5913. Chapter 5913 Conquer without Returning to the Level

The latest website: The severe pain made Manaye's expression grim and distorted, he gritted his teeth and said: "I laugh at your human race, who know nothing about the power of the Supreme Being, no matter how you struggle, it is meaningless. Empty!"

These words are like an exposition of facts, but also like a vicious curse, more like an anticipation of the future.

Yang Kai couldn't help but snorted coldly: "I'm not very skilled, but my tone is not small."

Manaye frowned: "Brother Yang..."

The spear in Yang Kai's hand shook violently, interrupting his words, with a strong disgust on his face: "Who is your brother Yang? Just because you are qualified to call me a brother?"

Manaye showed a look of astonishment, and said, "I thought..."

Yang Kai interrupted him again: "You and I have been fighting each other for so many years, and each has a victory, so you think that as an opponent, you should cherish each other?"

"Shouldn't it be?" Manaye asked.

The disgust on Yang Kai's face was even stronger: "It seems that you are the one who doesn't know anything! I, Yang Kai, have been practicing for thousands of years and have met many powerful opponents. There are indeed some worthy of my sympathy, because It was the urging of those opponents that allowed me to move forward step by step and get to where I am today, but that does not include you, nor does it include any Mo people! For all ethnic groups, the Mo people are enemies of life and death, and the only way to kill them is to kill them. Then hurry up!"

Manaye was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Only those who are opponents will sympathize with each other, but the enemy cannot."

"It looks like you understand. If that's the case, then answer me, where did the Mo Clan's reinforcements come from, did something happen to the Chutian Great Ban? You only have one chance to speak!" Yang Kai's cold words were like The cold wind of winter.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Manaye's mouth, looking at Mi Jinglun opposite, and said lightly, "Mo will be forever!"

The violent power suddenly erupted in Manaye's chest, and the power of the three thousand avenues was ups and downs. The king who had dominated the Mo people's overall situation for thousands of years burst into pieces, and blood and water flew off his limbs.

Manaye, fall!

Yang Kai warned him that he only had one chance to speak, but he did not intend to reveal any valuable information. Yang Kai would not be merciful, not to mention, no matter what answer he gave, this time he could not escape death.

Yang Kai would never give him another chance to escape. Seven hundred years ago, he failed to kill Manaye in the world in the furnace.

He always felt sorry for it. Later, the Qiankun furnace was closed. He thought he had another chance to kill Manaye. Who knew that he was taken to the end of the world by the Qiankun furnace and let this guy escape by accident. .

Manaye is well aware of this, and Yang Kai has already expected it.

For a long time, the biggest threat of Manaye to the human race is not his king-level cultivation, but the head of all the Mo people. With such hardships, it can be said that a Manaye human army paid at least 30% more casualties.

Until this moment, this Mo clan king finally came to the end of his life!

Mi Jinglun raised his hand and grabbed a broken arm, which was the stump of Manaye after his death. He broke open the opponent's clenched big hand and deducted an unhatched ink nest from his palm.

Looking up at Yang Kai: "Is this why you lied to him?"

With the help of the Void Guard's investigation, the Human Race had an insight into the movement of the Mo Clan reinforcements, so they decisively launched this decisive battle.

Manaye had some guesses about this, but he wasn't completely sure, so he wanted to get a confirmation before he died.

Logically speaking, Manaye is about to die, so it doesn't matter if he tells him the answer. After all, the dead can't do anything, but when he asked that question, Yang Kai seemed to know nothing. , And seeing him like this, Mi Jinglun also quickly cooperated.

As a result, until Manaye was beheaded, he did not understand whether the Human Race knew about the Mo people reinforcements in advance.

Yang Kai nodded: "Just in case!"

Although it doesn't matter much if he admits it, no one knows how it will change the situation if he admits it, so Yang has always adhered to the principle that if the enemy wants to know, he will never let them Know.

However, judging from the fact that Manaye still held the Mocha before he died, the news of not returning to the customs must have reached the Mo people's support army, and the support army also knew that their existence had been exposed, and even I know that there is an ink-colored giant god who has died in battle.

This made Yang Kai sigh a little. After he joined forces with Ah Da to kill the black giant god, he immediately entered the level and destroyed all the black nests, just to guard against the news here, but the result was Look, still can't completely prevent it.

Mochao is too convenient for message transmission.

The only thing that can be fortunate at the moment is that the Mo people's reinforcements do not know the existence of the Void Guard and the Space Law Formation, and they will not know the next situation on the battlefield.

Right now, the reinforcements that are still advancing in the void have only two choices. One is to speed up and go to the border without returning to the customs. It is hoped that the war will not end before their support arrives, and they will be able to help them at that time. With the help of the Mo people, it may be possible to restore the decline.

