Mu Sen took out the knife, like a sword qi swept in all directions, and hundreds of clans continued to fall, and blood splashed very high.

Wei Ling shot arrows, and the cyan traces were like a hurricane that swept through the nine days, and everywhere he went, the air roared and was full of brilliance. All the tribes who were hit by sharp arrows were shattered by their flesh and blood, like rain and snow.

Leng Nan Huaiyun plucked the strings, and the breath of slaughter permeated the four fields, just like the arrival of late autumn, all the plants and trees in the valley quickly withered and turned into flying ashes.

Wang Jianluoquan Zhenshan River......

Li Huairuo's sword breaks through the sky......

Zhang Zhen, Li Fatzi, Zhao Tianshun, Yu Luan, Fang Wu...... Everyone is doing their best, spiritual power is like a volcano erupting, and killing intent is like a terrifying wave crashing on the shore.

Never die!

"Kill!" the Golden Ou clan roared.

"Kill!" Wei Wen and his party roared.

......

When the human race and the hundred races meet in a narrow way, how can there be mercy at all? Only blood and death can end everything. Either you die or I die!

Mu Sen and his entourage are like bamboos, constantly attacking the hundred tribes. The arrows of the Jiazi class are like not asking for money, covering the sky and the sun, and each round takes countless lives. But that's not enough!

"Throw!"

Man Yangze's eyes were red, the star-dotting axe in his hand was full of blood, and the surging ferocious aura gushed out from his body.

Dozens of thunderbolts fell like hailstones, smashing into the dense 100 groups one after another, and the deafening sound resounded throughout the four fields, and the ripples like waves were layered one after another, filling the entire valley.

"Ah!" the hundred tribes let out a terrible wail. Blood splattered, severed limbs flew sideways, and the tragic aura was like a storm.

"It's so fierce!" Lin Xuan whispered.

"It's so fierce!" Wei Wen whispered.

They are now completely enlightened by the perversion of the Jiazi class, not to mention their heart-wrenching cooperation, their weapons and equipment alone are enough to make people feel emboldened. They pushed forward layer by layer, bows and arrows opened the way, spears pressed the formation, and when they encountered difficult problems, they broke the crossbow and greeted, and those dense hundred tribes let the thunderbolts succeed.

Also, is this really a student team? Breaking crossbows, thunderbolts...... Aren't these weapons unique to the elite warbands?

Don't want to live.

"Fight with these bloody foods! Otherwise, we won't be able to escape!"

"Fight! Don't run away!"

......

After being beaten by Mu Sen and his party in a violent storm, more and more hundred clans came back to their senses. The original psychology of the immortal poor Dao friend was completely shattered under the attack of the strong bow and crossbow of the Jiazi class. Those hundred clans who fled were pierced by arrows one after another, and they fell down with a bang, and only a few of them jumped out of the attack circle of the Jiazi class. So, fight!

"They just don't want to live!" Seeing that there were still some hundred clans planning to turn the tide, the cold light in Lin Xuan and Wei Wen's eyes brightened at the same time. We say don't want to live just amazement, and you ......

I really don't want to live!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Lin Xuan and Wei Wen roared at the same time, each of them leading their brothers to rush forward to kill, the two teams were like two arrows exuding endless edges, rampant and invincible.

"Kill, only one side of both sides can get out alive!"

"If we don't kill these people, we'll all die!"

......

The fighting spirit on the side of the hundred clans finally recovered, and they exuded desperate ferocity in their cornered bodies. If you fight against the water, then there is no enemy and no self!

"There is no enemy and no self!" Mu Sen shouted. Then Li Huairuo and the others quickly threw out the thunderbolt in their hands, Leng Nan Huaiyun stroked the qin, and the charming voice scattered. At the moment when the hundred tribes were stunned, the thunderbolt exploded, and the defenseless hundred tribes were like mud, shattering into countless small pieces.

Looking at the sky, there is still this operation?!

"Kill them!" This kind of operation, which is obviously a BUG, is obviously taken extra care by the Bai Clan, and there are constantly red-eyed Bai Clans pouring in to kill this group of cheating blood food.

And then......

"Whew!"

"Ding!"

......

