An army of 50,000! an army of 50,000! The reddest wing did not fly out of the volcanic group, was covered by magma, and directly turned into ash. And the blood mulberry that wanted to break out of the mountain pass was also shot into a sieve by the Terrans' random arrows, and was finally melted by the magma.

Yang Kun felt that he should die here today, he couldn't live, otherwise the shame would make him unable to hold his head up for the rest of his life. This army of 50,000 was called by him at his suggestion, and many tribes respected him and feared him, and were willing to obey him. This is not only because he is powerful, but also because of the prestige that the Yin and Yang Clan has accumulated over countless years.

"The glory of the Yin and Yang Clan cannot be destroyed in my hands. He said in his heart.

So, he said to the hundred tribes around him, "Fight to the death." ”

For Yang Kun's words, many hundred ethnic groups had different reactions. There are hundreds of tribes whose eyes reveal the ferocity of fighting against the water, and there are hundreds of tribes who show fear.

The reaction of many hundred clans, Yang Kun saw it clearly, and he said lightly, "Everyone has their own ambitions, I don't force it." ”

Some hundred clans looked at Yang Kun for a moment, their faces changed, and after a while, a lion clan and a blood clan hugged their fists, "I'm sorry Lord Yangkun, we don't want to die here!"

After saying that, Yang Kun couldn't answer, so they looked at each other and galloped away into the distance.

"My lord, they are such cowards!" there are hundreds of indignations.

But at this time, Yang Kun's gloomy face actually eased somewhat, "Do you know how far the Terran crossbow arrows are?" he said suddenly.

"Uh......" The Bai clan, who was indignant just now, didn't react for a while.

But the next moment!

"Whoosh!whoosh!" Two sharp arrows wrapped in spiritual power cut through the air, pulling out a long wave of qi and shooting towards the two fleeing lion and blood clans.

"Ahh

"Ahh

With the two dying screams, the faces of all the hundred clans changed. Just now, the hundred tribes said in astonishment, "My lord, this, this ......"

Yang Kun sighed, "I can't escape!"

He took out a long whip from Qiankun, this long whip was gold and silver, and the yin and yang breath flowed, exuding a vast and incomparably coercive force. At the same time, Yang Kun's eyes turned scarlet, and his killing intent condensed, looking at the Terran wargroup that was slowly coming from here.

"Long Xiang, Xiong Qu, Hu Ben, Ying Yang, you are very good. He said softly.

Many hundred clans looked at each other, and then shouted in unison, "I am willing to fight to the death with my lord!"

Yang Kun nodded slightly. Then he stepped out and rose into the sky, and where he stepped on his feet, white clouds rose to support his feet. At this time, he was like an immortal who drove the fog and clouds, the wind god Lang Jun, and he was majestic in that battle.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mu Sen complained in his heart, if you pretend to be cool, what are you doing by calling my name? Haven't you heard a saying?

What the?

The king does not see the king!

Hehe, have you heard another way of saying it?

Well?

Feeling too good about yourself is shameless.

Alas, then you're forcing me to say something else.

Which sentence?

Shameless and good work is called excellent psychological quality.

......

"Why should I tell you?" said Mu Sen, clasping his hands around his chest, in a very bad attitude. Oh, I'll answer whatever you ask, wouldn't that make me look embarrassed.

"If I'm not mistaken, the three battalions and one regiment should be at your disposal, right?" Yang Kun said. He was indeed curious about Mu Sen's true identity now, why this person, who had not been mentioned at all in his previous correspondence with Kakuaki, suddenly popped up, and in such an arrogant manner.

With the lives of 50,000 troops, this pomp is really big enough!

Mu Sen raised his eyebrows, "Yes, so what?"

"I would like to hear your name. Yang Kun said very seriously. At this moment, the momentum on his body suddenly turned into elegance and gentleness, like a fierce general fighting on the frontier, and suddenly picked up the scroll and became a scholar.

"What do you want to do?" asked Mu Sen with interest. He didn't believe that the tribe asked his name to make friends with him. Could it be that he wants to pass the news back to the Bai Clan, so that the Bai Clan can send an ace killer to kill himself? Mu Sen thought.

This is not impossible, many geniuses and demons of the human race have died in the shadow of the hundred races. But Mu Sen is a little proud at the same time, can I make Baizu pay so much attention now?

"I just want to ask. Yang Kun said, "After all, I don't want to die under my whip to be a nameless." Before he finished speaking, Yang Kun suddenly rushed forward, and the long whip in his hand waved, as if it was about to smash the mountains and rivers, and an indescribable sense of oppression enveloped him.

Under this sense of oppression, Mu Sen asked about the taste of death, his eyes froze, and he said angrily, "Bastard, since you play yin for me!"

Yang Kun did not react to Mu Sen's angry scolding, and his face was full of crazy murderous intent at this time. Although he intends to die here today, if he kills the head of the human race before he dies, it will not fall into the name of the Yin and Yang Clan.

Mu Sen slashed out at the same time as he was scolding, and this sword light was like a condensation of the divine sun, extremely bright, directly piercing through the void, and appeared on the path of Yangkun Long Whip in a flash.

"I'm not a bully either!" Mu Sen's eyes widened with anger, and he frantically urged the spiritual power in his body to block the blow. As long as you can get past this blow, it will be the end of this damned hundred races!

"Really?" said Yang Kun scoffed. At this time, in the face of countless sharp arrows and crossbows, he didn't even look at it. In his mind, as long as he could kill the hundred tribes, what if he was shot into a sieve?

Yang Kun's long whip suddenly swayed like a spirit snake, pierced through the top of Mu Sen's long knife, and then fiercely suppressed it downward. With the sound of the 'bell', I saw the fire shining in all directions, and the deafening sound was pervasive.

The next moment, Mu Sen's long knife came out of his hand. The long whip was unforgiving, and continued to draw towards Mu Sen, who gritted his teeth, ignited the essence blood, and retreated frantically. As long as he can retreat into the brigade, he will be safe. And at this moment, Wei Ling, Li Huairuo and others are also rushing to help.

Just two breaths, just two breaths!

"Want to run?!" Obviously, Yang Kun also saw through Mu Sen's thoughts, "It's not that easy." ”

His long whip was split in two, and the long whip that was split in half was a silver and a gold, and this silver and gold turned into two ferocious dragons, winding towards Mu Sen.

"Bell!"

"Boom!"

......

The attack of Li Huairuo, Wang Jianluo and others has arrived, but they are blocked by two dragons, sparks like trees, and the sound is like thunder.

"Even if I'm not in a good state just now because of urging the talisman weapon, it's not something that you guys can humiliate!" Yang Kun said with a hideous face, in his opinion, the reason why the three battalions and one regiment were terrifying was because of their strange battle formations and endless weapons and equipment. But when it comes to individual strength, he doesn't brag about it......

I'm not deliberately targeting anyone, everyone here is scum!

"Poof!" Yang Kun looked at a sharp arrow inserted into his left shoulder, his face froze, can you still let me pretend to be a good force?!