However, the rushing silver-armored soldiers did not feel sorry for themselves for long after them. After only three breaths, the silver-armored soldiers burst in front of them for a few feet.

"Meet the enemy! Today they will either die or we will die!"

"Block them! Block them!"

......

Faced with life and death, Ghost River and Blood Xiu shouted hoarsely. At that time, they could retreat while the two teams of Shishu and Shiteng were entangled with the human race, but now retreating is a rout, and a rout is ......

Die!

"Bell!" When the first clashing of weapons sounded, the brutal battle was once again in the dead wood.

"What should I do?" Shi Teng's face was no longer the original smugness, and he looked at Shi Shu with a solemn face.

Shi Shu didn't speak for a while, but looked closely at the two sides of the fierce battle at this time. After a while, Shi Shu's heart sank, and his face was gloomy and dripping. "This team is better than them. Shi Shu's eyes glanced at Liu Tiande and the others and said.

"How's that good?" said Shi Teng, with some concern. Judging from the current situation, if they are not careful, they may suffer a catastrophe.

"How is it good, wash your neck and wait, miscellaneous!" Shi Shu and Shi Teng's conversation was not small, and they were close to the Tiger Ben and Eagle Yang Circle Formation, so Liu Tiande heard it clearly, and he sneered.

"Blood Food!" Shi Teng's eyes were like bells, and the space was distorted.

But Liu Tiande doesn't eat this set at all, and he will stare at it.

"Chop!" Sun Shengnan also spoke.

Just now, when everyone was cheering for the arrival of Mu Sen and his party, the two of them did not speak, not displeased, but ashamed. Shame on the dead brothers, shame on the soldiers of Mu Sen. These are like mountains that weigh on them and make them breathless.

But this does not prevent them from going toe-for-tat with the Hundred Tribes, thousands of brothers died, and under the soaking of rivers of blood, every glance they look at each other with the Hundred Tribes, and every word they say, is full of hatred.

Just when Shi Teng, Liu Tiande, and Sun Shengnan were going toe-to-toe, the battle between Mu Sen and his party and the Ghost River and Blood Rest team had become white-hot.

Mu Sen took out the knife, the light was blazing, a large area of space was distorted, a black crack suddenly appeared, and the miasma surged, as if the world was destroyed. And Wei Ling, Li Huairuo and others were not to be outdone, they were ruthless and ruthless.

"Ya!"

"Crossbow!"

"Guns!"

Under the command of Yang Ren, Zhu Zhijie and Kui Qing, the Xiongqu Battalion, the Longxiang Battalion, and the Jiazi Squad each advanced like a tiger opening the gate, which can be called crazy. Under such a blow, the two teams of Ghost River and Xuexiu soon crumbled, and soldiers continued to fall and never get up again.

"Shi Shu, Shi Teng, if you don't come to help, or you'll all die!" Xue Xiu shouted at Shi Shu and Shi Teng after taking out a crossbow arrow stuck in his left shoulder.

Hearing Xuexiu's shout, the lion who was about to teach Liu Tiande and Sun Shengnan a lesson turned his head suddenly, and then a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "These two wastes." ”

"Even if it's waste, you can be saved. Regarding Shi Teng's evaluation, Shi Shu first nodded in agreement, and then said helplessly.

The mockery at the corner of Shi Teng's mouth curled wider, but in the end he didn't say anything. Instead, Shi Shu shouted the word 'kill' that shook the world.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Under Shi Shu's orders, and Shi Shu and Shi Teng's examples, their team began to charge towards Mu Sen and his party, and the swamp trembled and surged like a spring.

"If we don't defeat these Terrans, we won't want to get out of the miasma swamp alive. Brothers, if you want to live, kill me!"

"Whoever fights bravely to kill the enemy, when he returns to the army, I will reward him with various resources such as pills and exercises. ”

......

or moved with emotion, or with metaphorical benefits, the four leaders of the hundred tribes, Shi Shu, Shi Teng, Ghost River, and Xuexiu, killed the enemy while speaking a thousand words. However, many times, the soldiers at the bottom ate this set, and with their various incentives and promises, the morale of the hundred tribes was actually high.

"Captain, aren't we going to help?" Seeing that the four teams of the Hundred Clans were entangled with Xiong Qu, Long Xiang, and Jiazi, a tiger soldier said to Liu Tiande.

"Yes, Captain, we're going to stab them in the back now, and they're going to be in a mess. Another Eagle Yang soldier spoke.

In this regard, Liu Tiande and Sun Shengnan could only smile bitterly. They wanted to go to support, but judging from the current situation of everyone, if they attacked rashly, it would be like sending them to death, and it would even cause trouble to Mu Sen and them.

"Stay honest with me, don't make a mess, hurry up and adjust your breath, how much can you recover. Liu Tiande waved his hand and said to everyone. Sun Shengnan also glared.

Under the orders of the two captains, some soldiers, although a little unwilling, had no choice but to start exercising to heal their wounds. Seeing that everyone was no longer noisy, Liu Tiande and Sun Shengnan turned their attention to the battlefield again.

All kinds of spiritual power flickered, like colorful neon, but unlike neon, these spiritual powers were full of lethality. Blood was constantly spilling into the sky, like a fountain gushing out. There were also stumps flying sideways, terrible wails pervasive, swamps exploding, and countless silt splashing like raindrops.

Although the number of the four hundred clan teams was much higher than that of Mu Sen and his party, they did not show a devastating posture, but under the joint impact of Xiong Qu, Long Xiang, and Jiazi, they were defeated.

Time flows slowly like sand. When the Bai Clan and Mu Sen and his party fought to a stick of incense, there was another sound of breaking wind in the miasma swamp, but at this time, neither Mu Sen and his party nor the Bai Clan team had the energy to pay attention. With victory or defeat imminent, how can you care about anything else?

At this time, three silver arrows were interspersed back and forth, dividing the team of the hundred tribes into small pieces, crossbow arrows flying together, spears like a forest, and every step was a killing machine. But the Hundred Clans are not to be outdone, and now, they still have a way out? Under the threat of death, many Hundred Clans even began to burn Shouyuan and fought a bloody battle with Mu Sen and his party.

"Silver clothes and silver armor are rampant in the world. Looking at the battle situation in front of him, Bai Yan said this sentence again. Ever since he first met Tiger Ben and Eagle Yang, his cognition of the low-level martial arts clan has been constantly refreshing. In his impression, many low-level martial arts warbands were nothing more than reserves, even cannon fodder. But now it seems that low-level warbands like Tiger Ben and Eagle Yang are simply a force that can influence the tide of battle.

"Let's go help the field!" This time Bai Yan did not hesitate, in his opinion, although the hundred clans are still waiting for support, but in fact, the defeat is decided,

Bai Yan turned his head and looked at everyone, and when his gaze swept to Shui Ning'er, he frowned, "Ning'er, are you okay?"