It's really terrible that the Wind Clan has been inherited.
There are more than 1,000 people, and the weakest ones are all first-level fake immortals.
Many people were trembling.
This is really something you can't afford to offend... The next moment, not long after the roar passed, people from the Wind Clan, so densely packed that they covered the sky and the sun, flew in from afar.
They all came to the sky above the Martial Arts Tower Square and looked at everyone below, as if gods had descended.
The power it brings is very terrifying.
The patriarchs of every ancient ethnic group present were trembling a little at this time.
Although, as the patriarchs of the ancient ethnic group, their strength has reached the ninth level of fake immortals.
But they really felt that there were many people from the Wind Clan who were beyond the ninth level of fake immortals.
Although they couldn't tell the specific strength and aura.
But it has definitely reached the level of a true immortal.
How to fight this?
There is no way to continue the fight! Once we take action, they will die very quickly! I am afraid it is the Wind Clan, and it will be very simple to kill them.
The leader of the Feng Clan, a young and beautiful woman.
As the clan leader, she is still a virgin and is very pure.
She is more mature and more beautiful than the Saint of the Wind Clan.
The figure is very enchanting, and the proportions are also very standard and perfect! At this time, the leader of the Wind Clan, condescendingly looked down at everyone below, looking for the figure of the Saint of the Wind Clan.
However, the Saint of the Wind Clan was not seen.
I don’t know where the Wind Clan Saint has gone at this time.
The leader of the Wind Clan directly shouted in a low voice: "Hand over the saint of my clan, and I will give you one minute. If you don't hand over the saint of my clan after one minute, I will make everyone in the room surrender."
Go see the Lord of Hell!"
Everyone, look at me, and I'll look at you.
Everyone's face looked horribly gloomy.
The Saint of the Wind Clan is not here, she was taken away by Lin Feng.
Where are they going to find the Saint of the Wind Clan and hand it over to the leader of the Wind Clan?
This is something that cannot be done! However, it still needs to be explained.
Regardless of whether the leader of the Wind Clan is listening or not, everyone has to explain.
At this time, the leader of the Thunder Clan opened his mouth and said: "Clan Leader of the Wind Clan, your Royal Highness the Saint has been taken away by Young Hero Ping An!"
"You can't touch any of us here, otherwise Young Hero Ping An will kill you Wind Clan saintess directly!"
The leader of the Thunder Clan, according to Lin Feng, must hold tightly to the bargaining chip of the Saint of the Wind Clan.
Otherwise, I don’t know how he died.
The leader of the Wind Clan shouted loudly: "I won't listen to any of your explanations. Now the timer has started. When the time is up, if the saint of our tribe doesn't hand it over, you will bear the consequences!"
After the leader of the Wind Clan finished speaking, he stopped explaining.
But the killing intent has already locked onto everyone below.
And after arriving at True Immortal, they have the strength to coerce them.
This kind of power and coercion is very terrifying. It's like the sky is falling. The huge pressure is pressing on everyone present.
Many of the younger generation who were weak in power were simply unable to withstand the pressure of such strength, and were forced to sit paralyzed on the ground.
Many people peed all over themselves.
There is no way, they really can't resist it! This kind of pressure is too terrifying.
Even the patriarchs of those ancient ethnic groups were so suppressed that their limbs were trembling and they felt like they could no longer hold up.
Under such circumstances, once they fight, they will be no match for the leader of the Wind Clan and others.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
All the people were breathing very rapidly, their heartbeats were racing, and they were trembling with fear.
None of them knew what to do... Lin Feng didn't know where he was now... He wanted to find Lin Feng, but he didn't know where to find him.
In one minute, it's here in a blink of an eye, with the snap of a finger.
At this time, the leader of the Wind Clan shouted loudly: "When the time comes, I see you won't shed tears without seeing the coffin, very good, let me help you!"
"All tribesmen, listen to my order and start working together to kill everyone on site, leaving no one behind!"
At this time, the leader of the Wind Clan can no longer control so much.
She must bring the Saint of the Wind Clan back intact.
The Saintess of the Wind Clan is related to the fate of the entire Wind Clan, as well as opportunities, opportunities, etc.
If something goes wrong with the Saint of the Wind Clan, the Wind Clan will be doomed.
Therefore, she will not care about any consequences.
Even if their big plans are affected, they can't control that much.
For the saint, we must do whatever it takes! "Kill!!!"
The next moment, all the masters of the Wind Clan were directly attacking everyone below.
There really wasn't any hesitation.
And at this moment, at the critical moment, a roar came from the horizon: "Stop it all, whoever dares to touch a hair of any of my human race or other ancient races, I will immediately make your saintess disappear into ashes!"
Hearing this roar, everyone at the scene, who had been frightened out of their wits, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
All of a sudden, it felt so much easier.
He raised his head and looked towards the direction where the sound came from, finally breathing a little easier.
They knew that Lin Feng was here! If Lin Feng didn't show up again, all the human races and ancient races on the scene would be doomed.
If Lin Feng appears, I hope he can resolve this crisis.
At this time, the leader of the Wind Clan and others also stopped.
Since the other party has come with their saint.
They should not take action for the time being. The most important thing is to see how to save the saint next.
You don't need to worry about anything else.
Everyone stopped and looked into the distance.
The next moment, an afterimage flashed rapidly.
After the figure came over, there were two people, Lin Feng and the Saint of the Wind Clan.
The Saint of the Wind Clan, nestled in Lin Feng's arms.
But she obviously didn't do it voluntarily.
Because Lin Feng was holding a long red sword in his hand, which was placed on the neck of the Saint of the Wind Clan.
Be ready at any time to chop off the head of the Saint of the Wind Clan with a sword.
Moreover, the long sword was too sharp and had already cut the neck of the Saint of the Wind Clan, causing blood to flow slowly.
The Saint of the Wind Clan seemed relatively calm, but she was also very nervous and scared.
After all, Lin Feng is too cruel.
If they can't reach an agreement and kill her, what should she do?
She had just tasted a little bit of the sweetness.
I haven’t taken it easy yet, enjoy what it’s like to be a woman.
I didn't want to die like this... The leader of the Wind Clan and others all looked at Lin Feng, their eyes were extremely cold.
This ugly guy is their Wind Clan's biggest enemy.
Moreover, you dare to hold their saint daughter hostage?
Oh my God, this guy is definitely too ambitious! The leader of the Wind Clan coldly shouted at Lin Feng: "Boy, let go of our saint, otherwise, we will kill everyone on the scene immediately!"
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The two sides started negotiating directly! Lin Feng smiled and said: "This is impossible, you can do it if you have the guts, but I will only say one thing, whoever dares to touch a hair of any human race or other ancient ethnic groups present, I will strike with my sword
, cut off the head of the wind clan saint.
Don’t doubt it, I never consider the consequences when I do things, you can give it a try!”
"I am a humble person with no big ambitions or ideals, but I will protect my human race and anyone from other ancient ethnic groups who are willing to unite with my human race. You beasts, do it if you have the guts.
, don’t give me any nagging, I’m not in the mood to negotiate with you!”
Lin Feng looked very strong and domineering! The leader of the Wind Clan and others frowned slightly!!