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Chapter 1371

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"Quick, block it!"

"Coming, coming!"

"Team One, Team Two, close attack formation!"

In a passageway that was not spacious, the soldiers of Nelm pulled up a temporary defensive line. The soldiers in the front row set up a defensive force field, while the soldiers in the rear opened up their firepower, splashing rain-like beams of light forward in order to hold back the rapidly advancing figure. However, that figure's speed was extremely fast, and it turned at will, making it difficult to fathom. It was clear that these elite warriors in the Nelm army were still unable to keep up with the speed of the incoming people, so that most of the attacks basically missed. For this reason, the commander of the defensive line ordered the warriors to fire freely, not to capture the incoming people, but to fill the passageway with beams of light. Although this was a stupid method, it was somewhat useful in this situation.

Unfortunately, for this person, the power of the beam weapon was far from enough to injure him. Even if the beam of light fell, he did not dodge, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of him. When the beam of light landed, it had no other effect other than causing ripples in the air.

As a result, on the helmet mask of the Nelm warrior, the figure flickered again and completely disappeared. Then, a brilliant golden arc of light filled the entire helmet. A majestic, arc-shaped golden light appeared in the passageway. Groups of Nelm warriors hung on the golden light that was like a crescent arc. All the soldiers stopped moving. At this moment, the man appeared behind the defensive line. Then, without looking, he moved straight forward.

Only after the man left did the golden arc of light suddenly burst apart, shattering into millions of tiny golden fragments that easily cut countless cracks on the human body and armor. As a result, the blood of this group of no less than a hundred people splashed out like flowers in full bloom.

Before the news of the interception team's complete annihilation could spread, the man had already crashed into the Tenth Foot Apron. As soon as he entered the door, he didn't look carefully. With a wave of his hand, golden curtains of light surged in all directions like waves. The flying ship docked on the apron was sliced into pieces, causing explosions everywhere. The flames finally reflected his old face red.

Horn Qiu Yan sheathed and slowly moved forward.

Three days ago, he sneaked onto the Planet Destroyer and didn't rush to attack. Horn first hid everywhere and found out where the various facilities and areas of this giant starship, which was comparable to a floating island, were. It wasn't until today that he, who had already made up his mind, suddenly launched an attack. In one breath, he broke through four aprons and turned all two thousand Nelm starships into scrap metal. Of course, this was only a drop in the bucket for the Nelm army, but it was only part of his plan. As for what would happen next, that would depend on how the opponent dealt with it.

Not only was Horn a veteran expert of the Federation, his wisdom and foresight had always been praised. His meticulous actions and rigorous plans would always give his opponents headaches. Not to mention the Alexandrian Clan, from a large clan ranked above Beth Cod. Under Horn's meticulous planning and continuous suppression, not only did his ranking drop, his vitality was also greatly damaged. Long before the invasion of Nelm, they had already been injured.

Horn's prowess was evident.

Now that the four aprons had been destroyed, Horn believed that the Emperor of Nelm was already aware of it. It was up to him to deal with it. If he sent an army to suppress it, Horn wouldn't mind killing more of his troops. For experts of his level, numbers wouldn't be an absolute advantage. Not to mention that Horn was able to rank in the top ten of the Federation's top combat strength, one person and one saber were enough to be a million division masters. Even if he was no match for him, he could still escape calmly and find an opportunity to attack. So if the Emperor of Nelm had any brains, he wouldn't have sent an army to deal with him alone.

Otherwise, Horn would be happy to restrain the enemy army.

If he didn't send out an army, there were only two possibilities left.

"It should be about time, right?" Horn muttered to himself, "I deliberately slowed down."

At the end of his sentence, Horn suddenly raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips.

At this moment, an armored door in front of the apron suddenly bulged. Then, the door frame fell off and flew over, smashing into Horn. The old man didn't even bother to unsheathe Qiu Yan. He gently lifted the walking stick that was used as a scabbard on one side of the flying armored door. The entire door bounced to the other side, smashing into the tail of an airship that had yet to explode, causing the airship to slide ten meters away. The tail engine emitted electric fire and a thick smoke rose.

Looking at the door again, a huge ball of fire was pushed forward, and then someone strode in. It was the general who had been standing behind Cajiab earlier. His entire body surged with flames, and without concealment, his Origin Energy killing intent mixed together, forming a tyrannical aura. After the general appeared, a few paper-thin, silver-frost-like saber lights suddenly flashed from the wreckage of an airship in front of Horn, cutting the airship into several pieces. Then, someone laughed strangely. Another Nelm expert emerged from the wreckage of the airship with two sabers in his hands.

Horn smiled faintly as his walking stick floated up and swept it diagonally towards his head.

