"This is the Mo Clan!"
Hidden on a huge meteorite, Miao Feiping's eyes widened, staring at the Mo race team passing by in the void, and his heart was indeed just as the brothers said, the Mo race was born with a variety of strange things, and there was no stereotype.
He saw huge figures from the hundreds of Mo race teams, and there were also humanoid figures, but more of them were like monster races. Some Mo races were in the form of monster beasts.
However, no matter what kind of form, the individual appearances of these Mo people are surging with the power of ink, and even the places they pass by, there are residual ink power, as if ink that cannot be melted.
Miao Feiping couldn't help swallowing his saliva and turned to look at Yang Kai.
There were a lot of such a Mo team, he didn't know how Yang Kai would deal with it, whether he rushed forward to fight or just watch the change.
If he was alone, he probably couldn’t hide his aura from such a close distance. Maybe he would be spotted by the strong in the Mo team, but Yang Kai was beside him, and with Yang Kai’s help, he was full of aura. Converging to the extreme, there is a certain distance between each other, so the Mo Clan didn't notice that there were two pairs of eyes in the dark that were paying attention to their movements.
"This should be a lord's army." Yang Kai quietly transmitted his voice. Under his observation, he could clearly distinguish that there were four or five lord-level Mo tribes among the hundreds of people. Both are the upper Mo people and the lower Mo people.
This is consistent with the information he found out in the hinterland of the Mo clan, and Zaku told him about these things.
"Where are they going?" Miao Feiping asked in a puzzled manner. Looking at the direction of this Mo team, it seemed that it was not heading to Biluoguan.
"It should be the sign of the domain master of this area, to join the army of other lords, and then to attack Biluoguan." Yang Kai explained.
Miao Feiping was clear: "Uncle Master, I heard from the seniors that every domain lord has at least dozens of them, and as many as hundreds of lords have their own fiefs?"
The news was that Yang Kai came back from the hinterland of the Mo Clan, and it has now spread throughout the human race. It is not surprising that Miao Feiping learned from the other members of the Dawn Team.
Yang Kai nodded and said, "Not bad."
Miao Feiping was slightly startled: "In this way, a domain master can easily gather tens of thousands of troops in wartime?"
There are hundreds of armies of this lord in front of him. If there are a hundred such teams, it will naturally be tens of thousands.
Yang Kai nodded: "Otherwise, you think that every time the Mo Clan encircled the gate, where did the tens of millions of troops come from? It is all the lord leading his own army and gathering."
Miao Feiping couldn't help taking a breath.
How many soldiers does Human Race have at each pass? Not to mention other passes, only Biluo Pass, it is only thirty or forty thousand people. The other passes are estimated to be about the same, but the Mo people have tens of millions of troops.
Even though I know that the Mozu army has a lot of moisture, most of them are cannon fodder lower Mozu, but the contrast in numbers is still too great.
For a time, it was difficult for Miao Feiping to imagine how the Human Race had withstood the Mo race's offensive and repelled them time and time again.
If Yang Kai had the intention of such a Mo team, he could rush over and kill it all in all, but at this time it would be inconvenient to bring Miao Feiping with him. After all, he could not be in such an environment. Protect the safety of Miao Feiping.
So after witnessing the departure of the lord's army and remembering their forward direction, Yang Kai patted Miao Feiping's shoulder lightly: "Let's go."
Miao Feiping hurried to keep up.
Soon he discovered that Yang Kai was advancing in the completely opposite direction of the lord's army.
He was quick-minded and faintly guessed: "Uncle Master, are we going to that lord's territory?"
Yang Kai glanced at him in surprise, "Why do you say that?"
Miao Feiping said: "Which lord's army came from this direction, so his territory must be in this direction. The uncle did not change the direction. Is this to take advantage of the emptiness behind the opponent and go straight to Huanglong?"
Yang Kai said profoundly: "It's not me, it's you!"
"Me?" Miao Feiping was taken aback.
Yang Kai suddenly raised his head and looked forward, grinning: "There are just two people alone, let's practice hands first."
Speaking like this, he reached out his hand to lift Miao Feiping's collar, and threw him forward without Miao Feiping's preparation.
Miao Feiping gave a weird cry, and instantly did not know how far he was thrown away. When he finally stabilized his figure, the two Mo people in front of him were staring at him in surprise and ferociousness.
"Human Race!"
"Six-Rank!"
"Mom him!"
The two Mo tribes exchanged briefly, and flicked towards Miao Fei on the left and the other right.
Miao Feiping was shocked, and hurriedly sacrificed a long sword, urging his own strength, and shook out a sword curtain, and fought with the two Mo tribes.
Miao Feiping fell short of a confrontation. He discovered that these two Mo tribes were both high-ranking Mo tribes, and both were high-ranking Mo tribes comparable to the sixth rank of the human race.
If alone, Miao Feiping thinks he can get rid of any of them, but when the other two join hands, he is a little hard to deal with. After all, he has just been promoted to Rank 6. Just over a year ago, he just It's just an emperor realm, and now he is not so proficient in the use of the power of the open sky realm.
