Doesn't seem right?" Ye Chen looked at the two groups of people below who were gradually approaching and asked his own question: "These people who are fighting are all martial artists above the Vientiane Realm, how can they fight in this form?"

"The suppression of the laws within this spatial crack is very powerful. Yuan Tian Shengjun's voice was faint: "You can feel it after you recover your body." The power of the various laws here is almost twenty times greater than that of the Eternal World. A martial artist of the Vientiane Realm can step into the air in the eternal world, but it is impossible here. Similarly, they cannot unleash any ranged attacks without the aid of equipment. ”

"En?" Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, he had indeed heard of this kind of law suppressing an incomparably powerful space when he was in the Ancient Heavenly Court. I just haven't seen it.

After a moment's distraction, he turned his gaze back to the battlefield below.

"Put!"

With a shout, the Demon Cloud Clan's ranks quickly released countless arrows entwined with colorful brilliance. Obviously, the bows and arrows they used were not ordinary, and they should all be equipment similar to spirit treasures.

And after the arrows of the Demon Cloud Clan army broke through the air, after the spear and shield heavy armored soldiers in front of them were ready to meet the enemy, the cavalry of the Weeping Blood Army suddenly turned the horse's head like a dragonfly, and after only a slight pause, they quickly turned their horses' heads, almost without a trace of stagnation, like a sharp scimitar cutting through an arc, accurately turning in the other direction and fiercely stabbing into the unprepared Western Army of the Demon Cloud Clan!

"Good!"

Ye Chen couldn't help but burst out in mid-air when he saw this scene, such discipline and tacit understanding, such a sudden turn to attack, it was really wonderful!

It's just that the crimson storm swept into the black waves, and it only caused a moment of panic.

After all, the number of the Weeping Blood Army is too small......

The next moment, the black elite Demon Cloud Clan warriors stabilized their positions and began to fight back wildly.

It can be seen that the suppression of the warriors in the Grand Canyon of the Galaxy River is very powerful, and the battle between the warriors of the Vientiane Realm of the two races unfolds in a barbaric primitive posture of fists to the flesh.

The black Demon Cloud Clan's heavily armored warriors engaged in a desperate hand-to-hand fight with the blood-red Weeping Blood Army. For a while, knives and guns exchanged guns, and the light from the shattering and blooming of countless spirit treasures mixed with the flesh and blood fragments that soared into the sky, staining the entire plain.

The soldiers on both sides trampled on the flesh and blood of their comrades, desperately brandishing their weapons and stirring them together, without stopping for a moment, and the close collision could not tolerate half a point of fancy, only kill!

The Weeping Blood Army clearly had the upper hand, and although they were all wounded, they were all fearless to death, and they didn't even blink an eye in the face of the enemy's poked weapons.

When they really can't dodge, they will use their chests to meet the tip of the opponent's knife, and before they fall down, they will definitely slash out! Even if they can't take the other person's life, they will drag the opponent to the ground and fall to the ground, and then the two people who are entangled with death will trample their comrades and enemies into pulp.

Such a crazy tactic could not allow this Weeping Blood remnant army to break through the enemy's encirclement, and the warriors of the Demon Cloud Clan were closing in from all sides at a very fast speed and in a neat formation, and they were about to completely surround and annihilate this Weeping Blood Army!

"Retreat!"

A loud shout rang out, and the entire crimson storm turned around without hesitation, rolling up countless splashes of debris and retreating back to a corner of the plain.

However, the encirclement network of the Demon Cloud Clan's army is getting tighter and tighter, and they don't have much room to gallop and move.

The Weeping Blood Army lost most of its men and horses in this desperate and futile charge, and when they withdrew from the battlefield and gathered again, there were less than 300 men left.

The leader of the Weeping Blood Army, who had just given the order to lead the charge, had already died in the first assault of the two armies.

The knight of the Weeping Blood Army who led the team in the battle just now has been changed three times, and the knight who is now leading the team is already an ordinary cavalryman with the same armor style as other cavalry.

The blood-mottled Xiaosun military flag was also broken several times, and the standard-bearer also changed hands five times. By now, even the hard flagpole had been broken, and he was being tied to his back by a knight who had lost his right arm and left leg, covered in blood.

The pattern of the Howling Sun on the banner has been completely soaked in red, and it is completely impossible to see the pattern on it, but it is still standing tall, and blood is constantly dripping to the ground.