The former is the roar of a thunderbolt, and the latter is the sound of the Nine Shadows and Blue Falling Songs. The hundred tribes that rushed up were once again blown up to the east and west, north and south, and the light, blood, and wailing ...... The various elements are intertwined to form a term called 'battlefield'.

Go to pieces!

After three successive such devastations, the crimson in the eyes of the hundred clans finally gradually dissipated, and fear filled their chests again. it, this really can't be beaten, it's like death!

"Don't be afraid, keep rushing!" There is a hundred clans Jin Dan who survived under the blow of the broken general's crossbow roared, this is a blood clan Jin Dan, a blood-red robe is gorgeous, but the bewitching face is full of hideousness at this time, the long sword in his hand is ringing, and the fierce aura is overwhelming.

"Whoosh!" the void exploded, and the river roared. Three broken crossbows crossed time and space, suddenly appearing in front of the blood clan Jindan.

The eyes of the blood clan Jin Dan were cold, and the chill spread, and he waved his long sword, cutting the air into traces, the heavens and the earth roared, and the marks were immeasurable.

But what's the point?

After barely blocking the two broken crossbows, this blood clan Jin Dan was penetrated through the chest by the four broken crossbows, and the immeasurable blood was spilled, staining the air around him red.

"Aren't there only three?" The light in the eyes of the Blood Clan's Jin Dan gradually dimmed, like a candle flame extinguished, and the light was gone.

"Phew, of course we have to take extra care of the sacrificial wine. There was a whisper from the students who had fired the crossbow.

"Boom!"

The corpse of the Blood Clan Jin Dan fell with a bang, smashing the ground into a deep ravine, the sound was dull, and the smoke and dust were filled.

"Run!"

"They're the devil!"

......

Even if it is a backwater, there is a psychological bottom line. Do you know how it feels to watch your comrades fall one by one, while the enemy is unscathed?

Despair, despair that cannot be described in words.

"We can't kill them at all, we're sending them to death!"

"I want to go home, I don't want to die here!"

......

The Hundred Clans not only broke through the defenses of Mu Sen and the others, they couldn't even help the Jin'ou Clan and Wei Wen and his party. It's not that the Jin'ou clan and Wei Wen and his party are powerful, but whenever the hundred clans are about to kill them, the arrows that cover the sky and the sun will roar.

Well, they are the ones who have artillery support.

The hundred tribes who had been clamoring for a counterattack also stopped talking, they knew that the defeat was decided. The equipment of this group of Terrans is so good that it is desperately good. Non-Hundred Clans are invincible!

When the barely erected backbone of the hundred tribes was broken again, the rout became a matter of course. The rest of the tribes were like headless flies, and no matter what the chances of escaping, they frantically fled out of the valley.

No, they know how good the odds are of escaping, better than staying behind!

Looking at the hundred tribes that were completely in chaos, Mu Sen's arrogance spontaneously emerged, look, the hundred tribes are not enough. "Brothers, chase the dead and chase the north, and destroy this dynasty!"

Destroy this morning food, and destroy them to eat. So......

"Brothers, how about this dish?" Mu Sen gnawed on an unknown beast leg, his mouth full of oil.

"It's delicious, produced by Komori, it must be a high-quality product!"

"Well, the food made by the wooden sacrificial wine is simply a delicacy in the world, and we will continue to visit the Luoyang shop in the future. ”

......

It's a feast of good food and a carnival after a big win. Under the devastation of Mu Sen and his party, the hundred clans were completely defeated without surprise. Except for a very lucky few, all of them remained in this unknown valley forever.

"I propose that everyone toast a glass of wood wine. Wei Wen raised his glass, his face full of sincerity.

"That's right, the wood sacrificial wine. Lin Pinghe responded and also picked up his wine glass.

The greatest credit of this battle is the Jiazi class, whose endless methods not only caused heavy losses to the hundred tribes, but also continued to support friendly forces. In such a fierce war, the Jinou team and Wei Wen and his party did not reduce their personnel, which was unimaginable before. But now it's a real reality.

Jiazi class, fierce.

However, the fierceness of the Jiazi class also has a reason, after all, Mu Sen and the others are simply not human. The moves they used could simply slaughter gods and destroy immortals, and the power was endless, and the hundred clans in the Enlightenment Period had no power to resist at all under their joint efforts. Chopping melons and vegetables, like a bamboo...... A group of demons.

