Su Chen saw the light that ran through the battlefield.

Qiao was shaking and flashing, as if it was the last light in the blood-colored world of his eyes.

He ran on the battlefield, and Liuhuo's long sword shook and slammed the black-scale monster head-on.

Following the light, Su Chen came step by step to the dark armor figure.

It was extremely injured. A large amount of blood was leaking out from the iron barrel armor. Every step forward was left with a blood footprint. The arrogant armor seemed to have really found a little breakthrough by scientists. On the perfect gray armor, dense cracks were cracked.

It looked at Su Chen with complex eyes and said hoarsely: "My God wants me to take you back. You are very weird. What exactly are you?"

Su Chen didn't say anything, he just jumped high and slashed the fire-filled Miao Knife.

The second favourite didn't even resist it. It was really at the end of its strength. Under the heavy blow, its body fell directly to the ground.

But Su Chen's Miaodao failed to leave even a trace on its armor.

It looked up at Su Chen and said, "Do you want to use it to kill me?"

Su Chen didn't say anything, and then smashed the second knife.

One knife, another knife.

The black scale monster rushed from both sides and was dragged tightly by the talented team led by Mu Wenshan, who was caught up from behind.

Every time he cut a knife, the body of the favored person would tremble slightly.

But it still looked up at Su Chen: "It's useless. I'm not a vulnerable person like a mortal. You can never kill me unless you cut it for a day and a night. Maybe if you can organize it again, I could kill me in the same way as before, but can you still do it? They are even having difficulty protecting you from my God's servants, right?"

Su Chen seemed to have not heard it, and was still chopping at it over and over again, instilling energy into the Miaodao.

Under the impact of the monsters, the defense of the Mu Wenshan organization is in danger.

The second favourite looked at him silently and said, "Don't waste your energy. If you are with these humans, you will have no way to die in the end. You can become one of us. I can help you. With our God protecting you, you can also become an eternal awakener."

Su Chen is still firing his sword.

He was exploding his knife over and over again.

Dark energy was everywhere around, and Dark energy was in a strange active state because of the previous death of this servant, and could almost be used by Su Chen. He ignored it and poured dark energy into the Miaodao frantically, as if as long as he injected enough energy, huge enough, and powerful enough.

Above the dark and heavily armored helmet, the originally fine cracks are spreading more violently...growing...

In his somewhat vague consciousness, he had only one thought left.

kill.

kill!

kill!

Therefore, he just repeated, repeating mechanically.

He didn't even notice that he didn't know when, maybe when more than fifty energy units were injected, or maybe when eighty energy units were injected, the seedling knife in his hand began to become brighter and brighter, emitting incandescent light.

Mu Wenshan turned his head and saw Su Chen dropping his knife over and over again.

Mr. Su was already covered in blood, but he still never gave up falling into the knife.

One knife after another.

Further away, the General Commander's retreat order was still urging him over and over again. The experts and General Commander did not think Su Chen could do anything. He just hoped to retain his strength as much as possible after the defeat. Although after today, even if they went back, they would just live for a longer time, the military still hoped to leave hope for more confidence.

But this time, Su Wenhao did not leave.

Facing the general commander's urging over and over again, he replied over and over again with the same reply.

“Mr. Su may have a way.

"I'm going to wait a little longer."

Does Su Chen have a solution?

He doesn't know.

He just repeated one action - lifted his arm and cut it down with all his might...

Repeat this way.

His arms holding the knife were shaking and bleeding, but the blade became brighter and brighter, and the cracks on the helmet became thinner and thinner.

The favored man was silent.

The general commander who has been insisting on retreating has also been silent at this moment.

The general's fingers could not see so many details, they could only see the tragic battlefield where the talented team formed the final defense line to death, and that - Mr. Su was still shooting his sword, never tire of it, never giving up.

It's good to be the general ruler. Everyone actually understands that even if they withdraw many people today, they are actually defeated. In this case, Yuanliao's future is equivalent to being vanished. There is no force to fight against monsters, so it's just waiting to die. Therefore, retreating is just the best choice.

