As soon as Yang Ren's words fell, an overwhelming array of arrows roared.

"Crazy!" the leader of the red-armored team, who had just been calm, suddenly changed his complexion, and then he shouted hoarsely, "Get out of the way!"

Under his orders, many red-armored soldiers scattered and ran towards places where the rain of arrows could not be covered. Everyone embraced each other, huddled into a mess, and mixed.

Yang Ren disdainful, such a team dared to block the way of Xiong Quying, who gave them the courage?

"Enter!" Yang Ren didn't even look at the result of this wave of arrow rain, so he led the team to rush forward.

The Xiongqu camp was like wind and lightning, but in an instant, it burst into the team of the red armor, and immediately wailed, and those red armor soldiers had no power to fight back, and were knocked to the ground by the cooperative Xiongqu soldiers like chopping melons and vegetables.

A moment later.

"Break the formation. "There are warriors murmuring. Some of the warriors present had seen Xiong Qu Camp make a move, and some had not seen Xiong Qu Camp make a move. But at this time, they were all impressed by the demeanor of Xiong Quying.

"It's devastating......"

"In a moment, in just a moment, this team with bright armor was completely defeated!"

"And that's not the most critical thing, the most important thing is that their military strength ratio is three to one. ”

......

The many warriors were completely boiling, they talked a lot, and then cast their eyes in awe on the Xiongqu camp that broke through the formation. The two sides are pitted against each other, one side bears the glory of victory, while the other side can only accept the shame of defeat.

Countless red-armored warriors lay on the ground wailing, blood flowing, and there were bursts of grief. But the strange thing is that none of these red-armored warriors died, and the worst ones were only seriously injured.

"Look at the arrows. "There are warriors who are surprised.

Following the warrior's gaze, everyone fixed their eyes on the arrows that had been left all over the ground. What kind of arrow is this? It is clear whether it is a pile of dead branches, or the kind of dead branches that have not been carved and polished.

Silence in all directions.

Many warriors looked at each other, not knowing what to say. The 3,000-strong red-armored team was frightened by the dead branches shot by the Xiongqu camp, and then a single charge was completely crushed. Should this mean that they are too wasteful, or are Xiong Qu too perverted? Or both?

In the end, a warrior whispered, breaking the silence, "Captain Yang, this is a mercy to his subordinates." ”

Many warriors nodded, indeed, if it weren't for Yang Ren's mercy, this red-armored team would have been strewn all over the field, and I don't know how many people would have to return it.

"Hasn't anyone recognized the origin of this red-armored team yet?"

"Nope. ”

"It's strange, could this red-armored team jump out of a crack in the stone?"

......

Many martial artists were still talking, but Yang Ren couldn't hear it anymore. After defeating the Red Armor team, the Xiong Qu Battalion plunged into the miasma swamp without stopping for the slightest, and like the routine used by the Long Xiang Battalion, they also divided into many small groups, tossing and jumping in the swamp at an extremely fast speed.

"Young City Lord, aren't we going in yet?" the purple-robed warrior's subordinate asked again.

"Don't worry, although the supporting roles of this drama have been gathered, the protagonist has not yet arrived. The purple-gold robed warrior said lightly, and then his eyes were suddenly as sharp as an eagle falcon, and he looked at the red-armored team that was wailing all over the ground, "Bring Pan Wang to me, I want to see what kind of fame he is doing!"

"Yes, Young City Lord. ”

......

On the other side, Bai Yan whispered, "It's time for the show, let's go." ”

When the wind broke through, the figures of Bai Yan and the others were like ghosts, pulling out faint phantoms in the air, and then disappeared into the miasma swamp.

"They're in!"

How dazzling are Bai Yan's people? They are like golden crows standing on the earth, and their every move is watched by everyone. So when they entered the miasma swamp, many warriors became noisy again.

"Does anyone know any of them?"

"I know two of them, one is Zong Lei and the other is Xuanxi, both of whom are masters of the Zhutian List. ”

"Hey! It's actually a master of the Zhutian List!"

"Aren't the three people who are with them also extraordinary?!"

"Of course, you can see it from their momentum alone. And how can I vaguely have a feeling that among the five people, Zong Lei and Xuanxi are only at the bottom. ”

"It can't be, right?"

......

Everyone was hotly discussed, one by one, like a long-tongued woman possessed, talking about something that was not there. Until a cold snort sounded.

"Instead of arguing here without objection, think about how to get into the miasma swamp!"

The owner of this cold snort was a muscular young man with a dark iron rod, and at this time, his bright eyes were full of disdain, and his gaze was horizontal, he was just the cultivation of the pinnacle of foundation building, and he actually showed the taste of a peerless master.

The crowd was silent, and there was a sudden silence.

The disdain in the muscular boy's eyes was heavier, "Hehe......" he pursed the corners of his mouth.

Finally, a warrior finally reacted, his face turned red, and he became angry, "How do you know that we didn't think about it?"

