Martial Peak

  The original tepid offensive and defensive battle, with Yang Kai's abrupt appearance, and with the end of Mo Naye and Diallo and other strong Mo people, suddenly became extremely tragic.

At this time, even the lowest-level soldiers of the two clans have noticed that the situation has become weird. The top powerhouses of the two clans seem to be competing for who can kill faster and who can kill more. Everywhere on the battlefield , The Mo clan pseudo-lord and the eighth rank of the human race disappeared one after another.

  In terms of the efficiency of killing the enemy alone, it is undoubtedly the Mo side that is even better.

Led by the two king masters personally, the killing team formed by more than a dozen false kings is extremely powerful. The formation formed by the eighth ranks is simply hard to resist. Once the battle is broken, the number of the eighth ranks will soon perish. .

  And no matter how fast Yang Kai is, he can only deal with at most three pseudo-lords at once...

In just a cup of tea time, the number of false kings who have fallen on the Mo clan has reached more than twenty. Yang Kai's blood is covered with ink and blood, and his hideous murderous intent lingers around his side, just like a murderer returning from purgatory. , So that the pseudo-lords of the entire battlefield are all terrified.

  And the human race also paid a very heavy price, more than a hundred eighth rank turned into cold corpses.

  Until one Ninth-Rank pulled out one after another and joined the encirclement and suppression of the strong team of Mo Clan, the situation was alleviated.

Yang Kai didn’t aimlessly attack and kill those pseudo-lords. His targets were all the opponents of the Ninth-Rank. With the help of the supernatural powers of space, he shuttled around the battlefield and cooperated with the Ninth-Rank of the Human Race. The opponents are resolved one by one.

  When the last Ninth-Rank comes in the air, the top combat power of the human race has already formed a siege to this Mo race team!

  Until then, Mi Jinglun breathed a sigh of relief.

In the void, Mi Jinglun, Xiang Shan, Ouyang Lie, Wei Junyang, Xiaoxiao, Wuqing, Shi Dazhuang, Tang Tao are eight of the nine ranks, and the eighth rank of the town is sealed. It can be said that the human race’s current nine ranks, except for Yang who is walking and killing. Open, Luo Tinghe, who was fighting alone with Mo Yu, and Yang Xue Wu Kuang, who was far away from the Chutian Great Forbidden, gathered together.

  This is the foundation accumulated by the Human Race over thousands of years. It is not too strong. It is much worse than when the Human Race was at its peak, but this is a sign and hope for the rise of the Human Race.

The fierce battle didn't know when to stop. The eight Ninth-Rank urged their respective qi to seal the void, ensuring that no matter where they broke through, these Mo races would face a storm-like blow, but they didn't have it either. In a hurry to shoot, the powerful human race on the bright side has the absolute upper hand, but in this level of struggle, any carelessness may cause bad consequences.

  Both sides are constantly testing each other, looking for flaws.

  "You won't run away?" Mi Jinglun glanced at Monaya with a strange look.

Before the ninth ranks of the human race came and formed a tendency to encircle, this Mo team had a chance to escape, but Manaya obviously did not plan to do so, but let the ninth ranks of the human race be surrounded by them, which made Mi Jinglun felt puzzled.

   "Where to flee?" Monaya did not answer the question, and glanced at Mi Jinglun, showing that he was the weaker side, but his attitude was extremely tough.

  Mi Jinglun is silent.

  Monaye said again: "I can't figure out one thing, so I would like to ask Mi Shuai to help."

  The breath of Yang Kai in the battlefield suddenly appeared and disappeared. With every appearance of him, there must be a varying number of false kings who are unlucky.

The Mo family’s strong team has been restrained, but Yang Kai can let go of his hands and feet to kill and kill. It seems good to delay a little time, so that Yang Kai can better weaken the Mo family’s power. Mi Jinglun thought this Thinking about it, he said: "There are still things you can't figure out in this world?"

This is not entirely teasing. As the highest commanders of the two races, Mi Jinglun and Manaye have not been fighting for one or two years. We can say that we know the bottom line. Regardless of race position, Mi Jinglun is still an opponent. Manaya is very important.

  Manaye did not answer his words, and asked the doubts in his heart: "How did you find out?"

  "What did you find?" Mi Jinglun said casually, revealing doubts on her face in a timely manner.

  Monaye stared at him unmovingly, and said lightly: "Although Mi Shuai you can cover up very well, but this brother Ouyang does not seem to have as good a disguise as you, so why should Mi Shuai ask knowingly."

   Aside, Ouyang Lie said annoyed: "What's wrong with Lao Tzu?" Just chat and chat. Suddenly, Ouyang Lie was not happy about what Lao Tzu was doing.

  Monaye turned to look at him: "When I asked that sentence, your expression changed slightly, which shows that you know what I am asking."

   "At the moment of life and death, can I be nervous?" Ouyang Lie roared.