Especially the wooden sacrificial wine, the long knife is like the sickle of death, rampant and unstoppable.

Chang'an knife, what a Chang'an knife!

......

"Wood Sacrifice Wine!"

"Wood Sacrifice Wine!"

......

Under the leadership of Wei Wen and Lin Yan, their brothers also raised their glasses, one by one with admiration. It is said that it is better to see than to hear, no matter how much wind and rain Mu Sen did in the past, they would laugh it off, and only talk about it after cooking. But after this battle in the valley, their reverence for Mu Sen has sprung up like mushrooms after rain, growing vigorously and rising step by step.

Oh my God, this is a monster who can train out of the Jiazi class!

"It is everyone's credit to be able to destroy these hundred tribes. Everyone!" Surrounded by a group of people to toast, although Mu Sen was very thick-skinned, he was still a little embarrassed, so he also picked up his wine glass and returned to everyone.

"Drink to win!"

......

The atmosphere in the valley is warm and harmonious. Belch...... It seems that harmony cannot be said either. After all, it is a little embarrassing to hold a dinner party in the sea of corpses and blood.

The corpses of the hundred tribes that were slaughtered by everyone were scattered across the entire valley, with severed arms and limbs, blood and flesh, pungent gunpowder smoke and vomiting blood at the same time, and the entire valley was a huge Shura field at this time.

"Since they call us Shura, then we can't live up to their deep friendship. After drinking the peach blossom stuff, Mu Sen filled a large piece of barbecue into his mouth and said vaguely.

"What is the purpose of our coming out this time?" Swallowing the barbecue meat in his mouth with difficulty, Mu Sen said to Lin Yan, Wei Wen and the others.

......

"The purpose of our coming out is, of course, to sweep away the hundred tribes and make immortal feats. A strong man with a strong cheek said with great vigor and high spirits.

"But ......"

'But' is a turning point, which usually has the effect of gasping for air.

"But that's a terrible thing. The bearded man's face suddenly became depressed, as if it were a sunny day turning cloudy.

"Alas, Brother Ping, God knows that the Longxiang camp is so fierce! they are simply a bunch of butchers!"

"I don't know how Zhu Zhijie trained his soldiers? Did you see them when they rushed into battle? It was like a flash flood and the waves swept away. The group of hundreds of tribes had no power to resist, and they were knocked to the ground. ”

"Why, I don't know if you've noticed the casualties in the Long Xiang Battalion?"

"How much?"

"Zero! in a hundred-man battle. The battle damage of the Long Xiang battalion turned out to be zero!"

"Is this really their first time on the battlefield?"

......

There are about 30 warriors led by Gan Ping, and most of them are built to build a foundation. Their faces were complicated at this time, with both awe, resentment, and a trace of helplessness. These emotions brewed in the air, directly forming the three big characters of 'I don't want to live'.

"I don't want to live! I originally wanted to help the Longxiang battalion, and by the way, I wanted to make some war achievements. But ......" the strong man with the cheeks, that is, Gan Ping, spoke in a bleak tone, like a bullied little daughter-in-law, "They don't even leave soup!"

"That's it, a charge will throw their equal number of hundreds of clans into pieces, damn chicken, this doesn't give us any chance to perform. ”

"Alas, stay away from Long Xiang and cherish life. ”

"It's just, we can't afford to provoke, we can't hide. Since we can't even drink the soup with them, we have to find another way. ”

"But then again, we've been away from the Longxiang camp for so long, why haven't we met the Hundred Clans yet?"

"God knows. But it's better for me to see one quickly, the fire in my heart is almost unquenchable......"

......

"Alas. Looking at his brother, Gan Ping sighed. Why is it so difficult these days? They are the escort of a merchant group, and their business has been temporarily halted due to the fact that the Terran War Alliance wants to do something big. But dozens of people can't just be idle, right?

So as soon as they were combined, they simply responded to the call of the Terran War Alliance and went to find the bad luck of the hundred races. In their opinion, they licked blood from the knife edge countless times, ran rampant in the wilderness, cooperated with each other tacitly, and had good combat power. This hunt will definitely be stronger than most of the martial artists, and they will be able to return with a full load.

