The structure of the decisive arena is roughly a small empty space outside, and a rectangular and narrow room on the inside, which is not separated from each other and is connected together.

“Kong!”

“Kong!”

At the other end of the empty flat, the sound of the dead iron layer being violently bombarded came through the thick layer of soil, and it was a little stuffy, and the flying clods of earth fluttered and fell to the ground.

Han Qingyu leaned against the wall inside, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his eyes, looked at the dirt outside, and slowly, his mouth was full of blood, and he tightened the combat knife in his right hand.

"Don't worry, I'll hold on. Han Qingyu said silently in his heart.

When there are so many people in this world, knowing that they Qingzi will never know how to give up, and he also knows that they will not give up, this may be the biggest gain of life and death in these years.

Han Qingyu is not a person who is good at expressing emotions, and he has not said these words to them.

"Bastard, make such a noise! Go back and kill you. He cursed in his heart.

At this time, Alphonse's head was slowly turning back.

He stood at the far end of the room, stunned for two seconds at the sound of a voice, then glanced back.

Of course it's not his people, there is actually a passage to go here, and his people know that even if they want to come, they won't break the wall, so ......

"Die!"

The moment he turned back, Alphonse's eyes were fierce and impatient, he roared, and he burst out with all his strength and raised his sword to pounce, and his characteristics exploded beyond the limit, so that the sword light turned green.

"Lao Tzu swallowed you!"

"Fuck me, fuck off, you character... It's just the ability to bully the weak. Han Qingyu said.

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

The weaklings are on the other side.

The layer of dead iron more than a meter thick, the area seems to be large, and it is a whole, and there is no way to find the edge between the hastiness.

Dead iron is already strong beyond common sense, and when its thickness reaches a certain level, this solidity will increase geometrically, and it is very difficult to break it directly, and the requirements for weapons and people are very high.

They're chiseling!

Chisel in.

Chisel impermeable.

Now, they don't know exactly how thick the dead iron layer is.

"Chisel like this! If Qingzi is really over there......" Looking at the layer of dead iron in front of him, He Tangtang held the war knife in both hands, and suddenly suppressed a word.

He wasn't blaming anyone, it was just that this feeling of incompetence, the feeling of being powerless, coupled with anxiety, made him close to collapse.

They all knew that the sound of the bombardment must have passed by now, and if Aoko was really there, he and Alphonse would have heard it.

"He's over there. Rusty Sister picked up the trumpet sword with a slightly trembling hand and gestured, "Qingzi is over there...... He probably doesn't have much strength. ”

The pillar sword had just been pulled, but the strength was a little poor.

Wu Xian looked back at her.

Turned around, walked over, hung the sick lonely gun behind his back, and when he passed by the rusty girl, Wu Yi reached out and took the trumpet sword, walked a few steps back, and said, "Come to me, together." ”

No matter how thick it is......

Wu Yi and Theodoro stood together, Rust Girl, Little Wangye, Yin Caixin, He Tangtang, Wen Jifei, everyone stood together.

"Boom!" the two super combat power devices exploded, and the limit of life source energy exploded.

The passage shook and the dirt fell.

Immediately after that, the three top combat forces broke out with all their might, and the second top He Tangtang broke out, and the dice were flying......

"Kill!"

They pounced on the iron wall.

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

Alphonse is still on the rampage.

This time, the speed was fast, and he kept changing his body as he advanced, and his shadows were full of shadows.

Han Qingyu stood there and watched calmly and intently, watching, and suddenly raised his knife and slashed down.

The blade is in the middle of the entity.

In the last few minutes, Han Qingyu has taken out a knife, and he can always accurately slash the entity and persecute the vital point, which makes Alphonse very depressed. Because he didn't know how much energy and energy Han Qingyu had spent to lock the knight sword in his hand with the bone source.

However, "Ode!"

This time, I don't know if it was a coincidence, or a guess or a test, and suddenly Alphonse's long and short swords in his left and right hands were abandoned at the same time.

He tilted his head and shoulders and at the same time put his palms together, accurately clamping the straight blade.

"Ahh

At the same time, the short sword fell, and was concocted by Alphonse in the same way, kicking it and shooting it into Han Qingyu's heart.

Then the sword fell, and Alphonse reached out to take the sword and slash.

"Dang!" the knife in his right hand turned around, pressed against his forearm, and held the sword tightly.

Han Qingyu's figure was slightly off, avoiding the vital point of the heart.

The dagger deflected slightly, piercing his left shoulder socket, which he had just been impaled once, and pinning him to the wall.

Then, "Bang!"

There were no hands, and there were feet, and at the same time as being pierced by the short sword, Han Qing Yuyuan was able to agitate, raised his leg and kicked heavily on Alphonse's injured flank.

The soles of his shoes, embedded with pieces of dead iron, kicked him flying.

Alphonse wailed and flew upside down in the air, blood raining down on his abdomen.

Han Qingyu didn't catch up, he stood straight, nailed by the short sword,

Suddenly, "poof!" spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't even make a slight forward movement when he squirted this mouthful, his eyes still fixed on Alphonse, and at the same time he raised his sword in one arm with his right hand, and his knuckles clenched hard.

Another war knife, at his feet.

The large blue pillar sword is on the outer wall.

"I'll see how long you can last!" Alphonse looked pained and took a step backwards to the ground, only the ball of his forefoot was on the ground, and his body moved forward.

With a quick connection and a rapid ejection, he jumped up again and pounced on Han Qingyu.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the huge layer of soil exploded with a bang, and the flying clods of earth mixed with fragments of dead iron flew into the air, hitting the wall on the other side, and embedded in the soil.

The wall cracked, a large hole, and a huge cloud of dust erupted......

"Aoko!" the man shouted and leaped out of the dust.

Wu Xian, Rust Girl, Wen Jifei, He Tangtang...... They turned their heads in the dust.

Got it.

A little farther away, at the end of this space, Han Qingyu stood against the wall, his left arm wrapped in a blood-stained bandage, a short sword nailed to his left shoulder, and a war knife still held in his right hand......

He's alive, he's not falling, he's watching them.

At this moment, the men's eyes were red, Rusty Sister and Yin Caixin, and tears welled up because of excitement and joy.

Then, they saw Alphonse, who was standing sideways closer.

"Lao Tzu will kill you!" He Tangtang roared.

"Aoko. ”

“...... Kill!"

Everyone turned the moment they hit the ground and rushed towards Alphonse.

"Bang!" a sniper gun rang out, and bullets cut through the dust fog.

A figure fell in the dust and mist.

The people of Alphonse.

"Ode to Ode to Ode to Ode!"

"Mr. Alphonse, they ......"

Because people were already present, the briefing was omitted.

On the other side of the wall, a large iron plate fell to the ground, and Alphonse's subordinates arrived with more than 20 diehards who participated in it, and stuck behind Alphons, in front of Wu Yi and the others.

However, their role is only slightly hindered at best.

Alphonse adds one super, plus two tops, plus twenty or so.

Han Qingyu plus seven.

In this battle, the stream is still sure to win.

At this moment, everything only depends on whether Han Qingyu can hold Alphonse's last kill. If he holds on, they'll win, and if he can't, Alphonse will turn around and cooperate with the superstar to start the slaughter.

Both the enemy and the enemy are well aware of this.

So Alphonse didn't look back......

And across from him,

Han Qingyu was still standing against the wall, his eyes were the same as just now, and the war knife in his right hand was the same as just now.

The only difference was his discarded left hand, knuckles gently hooked, and ground knives moved lightly. The bandages around his body gradually tightened and cracked.

In his body, all the devouring energy that had accumulated in the process of bearing it was surging in pain.