"Captain ......"

"Huh?"

"They really flew!"

Hearing Su Yu's slightly shocked words, Su Er raised his head suddenly, his pupils seemed to have been violently stimulated, and they suddenly became very large. In fact, he was really stimulated, that is, the hundred Yulin soldiers led by Zhu Zhijie really flew.

"How can they fly?" Su Er muttered, full of puzzlement. He can sense the cultivation of Zhu Zhijie and his party, when will the foundation be able to fly into the sky?

Although the foundation builder can leap several zhang or even dozens of zhang in one leap, and can also use the power of the rebound to eject far away, this is completely different from flying. That's why he was so surprised to see Yu Linwei flying, he felt that he might have practiced fake martial arts for decades.

Through the divine consciousness that was exuded, Zhu Zhijie sensed the surprise of Su Er and a group of giant deer soldiers, and he said lightly in his heart, the basic operation, what a fuss. As long as you have money in this world, you can do whatever you want.

Putting the facts to reason, Mingguang Armor can not only fly, but also dive! Can also escape to the ground! Can also split mountains! Can also sing songs! Oh, this song is a song that Mu Sen recorded for the Yulin soldiers to be nervous when they go to the battlefield.

Just ask you 6 or not?!Just ask you if you are intimate?!

Yu Linwei's sudden flight made the hundred clans fall into a circle for a moment, everyone is mixed at the same level, you are not very happy to be hung up suddenly, right?

Xianye was habitually angry again, "They can fly! They can fly! They can fly!" I don't know if he knows important things and says this law three times, and he is really dizzy, his eyes are red, as if he was bullied by a few big men in the corner.

Xianxia and Shenhua stayed away from him, for fear that he would bite people. Xianxia and Shenhua also understood him a little when they were away from Xianye. Yu Linwei is a demon! Obviously, he can escape with the help of his ability to fly, but now he is fighting to the death here, what does this mean? Do you look down on tens of thousands of tribes? Or do you want to be angry for your ridiculous compatriots?

But either way, it stung Xianye's heart. I thought it was a sure thing to win, and even the ace elite in my hand was sprinkled, but it was flashed by Yu Linwei. Shem's old aches!

"Moshun, kill them for me! Kill them!" Xianye seemed to be really stunned, and shouted three times in a row.

Hearing Xianye's shout, Mo Shun nodded respectfully at Xianye, and then looked at Zhu Zhijie's team that was attacking. There was a gleam in his eyes, for such an enemy was interesting.

"Since I want to accompany these Terran warbands for the funeral, then I will fulfill you!" he whispered, and then with a finger of the trident in his hand, many soldiers of the Modu Wargroup suddenly changed direction, no longer entangled with the Julu Warband, but killed Zhu Zhijie and his party.

"These fools! are so stupid!" When Zhu Zhijie and his party flew up, Han Wei and the others muttered, but after a few words, the corners of their eyes were a little moist.

The same is true of the Terran warriors who stayed in the camp, the corners of their eyes moistened, "This is the real Terran warband!"

"Yu Linwei is a group of masters! if they can come back alive, I will definitely have a drink with them!"

"Originally, our Luoxia War Group wanted to say goodbye to Yulinwei, but now our Luoxia Wargroup unilaterally announced that it will become the iron porcelain of Yulinwei, and whoever embarrass Yulinwei will embarrass our Luoxia Wargroup!"

"The same is true of my Qiushui Clan! unilaterally announced that I would become an iron porcelain with Yu Linwei!"

......

When Yu Linwei gave up the chance to escape, he would rather die in battle than abandon his companions, and the moving became the main theme of the Terran soldiers. In a way, Yu Linwei and Dading, Qushui and other war groups are not alliances that have been established a long time ago, and the current siege battle is not related to the overall situation. Therefore, Yu Linwei retreated when he saw that he could not do anything, and he would not be criticized.

But Yu Linwei didn't choose like this, they chose to fight to the death, they chose to fight to the death! A wargroup that can do this, no matter how bad its reputation is, and no matter how deep the person in charge is, if it is to enter the battlefield, it is the partner choice that many warbands are vying for. Everyone wants the wargroup that partners with them to be a wargroup that can block knives for themselves, and no matter how dangerous the battle situation is, they can trust each other with life and death.

"I want to be friends with Yu Linwei!" Looking at Zhu Zhijie and his party, who were getting closer and closer to him, Su Er grinned.

"What should Su Mu Gongzi do?" asked Su Yu.

"Let him die. Su Er said very casually.

Su Yu didn't refute Su Er, but echoed, "Then let him die!"

As the Moshun Battle Group turned around and killed Zhu Zhijie and his party, the pressure on the Julu War Group suddenly lightened. Su Er waved the spear in his hand, and suddenly returned to his previous feeling of killing all sides. So he got excited, and shouted at his throat, "Brothers, kill me!"

Su Er's self-confidence really drove the morale of the giant deer battle group to rise, and they shouted inexplicable slogans to kill the demon crossing war group that was withdrawing.

