He can become a saint, the entire supernatural world has a responsibility

Chapter 387 How to turn off this thing?

A good thing happened today, which is something worth getting excited about for the coalition forces of various countries.

For the first time, mankind recaptured an entrance to the Nether Abyss. Although a total of twelve entrances had been breached, at least this was a start.

Jiang Huai personally participated in this battle and fought against two Hades alone.

Of course, he has his own abilities to become the director of the Extraordinary Management Department, but strength is also indispensable.

Among all the holy realms in China, he is definitely the best, and he must also be the best in the whole world.

He personally led five other powerful saints in a fierce battle that lasted for two days and two nights, and finally won the victory.

After returning to the rear, he did not rest but just leaned back in his chair and let the military doctor treat his injuries. At the same time, he asked someone to report the battle reports of the past two days.

Then he heard a piece of bad news that shocked him.

"Zhuhai City? Did Director Chu go there?"

"Three Grandmasters have been mobilized to assist, and there is also some support from within the country. The specific list is as follows..."

Jiang Huai waved his hand: "Get Chu Xuncang to me, I will ask him in person."

He asked someone to contact them with great concern. Although he trusted Chu Xuncang's ability, he could not be careless when it came to the domestic rear, so he had to be extremely cautious.

Chen Mo threw out a bottle of healing elixir and said to Zhang Gangqiang and the other three military extraordinary people: "I found this in the military camp before I left. You can deal with it yourselves. Where is the enemy's main force?"

Zhang Gangqiang stared at him for a long time.

He had just clearly seen that those Tatars were walking normally, but suddenly blood spurted out of their bodies and they fell to the ground in pieces.

There was even an illusion that Chen Mo appeared after they were all dead.

In short, it is incomprehensible considering that he has not made any progress after graduating from the martial arts academy for so many years.

The point is, he always felt that it was just a while ago that he sent this noisy student away, but when he saw him again, he already felt that he was unfathomable, which shocked him.

At this time, several other military extraordinary people had pointed out the direction of the front battlefield.

"Uh, brother! Don't worry about us, just take care of your injuries and we'll follow up as soon as possible."

For a moment, those people didn't know how to address him. Normally, such a strong person would be a senior, but the one in front of them was obviously not a senior.

Chen Mo nodded and said to Zhang Gangqiang: "Teacher Zhang, take care. I have to go to support you."

After saying this, he turned into a gust of breeze and disappeared where he was.

Several military extraordinary people looked at Zhang Gangqiang in surprise: "He is your student?"

The latter scratched his head, then finally reacted and said proudly, "Well, I used to discuss cultivation theory with him often."

Swish.

Chen Mo's figure appeared again, and a group of aliens from the Abyss fell to the ground around him.

The seventh sword of the Nine Killing Antelope Song is called Feng Piao. When it flashes out, it can bring about a burst of sword intent.

He learned this move by combining it with the artistic conception of the fourth sword, "Mo Mud".

The speed at which he learned was of course not only because it was similar to the fourth sword, but also because he now possessed a clear sword heart. He could see the essence of it by just practicing casually. Even higher-level techniques were easier than the previous ones.

As for proficiency, you can never use it up. As soon as you get started, you can directly reach the upper limit without any need to save.

After cleaning up the battlefield, he stepped on a Tatar whose legs had been cut off and asked coldly, "Where is the strongest among you?"

He followed the route pointed out by those military extraordinary people, but did not see the human defense line. He only found this group of Tatars and the destroyed town.

The Tatar made some vague sounds from his mouth, and it seemed that he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, and his head exploded with a "pop".

"It seems that the main urban area is beyond this town. The last line of defense should be there." Chen Mo glanced around and muttered.

Although he was not recruited by the military, he had some understanding of these tactics. After all, the martial arts academy mainly relied on self-training, and there were occasionally a few theoretical classes.

These theories mainly include squad action plans, as well as some teaching on strategies and tactics, deployment of troops, survival in the wild, etc.

