Liu Zicheng could clearly hear that the owner of this voice belonged to Mu Sen, but he couldn't understand why Mu Sen privately transmitted the voice to him, and what did he help?

Just when Liu Zicheng's heart was shaken and puzzled, he suddenly noticed that his body was falling downward, and he was in a hurry, and the spiritual power in his body was spinning wildly, trying to regain control of his body.

As he responded, his body gradually stopped leaning down, but just as he was about to get up, he suddenly saw a fierce beast with teeth and claws gushing out of the ground, attacking him. He frowned, and then he heard a sound explode in his mind, and he was excited, and the long knife in his hand that was originally the head of Xianxia slashed towards the fierce beast.

A stream of warm blood splashed on Liu Zicheng's face, and he came to his senses.

Then he wanted to fall into a dream again and sleep for thousands of years.

What did he see?

He saw his long knife inserted into Shenhua's chest, Shenhua's breath was passing rapidly, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. Liu Zicheng felt that his head was about to explode, and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

He looked at Mu Sen sharply, "Mu Sen, you ......"

"Brother Zicheng, I misunderstood you! It turns out that you are really a good man of my human race, and the miscellaneous pieces of the immortal clan are slandering you, you look at your two shots, once with a behead, once with a disembowelment, all of them are so neat and neat! It's really admirable!"

Looking at Mu Sen who interrupted his speech, Liu Zicheng only wanted to scold him for 10,000 sentences, but when the words came to his lips, he forcibly changed it to, "The wooden sacrifice wine has been awarded, this is what I should do." ”

"In any case, Brother Zicheng is worth learning from. You look at the power and angle of that knife, it's perfect. Mu Sen did not hesitate to praise himself, and gushed endlessly, "Brother Zicheng, I will definitely report your merits to the Terran War Alliance, let the Terran War Alliance award you a certificate, and also give you a red and green color, and cross the streets across horses." ”

"Wooden Sake ......"

"Don't be modest, you deserve it!"

Liu Zicheng wanted to slap Mu Sen to death, but he couldn't, all he could do was find a place to be quiet.

So he turned around and walked towards the periphery of the battlefield, and his originally upright body looked a little gloomy at this time.

"We misunderstood Major General Liu, who proved himself to be a ruthless person to the Hundred Clans. ”

"Only such a person deserves the title of Major General of the Shangxiaotian Warband!"

"Salute to the Major General!"

......

Those warrior soldiers who were originally suspicious of Liu Zicheng were all ashamed at this time. After the shame, they burst out with a hundredfold combat power, and they shouted, "Major General Liu is so fierce, we can't hold back!

"Kill! My human race is a good man! All the tribes are scum!"

......

And the warriors who stayed in the camp also changed the direction of the wind, and their doubts about Liu Zicheng were gone, "I'll just say, how can Major General Liu Zicheng be such a person, what is his identity? The future successor of the Xiaotian War Regiment! What other reason does he have to make eye contact with the Bai Clan? What can the Bai Clan give him?"

"That's right! Just now I was caught in the Immortal Clan's miscellaneous Dao, she was obviously spewing blood, and there was a trace of wavering in my heart, alas, it shouldn't be. ”

"I also review ......"

......

Liu Zicheng couldn't hear the words of the warriors left behind, but he heard the words of the many Terran soldiers on the battlefield clearly. Every word of these soldiers' words was like a sharp knife that was stabbed into his chest.

Ma Ji, you may not believe it when you say it, Shenhua was not killed by me in a sense, I was tricked!

At this time, Liu Zicheng had already figured out what was going on just now, the reason why his body leaned down was because at that moment just now, the air around him changed, the air in front of him was evacuated, but the air behind him was as heavy as a mountain. This must be the masterpiece of Huai Xia's locust tree, after all, she can even create a spiritual vacuum, and it is easy to adjust the density of the air.

Then there was the fierce beast with teeth and claws, and the rhythm that exploded in his head, which should be Leng Nan Huaiyun's masterpiece, this female spiritual warrior of the trouble-relieving clan, who plays a vital role in every battle.

Why are so many high-quality martial artists running towards Mu Sen's team of deep well ice!

Fork fork fork!

Liu Zicheng is scolding and despairing, and he once again fell into the predicament of not knowing what to do. He killed the Immortal Clan first, and then killed the Divine Clan, no matter what the reason, once he was known by the Divine Clan and the Immortal Clan, what was waiting for him would be death, or a punishment worse than death.

Is there a way to hide this from the past?

Liu Zicheng looked at the hundred clans all over the mountains, then at the big fool Mu Sen who was still smiling at him, and then thought about the entire mid-level field now being peeped at by the left-behind martial artists, and he lowered his head sadly.

I can't do it, I can't live.

Coming to a tree, Liu Zicheng sat on the protruding roots, his eyes were a little misty, and he scanned the entire battlefield. At this time, the battlefield has undergone earth-shaking changes, after Xianxia and Shenhua were also ambushed, the collapse of the hundred tribes has been completely to the extreme, and there are hundreds of tribes running everywhere, and no one of the hundred tribes dares to stay and fight with the human race.

Yulin Left and Right Guards, Dading, Qushui, Xuankou, Weihe, Julu, as well as Youguang and Xiaotian are all chasing and killing the Hundred Clans like ducks, among which the Yulin Left and Right Guards have the highest efficiency, and they form a three-person hunting team to harvest the lives of the Hundred Clans with extremely high efficiency.

"Kill, avenge the dead brothers!"

"Don't let go of a hundred clans, let them know that our human race is not easy to mess with!"

......

The battle of chasing the dead and chasing the north is always easy to be hearty, and the hundreds of tribes fall in pieces, blood and pestles, and corpses and bones are like mountains. The battle ended after a stick of incense, leaving more than 50,000 corpses behind by the Hundred Tribes, and only a few thousand remnants of the Hundred Tribes fled in a hurry.

When the pursuing Terran soldiers returned one after another, the boiling voice directly broke through the sky, "We have won! We have defeated several times the enemy!"

"The Hundred Tribes are not Erer!"

"The third child, you didn't die a hundred times! There are tens of thousands of tribes to bury you with, and you are not alone on the Huangquan Road!"

......

These living soldiers let loose their inner emotions to their heart's content, they shouted, they shouted, they roared, they wept, they looked around proudly.

"How much damage did the brothers have?" Yu Lin's left and right guards gathered together at this time, and Mu Sen swept over them covered in gunsmoke, and his nose suddenly became a little sore. The team is sparse, some of the faces that have been trained by him and fought side by side with him are no longer visible, and the voices that are always full of youth even if they complain in the special training ground are missing a few beats.