The second is naturally to stick in place, arrange troops, set up a net of heaven and earth, and wait for the human army to enter the urn.

But no matter which one they choose, they can't stop the fate of not returning to the Guan Mo clan!

This battle that does not return to the customs, with the fall of the black-colored giant god, the overall situation has already been set.

Mi Jinglun clenched his hands tightly and destroyed the ink nest. Feather fan waved lightly: "Junior brother, let's heal for the time being, I am afraid that the ink-colored giant god will need your help. As for the rest, you don't need to worry about it. That's enough."

Yang Kai pondered for a while, and nodded slightly: "That's fine!"

He killed the ink-colored giant god and Manaye successively. He was very exhausted and really needed to recover for a while. Although the overall situation of this battle has been set, if you want a beautiful ending, you still need to solve the remaining ink-colored giant god. , that thing is not easy to deal with, if the first black giant god is not too careless, it will not fall in such a short time.

Mi Jinglun left, Yang Kai cultivated quietly, he did not arrange any protection, just sat cross-legged in the void, not afraid of whether there would be a strong Mo clan attacking him...

When Manaye, the king-level powerhouse's breath, was annihilated, the broken Mo people's defense line became more and more unbearable.

In particular, the powerhouses of the Mo people who are fighting against the powerhouses of the human race have been shocked by the fall of the black-colored giant gods. Now Manaye has also died in battle, and the hearts of every domain owner and even the pseudo-king are gushing out. Terrified and overwhelmed.

Before this war started, everything was under control, but when the war broke out, everything was developing in a direction that the Mo people didn't want to see, pushing them into the abyss step by step.

The fall of the black-colored giant god and Manaye caused a series of unpredictable chain reactions. Everywhere on the battlefield, the aura of the black-colored powerhouse began to annihilate.

And with the fall of a large number of Mo people powerhouses, more human powerhouses pulled out their hands to support some anxious battlefields, and soon a situation of fighting more and less was formed.

The various advantages of the human race on the battlefield quickly accumulated in a snowball manner.

Seeing that the situation was not good, many Black Ink Clan experts couldn't help but feel the idea of ​​escaping, but under the current situation, how could they possibly escape.

Half a day later, as the news of the annihilation of the breath of the new king, Diallo, spread across the battlefield, the Mo people completely collapsed, and the breath of despair enveloped every Mo people. Under such a desperate situation, many people were forced instead. The Mo people are determined to fight to the death, but at this time, even if they have such determination, it is difficult to restore the situation.

Somewhere on the battlefield, Mo Yu fought Luo Tinghe, Wei Junyang and Xiang Shan all by himself. Even though his aptitude was much more than the three rank nine elders of the human race, he could fight one against three, but he was not enough.

Originally, his opponent was only Luo Tinghe, but as the war progressed, Wei Junyang and Xiang Shan gradually resolved their opponents and came to support him.

Not only that, but Mo Yu clearly felt that the other ninth-rank humans of the human race were paying attention to the war here.

Under such a situation, even if Mo Yu had the ability to win against the three ninth-grades, he would probably be besieged by more ninth-grades.

What's more, he doesn't have the ability!

Knowing that he was bound to die, Mo Yu let go of his hands and feet instead, holding a desperate mentality, regardless of his own trauma, only staring at Xiang Shan for the indiscriminate bombardment, which made Xiang Shan extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, neither Luo Tinghe nor Wei Junyang were mediocre players. With the combined efforts of the three, they did not give Mo Yu a chance to perish together.

This fierce battle took half a day of hard work. In the end, while Xiang Shan was hit hard by the opponent, he slashed Mo Yu's head with a knife, and the endless sword light swept through, twisting the remnant into pieces.

At this point, the only three kings of the Mo people have all fallen!

Of the hundreds of pseudo-kings, less than a hundred are left, and even these hundred may fall at any time.

As for the army of the Mo people that originally numbered in the hundreds of millions, they have already been killed by the human race. Throughout the vast battlefield, the bodies of the Mo people can be seen everywhere. , confiscated the lives of the remnants of the Mo people.

Xiang Shan was seriously injured and stayed in place to heal, while Luo Tinghe and Wei Junyang rushed to other battlefields non-stop. With all the powerhouses of the Mo clan dying, how could they rely on those lonesome pseudo-kings alone? It can withstand the attack of the top combat power of the human race.

One after another, the breath of false kings began to disappear one after another...

Until a certain moment, the body of the last Black Ink strongman was blown up, blood was scattered all over the sky, Ouyang Lie with fiery red hair breathed slightly and waved his fist, his hair was burning like flames.

The vast battlefield was silent, and the chaotic confrontation had long ceased.

The next moment, the cheers of the sky resounded, and the converging sound wave almost tore apart the void.

Human race, win!