The muscular boy looked at where the voice came from, then shook his head slightly, and then spread his wings like a wild goose, and rushed towards the miasma swamp.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" said a warrior coldly.

"It's just a small foundation building period, and I dare to do this, and I really think of myself as a character. ”

"It's just a matter of tongue!"

......

After the annoyance and anger, it is often cold and chilling. Many warriors expressed their disdain for the muscular boy, but continued to fall into heated arguments with peace of mind.

"Where did you just say?"

"Who are the three people around Zong Lei and Xuanxi. ”

"Oh, yes, yes. I think these three people ......."

......

You see, this is how the world is. Some of the people who shout slogans loudly are often the ones who are most likely to back down. They can always give themselves an excuse to put their actions in a high-sounding way. But......

"Phew!" a warrior spat out a mouthful of phlegm.

"Brothers, let's go! don't let these cowards be together!" the spitting warrior shouted as he drew his blade.

"No!" there was a voice that answered in unison, which could pierce the sun and the moon. However, there was a whistling sound. The spitting warrior rushed towards the miasma swamp with a dozen brothers in a fearless manner.

"They're looking for ...... too"

Another warrior was angry and ready to bury them, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a series of breaking winds. Warriors are constantly rushing into the miasma swamp, like dumplings rolling down a pot.

"They, they ......," the annoyed warrior quivered as he wanted to say something. But at last he hung his head in a dejected voice, and said in an inaudible voice, "They are so brave. ”

Originally, most of the martial artists who were talking loudly fell silent, and only some of them were still chattering, without the slightest fluctuation on their faces. "We're just preparing for everything, and the courage of the puppet is unsustainable, and in the end it's up to us. ”

"That's right, I've already sent a message to my senior brothers and sisters, they have a lot of antidote pills, waiting for them to arrive. We're going to kill the Miasma Swamp and fight the damned hundreds. ”

......

"Whew!"

"Whew!

......

The sound of breaking wind became more and more dense, and the warriors who had been densely packed around the swamp gradually thinned out. Although this world is full of people with mouths, there are not a few brave warriors. Most warriors have not forgotten what they came here for.

Kill all the tribes and rescue the tiger and the eagle.

"Kill me! Leave no one behind!" The Long Xiang camp, which entered the miasma swamp first, encountered a small group of the Hundred Clans not long after. So what else is there to say?

When the Terran tribes met, they were very red-eyed. A thousand words are reduced to one word.

Kill!

The scattered spiritual power lifted the sludge of the swamp and exploded into countless drops, like rain. The sound of the clash of blades was like the thunder of the wilderness, mighty and grand. Blood was spilled, wails were pervasive, and the brutality of the battle was vividly displayed at this moment. However, judging from the fight, the Bai clan seems to be a little caught off guard, and many Bai clans are still mixed with disbelief before they die.

The skirmish soon ended, and the corpses of the Hundred Clans fell strewn across the swamp, then slowly engulfed in the mire until they vanished completely. Zhu Zhijie's eyes froze, "It seems that Tiande and Sheng Nan are not idle." ”

"yes. ”

"The rabbit bites when it's in a hurry, not to mention the dragons like Tiande and Sheng Nan who grow one-horns?"

......

Several old men of the Baicui Nine Team standing on Yang Ren's left and right said. These hundred tribes I just met were obviously not in a good state, as if they were extremely tired. When the two armies met, they couldn't react except in shock.

"Push ahead!" Zhu Zhijie said.

"Yes. The crowd gave up, and then the order was passed down layer by layer. Then the squads of the Longxiang Battalion, which were already extremely fast, actually accelerated again.

At the same time as Zhu Zhijie's order accelerated, Yang Ren was also shouting peace. "Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

......

The crossing of the Xiongqu camp was like a hurricane, and everything that stood in his way was crushed, leaving no trace.

After half a cup of tea, the Xiongqu battalion encountered the first wave of enemies. This is a group of well-equipped horned troops, but their state is a little sluggish, like frosted eggplants, and the fighting spirit is not obvious.

At this time, Jiao Qiu looked at the silver armor team in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Damn, why am I so unlucky?"

Yes, this Jiao Clan team is the remnants of the cathode led by Jiao Qiu, after entering the miasma swamp, because many places in the swamp are not suitable for the march of the army, so the Hundred Clans Alliance Army had to be split to form a small team. However, this will greatly increase the number of casualties under the elusive blows of the Terrans. But it's better than being stuck in a swamp and not being able to make an inch, or being wiped out by a natural swamp trap.

Isn't it?

Be. Even Jiaoqiu, who had been frightened by the Tiger Camp and the Eagle Yang Regiment, had nothing to say. As a result, the coalition army of the hundred tribes advanced in a group of 300 and spread the net forward.

But before leaving, Jiaoqiu took a hand. He didn't separate the remnants of the cathode under his command, but took them all with him. More than 500 remnants of the cathode were mighty, and at first glance there were many people. But......