"Click!"

The cavalryman who led the way violently peeled off his blood-soaked helmet from his face, which was already shattered and deformed, and he pulled it downward, turning into a cloud of crumbs directly in the palm of his hand.

The horseman's face was terrifying, his entire right cheek was completely shattered and deformed, and his right eye was gone, leaving only a half-narrowed deformed eyehole, blood soaked his face, and his facial bones were completely deformed, so that it was impossible to see his current expression.

He looked at the army of the Demon Cloud Clan who were coming towards them in a daze, and then turned his face to look at his comrades behind him, his face twisted slightly, as if a smile had bloomed. He opened his mouth and made an extremely hoarse voice: "What should I do, brothers?"

"Wan Yunfei! What kind of big guy are you pretending? The flag master and deputy flag master are all killed in battle, is it your turn to rush the big head here? What else should I do, I don't need to ask!"

"Haha! Brother Wan, it's time to ask these questions, isn't it superfluous?"

"Die, what else can I do? Rush up and fight the fuck! Look at the group of little cubs of the Demon Cloud Clan, tell them to have nightmares every night even if they survive!Haha!"

Nearly every one of the weeping bloodies, with their wounds on their bodies, began to clamor, talking about their lives and deaths in a tone that was so light-hearted that it bordered on playfulness. But despite the frivolous tone, the sky-high aura rising from the bodies of every Weeping Blood Army soldier was not evacuated at all.

A hint of crimson appeared in the originally clear sky.

"Hehe...... the cavalryman named Wan Yunfei who led the team smirked twice, and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky. Look at the unrecognizable Screaming Sun flag. Then he slowly turned his head and said, "Brothers, the weather is good today." ”

"yes, that's good!"

The remnants of the weeping blood army answered this question unusually neatly.

"It's such a good weather, let's die, right?" Wan Yunfei smiled at the corner of his mouth, and slowly raised the saber in his hand, which was already broken to less than a finger long blade.

"Let's go!"

Three hundred seriously wounded and dying weeping blood soldiers erupted in a neat response.

"Weeping Blood Army——!" Wan Yunfei broke his sword and held it high, and his hoarse voice surged with a shocking power.

"—Charge!" the other three hundred replied in unison, and the blood-red team rolled forward again!

This time, the target of their attack was the tall man behind the heavy Demon Cloud Clan warriors......

Bright red blood smeared the entire valley.

The shouts, the groans of death, and the crash of weapons have all stopped.

All that remained on the land was full of black armor, and they were still slowly organizing their ranks to save the wounded.

The ground was littered with broken limbs and broken weapons and armor, and the corpses could no longer tell from their clothes that they belonged to which faction, for they were all a blinding blood-red, entangled with each other, and together they turned into a blur of flesh and blood, smeared on the plain.

Surrounded by many black armors, only a small dot of crimson armor was still slowly squirming on the ground. It was the only Weeping Army that had survived the battle now.

This person is the weeping knight who has always tied the banner of the Screaming Sun to his back.

He now had severed limbs, and two long broken knives stuck in his chest and under his ribs. The whole person slowly crawled forward on the ground with his severed limbs, squirming his body to continue to approach the big sword behind the countless black armor.

The Screaming Sun's banner had been completely shattered, and only one corner was still bitten in his mouth.

"It's a man, and the name of the Weeping Blood Army is well deserved. ”

A soft voice sounded, and a Demon Cloud Clan warrior wearing a white snow beast cloak dressed in black heavy armor slowly walked out of the crowd.

Listening to the voice, it turned out to be a woman. Judging by the style of her armor and the awe of the soldiers around her, she should be the leader of this Demon Cloud army.

"You've done a great job. The black-armored woman slowly took off her thick helmet and revealed her face.

This woman was born with beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and her facial features are delicate. But in the delicateness, there is a heroic spirit, and the long hair is coiled together and curled behind the head. The aura of a martial artist in the awe-inspiring Hedao Realm rose and jumped, and it made the black-armored warriors around him lower their heads one after another.

"Phew——! ahem...... Little bitch of the Demon Cloud Clan, what are you doing when you come out? Don't you want your grandfather to love you?"

The surviving cavalry of the Weeping Blood Army was unmoved by this woman's cultivation, but struggled with bloody eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood foam with broken teeth. Then he opened his mouth and began to swear and swear.