Until this moment, I looked at the back and tried over and over again...

The sound of retreat began to disappear.

Some people began to have such thoughts in their minds: What if they succeed? What if they succeed?

Liao Chengdong was also silent.

He looked at the battlefield.

In the sky, Mr. Lin was still strangled in the chaos, fighting fiercely.

On the ground, Mr. Su was still firing his sword. He couldn't stand even while standing, but his hand holding the sword was still as steady as ever. Every knife seemed to be trying his best.

He was working hard, almost crazy.

The sound in the sky was almost completely out of control and turned into something that was the same as a monster, but he was still fighting to the battlefield, as if the last voice in his heart told him that even if it had become a monster, it would hold the dark monsters in the sky, hold them, and hold them... that was his responsibility.

The figure on the ground swayed and would fall down almost at any time, but he seemed to never fall down, because he kept firing out the knife, and the fire-filled sword became brighter and brighter, and even if he died, he would never give up.

What kind of will is that?

In the corner, there was a warrior on the edge and said, "Deputy Commander, let's... wait a little longer, Mr. Lin, Mr. Su is still fighting..."

If there is the first sound, there is the second sound and the third sound.

"Deputy Commander Liao... Let's wait a little longer... Mr. Su is still killing it..."

"They are still fighting..."

"Sir Liao..."

Liao Chengdong stared at this scene in a daze. He suddenly remembered the first time he saw Lin Mo many days ago and when he first saw Su Chen two days ago, he never thought that these two people would play such a huge role in this battle, let alone that they would do so.

He raised his head slightly and issued a slowly order: "Order troops at all levels to re-enter the battle and share the pressure for Mr. Su and the talented team."

...

On the battlefield, Su Chen was still firing his sword.

He seemed to be unable to feel the changes outside. His consciousness was a little blurred and his thoughts were a little confused. Especially after the second-hand man stopped talking, his attention seemed to be even more dissipated. He even suddenly remembered when he was very young, in the amusement park, he played around and ran away. Later, when his parents found him, they hugged him and cried bitterly.

That was the first time I understood the meaning of family.

What happened to them when they died in a car accident?

In such chaotic thoughts, Su Chen still did not stop attacking.

He wants to kill this favored man.

This thought seemed to have been engraved into his bones, blood and muscles.

If Su Chen wants to live, he wants to live, and this favored person will die, so he will kill him at all costs and let him die first.

The truth in this world is sometimes so simple, but it is extremely difficult to do it.

It was not that Su Chen had not considered other items in the Anoval Ring, but finally chose Miao Dao to kill it over and over again, because his body could not withstand and react to explosions. Once the explosion drove the heavy armorers out of a distance, the smoke and dust caused by the explosion might give it a chance to return to the monster army and kill it again.

Therefore, the only way to attack after each other is the safest way of Su Chen's attack that he can determine his control.

Just use one knife to shake it to death!

I want more energy, more energy...

The Miaodao is getting brighter and brighter, and the crimson laser is being swallowed up. The narrow Miaodao is turning into a dazzling incandescent color, while the cracks on the helmet are getting thinner and thinner, like an egg crushed on the ground.

In the helmet, the second favourite noticed the light scattered in and widened his eyes in shock.

And Su Chen is still shooting his sword.

Maybe it took a dozen seconds, maybe a few minutes.

There was a crisp click sound in the space.

The second caste raised his head in disbelief.

Its helmet slowly cracked a huge crack and then broke.

The humanoid face below is exposed, which is already bloody and vague, which is very similar to normal humans.

Su Chen lowered his head in a daze.

The knife in his hand collapsed like a photon.

The physical blade body collapsed as if it had disintegrated in a particle state. Just now, with his last sword, the moment when the Miao sword was burning to the brightest, he cut open the helmet of the armor along the crack that had been cracked before.
To be continued...