Manaya didn’t bother to pay attention to him, still looking at Mi Jinglun: “Over the years, the human race has maintained a similar frequency of offenses against return, but this time it was much earlier, and Brother Yang actually didn’t care about me. Obviously he can save those eight ranks, but he is still slaughtering the false kings. Obviously you only need to spend more than ten years to achieve the same goal with minimal cost, but you have chosen this way. This situation...it’s like you can’t wait to win the game without returning."

On the side, Diallo and the many false kings listened to the clouds and mists. They didn’t know what Manaya was talking about. The only thing they knew was that this time it was a little bit fierce. There are definitely two of them on the Mo side. A king, more than a dozen false kings, but the human race has nine ninth ranks. In terms of strength, the Mo race is completely at a disadvantage.

  They also want to know the answer to Mi Jinglun’s question just now. Why don’t they escape when they can escape? As a result, they fell into the besieged situation as they are now, and each of the Mo clan powerhouses, while nervous and uneasy in their hearts, inevitably gave birth to some dissatisfaction with Manaya.

"Why is this?" Manaye asked, but was not asking, and continued: "There is only one possibility, that is, that your human race knows about it, so that you can't wait to end it without returning. The war, for this, I would rather pay more for it! Mi Shuai, am I right?"

  Mi Jinglun shook his head and said: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Manaya sighed: "No matter, Mi Shuai doesn't want to answer, so don't ask. This should be the final decisive battle, but it is a bit unexpected. My Mo Clan is not ready yet, but it seems that your Human Clan is not ready either. Oh, who could have imagined that this decisive battle would be fought in this way! But Mi Shuai, although my Mo clan is currently declining, it is not so easy for the Terran to win without returning. I hope that after this battle, the Terran will lose. Within the range you can bear!"

   Ouyang Lie violently said: "What are you doing, Monaya, your death date is here!"

  Monaye turned his head to look at him, her eyes were cold, and she changed her gentle expression before sternly: "You really think that you will kill me?"

  Almost at the same time as his voice fell, dozens of powerful auras that shook the void soared into the sky without returning.

  They are the pseudo-lords who have stayed behind in the unreturned pass, guarding the king-level ink nest.

  Since the human race began to attack and can't return to the level, these pseudo-lords have stayed permanently in the level. This is also a helpless move, mainly to guard against the nasty guy Yang Kai.

This lizard has always been fascinating, and every time it fights in from the airspace, if it were not for these pseudo-lords to guard the ink nest, Yang Kai would have destroyed the ink nest long ago. Without the ink nest, the Mo clan would not have had it. It can replenish the source of troops.

  And when Yang Kai repeatedly fought against the pseudo-king master team led by Diallo, they also resisted the aftermath of the battle and protected the king-class ink nest.

  These pseudo-lords have never left without returning since the human race attacked!

  However, at this moment, they are all dispatched, no more reservations.

  Without their support, the non-return at this moment can almost be said to be undefended!

Even though there are still two black giant gods standing on the left and right sides of the non-returning pass, if Yang Kai is willing, he can take this opportunity to get in and easily destroy all the ink nests. Even if the two black giant gods take action, It will only speed up the destruction of the ink nest.

   Perceived the abnormal movement on the side without returning to the pass, the many ninth ranks of the human race all looked awe-inspiring.

  Monaye grinned at Mi Jinglun: "Since it is the final battle, then I will be welcome!"

The Terran would rather pay a huge price to win and not return. How can the Mo people hide themselves? After all, if this battle is lost, there is no ink nest. In such a situation, the ink nest does not need to be guarded anymore. , Desperate battle, winner and loser.

   "Kill!" Monayer suddenly yelled, leading a group of Mozu powerhouses, and brazenly rushing towards Wei Junyang. This hit Wei Junyang by surprise. Even with the help of the other Ninth Ranks, he was backing away.

  Like Xiang Shan, Wei Junyang was injured, and he was obviously used as a breakthrough by Manaya, which made Wei Junyang quite annoyed.

  Fortunately, all of the Ninth Ranks are powerful, and soon stabilized the battle.

When Mi Jinglun’s spiritual thoughts were surging, the eight Ninth-Rank immediately left the three of them to face the pseudo-lords who never returned to rush out. The remaining five joined forces to barely compete with the Mo Naye and other powerful Mo people. situation.

  However, dozens of pseudo-lords rushed out together, how could they be stopped with just three 9-Rank. Those pseudo-lords each form a battle, and only a three-talent formation can contain a ninth rank.

  In an instant, the advantage brought by Yang Kai's previous killing of a large number of false kings was wiped out, and the battle damage that had been stopped by the human race was expanding like a snowball.

  At this moment, a towering pass drove into the battlefield, and Chunyang Pass, which had been drifting outside the battlefield, finally joined the battlefield!

  The huge pass slowly revolves, and the many large artifacts arranged on the pass continue to bloom with dazzling light like a thunder dragon, entering the enemy's formation, and every blow can clear a vast void.

  The Moh defense line targeted by Pure Yang Pass is at stake in an instant!