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"Where's your position?" On the battlefield of the Higgs 4 planet, a embarrassed white-clothed swordsman faced the question, lowered his head and didn't know what to say.

"Crack!" A sharp flying sword was as fast as lightning, and before the swordsman in white came back to his senses, it cut off his neck.

A human head rolled to the ground like this, until it rolled to the feet of one person, the eyes on the head were still wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he was dead.

"Take the lead in escaping and disturb the morale of the army! Bastard! Damn it!" an old voice spoke, a little hoarse with deep anger.

The old man is none other than the current suzerain of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the old swordsman Xiao Renjie. He led his troops to Higgs 4 and was ordered to reinforce the front line, but the Heavenly Sword Sect's troops were the first to be defeated in the battle with the Guardians.

In fact, it wasn't that the swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect didn't work hard, but that there were too many guards' troops, which made many people of the Heavenly Sword Sect recall the terrifying scenes of the decisive battle in the sect.

At that time, they were also sticking to their positions, facing the army of watchmen who stormed over like a tide.

That time they lost, the defeat was a complete mess, the sect was destroyed, there were countless casualties, the previous suzerain was killed in internal strife, and the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect was split into two, almost cutting off the lineage of incense.

But at this moment, facing the vast army of watchmen, the swordsman who took the lead in fleeing back was actually timid because he had been defeated at that time.

But even if the crime does not amount to death, Xiao Renjie still personally punished the commander who wanted to preserve his strength and led his troops to retreat without authorization.

There is no other reason, but it is because Xiao Renjie knows that the land behind him is the land he lives in. At this moment, there is no way for them to retreat.

"Today! No more quitters! Kill without pardon!" Xiao Renjie also showed a ruthless side that he couldn't see in normal times, clenched his fists and shouted loudly to the remaining swordsman commanders beside him.

His words shocked everyone, the long-lost Heavenly Sword Sect's irreversible aura briefly returned to the hearts of these swordsmen.

"He handed over his side to us. As a swordsman, he should die for his confidant! This old man is standing here, and he will not retreat today! If you are afraid of your body, it will not be too late to leave after beheading this old man!" He said. He raised his arm high, pointed to the battlefield ahead, and said to the members of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

As soon as the words of boosting morale, or the words of warning, were finished, he continued to order: "Kill back! Help the people of the Nine Nether Sect to stabilize the flanks!"

"Don't be ashamed! Follow me!" A swordsman saluted Xiao Renjie with his fists cupped, then waved his arms and shouted loudly to the swordsmen behind him, "Kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!" The white-clothed swordsmen regained their morale, and followed the middle-aged swordsman towards the position they had just thrown away.

The swordsmen of the Jiuyou faction who had been fighting hard because of the loss of their flanking positions were now being caught between two sides by the enemy.

In the trenches, these swordsmen in black didn't say anything, but in their hearts they scolded the bastards of the Heavenly Sword Sect who had abandoned their positions and ran away alone.

However, the main position is behind them. If they also retreat, it is tantamount to selling the grenadiers of the Elland Hill Empire who are fighting hard.

So they dare not go, and cannot go. Ever since, even though the situation of the battle has become extremely disadvantaged, they still insist on fighting hard.

A swordsman with a broken flying sword was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he fell into the trench and gradually lost consciousness. His leg was blown off, and the rest of the body was bloody, and the blood stained the bottom of the trench.

Seeing his companion dying, another black-clothed swordsman let out a roar, rushed out of the trench with his three-foot green peak, and charged into the enemy group.

The flying sword flew up and down, chopping down countless sweepers, killing until the sky was dark, and the corpses of the sweepers piled up around him like a mound.

However, manpower will eventually be exhausted. As time goes by, his speed of killing enemies becomes slower and slower, and Feijian gradually loses his flexibility.

Already surrounded by heavy siege, he was finally submerged in the crowd of sweepers and could no longer be seen.

Just when the swordsmen of the Jiuyou Sect began to despair, on the other side of the battlefield, those white-clothed swordsmen who fled in embarrassment earlier returned to the battlefield.

Accompanied by the sound of killing, the swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Shengxue in white one by one, rushed across the battlefield, adding a touch of strange color to the chaotic battlefield.

These swordsmen have high levels of cultivation, and have not suffered any losses before, so when they came back at this time, they actually overwhelmed the sweepers by three points in terms of momentum.

Although they escaped before, isn't that all the responsibility of the commander? It was the guy whose head was beheaded who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and it had nothing to do with grassroots warriors like them.

"For Alan Hill! Go!" During the scuffle, the commander of the Heavenly Sword Sect finally remembered this slogan, which was still a bit unfamiliar to him.

However, after he chopped off the arm of a Sweeper soldier, he flicked the blood on the sword and shouted this slogan, but he felt a little more imposing.

Ever since, he once again shouted this slogan, leading more than a hundred daredevils behind him, and rushed into the crowd of the watchmen's troops first.

For a while, wolves entered the flock of sheep, and those who killed them were called a dark world. The Watcher troops caught off guard suffered heavy losses, and were even forced to give up part of the newly occupied positions.

From the chaotic defeat of the white-clothed swordsmen at the beginning, to the bloody battle of the black-clothed swordsmen just now, to the fact that the Watcher's troops were flanked and began to collapse, it seemed as long as a century had passed.

For the swordsmen of the Jiuyou faction who just fought hard, their dead comrades will never come back.

Even so, when they saw the bastards of the Heavenly Sword Sect who unexpectedly returned to the battlefield, they still breathed a sigh of relief.

It is a trivial matter to die on one's own side, but affecting the battle situation of the main force is a truly fatal event.

Another battlefield, the battlefield above their heads, the space near Higgs 4, the huge fleet of the Alan Hill Empire, is crazily firing at each other with the same huge enemy fleet.

Countless energy rays pierced the sky, rushed into the enemy fleet, triggered countless explosions, and then gradually dissipated.

On the other side, more black energy rays also fought back, most of which were resolved by the magic defense barrier, and a few also caused trouble for the Alan Hill Empire fleet.

The war is going on in the entire Higgs theater, breaking out in every possible place.

Everyone knows that this sudden battle may be the decisive battle between Alan Hill and the Watcher!

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