"Captain Yang, let's get on!" Looking at the Tianshi clan that was surging towards such a surging like a splitting wave, Captain Han Wei of Dading asked Yang Ren for his life. He sensed the extraordinaryness of the Tianshi Battle Regiment, so he wanted to personally lead the team to meet him, at this time, Yu Linwei had already fought with the Hundred Clans, fighting life and death on the periphery, and his brain flowed to the ground, but their Dading and Qushui, Xuankou, and Weihe four battle groups were still in the rear of Yu Linwei and did not enter the battle.

Yang Ren's instructions to them were to stand by and wait for the fighters. Yang Ren did this for a reason, after all, he didn't know the true level of the four battle groups, and if Yu Linwei wanted to maintain a strong lethality, he had to rely on the power of the battle array. If you rashly let the four battle groups join and disrupt Yu Linwei's battle formation, wouldn't it be very likely that the gains outweigh the losses?

Therefore, Yang Ren planned to let Yu Linwei and the Bai clan harden first, and then wait for the chaos of the Bai Clan, or which formation collapsed, and let the four battle groups of Dading use a sharp knife to stab the waist of the Bai Clan.

But Han Wei and Fang Zhuang didn't think so, they felt that Yu Linwei took special care of them, or didn't trust them. They are holding back a lot of energy in their hearts, to prove themselves, to prove that they are also quite good men, and they are not defeated by the hundred tribes once, and then they become bears without eggs.

During the battle between Yulin Right Guard and the Hundred Clans, Han Wei and Fang Zhuang also went to find Yang Ren a few times, but they were pressed back every time. Seeing that the Tianshi clan was so brave this time, they didn't hold back their desire to fight. Don't let us participate in the war on a large scale, let us send an elite team to meet the hundred clans!

However, their wish was once again disappointed, and Yang Ren shook his head at them, "We will be enough to deal with these pheasants!"

Han Wei couldn't help but want to refute, what kind of pheasant is this, it is clearly a battle chicken! From the aura exuded from them, it can be seen that this team has always been completely composed of Jindan warriors, such a team, if it does not use the tactics of crowds, it must draw the elite of the elite. Han Wei originally planned to go out on his own, and then let Fang Zhuang and the others each draw a few good players from the war group, and then form a joint action group of four war groups to knock out this hundred clan team.

And in the expectation, knocking out this Hundred Clans team, their joint action team will have to lose at least half of its manpower, and even he may be killed in battle, after all, he is only a half-step Jindan, but this Jindan team does not have any advantage in front of it.

But such a team, which they considered to be a great enemy, was actually said by Yang Ren to be a pheasant? Have you asked our opinion?

"Captain Yang......" Han Wei finally couldn't help but speak.

Yang Ren's eyes scanned the overall situation, and he said without looking back, "What's wrong?"

"This ......"

"Boom!" A bright light and shadow like the explosion of the divine sun interrupted Han Wei's words, and he just wanted to reorganize the language when he felt someone tugging at his sleeve. He was a little puzzled, and when he looked sideways, he saw that Fang Zhuang was staring at him. He glanced at Fang Zhuang, and then followed Fang Zhuang's gaze.

This look made him gasp, and he looked at Wei Ling, Li Huairuo and others who were like the god of war, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably. He complained in his heart, this is not a chance to leave us a chance to perform!

On the battlefield, the originally mighty Tianshi team was killed by Wei Ling, Li Huairuo and his party neatly, which made the scene fall into a strange silence for a moment.

Xianye was also a little shocked at this time, he knew about the Tianshi clan, if he did it himself, even if he succeeded in killing the Tianshi clan in the end, he would pay a great price. And without Mu Sen's trouble-relieving team, it turned out to be so powerful, so it used a trick, right?

Anything that is related to Mu Sen is not easy for a person. If they can't be killed in time, who knows if it will be the second Musen?

They must die!

Xianye's complexion changed a few times, and then he gave an even colder order to Xueqiu, attacking at all costs, killing all Yu Lin Wei without leaving a single person alive.

Feeling Xianye's determination, Xueqiu didn't dare to slack off, and he directly ordered his direct battle group to attack. Blood Autumn's direct warband is a warband composed of all blood clans, they are light infantry, wearing light armor, the spear in their hands flashes with a cold light, and the crossbow arrows behind them are trembling slightly, which is the rhythm of longing to drink blood.

"Kill!"

With Blood Qiu's order, this blood clan warband slowly rushed towards Yulinwei, and the five thousand soldiers were like stepping on a drum, all their footsteps were on the same beat, and the sound of shaking their hearts made people couldn't help but tremble their spine. The soldiers of the Hundred Clans who stood in front of them consciously moved out of the way and let this god-killing team pass.

Seeing that this blood clan team was so powerful, the worry on Yang Ren's face suddenly became thick. But while the worry was thick, the command in his mouth did not stop in the slightest, "Bed crossbow!" he roared.