With a ding sound, lightning burst out from the staff, and a nimble figure flipped backwards. It was a Nelm woman who landed on the ground. It was rare for her to not be wearing armor like a male warrior. Her skin was like white copper, and half of her bald head was embedded with a thin metal sheet. There were a few electric needles on it that were emitting tiny electric currents.

Horn glanced at her casually and withdrew his gaze. As he had expected, the experts of Nelm had finally arrived. The reason why the general who had entered from the main entrance and the expert with the two sabers had made such a big commotion was because of the two sabers. Firstly, it was to strengthen his momentum, and secondly, it was to attract Horn's attention so that the woman who touched Horn's head could have an opportunity. Unfortunately, Horn's senses were sharp. How could such a trick be hidden from him?

These three people weren't simple either. The general who had knocked into the door was the strongest, the expert with the two sabers was the second, and the woman who had ambushed him was the third. But no matter how bad it was, the strength of these three people was above Level 30. Horn couldn't help but sigh. The three people here were all generals in the Federation. However, there were only four generals in the Federation. It was enough to show that the people of Nelm were indeed many soldiers and generals, while the humans of Earth were still too young.

If Earth was given another five hundred years, there would be at least a dozen generals in the Federation, right?

The slightly distracted old man's eyes turned cold, and his attention returned to the aerodrome in front of him. Horn's gaze was calm, like a lake, without the slightest ripple. In his calculations, there were three countermeasures for the Emperor of Nelm. One was to suppress the army, which was the last choice. The second option was to send out experts to fight against them like this, which was the second best option. The last one was the personal arrival of the Demon Lord named Cajasso. Whether it was Cajasso or Horn, this was the best choice.

However, from the looks of it, Cajasso had only sent out three experts. In Horn's opinion, it was only in line with the rules.

"What a pity …" the old man said in a voice that he could only hear.

Although the three alien experts didn't say anything, they each took action.

The woman closest to Horn did not rush to attack. Instead, she leaped backwards and slid away from the old man. The strongest general, who was covered in flames, strode over. As for the dual-saber expert, he became the vanguard. His Origin Energy aura was fully unleashed, and he dragged his two sabers straight towards Horn with a strange smile.

The old man had a lot of combat experience. With a glance, he roughly knew what they were up to. The two blades were going to entangle him so that he could create a chance for the majestic general to make the final decision. If both of them failed, then the women around You Ge would definitely be their backup. Then, Horn looked at the woman. The woman was already swimming away, but Horn still caught a glimpse of her.

The woman's heart skipped a beat. Did this mean that she had never been able to shake off this old man's lock? Just as she was thinking this, her chest suddenly turned cold. She looked down and a beam of golden light broke through her chest. The woman couldn't help but let out a scream. At this moment, Horn shook the walking stick in his hand. The walking stick was still there, but there was no sign of Qiu Yan. Before her will became blurry, the woman could vaguely see a long saber flying in the fading golden light.

Only then did the woman know that Horn's Qiu Yan had probably been quietly unsheathed when she swept away her sneak attack. With Horn's keen perception that could easily lock onto her, Qiu Yan had probably been following by her side, waiting for an opportunity to move. If she was a mantis that wanted to catch a cicada, then Qiu Yan was undoubtedly the oriole that followed behind her. In the end, she didn't catch the cicada, but she was pecked away by the oriole.

Knowing it was already too late. Qiu Yan's saber pierced through her chest, and the tyrannical saber Qi exploded her heart core, causing her internal organs to be stirred into a ball of paste. As a result, the backup that the Nelm people had left behind was the first to die under Horn's saber.

In the command center of the Star Destroyer, Cajasso looked at the screen in front of him. On the screen was a woman's eyes wide open. Cajasso snorted and stood up. "Looks like this mouse is too big for them to eat."

After saying this, the Demon Lord left the command room alone.

On the other side of the Star Destroyer, in Apron 10. Seeing the woman die, not only were the remaining two not shocked, they were even more ferocious. The dual-saber expert suddenly shouted loudly, and the two beam sabers turned into two balls of light in his hands. The saber light in the balls of light was cold as it covered Horn's head. After catching Qiu Yan, the old man crashed into the ball of light and rushed out again in an instant. Ignoring the dual-saber expert, he headed straight for the main general who had already changed from taking large strides to running wildly on his legs.

The Nelm people who used the two beam sabers turned around and caught sight of the figures of the two people passing by. As well as the golden saber light that appeared out of thin air and crisscrossed the space within a hundred meters. Then, he saw the eyes of the originally arrogant general on his side glaze over. In the end, blood arrows sprayed out of his body, and his body shattered into dozens of pieces like a building block that had been pushed down.

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