A young strong man from the human race walked out, but he was not afraid at all when facing Mo Qingkuang.

Even in everyone's eyes, there was endless madness. Even if Mo Qingkuang had already had an invincible name on the battlefield of gods and demons, they were like crazy at this time, and they were going to launch the craziest attack directly.

He is eager to fight and has high fighting spirit.

Each one is extremely powerful.

Everyone has endless fighting spirit.

"Slowly, I want to fight, why can we lose our brothers?" A roar from afar, and several figures quickly turned back, but they were the other people in the Ten Shows of Heaven. Their eyes were filled with badness,,,,,,,

Looking back at Gui Xuanzhen and Mu, he was full of fighting spirit.

Especially Qingyi, looking at Yang Wenjun with a look of eagerness to try.

Many powerful people in the human race have a strong hostility in their expressions. These young powerful people in the gods have too much reputation on the battlefield of gods and demons, and each of them has made a great reputation on the battlefield of gods and demons. Even if every young strong person in the human race is eager to fight, no one dares to be careless in the face of these famous gods and tribes,

"Good here." Yang Zhan laughed: "This time, everyone doesn't have to fight, everyone has a share of their own."

The strong men of the two tribes of humans and gods couldn't help but look ugly at the same time.

Although the current situation is indeed one-on-one, why does this sound change?

Anyone has a share?

Do you think it's dirty?

The opposite side all had powerful men with great reputations on the battlefield of gods and demons. Do you really think they are all soft persimmons? Mo Qingkuang was covered in black lines and looked at the brothers behind him and couldn't help but look blue: "What are you doing when you are back?"

"Hahaha,,,,,," Gui Xuanzhen laughed: "Our Tianting Shi Xiu has always been advancing and retreating together. When did we abandon our brothers? Since we were going to fight, how could we lose us? Senior Sister Yang Wenjun, the human race, isn't it the object we have always wanted to challenge? How can we miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity easily?"

While speaking, the other nine people took a step forward at the same time, with their expressions full of fighting spirit.

Ten people stood side by side with calm expressions.

Even now, I am facing the thousands of troops of the human race, and even many powerful human racers present have dealt with them, and each one is a strong enemy that can be regarded as an opponent.

But no one showed any timidity.

Even though there were only ten people standing there, they were like thousands of troops, and gods and Buddhas avoided the situation.

Just ten people were like a million troops, with a momentum soaring to the sky.

Everyone has a huge fighting spirit in their eyes, and it seems that they may take a storm at any time.

"If you want to fight, then fight!" Yang Wenjun laughed: "Maybe Mr. Mo is right, maybe my path has gone a little bit. But even if my path has gone awry, so what? I am still me, and I have never changed. Even if I am here, I am invincible at the same level. Even if I am gone one day, I will be sentient beings in my human race in the future, and will carry the flag of indomitableness and fight to the end."

While speaking, Yang Wenjun strode out, his eyes full of chill.

One person and one sword are like the god of killing that has come from ancient times. Everything is no longer in her eyes.

"Even if you want to fight today, it always has less meaning." Mo Qingkuang shook his head gently: "Miss Yang, have you never thought that without Zhuo Junlin and Ling Zheng Liuzi, there will always be less momentum? Since we have to fight, why not wait until everyone gathers together and fight again?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many powerful people from the human race looked at each other, but finally did not speak.

Those seven people had already formed an invisible pressure in the hearts of all the powerful humans.

Zhuo Junlin and Ling Zheng's six sons are not here, so they are not the true strength of the younger generation of the human race.

"Today, maybe you are right. Even if we want to keep you, we will definitely pay an extremely heavy price." Yang Wenjun sighed: "Young Master Mo and the ancient general are here today. I just want to tell you one thing. We are unfair to force it to do so. But I want to tell you that the human army will advance five hundred miles."

"this,,,,,,"

Mo Qingkuang and Gu Mochen were stunned at the same time.

We can't control how far you retreat, but we will advance 500 miles.

This is Yang Wenjun’s advice.

As for what you have retreated for less than five hundred miles, what will we do? Just consider it yourself. Whether to fight or retreat, the final decision is still in your hands,,,,,,,,,

But, at your own risk,,,,,,

"rush."

"Run again."

With the sound of roar, Asura's voice gradually became hoarse.

However, Asura held the long sword in his hand, and there was no retreating demon soldiers at all. Facing the countless great army of gods on the opposite side, no one of the demon soldiers retreated at all. Even under the point of the army's front, even if the army in front had been wiped out, the demon soldiers behind him would step on the bodies of the army in front to meet him.

It seems that all the demon soldiers are already crazy.

The blood in front of you is just arousing the demon soldiers and even more cruel.

Death, blood.