The two Mo tribes didn’t have any tactics. They just kept urging the power of Mo to perform secret techniques. Miao Feiping was overwhelmed. What made him even more uncomfortable was that the power of Mo was actually eroding his small universe and he had to Separate some mind and strength to fight this erosion.
Regardless of how people listen to the Mo Clan, it is better to face it yourself.
Miao Feiping finally knew what kind of enemy the soldiers at all human barriers had been fighting against in the past countless years.
He couldn't perceive the breath of Master Uncle, nor could he see Master Uncle's figure, but he knew that Master Uncle must be hiding nearby, so he knew that his life could not be in danger.
At this point, Miao Feiping became more courageous.
Taking advantage of a mistake in the coordination of the two Mo tribes, Miao Feiping shook the long sword in his hand, wrapped in the sword light, and rushed towards one of the Mo tribes. His momentum was inexhaustible, and he wanted to go with this Mo tribe. The posture of death.
The Mo clan who was targeted was taken aback. I never expected that this human clan would suddenly become so fierce, as if it had changed a person. He couldn't react for a while, and was directly pierced by a sword light, and died on the spot.
The attack of another Mo race had arrived. At this moment, Miao Feiping was unable to defend. The sudden death of his companion made this Mo race angry and unstoppable, so he did not show any mercy.
Motu is indeed precious, but he must have his life to enjoy it. Without the cooperation of his companions, he can't guarantee the smooth inking of the other party.
There is no guarantee, so he can only be sent to a funeral.
However, the space suddenly solidified, making his huge body stiff in place. Although it was only a short moment, he had already missed the opportunity to kill the opponent.
Miao Feiping had already slowed over, the long sword in his hand bloomed with exquisite sword light, his figure moved up and down, flying up and down around the Mo clan, the sword surged blood.
He knew that Master Uncle Fang must have made a secret attack, otherwise he would never be able to stop the second Mo Clan's sneak attack.
However, Uncle Master didn't mean to intervene anymore, which was in line with his mind. The flowers and plants in the greenhouse are destined to not live long, and they will grow stronger through wind and rain.
Even though it was only a new rank six, Miao Feiping, who made achievements in the first battle, had a lot of confidence, and in this kind of life-and-death struggle, he was able to adapt to his own power more quickly.
Therefore, after the death of the first Mo family, it was only a stick of incense, and the second Mo family followed in the footsteps of their companions.
Miao Feiping held a long sword in the air, his complexion was slightly pale and his breath was unsatisfactory.
Sword-slashing two high-ranking Mo races that are comparable to the sixth-rank Open Heaven is also a huge consumption for him.
Yang Kai's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, nodding slightly: "Not bad."
Miao Feiping received the sword and said humbly: "Uncle Master is absurdly praised, if it weren't for Master Uncle's secret action, the disciple would have been killed in Huangquan, but Master Uncle, the disciple seemed to have been eroded by the power of Mo, and he was already somewhat powerless to suppress it."
"I know." Yang Kai nodded slightly, and Miao Feiping's body was covered with ink power, which couldn't be more obvious, and the blackness in his eyes couldn't be hidden, "No need to suppress, open up your heart."
Miao Feiping was slightly surprised, but he obediently followed suit.
In less than a dozen breaths of effort, Miao Feiping suddenly snorted, shaking away the long sword in his hand, and stabbing directly at Yang Kai.
Yang Kai smiled slightly, stretched out his finger, and clamped the long sword between his fingers. Miao Feiping snarled and drew his sword, but he didn't move at all. He made a decisive decision, discarded the long sword, and leaped into his body. , The shadow of the full sky fist has been hooded towards Yang Kai.
Yang Kai raised his hand, and the shadow of the fist in the sky disappeared like a moon in the water.
There was no trace of Miao Feiping in front of him. This guy had already fleeed far away when he punched his fist. The speed was so fast, that strong attack was just a cover for escape.
Yang Kai grinned: "A smart choice!"
But fleeing in front of him is doomed to be useless.
The law of space urged, under the Secret Technique of the End of the World, Miao Feiping seemed to set foot on the spot, and he could no longer escape half an inch of the ground.
Yang Kai wandered behind Miao Feiping, and two colors of brilliance emerged from his palms, and when he was joined together, the light of purification enveloped him.
In the sound of piercing, Mo Zhili was dissipated, and the expression on Miao Fei's plane changed from pain to calm.
After Mo Zhili was dissipated and regained his nature, Miao Feiping found that all of his clothes had been wet with sweat.
"How do you feel?" Yang Kai asked.
Miao Feiping looked lingering, "It's like a big dream!"
Yang Kai nodded: "Every Mo disciple said so after he was sober. Remember this feeling, this is what it looks like after being inked, and only Mo is supreme in my heart, and no one has the slightest affection."
Miao Feiping sweated in a cold sweat: "The disciple has written it down. I will never be turned into a Mo disciple and become a Mo clan minion in the future." After a pause, he was embarrassed: "I just showed disrespect to the uncle, forgive me. ."
Yang Kai waved his hand: "If you don't shoot me, it would be strange."