposed to fight side by side, in the same trench, with the Divine Prince, against the enemy.

And now, they, the people of the former left-wing camp, are going to ruin together with the former prince of the kingdom of God.

Is this a sarcastic joke?

The tragedy of the left-handed man?

Why?

They pressed the weapon launcher for the final blow, and many lives shed tears that did not exist for thousands of years......

"Kingdom of God ......"

In the white light of the aurora, a life in the form of clouds and mist turned into ashes.

"Why!?"

A life leader in a sharp starship, looking sadly at the engulfing light, every cell in his body seemed to be crying.

……

The moment Chu Yunsheng passed through the dazzling burst of the aurora, Lingyun protected his whole body and pulled away.

It was at this moment that his spiritual essence touched it, and there was a lot of sadness and tears.

He "saw" an elderly creature burst into tears the moment it touched his spirit, speaking words he couldn't understand at all.

The moment he "saw" a dying creature "saw" him, his eyes were filled with sadness and sadness.

……

In the end, he found the essence of Qingmeng's life.

Most of its body had been sliced off by the Silver Spear, and it was left in the midst of the burning of the Eighth-Order Wood Fire Talisman.

Qingmeng's world swept back, as if turned into a tear.

It looked at Chu Yunsheng and the other companion fleets that were desperately coming, and said desolately:

"Why?"

"Why don't you show up when you should be, and show up when you shouldn't?"

……

Chu Yunsheng put away the spiritual essence, it had already dissipated in the starry sky, except for the fragments flying at high speed, it seemed that he was the only living person on the entire battlefield.

He succeeded in deceiving the enemy, deceiving the enemy into a decisive battle with him with a real and near-death wound, but there was no joy of success, only a faint coldness.

Why?

He didn't know that this almost brutal killing would continue as he looked at the enemy fleets from other directions, desperately rushing to the side.

The world is still cold.

"Don't eat that, I'll be useful if I keep it."

Chu Yunsheng turned his head to stop the grave hatching worm from trying to swallow the thread-like cardinal that was only a piece left.

Suspended in the fragments, Chu Yunsheng still looked at the little light that was trying his best to rush in.

^(To be continued......)