Return to a hammer!

Gan Ping wanted to cry without tears, and after leaving Qingyang City, they were lucky to find a temporary stronghold of the Bai clans, which contained about two hundred hundred people. At that time, Gan Ping's adrenaline was rushing with excitement, and he felt that their spring was coming. Although they can't nibble down this team of the Hundred Clans with their own strength, they can use the Great Summoning Technique. Moreover, even if they were to share this hundred clan team equally with other friendly forces, they would definitely gain a lot.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven. Just as he was about to call for help, the Long Xiang camp roared in. And then......

And then there was no such thing. The Longxiang battalion divided more than 200 soldiers, dressed in silver and silver armor, to attack this team of hundreds of tribes. The whole process couldn't bear to look at it directly, the autumn wind swept away the leaves, the summer turned snowy, and more than 200 hundred tribes had no power to resist, and they were scattered and wiped out by the Long Xiang camp.

How do you let us get a piece of the pie......

I can't think about it, and the more I think about it, the more heartache I feel. Gan Ping touched his little heart, his face full of sadness.

"Don't make any noise, stay vigilant, the hundred tribes have always been elusive, cheer me up. After worrying for a while, seeing that his brothers had not meant to stop, Gan Ping had no choice but to speak.

There is no way, life has to go on.

"Brother Ping, I would like to have a hundred clans out of the gods and ghosts in front of me......" A warrior said helplessly. "But are they all dead?"

"Yes, are you all dead?" another warrior shouted sadly, they had come out of the city to kill all sides, not to enjoy the scenery. Moreover, this shabby place has a hairy landscape to enjoy......

......

These were three leonins, with sturdy bodies and protruding fangs, and a fierce aura burst out from their bodies, stirring up waves of ripples in the air.

"Boss, how far is it?"

"I don't know, but we must not stop, those Terrans are really terrifying. ”

"It's just that my heart is still beating. When did the Terrans become so fierce? Most of them are just in the foundation building period!"

......

Their conversation like a lost dog is insulting to their appearance, but if you look closely at their eyes, you can see what they really are at this time. It's haste, it's fear......

......

"There's movement!" Gan Ping, who was about to wrestle with his brothers, suddenly moved his ears, and then he shouted in a low voice.

With his voice, more than thirty warriors all held their breath, their blades were hidden, and their spiritual power was lurking, and they were like a group of loose sheep that suddenly turned into hunting wolves.

The speed of the three lion clans is very fast, and the ancient trees and vines, mountains and rocks and streams can't stop them for half a point, "If we can completely escape this time, let's go find a place to hide, as for the bloody human race, whoever wants to go will go!"

"yes, I don't want to get involved anymore. It's best to be alive!"

"I ......"

The three leonins flew side by side, constantly communicating with each other in the rapid sound of breaking wind, planning the road behind. But at this moment, a lion suddenly fell silent.

"Why don't you speak, third?" asked a leonin.

"Boss, we can't live......" The leo clan's voice was a little trembling, and his teeth chattered.

"Why?"

......

"It's the lion, kill them!"

......

Looking at the three lions who were nailed to the ground, Gan Ping had a satisfied look on his face. Maji, it's finally open. Although these three lions are a bit scum, they are better than those who have no record at all. It's the valley they call the devil...... What does messy mean?

"Brother Ping, why is the lion clan so weak?" a martial artist asked curiously, wiping the blood from the blade.

"Yes, Brother Ping, is this really the lion clan of the Enlightenment Period, how do you feel that you are not as good as our foundation building warriors!"

"Has the lion clan already declined?Raiding the hinterland of the human race, actually sending such a thing?!"

......

Seeing that someone was asking, other martial artists also clamored, and they really felt incredible. The first reaction of the three leonions when they encountered them was to make a swing, then turn around and run. When they caught up with them, they were timid in battle, completely devoid of the ferocity and tenacity of the legendary leonon.

"Don't you find that they have lost their courage?" said Gan Ping, and said this, he said to the valley and the devil in the mouth of the lion people...... More interested.

When Brother Ping said this, I also remembered it. There was a twinkle of fear in the eyes of these three leonins, but what could scare them like this?"

"The Valley, the Devil's ......"