Zhu Zhijie looked at Su Er and the Julu Battle Group and nodded with satisfaction, and then his face began to become serious, Moshun and the Modu War Group put a lot of pressure on him, he felt that if it weren't for the protection of Mingguang Armor and the fierce fight of real swords and guns, they would be wiped out if they could cause a quarter of the losses to Modu at most.

It is worthy of being the sixth-ranked battle group of the 100 clans!

But that's going to have to be reckless!

"Reckless wave!" Zhu Zhijie paused in the air, and the hundred feathers behind him were also still at the same time, as if they had pressed the pause button at the same time, so timely and so neat.

These hundred Yulin Lang all took out their bows and crossbow javelins from the Qiankun ring, and the cold aura emitted by the bows and crossbow javelins made the surrounding air feel like entering the middle of winter.

"Hit!" Zhu Zhijie held a giant crossbow much larger than his body, and he struggled to open the crossbow arrow, his face flushed.

With his angry shout, the qi that he had accumulated in his chest suddenly relaxed, and at the same time, an elite piercing voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the giant crossbow he operated pulled out a rolling tail of qi like a white rainbow through the sun, shooting out towards the position of the Moshun battle group. Behind it were hundreds of arrows and javelins, and they all pulled out waves of qi, and the power shook the world!

In the face of the attacking arrows and javelins, Moshun could not be indifferent. Although they are elites, their true cultivation is not much higher than that of Yu Lin Wei, and they are still in the range of the mid-level field. And Yu Linwei's arrows and javelins can even be destroyed by Jin Dan, they don't have the strength to hard-connect.

"Spread out!" shouted Moshun.

Before Mo Shun's words fell, the Demon Crossing Battle Group was like a group of frightened rabbits, scattering in all directions. Although the routes they spread out seemed to be unorganized, if you looked closely, you would find that the trajectories they pulled out when they spread out were actually intertwined with each other, and after these qi machines were entangled to a certain extent, they actually affected the spatial airflow. Many of the arrows that should have hit them were off course!

Seeing this, Zhu Zhijie's face was solemn, and he once again confirmed that the Demon Crossing Battle Group was indeed a strong enemy! There were not many mid-level battle groups that could dodge Yu Linwei's arrows and javelins so easily.

At the same time, he was thinking again, the mid-level war group temporarily formed by the Demon Crossing War Group was all powerful like this, so what should it look like in itself? Is it a change of color in the heavens and the earth, and the sun and the moon are gone?

But this did not cause any psychological pressure on Zhu Zhijie, and his fighting spirit became more and more high-spirited. The stronger the enemy, the higher the thrill of trampling the enemy under your feet.

This conclusion comes from Lu Te's everything I said.

Seeing that the Moshun War Group cracked Yu Linwei's attack so casually, there was a burst of cheers on the side of the Hundred Clans, while there was a gloom on the Terran side.

At this moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded. The Hundred Tribes and the Terrans were shocked at the same time, not knowing what was happening. But moments later, the wails from the Modu Warband made them understand what had happened. Those arrows and javelins that were stirred to the ground by the Demon Crossing Wargroup actually exploded with a bang!

Many Modu soldiers were blown up before they had time to hide, the billowing smoke and dust waves were dyed red by blood, and the broken black armor hit in all directions, and some of the Modu soldiers who were not injured were also injured, and those who were lucky enough to have their brains shattered and their chests were torn.

When the Modu War Group fell into chaos for a moment, Zhu Zhijie did not miss this opportunity, and while signaling the Julu War Group to hurry up here, he continued to throw crossbow arrows and javelins, and this time there were all kinds of ammunition.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

......

The roar of Thor's drums continued one after another, shaking people's eardrums. The momentum on the Terran side instantly came up, "Yu Linwei is fierce." ”

"It's not just fierce, it's pretty fierce!"

......

And the hundred tribes are a little confused, this is not right. The Demon Crossing Regiment, which is also the sixth ranked battle group of the 100 clans, how can it be like this? Xian Ye was so angry that he wanted to jump to his feet and scold his mother! In just a moment, more than 200 soldiers of the Demon Crossing Regiment died! He didn't really feel sorry for these soldiers, but he was heartbroken!

However, a hundred Yulin soldiers have forced the dignified Demon Crossing Battle Group to this extent, how will the world think of this if this is spread out? Okay, even if the Demon Crossing Battle Group is shameless and thinks it doesn't matter, but he wants to be faced! He is a good young man of the Immortal Clan, and his future should be bright, but this matter is specially to ruin the future, right?!

"Mo Shun, can you do it?!Kill them for me!" Xian Ye was anxious and shouted at Mo Shun.

Mo Shun was also a little anxious now, and if he didn't pay attention, he was actually killed by a hundred human blood clans, which made his anger reach its peak.

"Kill!" he took the lead, and killed Yu Linwei's position with extreme ferocity. As a battlefield veteran, he knew that once these extremely powerful long-range weapons of Yu Linwei lost the word 'distance', they would be nothing. As long as you can get close to Yu Linwei, it will be a one-sided slaughter!