Modu is the most elite battle group under Xianye at this time, and when the other hundred clan war groups all bombarded to besiege the four battle groups of Yulinwei and Qushui, the Modu war group has not made a move.

The Demon Crossing War Group is the sixth-ranked battle group of the hundred clans, all of them are composed of demons, black clothes and black armor, and even the weapons are black. At that station, they were like a black mountain, calm and heavy, but no one could ignore their hidden power. Because when they move, the heavens and the earth will fall apart, and the universe will be destroyed.

Hearing Xianxia's suggestion, Xianye pondered for a while and decided to let Modu appear, and the longer the time dragged on, the more accidents would happen. If he really let this group of Terrans turn over with blood and salted fish, then he will definitely become the laughing stock of the Immortal Race and the Divine Race, and he will also suffer a cruel punishment.

"Moshun. Xianye shouted at a demon not far away from him, this demon had blue fangs and two large curved but sharp horns, and the cold aura emanating from his body lowered the air around him by many degrees. In the rear of Moshun, there is a neat demon war group, this demon war group is about 4,000 people, their breath is restrained, not sharp, but from their synchronous breathing and javelin-like standing posture, it can be known that this war group is definitely the elite of the elite.

"Subordinates are here!" Mo Shun strode out, came to the fairy leaf, and bowed to the fairy leaf.

"Defeat the incoming enemy, and then quickly destroy the Feather Forest Guard!" Xianye ordered.

A heavy murderous intent appeared in Mo Shun's eyes, and he nodded heavily, "Obey!"

He arched his hand at the fairy leaf again, and then retreated to the formation, he raised the trihalberd fork in his hand and shouted, "Follow me to meet the enemy!"

With his shout, the four thousand soldiers of the Demon Crossing War Group woke up like fierce beasts from dormancy, and like dormant volcanoes came back to life, their momentum soared into the sky, poking a big hole in the void.

Boom! The time of the march of the Demon Crossing War Group was so neat, and Yu Linwei was not far behind, the earth was shaking, and the vibration of the 100,000 thunder gods beating the drums made the human race and the hundred tribes who were strangled together stunned at the same time.

Han Wei and Fang Zhuang were a little desperate, and when they sensed the arrival of reinforcements, their eyes flashed with hope. But the dispatch of the team of the Hundred Clans made them fall into despair again, Demon Crossing! When the Demon Crosses the sentient beings, how can there be anything to do with the Terran Race? Han Wei and Fang Zhuangzhi hope that the Terran reinforcements will be stronger, and they will not be defeated by the blow of the Demon Crossing.

When they were worried, Su Er and the Giant Deer War Group rushed in. Su Er looked at the Terrans and the Hundred Clans who were fighting together, and did not attack at the first time. Because he noticed the attacking Modu Warband.

"Captain, this is a bit fierce. Su Yu said with a somewhat ugly face, he could see the way of the Modu at a glance.

"It's pretty fierce. "Su Er is also a little painful, he is not stupid, for this kind of existence that ranks sixth in the Hundred Clans Battle Group, although he has confidence in his Giant Deer Battle Group, he is not so blind.

"What should I do?" Su Yu was a little out of breath by the march of the Demon Crossing Battle Regiment.

"Haha!" Su Er suddenly laughed loudly, "Of course it's to kill them! It's all come to this point, can we still admit it?"

Hearing Su Er's words, Su Yu clenched the weapon in his hand and grinned, "It seems that he can't!"

"That's it! Kill me!" Su Eryi took the lead, and the spear in his hand was swept by the tiger and tiger he wielded, and the energy was furious, like a torrential rain hitting the plantains, and it hit the Modu battle group like a torrential rain.

Mo Shun, who was located directly in front of the Demon Crossing Battle Regiment, showed a trace of disdain on his face, he could see that the Giant Deer Battle Group was extraordinary, but it was only extraordinary, and there were still 60,000 hundred clan troops behind their Demon Crossing Battle Group.

To tell the truth, Modu despised the 60,000 Hundred Clans on the battlefield, and he felt that these 60,000 Hundred Clans were simply wine bags and rice bags, occupying an absolute advantage in strength but not being able to handle the blood of a group of Terrans. He believed that if he let his Modu battle group go, he would definitely be able to easily deal with these blood foods.

Now he decided to make a board to show these hundred clan wastes, how the real elite kill the enemy! In the face of the attack of the giant deer war group, he did not dodge, and led the demon crossing war group to rush forward, he wanted to fight hard to completely break the backbone of the human race's blood food!

"Kill!" he shouted.

"Boom!"

"Bell!"

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The Demon Crossing War Group and the Giant Deer War Group collided together without any fancy, and for a while, weapons clashed, blood was thrown, and life passed like sand.

The two sides collided for a while, and each had its own damage, but in general, the losses of the Demon Crossing War Group were very small or even negligible, while the Giant Deer War Group suffered heavy casualties.

"Captain, you can't go on like this!" Su Er shouted to Su Er, who was in the middle of the battle, covered in blood.

