"Do you really dare to turn your back on me?"

In the echoing sound of the knife, Han Qingyu asked like this, everyone was listening, and those who didn't understand it could guess what it was expressing, not to mention that some people muttered and unconsciously translated that sentence.

This feeling is inexplicably uncomfortable and infuriating.

The seriously injured figures of Shen Yixiu and the three people in front of them were far away from sight.

In the current situation, there is no more time to make decisions about chasing or not chasing, it is only a thought, but the voice behind them, they have to listen to it, they have to think about it.

Because the person behind him, his knife, not long ago had silently drawn a perfect arc, twenty meters away, directly embedded in the head of the hijacker.

He had just taken two large spikes with him, and he went and returned.

This is the man they desperately designed to stay here today, and he left ...... Now, what they want to do is to kill him.

In the end, no one chased out on the spot, and no one dared to choose to let themselves continue to turn their backs on that voice, because when they ran out, their heads might suddenly fall off, and if they continued to turn their backs on him, they might fall off at some point.

The three injured figures in sight had almost disappeared into the mountains.

Reassuring himself that there was still an interception outside anyway, Yuan Qing smiled wryly, lowered his arm, and turned around...... Then in the canyon, everyone turned around with him, about a hundred people.

Gaze turns.

On the other side of the canyon, there is still a Jedi who can only fight to the death.

Just now there were three men standing there with knives, and they surrounded and killed them...... Now one, Han Qingyu is standing at the end of the canyon, and he is the only witness corps combat uniform of the Azure Chinese Runner-up Army, with red accents on his shoulder collar.

His left shoulder knife was still on his shoulder, the hilt slanting over his shoulder.

The knife on his right shoulder had just been drawn out, and now in his right hand, the tip of the standard death-iron straight knife pointed diagonally at the ground, and his left hand was clenched into a fist.

In the heart of his fist was a metal block, the largest piece of metal that Han Qingyu had ever seen, and it was rapidly dissolving in the palm of his hand.

This process was unexpectedly slow compared to before, and the feedback from the body had a hint of a blocking feeling, perhaps because just a few days ago, he had just absorbed the third piece of metal and had received a great boost.

After such a little time, he absorbed another piece, Han Qingyu hadn't tried it, and he didn't know what would happen, but now there were hundreds of people in front of him, including A-level armor-piercing masters who had been piercing armor for 13 years, and according to him, there were at least three other masters, so Han Qingyu had to do it.

In fact, at the moment when it was deduced that there was a high probability that someone from the Alphonse family was behind the scenes, everything in his mind was once dimmed.

Then, Han Qingyu stood up, just like his father's head facing the loess, carrying a straight waist on his shoulder.

He made a decision.

was afraid that the Alphonse family would take action directly in the end, so Han Qingyu replaced Shen Yixiu and the others, and tried his best to ensure their safety first, but did not say anything about not coming back like in movies and television......

Han Qingyu asked them to call back all the blue people outside in the name of a large-scale conflict with the self-preservation faction and the self-preservation faction.

This is not to expect them to have time to help, but it needs to have so many Azure people present that he can ensure that he can finally get out. He judged that since the Alphonse family had chosen such a way of restraint and secrecy, they must have been afraid of being exposed, and they must have been afraid...... No one is not afraid to confront the vast Teal system.

Of course, the premise for the realization of all this posterior arrangement is Han Qingyu himself, who must first fight here to the end...... Stand to the end.

A sense of overflow.

The absorption of the metal block appears to overflow this time.

The energy of expansion swells in the blood veins and bones.

"You're alone, just kill you, and it's over. Yuan Qing said coldly to Han Qingyu, and then shouted to the others in the canyon in French and English respectively.

A person who stayed in a squad with the closed Yu Fengzi family could also speak English and French, which proved Han Qingyu's conjecture that he was the direct pawn of the Alphonse family.

However, it doesn't matter for the time being, for the time being, Han Qingyu has to go out first.

The first wave of the opponent's outnumbered, hundreds to one, and the killing momentum that had been accumulated for a long time before finally cashing in could not be resolved by words or anything else...... Except for knives.

"Kill him. They shouted.

Kill him, not only will you get a lot of shares here today, but there will be more things in the future.

The blind courage of desire and cowardice, fear and backlash, collectively erupted under the mixed shouts of various languages, the screams in the canyon boiled, the three-dimensional device roared, hundreds of people, hundreds of swords, like a tide, rushed towards Han Qingyu.

"Huhuhuhuhu......"

The spinning death-iron straight knife was so fast with a burst of power that it almost disappeared, and came close to the ground.

It's not on the defensive, it's not on the defensive, Han Qingyu is alone, without a sound, he suddenly starts and hedges against the enemy.

The sword in his right hand had been thrown out against the ground, and his hand touched the hilt of his left shoulder...... The straight knife that opened the way was less than twenty centimeters above the ground, and swung into the crowd.

"Porphyry......" "Ahhhh......hh

Blood splashed, and terrible screams rang out continuously, and at least five people who rushed to the front fell abruptly, kneeling to the ground with their legs crossed.

And that knife, castration has not diminished in the slightest, and it is still like electricity.

Until, "When!"

A crashing sound.

After slashing into the enemy formation for several meters, this knife was finally hit back by a tall strong man wielding the long-handled large chopping knife in his hand.

The knife flew back with a sharp thud.

The people in the front row who had not fallen just breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Qingyu arrived.

Reached.

Pick up the knife.

There was no hindrance to the body's charge.

A strong man of the Washing Sect suddenly came back to his senses, still holding a knife in his hand, only to find a vague knife shadow in front of him, and the knife shadow was enlarged in his eyes, getting bigger and bigger, more and more clear, and then ...... It's darkness.

He lost his sight, he wasn't blind, he just lost his life.

The dead iron straight knife that returned to Han Qingyu's hand swept through the throats of several people in the path he was advancing.

He rushed into the crowd and slashed at him with countless swords.

Han Qingyu leaned back, his chest rubbing the blade and falling, and at the same time kicking the ground with his heels...... The inverted V-shaped charge narrowed the angle in the canyon, and rebounded infinitely in a straight line, but the knife, still swinging sideways, cut through a row of waist and abdomen in the process of retreating.

The overflowing body energy made Han Qingyu's rush this time far surpass the previous one in terms of speed and strength.

By the time he returned to his position, the ground in front of him, dead or wounded, had fallen at least thirteen people.

"Ahh

The slower crowd stood out, only the mute who had just brought Han Qingyu here, screaming strangely, his eyes were hideous, and he was still rushing forward quickly.

He rushed to Han Qingyu.

The sword slashed down, and the dumb man was still standing, but he was fixed there.

The people behind him were at a loss.

"Click. ”

Suddenly, a voice came from the mute, the sound of the three-dimensional device disintegrating.

Then, "Bang, bang, bang." ”

It was a cracked fragment that fell to the ground.

"Whew. Han Qingyu raised his legs and swept, "snapped" the dumb body, guided by his shoulders and neck, bent the whole way, and then the whole person flew out and hit the stone wall on one side, "pia" sound, and slid down.

The canyon was quiet for the time being.

The view is also unobstructed.

The charging person stopped, raised his eyes, and saw that Han Qingyu was still standing there, except for the extra blood on his body, as if he hadn't moved at all, and even the knife on his left shoulder had not been pulled out.

I heard that the person we are going to kill today is the Celestial Chinese Runner-up Army, the Ninth Army, and the strongest recruit in the decade.