"You,,,,,,,," Wang Ruohai stared at the battlefield under the city, his eyes shattered.

As I just spoke, I don’t know how many soldiers fell under the enemy’s butcher’s knife.

This is not the first time.

However, the pain in my heart actually felt stronger and stronger.

Even in Wang Luoruohai's heart, he would rather fight to the death under the city wall now. He would rather watch his brothers fall down one by one, even if he is a battlefield general like Wang Ruohai, he could not get rid of his pain at all.,,,,,

If possible, I would like to hold a knife and wear armor and fight side by side with all my brothers.

However, Wang Ruohai knew very well that even if such a simple idea was just a luxury for himself now. Even if he had to act rashly, the other party might launch a hidden backhand at any time, and the consequences would be even more unimaginable.

"Mo Qingkuang asked for a fight." Seeing that Wang Ruohai looked bad, Mo Qingkuang seemed to have no idea that Wang Ruohai had reached the brink of anger.

"This is the battlefield." Wang Ruohai suppressed his anger.

"This is the battlefield between the gods and the demons. As a member of the gods, I am willing to wear armor and hold a halberd to fight against foreign enemies." Mo Qingkuang's eyes were firm and firm: "In this battle, as a creature of the gods, I should serve the battle with my own body and retreat to the enemy in front of me."

"You are Mo Qingkuang, a descendant of Emperor Donghua." Wang Ruohai did not look back, and his eyes were still staring at the battlefield ahead: "Here, no creature will take care of your identity, it will be really dead."

Mo Qingkuan did not retreat at all: "First, I am a soldier of the Gods, then Mo Qingkuan, and finally the descendant of Emperor Donghua. The general was wrong."

At this time, even when facing the first general of the gods who had accumulated power in the army for a long time, Mo Qingkuang was not afraid at all.

"So, let you fight now, dare?" Wang Ruohai turned his head and stared at Mo Qingkuang's eyes: "You have seen the current situation, and you have seen it with your own eyes what the fight has turned out to be."

"Mo Qingkuang came here just to resist foreign enemies. Why didn't he dare to come?"

Mo Qingkuan refused to let him go, and stared at Wang Ruohai's eyes: "I didn't know what the general was worried about, and even though I didn't dare to come, I was ready to fight to the death. There was no one who was afraid of life and death in my Wuwei Camp, let alone any one who was afraid of fighting."

"Brothers, there are people who are greedy for life in Wuwei Camp, and there are people who are afraid of death?" Gui Xuanzhen shouted.

"No."

"No."

"No."

,,,,,,,

The voice rushed straight into the sky, even if it was just a roar, it was like a monk's hatred, and wanted to break through to the sky and suppress all emotions,,,,,,,

The entire legion roared.

This is with aggrieved anger and full of hatred.

The humiliation suffered by the human race that day should be vented in this extreme way and used his highest war song to expose the shame on the soldiers of the Wuwei Camp.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Mo Qingkuang's voice became louder, and the loud voice seemed to be like thunder, which directly shocked the shouts of killing on the entire battlefield: "Then today, we will use our swords to tell our enemies, the real military power of Wuwei Camp."

As he spoke, Mo Qingkang fitted across the city wall and laughed wildly: "Listen to the Demon Clan Xiao Xiao, the God Clan Mo Qingkang is here, who will fight to the death with me?"

Above the city, Wang Ruohai looked at the figure that fell directly into the enemy formation, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink rapidly.

Following Mo Qingkuang's figure, countless Wuwei camp soldiers followed closely, and their eyes became hot one by one. Even though they knew that they were likely to be unable to come back in the end, they retreated without any hesitation,,,,,

"It's too much."

A roar erupted from the demon camp. Wujue looked at the figure in front of him, his eyes full of rage. If Mo Wujie had not stopped him, he would have been afraid that Wujue would have been directly involved in the chaos and would have done the extremely arrogant madman on the spot.

I have seen someone who is arrogant, but I have never seen someone who is so arrogant.

Among the millions of chaotic troops, even though they knew that the enemy had some intentions, they were even likely to go to the enemy's head.

Even if Wang Ruohai dared to hide in the back army and not dared to end up, a mere junior dared to show off his power in front of millions of troops. Even if his innocent temper had greatly restrained, he still wanted to slap the other party directly to death.

What kind of thing is this? I have never seen such an arrogant guy.

What does your roar mean? Are you afraid that we don’t know your identity, or do you really think that your identity is special, and no one dares to touch you on the entire battlefield of gods and demons?

Even if you are a descendant of Emperor Donghua, I have reached the limit when I let you dominate the battlefield of gods and demons before. Why can't I still ride on the heads of my demons now?

I was unwilling to pay attention to you in the past, but that was to give Emperor Donghua face. You really regarded yourself as a person!

"Relieve the anger."

Mo Wujie looked at Mo Qingkuang who was killing all directions in the chaos army. The blue veins on his forehead were protruding, and the eyes of Mo Qingkuang looking at Mo Qingkuang were also full of danger.

If I had not tried my best to restrain my rationality, I was afraid that Mo Wujie would not be able to resist attacking the figure.

When the demon clan fought with the gods, Mo Wujie had even calculated countless possibilities. Even if Zhan Guxing went on the battle personally, it was completely within Mo Wujie's expectations. Even if Zhan Guxing really did take action personally, he had already made plans to make Zhan Guxing come and go.

However, man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation.

