$21-See the Light of Day Again

This time, the Celestial Tribe dispatched a large number of troops that exceeded all previous battles and decided to capture the planet L9527 at once as a colony planet.

The battleship was like a toy under Si Qingheng's sword, and it was broken into four pieces horizontally and vertically.

His overall strength was higher than that of all the Celestial Tribe members who participated in the war.

When he first came into contact with them, he felt that the Celestial Tribe was extremely powerful and could devour blood to strengthen genes. When Si Qingheng awakened, he was shocked to realize that the Celestial Tribe was just like paper in his eyes. It was not a powerful bloodline at all.

No wonder Chief Ji looked down on them. Moreover, the names of the Celestial Tribe and the Butian Tribe seemed to be somewhat related, which made people feel very strange. The Celestial Tribe was like a group of knockoffs, trying hard to pretend to be original authentic products.

The battle gradually entered a stalemate, and the Celestial Tribe could not advance the front line, and there were a large number of casualties.

There were too many wounded, and the outside could no longer accommodate them, and they could not be cured. Si Qingyan finally chose to use his sword intent to heal them.

The Celestials had a splitting headache because of this. The enemies who were about to be killed were shrouded by the sudden appearance of white light, and they quickly regained their strength and became more vigorous, and even became more difficult to deal with. In a moment, they went from being in the upper hand to being in the lower hand, and they wanted to vomit blood.

The Celestials were too strong, and the Jiuzhou War Zone was in full force. With high-end combat power to disperse the pressure, and Si Qingyan constantly treating, they barely withstood the fierce attack. Even if the ordinary level is a little difficult, with Si Qingheng, this battle will not be lost.

The entire battlefield was covered with frost and cold. The power of Si Qingyan and Bai Limo superimposed on each other, magnifying the range of the frost field by dozens of times, making it convenient for Si Qingyan to sense and save people at any time, and also convenient for Bai Limo to kill the Celestials with the power of extreme cold of ice and snow.

The Celestials saw that the key to this war was several high-end combat power, and ordered to kill them.

Si Qingheng was the primary target, and the number of Celestials attacking him was the largest.

Countless Celestials rushed from all directions. Si Qingheng closed his eyes slightly and pushed forward with a knife. The knife energy turned into a circle. It seemed round and natural, but it was actually sharp and unmatched. With him as the center, the attacking Celestials were cut in half.

From above, dark green blood gushed into a lake like a tide, and Si Qingheng was a stone on the lake, with countless ripples around him.

"Sir, the target cannot be killed."

Having witnessed one suicide attack after another, Si Qingheng deeply planted the seeds of fear in their hearts. For a time, the Celestials who were preparing to attack collectively paused, unwilling to die meaninglessly again.

That man, facing the siege, killed people as easily as cutting vegetables and melons.

He had no extra expressions, but just mechanically repeated the act of killing.

As if he would not be afraid, happy, or tired.

They had records about some of the people on Planet L9527. In the past, they called Si Qingheng the "Emperor of the Knife", which meant to make fun of and exaggerate, but now, he deserved the name.

No one will ever be more suitable than him to use this primitive and simple cold weapon.

"Keep attacking, he has consumption."

However, the power holder behind Anju was indifferent to the demise of his subordinates.

The Celestial Clan is a hierarchical clan.

They will not disobey the orders of their superiors, even if it means death.

Si Qingheng was already very tired. Even with his physique, facing the crazy attack of a legion, he was also very tired. However, he could not show this tiredness.

He was originally wearing the Heiting uniform. A popular black military uniform with a neat cut and simple style. Only the golden shoulder straps showed his identity different from ordinary people.

There were very few Celestial Clan members who could get within ten meters of him. Logically, his clothes would not be stained, but there was too much blood, some of which spread into mist, slowly soaking the uniform, making it look dark.

Si Qingheng sat on the ruins of the warship, occupying the high ground, holding his sword.

His eyes were calm, not as sharp and arrogant as before, like a deep lake without wind and waves.

This only aggravated the fear of the Celestial Clan.

Below, the corpses of the Celestial Clan who wanted to kill him piled up into a mountain, and their heads rolled all over the ground.

The dark green blood, like emerald, was condensed by the frost, like a dark mirror, reflecting the figure of Si Qingheng on the corpse.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Bai Limo and Si Qingyan were both targets of extermination, but few people could get close to Bai Limo. His silver whip was completely reduced to a killing weapon on the battlefield. He shuttled through the crowd like a silver dragon. Wherever he went, the Celestial Clan turned into dark ice powder, which was blown away by the cold wind in the wilderness. The bloody smell unique to the Celestial Clan had a kind of gorgeous beauty.

In this war, Si Qingyan rarely killed people from beginning to end.

He shuttled freely in every corner of the entire battlefield and could not be locked.

Occasionally, a lucky Celestial Clan formed a siege, and as soon as they approached Si Qingyan, they instantly scattered into red butterflies, all over the sky.

That kind of butterfly is extremely charming and beautiful. When the butterfly wings flutter gently, it seems that you can hear the sound of flowers blooming and falling, which makes people remember its appearance deeply at a glance. At the same time, I felt a trembling feeling of extreme fear in my heart.

The commander of the Celestial Clan counted the casualties and was shocked to find that the death toll had exceeded 60%, 25% were seriously injured, 5% were slightly injured, and 10% were always on the edge of the battlefield, belonging to the weakest members.

Even with such a large number of casualties, not much progress was made.