Su Er picked up a demon crossing soldier to fly, took a breath, and then swept in all directions, seeing that the giant deer soldiers were dying in groups, his eyes were a little red, but his mouth muttered, "What can be done? No way! Since you have come here, let's fight to the death!"

Su Yu glanced at Su Er deeply, and laughed loudly, "Okay, captain, fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!

"Fight to the death!"

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The soldiers of the Giant Deer Warband roared along with them, and they looked like mad tigers and launched a decisive attack on the Modu Warband. But this is not of much significance, because the Demon Crossing Battle Group is too powerful than them, and even if they take out their lives, it will not have a great effect.

"Brothers, if you can't kill this group of miscellaneous people, we'll die together!" Su Er held his spear, like a god of war, swept across the Modu soldiers, his shoulder didn't know when he was slashed, this knife was deep in the bones, blood flowed, wet his armor.

At this time, Su Er was going in the direction of Mo Shun, he wanted to capture the thief and capture the king! Mo Shun saw Su Er's intentions, but he had no point in dodging at all, he took the initiative to kill Su Er, and the three halberd forks in his hand were rolling, as if there were countless yin spirits entwining and roaring, disturbing people's souls.

"Bloodfood, you are very brave, but you still want to die. Mo Shun said very indifferently to Su Er.

Su Er spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, "Dead mud horse!"

Mo Shun did not get angry, but stroked the trident fork in his hand, with his stroke, the entire space was cut like cutting tofu, and a meteor-like trident phantom came to Su Er's face in an instant, Su Er took the gun rung, but the power of this trident phantom was so fierce that it directly cut off the spear body, and then castrated unabated, cutting towards Su Er's chest.

Su Er roared angrily, his right foot slammed into the ground, and with this as the center of the circle, he turned his body frantically to get out of this terrifying trident phantom. He spun so fast that he left an afterimage, and in the end he dodged the trident phantom that Mo Shun swung out and was not hit, but his face became extremely pale.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which was caused by the upsurge of qi and blood caused by the spiritual power in his body forcibly activated, and he stared at Mo Shun with a terrifying gaze.

"Captain, are you okay?" At this time, Su Yu galloped over and stood around Su Er with a sword.

Su Er spat out the blood foam in his mouth and said angrily, "Of course I'm fine!"

"Then don't vomit blood!" Su Yu sighed, and then said with some disdain.

"Is this vomited blood?" Su Er said excitedly.

"What's that?"

"It's lonely!"

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Su Er's voice was very loud, which made Yang Ren, who had a part of his divine sense on him, a little weak, this guy actually played such an old-fashioned stalk, it was simply a shame in the joke world. But then again, Yang Ren's impression of this guy began to turn black, and before entering the arena, he had only one attitude towards a large number of warbands that were hostile to Yu Linwei, such as Julu, Youguang, and Xiaotian, and that was to press them to the ground and rub them.

He never imagined that these warbands would fall from the sky when Yulinwei was in crisis, especially Xiaotian's leading warbands, after all, the entanglement between these warbands and Yulinwei and Mu Sen was not a little bit, even if it was good if they didn't fall into the well, how could they sacrifice their lives to save each other?

But Su Er came! Under such circumstances, he came without hesitation! Even if he died, he would have no regrets! So the more he looked at Su Er now, the more pleasing he became.

Since he couldn't watch him die, Yang Ren shouted at Zhu Zhijie, who was fighting bloodily, "Zhijie, take them over!"

Zhu Zhijie was fighting with the hundred clans in a mandarin duck formation at this time, and when he heard Yang Ren's shout, he answered loudly, and then ordered ten mandarin duck squads to kill towards the position of the giant deer battle group.

Ten squads of mandarin ducks were connected, and a total of a hundred soldiers formed the shape of a sharp arrow, which was so sharp that no hundreds of clans fell in their attack. At the same time, Liu Tiande also formed a crossbowman under Yang Ren's order to provide long-range attacks for Zhu Zhijie's team.

"What are they going to do here?" When Zhu Zhijie led the team to stand out for several miles, Han Wei, Fang Zhuang, and even the hundred clans were all puzzled. With a team of 100 people to stand out, this is to break through?

But shouldn't it, how can there be only a hundred people rushing out?

After a while, both the Hundred Races and the Terran Race understood. They are going to pick up the giant deer warband! On the Terran side, in addition to admiration, there is also a strong worry. On the other hand, the Hundred Tribes laughed at Chi Guoguo, "Is the head of the Terran War Group funny?

"Like, do you really think you can do anything? They don't look at how thick the encirclement is!"

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For the taunts of the Hundred Clans, all the Terrans clenched their fists tightly, especially those who could not participate in the battle and could only watch the projections, their hands and foreheads were bruised, heavy breathing came out of their mouths, and the words 'come on' and 'rush forward' sometimes popped out of their clenched teeth.

On the other side, Su Yu helped Su Er, who was stabbed in the left arm by Moshun, looked at Zhu Zhijie and his party who were rolling in, and laughed loudly, "Captain, Yu Linwei and they are here to pick us up." ”

Su Er said angrily, "I saw it!"

"Captain, aren't you happy?"

"I'm happy with a hammer! How can a team of 100 people rush over?