His expression was twisted and hideous, and a pair of bloodshot eyes stared at the woman standing in front of him, as if he wanted to pounce on her and bite off a piece of flesh from her.

The woman listened to his scolding, but she didn't even frown. Instead, he squatted down lightly, stretched out a hand and touched the cheek of the weeping blood warrior: "Surrender, you weeping blood army has never surrendered people, why don't you be the first person?"

"Haha......"

The Weeping Blood Warrior smiled fiercely, suddenly stretched his neck forward desperately, opened his mouth and bit the palm of the female warrior who caressed his cheek!

"Click!"

The female warrior's palm was protected by heavy armor, and the weeping blood warrior's crazy bite actually made a sound of gold and iron hitting the thick armor.

"Pavilion Master!"

Seeing this scene, several black warriors screamed and drew their blades and wanted to step forward. But he was stopped by a female warrior with a gentle wave of his hand.

Her expression remained unchanged, and she slowly stretched out her other hand to push the head of the Weeping Blood Warrior away, watching him spit out a few broken teeth and smiled coldly: "I don't believe that your Weeping Blood Army is all iron, it doesn't matter if you refuse to surrender, I have the means to make the iron man turn into a puddle of mud." ”

"Oh, ah!"

When the Weeping Blood Army soldier heard this, he slammed his head into a hard stone on the ground with all his might, but he was violently grabbed by the neck from behind by a Demon Cloud Clan warrior.

"It's not that easy. The female warrior smiled slightly, then slowly got up and said: "Prepare to close the team and bring this person back, as long as one of the Weeping Blood Army is willing to surrender to my Demon Cloud Clan, it will be very huge for our morale to improve and suppress the morale of the human race." ”

"Yes!" several black-armored warriors bowed in response, and began to pull the Weeping Blood Warrior towards a cart that had been pushed.

"Die! You Demon Cloud Clan dogs will all die at the hands of my Terran one day!"

The bloodweeping warrior writhed wildly as he wielded his blood-spurting stump. Several black-armored warriors on the side hurriedly held him down, if he was allowed to continue to toss like this, then even if he was an incomparably vigorous Vientiane Realm martial artist, he would definitely die of blood loss.

"One day, why look so far? Why not let them all die here?"

A cold voice sounded very suddenly, and the black-armored warriors around him and the female warrior who had slowly walked away turned back in amazement, only to find that a young man in green clothes was standing beside the weeping blood soldier with a faint demeanor.

And the black-armored warriors who dragged the Weeping Blood Army warrior were gone.

The young man reached out and pressed his hand against the bloodweeping soldier's chest, and with a slight glow of light on his palm, the bloodweeping soldier's wound stopped bleeding instantly.

"What people!"

Several black-armored warriors reacted immediately, drew their weapons and slashed at the man who suddenly appeared.

"Hehe, haven't you been looking for me all the time? Why don't you recognize each other?"

The man waved his hand lightly as if he didn't care, and the few black-armored elite Vientiane warriors who rushed towards him suddenly turned into wisps of ash and drifted into the air.

"It's the Terran power......house! Protect the Pavilion Master!"

With this seemingly uncaring wave of his hand, the young man reduced several Vientiane warriors to ashes, which detonated the audience at this time, and the black-armored warriors rushed in, isolating the female warrior from the young man.

The female warrior slowly pushed away a group of Demon Cloud Clan warriors who were blocking him, and slowly walked in front of the young man: "Your Excellency?"

"What kind of list do you have? Well, yes, it's the Demon Cloud Taboo List. The young man smiled, but there was no trace of warmth in that smile, and what he said made the hearts of the thousands of Demon Cloud Clan warriors in the audience sink suddenly! The people who can make it to the Demon Cloud Forbidden List are not something that their group of Vientiane Realm martial artists can handle.

The young man's chilling words continued: "Demon Cloud Taboo List, I seem to have been promoted to the ninth place. ”

"Ninth?" The female warrior paused slightly, her eyes widened, and she said in a trembling voice, "You...... King Jiuyu!"

The young man smiled at him, nodded slowly, and said with a smile: "So, let's stop chatting or something, should you die?"

His fingers slowly raised, pointing in the direction of the female warrior, the thunder light lingered on his fingers, and four golden rings and an incomparably huge and terrifying celestial phantom slowly appeared behind him......