It can even be said that Mo Qingkuang's appearance is equivalent to completely disrupting all the plans of Mo Wujie. The demon clan, who had already gained the upper hand, directly stretched the entire battlefield to its initial state because of Mo Qingkuang's sudden appearance. What made Mo Wujie extremely crazy is that even though Mo Qingkuang's current cultivation level is not worth mentioning in front of them, it is much more difficult to deal with than Zhan Guxing.

At least, it is a fair fight against the battle.

After all, we are all old-fashioned strong men in the same realm on the battlefield of gods and demons, and we all know each other well.

But now Mo Qingkuang's appearance made Mo Wujie greet him again and again even after the eighteen generations of his ancestors. What shameless thing is that? He actually came up with such a desperate shameless trick that he actually made a junior like Mo Qingkuang fight against him.

After all, I am recognized as the most wise man on the battlefield of gods and demons. In the end, I was actually plotted against myself, and I was a big loss that I had nowhere to vent if I suffered a big loss.

Who is Mo Qingkuang?

The strongest man in the younger generation on the battlefield of gods and demons, descendant of Emperor Donghua of the gods and the head of the ten showies in the heavenly court.

No matter which identity is, it is indeed a stunning enough among the younger generation. Even Yang Wenjun's sudden appearance has never really shaken Mo Qingkuan's position in the battlefield of gods and demons.

However, no matter how amazing Mo Qingkuang's performance is, there is a reality that he has to face.

Mo Qingkuang has a low seniority and low cultivation.

If it is a creature of the same generation or a creature of the same level, the demon Wujie can do everything he wants.

But if many of his own methods really apply to Mo Qingkuang, it will not only be embarrassing to you, but even the entire demon clan will become a laughing stock of all races.

This face is really undeserved.

Moreover, it really cannot be lost.

But he still has the ability to kill Mo Qingkuang, which almost made Mo Wujie feel depressed and autistic.

What kind of thing is it?

Only then can we think of such a sinister move that will allow our decent demon coach to find such a glimmer of hope when he has formed a desperate situation.

"This move is very evil." Mo Wujie's mouth almost turned aside: "Such evil moves were the ones that the gods despised the most. But at this time, they made another move, fighting Guxing is not simple!"

"I,,,,,,,," Wuzui scratched his head depressedly, and even now he almost couldn't help but curse.

"In the past, we all knew that the soldiers of the Gods had strong combat power, and they were all simple-minded barbarians." Mo Wujie stared at Mo Qingkuang's figure angrily: "It was only now that I thought it clear that the Gods had simple-minded, but they just didn't want to use tricks. Just this trick, even if I had to sigh in front of Zhan Guxing."

"What should I do now? Are you just watching that little bastard kill all sides in the chaos?"

"Retreat!"

"What?" The boss with innocent eyes widened: "Retreat?"

"Yes, it's just retreating." Mo Wujie looked at the figure who was fighting bloody: "Maybe now, we can still maintain a sense of decency between each other. If the gods really kill us, it will only make us even more embarrassing. Perhaps, Zhan Guxing had already reached this point and had already secretly familiarized all our actions."

"this,,,,,,"

"Don't be unwilling to give up, and don't feel disappointed." Mo Wujie shook his head gently: "In this game, I am indeed miscalculated first, and all the blame is caused by my mistakes."

"Are we really afraid of the gods?"

"Fear?" Mo Wujie was full of hatred: "When did we really fear, and when did we ever fear who we will come? However, Emperor Donghua once had great merits with all living beings and also had great kindness with our demons. Now that the descendants of Emperor Donghua appear on the battlefield of gods and demons, we are just repaying Emperor Donghua's kindness."

"But,,,,,,"

"Since Mo Qingkuang appeared, he was always just a junior." Mo Wujie shook his head slowly: "Since he was a junior, it will be solved by the juniors. We old guys are finally a few years older. This is better not to be blamed for bullying the small."

"Let Asura and Mo Qingkuang fight?"

"Now, is there any other way?"

“But if,,,,,,”

"Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, and no one can guarantee that they can be undefeated." Mo Wujie finally sighed: "Our opponents are always Zhan Guxing and Wang Ruohai. The young people will decide the outcome of the young people."

Wuzui stared at Mo Qingkuang's figure among the chaotic army, and he felt bad.

Disaster.

Apart from this word, Wuzui could not think of using any other words to describe this guy. Apart from this tragedy, it is impossible to use any words to vent Wuzui's resentment,,,,,

It's strange that Mo Qingkuangsheng has a good life, and behind him is a big backer like Emperor Donghua,,,,,,

"Didn't ask for it?"

Zhuo Junlin looked at Yang Wenjun with surprise in his eyes.

Even at this moment, the confusion in Zhuo Junlin's eyes became more and more intense. Logically speaking, the human race sent out the prayer letter. Even if the gods who were the enemy would not do anything, the demons and demons were now all allying, especially when all races were fighting with the gods,,,,,,

Moreover, the human race is the first to win the fruits of victory. Even if it is theoretically just to say that all races should share the same hatred of the enemy and share their own experience of victory with each other.

But, now, I haven't invited anyone, what does it mean?

Could it be that on the battlefield of gods and demons, those guys have never looked down on the human race at all?

"It's not that I didn't ask for it, nor can I say I asked for it." Yang Wenjun looked helpless, and his eyes were full of depression: "Even everyone we sent out did not see the heads of various races at all. Even the demon clans who were slightly closer to the human race had no follow-up after seeing our visits."
To be continued...