In short, his guess was correct. At this moment, between him and the main urban area of ​​Zhuhai City, humans and Tatars were engaged in a fierce battle.

He was just about to go to the front line to provide support when at this moment, a roar that reached the sky was heard. Immediately afterwards, a large number of alien races from the Abyss appeared from another direction, led by the Tatars, who led a large group of other races that he had never seen before.

Chen Mo thought that going to the frontline to fight is also support, and intercepting this batch of enemy reinforcements is also support. Since he is here, he might as well wipe out this group of troops first. So he flashed and activated the Nine Killing Antelope Song. After flashing several times, he rushed into the enemy group with a high temperature heat wave.

The Tatars were threatened by the heavy weapons of humans, but the army's attack was effectively slowed down by the roar of artillery fire, but it kept advancing. The high-ranking Tatars drove the barbarians like cattle, not caring about their lives at all, and the barbarians themselves didn't seem to mind much, they charged in wave after wave, always keeping advancing.

“Support!!”

Following a shout on the radio channel, the figure of a human master flashed in the position, and another passed by him.

"How about it?"

The lieutenant colonel in charge of commanding the battlefield greeted the retreating grandmaster.

The Grandmaster shook his head and said, "Those two Tatar leaders are extraordinary. If the three of us fight against two, we can barely draw."

"Well, now."

"The problem is that there was a time difference when the three of us arrived. He shocked me and my meridians are a bit disordered. Now I can't attack. When I recover, I think they will need to take turns again."

The humans were fighting three against two, using small rounds of warfare to consume their opponent's strength, but it was obvious that the two masters of the Tatars were stronger than the three of them, so the battle situation was not optimistic. After all, apart from the leading generals, the Nether Abyss had more extraordinary units.

The lieutenant colonel said, "I'll go request reinforcements."

This is all that can be done now. The reason why they are retreating is not because the defenders here are not fighting hard enough, but because they are not able to win the battle because of their hard power.

He hurried away, and came back a moment later to ask, "How long can you hold on?"

The Grandmaster knew something was wrong when he saw his face: "An hour should be fine. Why don't you give us support?"

"Yes, but I didn't expect the ground crack to be so strong this time. It would have been strong enough if I transferred the three of you here, but I didn't expect it. Well, anyway, they want us to hold out for another two hours. They are sending a group of defense troops, but it will take time."

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The Grandmaster took out his weapon from the storage of spiritual tools, "Do your best."

He rushed to the battlefield alone, fighting, resting, fighting, and resting.

When the military strength is weak, one person can only do the work of several people to barely defend the front line.

The main reason is that the current situation is different. The battlefield is within our own country, and we must not only consider the fighting, but also the people in the rear.

We have to wait until all evacuations are completed before we can move the battle line back, but as for houses and property, we can’t wait that long at this point.

The good news is that when the two masters withdrew from the front line under cover again, there was news from the guarding troops.

"The evacuation has been completed. We can retreat fifty kilometers."

"Great! Let's stretch the battle line and disperse their forces."

The two masters endured the heat in their meridians and forced themselves to go back to the battlefield to protect the other one.

However, when they came again this time, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Huh? Why does the pressure feel so much less?"

"It looks like they have no reinforcements."

"Give up so easily? Impossible. Aren't the two Tatar leaders still here?"

The three masters, including the commander of the hot weapons unit, felt very strange.

Originally, the two masters could have fought to a draw, but the opponent was too skilled, so the front line was retreating step by step. But for some reason, their reinforcements seemed to stop suddenly.

"Why do I feel like those two Tatar leaders are also confused?"

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"Shit, they retreated. I think we can chase them."

The three Grand Masters looked at the commander together.

At the same time, in the deep mountains, directly beneath the red sky.

Chen Mo stood at the edge of the crack with a knife in his hand. Behind him were corpses of alien races all over the mountain. Looking around, there was no living creature except him.

"hiss."

He scratched his head and stared at the crack in the ground in front of him. "How do I close this thing? I haven't been taught yet."

(End of this chapter)