Han Shangxiang wanted to forcefully mobilize his true energy to fight again.

But I can no longer stand.

The loyal Guardsmen supported her and backed away frantically.

Others kept rushing forward, trying to block the middle-aged scholar on the opposite side with their flesh and blood, but they were killed in an instant, turning into a bloody storm, with their limbs and broken arms flying out...

Han Shangxiang's heart was bleeding.

At the same time, a huge question emerged in her mind.

There is a quasi-star emperor sitting in the ‘Torrent Legion’, why didn’t the supreme commander notice it beforehand?

This kind of strategic-level deployment should not be hidden from the supreme commander's calculations.

Huge anxiety and worry surged into my heart.

If there is no back-up plan, then the entire army of the "Nianxiang War Department" will be wiped out this time.

She struggled to stand up and said: "I am here, all brothers... retreat, retreat quickly. This is a military order."

Defeat is decided.

We must preserve these good men around us to preserve their vitality for the human race, and we cannot bury them all here.

"Hehehe, it is indeed the [Star Spear]. It was hit by my 'Heaven-Splitting Hand' and it was still able to stand up."

The middle-aged scholar came out of the air with a smile on his face, and a terrifying aura surged. Many soldiers of the "Nianxiang War Department", even if they burned their lives and souls, could not bully them into the twenty or thirty meters in front of him, and they turned into nothing in the air.

Blood mist powder.

"Not bad, not bad, a very interesting training partner, haha, little girl, please stay."

The middle-aged scholar raised his hand and grabbed it.

Terrifying power surged, and everything within a kilometer radius was frozen, locked by the Quasi-Star Emperor-level Qi machine, unable to move, as if a immobilization spell had been applied to it.

In front of the emperor, everything is like ants.

The hand of the middle-aged scholar reached towards Han Shangxiang.

It seems that the situation has been decided.

at this time

Rumble.

A strange roar of thunder came from the rear, raging wildly from the direction of the two red nightmare orc camps.

It was a very strange sound.

It seemed like some ferocious beast from hell was roaring.

There is also a very strange musical melody mixed in, which seems to give people a strange increase in power: "The vast horizon is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the continuous green mountains..."

How this sound echoed in the starry sky cannot be explained.

But it has mysterious power.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of urgent alarm bells sounded.

"Someone rushed to the camp."

"The humans are coming to kill us."

A roaring, roaring, and crying sound could be heard endlessly.

I saw the Red Nightmare orc army falling into chaos instantly.

From a distance, it looked like a red and white peerless sharp blade, passing by like a meteor, ruthlessly tearing apart the world.

The scholar in white frowned slightly and turned his head to look in the direction where the thunderous sound came from.

Such changes could not move his heartstrings.

His powerful strength gave him such superior self-confidence that he didn't even make a move to capture Han Shangxiang first.

He sensed it slightly and detected that the red and white thunder light in the distance was a Star Lord-level human race strongman.

Star Lord level?

There was a trace of ridicule on the face of the scholar in white.

"Haha, is this the back-up plan arranged by your so-called omnipotent supreme commander?"

He looked at Han Shangxiang and said, "A small character at the level of a star king breaks into the formation?"

Han Shangxiang felt that the energy that enveloped his body was dissipated and he could speak.

But she didn't say anything, and instead looked in the direction of the source of the chaos in the orc camp.

Star Lord level?

Is this the commander's arrangement?

A glimmer of hope arose in my heart.

The commander-in-chief rarely makes mistakes in his arrangements.

This time, it won’t happen either, right?

But she had some questions in her heart.

According to her understanding, the supreme commander rarely reveals his trump card after causing his own side to suffer heavy losses when using troops. This is not his style.

Is it just a coincidence?

If it's the latter, that's terrible.

The Star Lord-level warriors of the human race must not fall into such a fatal situation.

Walk.

Go quickly.

Get out of here quickly.

Han Shangxiang opened his mouth to shout, but no sound came out.

The scholar in white looked at her with a faint smile on his face: "Don't worry, he has already noticed this place and is coming..."

Buzz, boom, rumble.

The deafening sound of thunder quickly approached.

A flash of white light.

I saw a white-robed warrior, using a very strange riding posture, easily broke through all obstacles, and reached a hundred meters away in a flash of lightning.

This white-robed warrior is dressed in white and wears a very exquisite and fashionable white helmet.

Under the transparent glazed visor, you can vaguely see a pair of eyes that are as bright as the stars in the dark night.

Han Shangxiang subconsciously felt that the owner of those eyes must be very young.

"Crunch."

The white-robed warrior made onomatopoeic words from his mouth.

Then, with a movement similar to tail flicking, it suddenly stopped fifty meters away.

The deafening sound of thunder was much smaller, but still audible.

Click.

The glazed visor was lifted.

"Human race? Beichen Military Group?"

The eyes that are not covered by the mask are brighter and clearer, as charming as a clear spring, and his voice also has a mellow and clear voice that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve. When people listen to it, it feels like another warm spring water flowing in the heart, nourishing it.

There is an inexplicable desire to be intimate and close to you throughout your soul.

"Who are you?"

The scholar in white looked up and down with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"I, the 'number one handsome man in the world', Yuwen Soo-hyun, will not accept any refutation."

The white-robed warrior still maintained the strange and insane posture of riding in the void, and said with a smile: "Which senior of the human race are you?"

"He is not a human... he is an accomplice of the Red Nightmare Orcs... an enemy."

Han Shangxiang was finally able to speak and reminded loudly: "Quick... hurry up."

"Oh? Enemy? Haha, it's okay, it's not involved."

Not only was Yuwen Soo-hyun not in a hurry, he took off his helmet in a leisurely manner, straightened his hairstyle in the invisible rearview mirror, straightened out his slicked back hair, and then nodded with satisfaction, focusing on Han Shangxiang's body, revealing

With a handsome smile and sparkling eyes, he said: "Beauty, then who are you?"

The other suppressed soldiers of the "Nianxiang War Department" around them suddenly felt their eyes suddenly light up.

Under the strange white helmet, there is a really big head.
To be continued...