Some Yulin soldiers took out giant bows and crossbows from the Qiankun Ring that required the cooperation of many people to operate, and the crossbow arrows lying on the strings were as huge as an ancient tree, and if you ignore the shameless sentences engraved on the crossbow arrows, people would be easily shocked by such a murderous weapon.

"Release!" shouted one of the Yulin soldiers in charge of proofreading at the front. Then, ten huge crossbow arrows caught the howl of the broken wind and the sharpness of death, and struck towards the blood clan warband.

On the way to the cross-attack, some of the hundred clans who did not have time to dodge were directly blasted into pieces and turned into a blood mist in the sky. The speed of the giant crossbow was fast, but in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the Blood Clan.

But this Blood Clan Warband is worthy of being the elite trained by Blood Qiu himself, they form formations at the speed of flowing water, and they form dozens of defensive formations, which are connected from end to end, forming a large defensive formation. The round breath flows, like the heaviness of the earth, and it is extremely stable.

Rumble!

The giant crossbow slammed into the blood clan's defensive circle, and the ripples caused by the impact were like the waves of the sea, wantonly showing their destructive power, and the violent escape energy swept through, and some of the closest hundred clans were directly twisted into stumps and broken flesh, and spread all over the ground.

Can it be breached? The Terrans and the Hundred Races watched this collision at the same time.

Boom! Boom!

One, two...... Ten, ten giant crossbows all slammed into the Blood Clan's defensive array. The two were at a stalemate, and the dazzling light and deafening sound spread at the same time, like a scene like the end of the world.

A moment later, a sound like glass shattering sounded, and the ten giant crossbows finally broke through the defenses of the Blood Clan, piercing into their formation, and setting off a large cloud of blood mist.

But the Terran side didn't wait too long for joy to find that although the advance of these ten giant crossbows had caused some damage to this blood clan warband, it was also extremely limited. Because some of the bloods who were impaled did not die, they relied on their unique racial talents to reunite their bodies in the face of great damage. Although recondensing their bodies had caused their realm to plummet, as they swallowed some pills, their realm had climbed back at an extremely fast pace.

This is a tough battle! Whether it is the Terrans on the scene or those left-behind Terrans watching the battle through projections, this idea pops up in their hearts.

The Blood Clan Warband, which had suffered minor losses, continued to advance, and their performance gave a reassurance to many of the Hundred Clans, and the Hundred Clans suddenly gained momentum.

"Blood Autumn, this guy didn't disappoint me. Seeing that the battle situation was tilting to his side, Xianye, who had been stinking all the time, had a rare smile on his face.

"Xianxia, Shenhua, what do you think?"

But what made Xianye a little annoyed was that Xianxia and Shenhua still ignored him in such a situation. At this time, he was even more determined in his heart to wait for the battle to end and fight the two of them to report a small report.

Well, not only to fight, but also to fight severely!

This battle between the Hundred Clans and the Terrans can be described as tragic, of course, mainly because of the tragedy on the side of the Hundred Clans, after all, under the blow of Yu Linwei's long-range weapons, a large number of people have died on the side of the Hundred Clans. In the hand-to-hand combat in the back, Yu Linwei showed superb combat skills, and the hand-to-hand combat array with great lethality made the soldiers of the hundred clans complain.

So far, there has not been a single death in Yulinwei, which is not only the advantage of Yulin soldiers in the battle formation, but also a major reason for Mingguang armor. The powerful Mingguang Armor not only blocked most of the attacks for the Yulin soldiers, but also kept the Yulin Guard alive and vigorous all the time thanks to its healing function.

However, after the Blood Clan Wargroup directly under Xueqiu fought closely with Yu Linwei, Yu Linwei's zero battle damage was broken, and the connected Yulin soldiers died under the combined attack technique of the Blood Clan.

Yang Ren's eyes began to turn red, Wei Ling, Li Huairuo and them, as well as other Yulin soldiers, the ferocity in their hearts was completely aroused. After half a year of special training, they had already become an inseparable whole, they trained together, ate together, and received punishment together, they high-fived each other, and talked about how to bring down Mu Sen's evil rule, and then after being caught by Mu Sen, they encouraged each other, saying that tyranny was temporary.

Everything, the memories that were thought to be terrible, but now cherished, were struck on the hammer with the death of some of the Featherwood soldiers, like a glass full of cracks, and the feeling was heartbreaking.

Yang Ren shouted in a sad and resolute tone, "Kill!"

"Kill!" he was greeted by the roar of all the Featherwood Guards, and their erupting roar seemed to be mixed with a spewing volcano.

The right guard of Yulin broke out, and they formed the small array of mandarin ducks into a large array of mandarin ducks, and strangled them with the blood clan wargroup and other hundred clan warbands that far outnumbered them, they were no longer stingy with the use of equipment, and some big killing weapons were used by them one after another. They no longer think about the future, if they don't kill these hundred tribes, and they can't avenge the robe, they just go to the special future!