Villain: You were the one who suggested breaking off the engagement, why are you crying now?

Plain battlefield.

On the thousand-mile-wide plain, fire and explosions can be seen everywhere.

Every time the aliens kill a human soldier, they will devour his blood and qi on the spot. The corpse that has been sucked of blood and qi becomes a dry corpse. With a light pinch, it will be broken into powder and scattered.

It is a bloody scene, but no one here feels uncomfortable.

After seeing it so many times, their hearts are numb.

They can only take advantage of the gap when the aliens absorb blood and qi to kill the aliens to prevent them from strengthening their strength.

Bang bang bang!

There are no modern weapons involved, but these blood and qi that can burst out at any time, as well as the energy of heaven and earth stirred by the sixth-grade warriors and seventh-grade masters are also very spectacular.

Puff!

On the battlefield, a flat-headed young man has a calm expression, a bit of ruffian between his eyebrows, but his handsome appearance is very cautious.

His strength is not weak.

At the peak of the late sixth-grade realm, he had the taste of breaking through the seventh-grade master realm.

Compared with the soldiers around him who had weapons in their hands, he was unarmed, and he would fight the aliens in close combat.

The aliens themselves were famous for their weirdness and strong bodies.

But...

He directly fought the aliens with his body!

The fist hit the alien's head. Any alien that he targeted would have his head exploded like a watermelon after being hit by such a fist.

Red and white things were scattered everywhere.

"Damn! These damn aliens are really stubborn." Fang Ting blew up another late sixth-grade alien, shook his hands, and cursed.

It hurts!

"Hahaha, Captain, hurry up and grab your knife, or I'm afraid your hand will be crippled before you kill a few aliens."

"That's right, Captain, don't show off!"

"When has the Captain ever shown off? He can't win and just runs away. Who can catch him?"

"That's right, Captain, go and kill them!"

"We are from the military academy, so we can't be too embarrassed. We must wipe out this alien team!"

The young faces around shouted at Fang Ting.

These are all students from the Ninth City Military Academy. Everyone has practical experience and is very strong.

Their performance on the battlefield is also very eye-catching.

Fang Ting clasped his hands together and pressed gently, and his finger bones were crackling.

"You lie down here and wait for me to take off the head of the seventh-grade alien in front and kick it like a ball!" Fang Ting smiled grimly and rushed into the alien army excitedly.

Don't think that he is usually very convinced by Su Yu, that's because Su Yu defeated him back then!

When Su Yu is not around.

He is more arrogant than anyone else!

Moreover, he has been on the battlefield several times and has made great contributions. Now he is also a major.

"Damn, I'll punch you in the head!"

Fang Ting was full of anger. He was also happy to see the appearance of the Saint Realm in the Su family. After all, the Su family invested a lot in their military school, and martial arts skills can be exchanged as long as there are credits.

It can be said that if the Su family had not specially recruited him to enter the military school, with his grades, he would only be at the third level, or even the second level.

How could he change his fate of being born in poverty?

Now the alien race dares to prevent his benefactor from becoming a saint, and he has no ability to protect him, how can he not feel aggrieved.

Since he can't defeat the high-end combat power, he will take out his anger on this small one.

"You bastards of the alien race, how dare you snipe at the city lord Su Long to become a saint? I will kill you!"

Fang Ting rushed into the alien army camp, cursing. I don't know how he did it, but he could avoid the alien attacks almost every time.

He didn't get hit at all along the way.

Even if there were a few aliens at the seventh level, they couldn't stop him.

Soon, he rushed to the depths of the alien guards.

There is a seventh-level alien here, with a relatively short stature, weak strength and body, with a seventh-level realm but no seventh-level combat power.

This is a role similar to a military advisor for the aliens.

For the aliens below the eighth level, the taller they are, the simpler their minds are. They also need a person with a developed brain to arrange tactics. Only when they reach the eighth level, their brains will be fully developed.

So, such a short and weak person is the centurion level of a team of aliens, responsible for commanding the battle.

As long as he is killed, the remaining aliens will be in chaos.

"Die for me!" Fang Ting saw the leader of this alien team, jumped up instantly, clenched his fist, and smashed it hard.

"Quick! Stop him!"

The short alien commander was also shocked and shouted anxiously.

Hearing this, the surrounding big aliens gave up their opponents and returned to defend this place, intending to stop Fang Ting.

However, Fang Ting didn't care and punched the short alien's head hard.

Puff!

The head exploded, and those red and white things flew.Without his spiritual connection, those aliens who were less than the eighth rank were all in a mess, and the originally orderly battle formation was instantly broken up by the soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom.

"I'm running away!"

After the headshot, Fang Ting did not stay for too long, and ran away quickly.

And his next target was also the commanders of other alien teams.

Fang Ting's ability to escape was very special. Sometimes his body was as slippery as a loach. When he was besieged by someone, he could sink into the ground in an instant and move forward underground.

His ability to sneak attack was also hard to defend against, which also allowed him to kill several alien team commanders.

None of the aliens he killed had a intact head!

"This is the seventh one. If I kill another one, I have to go back."

Fang Ting lurked underground, panting a little.

After a little adjustment, he resurfaced on the ground. After locking onto a team commander who was not guarded by anyone, he rushed over without hesitation.

Avoiding the obstruction of the aliens, Fang Ting clenched his fist as he approached the enemy.

"Die, damn alien!"

Bang!

Fang Ting's fist was getting closer and closer to the head of the commander of the alien team, but the other party did not panic.

Instead, he showed him a hint of ridicule.

Seeing this mocking smile, Fang Ting thought it was not good.

"Damn! I fell into a trap!"

The uneasy thought just arose, and before he could dive into the ground, an astonishing pressure enveloped him.

"Eighth rank!"

Feeling this sense of oppression, Fang Ting's face turned pale.

Damn it.

How could a warrior who was less than the seventh rank provoke an eighth rank alien?

"Xue Shi, you have killed several commanders, which is considered to be your ability, but... that's it!" The eighth rank alien came out, and its scarlet eyes flashed.

Raised its claws and cut Fang Ting's throat.

If he was hit by the claws, he would be just like Kun who had his throat cut.

"It's over, I've been fooled." Fang Ting's eyes were filled with despair.

At the same time, he also felt regret for his stupidity.

Damn, how can he be so confident?

Fang Ting was about to close his eyes, when suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ka!

A blade flashed, and the claws of the eighth-grade golden body were chopped off along with his head!

Looking at the figure that appeared in front of him, Fang Ting exclaimed immediately.

"Fuck, Master Su!"