These are only normal things for all demon soldiers. Even in the hands of every demon soldiers, countless blood have been stained with. The bloodier the scene, the more crazy the demon soldiers are.

The invasion of the gods not long ago had already made the demons feel extremely frustrated.

Now, after finally having the opportunity to avenge the past, who would let it go easily?

The shame must be washed away with blood.

Bullying must be used to exterminate the bitterness of blood.

Even if you are facing a sea of ​​swords and fire, all the demon soldiers have no intention of retreating at all. Even if everyone dies here in battle, even if they want to pile up corpses, they must fill the entire border. As long as they can break through this level and achieve the expected strategic goal, even if the entire legion is killed or injured, they will be spared.

Even when Asura's sword pointed, all the soldiers rushed to attack.

They are not afraid of death.

What you fear is death with humiliation and reluctance,

"Asura's attack method is crazy." Zhuo Junlin stood on the city wall and stared at Asura's figure: "Master, don't you think this attack method is very familiar. Even the order of Asura's attack is used, do you suddenly feel familiar?"

Mo Wujie couldn't help but be stunned, and his expression couldn't help but become naturally.

In just a few breaths, Mo Wujie's face was so gloomy that it seemed to drip into water.

For a long time, Mo Wujie only vaguely felt that Asura's military use method was familiar. Even since Asura took over the position of the chief general, both offense and defense were accurate and accurate. Even some legions of the demons had slackened combat power in the past had their combat power increased directly after Asura took over.

But now when Mo Wujie saw it, he almost got madly angry.

Asura's attack method was exactly the same as Yang Wenjun's command method when he fought against the demons that day.

Even in many subtle points, Asura had almost no changes in the changes. If he had discovered this situation in advance in the past, he might not have been so passive.

Originally, Mo Wujie thought that Asura's tactics could improve the combat effectiveness of the demon army, so he no longer interfered with anything else. But now, he was suddenly seen by a human junior. His face was extremely disappointed, and even the entire demon clan had a gloomy face.

Even though Mo Wujie has always been unparalleled in wisdom, he still felt a hot face.

A flash of light flashed in the listless Mo Youming's eyes, and then disappeared immediately. It seemed that from beginning to end, Mo Youming seemed to have no reaction at all.

"If you continue to fight like this, the result will not be too optimistic." Zhuo Junlin sighed: "Wang Ruohai has not appeared so far, and the real elites on the northern front of the Gods have not appeared. No matter how Asura's legion attacks, under such circumstances, even if you use your life to accumulate, it will never be possible to achieve the expected results."

"Hmm?" Mo Youming couldn't help but frown.

"Oh, then can Brother Wang give me some advice?" Mo Wujie's face was darkened. If it weren't for the evil saying that this guy would have been so weird, even he would have lost his mind now. I'm afraid Mo Wujie would have ignored this boastful guy long ago.

What you said is so concise, you will only convince you if you come up with a useful idea.

Talk about war on paper and talk big.

I really want to expose this kind of lip service to you. No matter how good your relationship with the Dharma Protector General is, I will have to tear you apart.

Even if what is said is wrong, I will definitely let you know why flowers are so red.

"The Grand Marshal is joking." Zhuo Junlin seemed to be smiling, his eyes full of deep meaning: "As the wisest man on the battlefield of gods and demons, why should the Grand Marshal come to take the exam to compare with me? The younger generation has always been aware of these military strategies and strategies, but they are just enjoying their mouths."

"this,,,,,"

Mo Wujie couldn't help but be stunned again.

This guy had a deep meaning on his face, but when he turned around, he was useless to lose himself.

On the contrary, Mo Wujie was unable to determine for a while. Is this guy really capable, or is he really just trying to talk like he was self-deprecating himself?

But Mo Youming was still on the side and looked like he was still indifferent, which made Mo Wujie secretly complain in his heart.

General of the Dharma Protector, what you found from there is really a bit uneasy! The key is that this little bastard is doing everything without any leakage, and you don’t care about it either?

"I heard that the Grand Marshal has a thousand-year-old jade toad in his hand, so it's better for us to bet a game." Zhuo Junlin smiled softly: "Of course, I will naturally not make any money from a waste of my wolves. I will take out a treasure that is equal to the thousand-year-old jade toad to exchange it."

“Yo?”

Mo Youming's eyes lit up.

"I wonder what Brother Wang wants to bet?" Mo Wujie's face couldn't help but sank slightly: "Although this thousand-year-old jade toad is a treasure, it is also a poisonous thing. If Brother Wang really wants it, what's wrong with me even if I give it to Brother Wang?"

"In this way, thank you, the coach."

"Thanks,,,,,,"

Mo Wujie's face turned into pig liver color.

who I am?

Where am I?

What did I do?

I'm just kind of polite, are you going to hit the snake and stick?
To be continued...