This is still a combat zone, and there is no advancement to other places.

Si Qingheng sat high above, and the piles of corpses around him could confirm his status as the uncrowned king.

Bai Limo's momentum became stronger and stronger during the battle, and he was about to break through.

And Si Qingyan was the most unpredictable and dangerous one.

If you meet him, you can't avoid death.

The field was stained with dark green blood, and it was as smooth as a mirror after being frozen. The butterflies flying in the sky were light and beautiful.

The young man holding a knife in his hand was handsome and handsome. He was death itself.

"Submit to me, or die."

Si Qingheng spoke.

There were countless headless corpses lying on the ground.

At this moment, all the existing Tianzu on the battlefield knelt in the direction of Si Qingheng and lowered their heads meekly.

When they saw no hope of victory, they handed over their right to survive to their mortal enemies.

Compared to death, the Tianzu surrendered to the strong more.

This war was heart-pounding.

The sound of kneeling in unison was too uniform, which made people unconsciously look sideways.

The soldiers in the Jiuzhou war zone finally breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground. The high-intensity battle left them with no strength. They could not cheer and could not pick up weapons again.

At this moment, it seemed that even their souls floated up and they kept crying.

For this victory, for this victory.

They held on.

Everything was as quiet as an oil painting, and the rich colors always attracted people's attention.

In the dark green blood, there was also the bright red blood of the blue star people.

The two were incompatible and clearly distinguished.

"Mr. Chairman, the Nordic theater is asking for help."

"The Australian theater is asking for help."

The battle line was suddenly opened.

"Can you still fight?" Si Qingheng bowed his head.

At this moment, a fiery red sun suddenly rose in the sky that had not cleared for a long time.

The light shone on his face, showing an extreme piety and tenderness.

"Of course." Zhao Ritian got up from the ground, and the mask on his face had many cracks under this high-intensity battle.

Suddenly it broke into pieces and fell down, making a clanging sound.

Zhao Ritian covered his face.

Suddenly he felt very... embarrassed.

He almost forgot where he came from.

"Dead"

"No. 1120"

His resume was terrible.

Born in the lowest class, barely surviving, knowing nothing about the upper class, fortunately learned something, thinking he could escape the control of fate, but in the end, like a poor stray dog, being strangled by the throat and sentenced to death.

Became a member of the Black Court.

Recently, the Black Court changed its name, which made him dazed.

Only then did he realize that, oh, I am different from those innocent Jiuzhou warriors.

I can't discredit Si Qingheng, and I can't be an excuse for others to attack Si Qingheng.

It is difficult to identify the new members of the Black Court, but it is different this time, the battlefield is live broadcast.

"I'm sorry, sir."

"Please execute me."

Zhao Ritian knelt down.

Si Qingheng approached and walked towards Zhao Ritian.

Zhao Ritian's chest rose and fell violently, waiting for death.

If he died in Si Qingheng's hands, it would be a good ending.

Ye Liangchen and Green Hair pulled off their masks at the same time and smashed them to the ground.

Zhao Ritian looked back and saw the two roommates' carefree smiles.

Zhao Ritian, who had never cried in his life, burst into tears, covered his face and choked up.

"You don't have to cover it."

Si Qingheng bowed and took away Zhao Ritian's scarred hands.

"You have shed blood for Jiuzhou. You have always been Si Qingheng's personal guard."

"You don't have to wear masks anymore."

"I have been busy preparing for war recently and have not reviewed your case. After this war, I will recalculate your sentence and offset it with merit."

"Zhao Yiran, Ye Qingyun, Zhou Yi, and all of you can take off your masks."

He remembered the name corresponding to each number.

Si Qingheng raised his eyes and looked at the scattered members of the Black Court on the battlefield.

"The battle is not over yet."

"Soon, the Black Court will return your freedom and honor."

"Everyone assemble."

"Bai Limo, lead your soldiers well."

"Okay." Bai Limo saluted and smiled in front of everyone for the first time.

Everyone can clearly see that the eyes of this ice and snow tyrant, who has never had a second expression in history, are filled with water vapor.

No one is making fun of this cold and ruthless Warden Bai at this moment.

Some people secretly complain about it, but they don't allow others to say a word.

For everyone in Heiting, Bai Limo and Lang Mie are both such people.

As for Si Qingheng, there is no need to scold him.

He has become the faith of Heiting in countless battles where he has led the way.

"Let's go."

Si Qingyan picked up Zhao Ritian and Ye Liangchen and gently kicked Green Hair's butt.

"Mie'er, remember to take care of me later." Zhao Ritian whispered.

Even though they knew that Si Qingyan had a mysterious origin and unknown strength, they still couldn't regard him as a very high-ranking existence.

There was only a feeling of "I have a big roommate."

"And me, my legs are so weak that I can't stand up. I regretted it after I threw the mask." Ye Liangchen smiled.

"I'm different. I just slipped my hand." Green Hair complained.

"..." Zhao Ritian was silent.

Si Qingyan gave a powerful healing shot to each of them one by one.

In fact, some of the roommates are pretty good.

"I'm OK again, ah, so satisfied, so happy, I feel like my life has reached its peak, I feel like my life has reached its climax..." Green Hair's face flushed.

Si Qingyan silently clenched her fists and resisted the urge to beat him up.

I also have to nurse big brother Kun, I can't let Green Hair get beaten up for nothing.

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I'm a little satisfied with today's chapter, but the speed is a little slow

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