With the flight talisman on their bodies, Zhang Qing and the others pushed their combat strength to the extreme.
Xie Ting was the first to rush into the enemy's camp on his black eagle.
Although the winged people were ready to fight to the death, their morale had already fallen. Furthermore, with the support of the formation, they did not want to continue fighting at all.
As a result, the morale of the winged people declined. The result was obvious. Even if Jiang Chen did not attack, the winged people were no match for the ferocious Xie Ting and the others.
"Die!"
Xie Ting roared. He waved his sword and ruthlessly cut off the wings of a winged person in an extremely tricky manner.
Once the winged people lost their winged people, it was equivalent to losing their support. Moreover, these winged people didn't have flight talismans. After losing their wings, they didn't even have the ability to fly, let alone maintain their fighting strength.
Xie Ting changed the momentum of his sword again and cut off the head of the winged person.
Jiang Chen and Da Huang Dog stood not far away, calmly watching the intense battle in front of them.
"These bird people are done for. They have no morale at all."
Da Huang Dog said proudly. Although he did not attack, his contribution was indispensable. If it were not for his formation, at least half of the winged people would have escaped.
"There is only one ending for the winged people who offend me."
Jiang Chen said coldly. He put away his sword and did not plan to continue attacking.
Given the situation in front of him, there was no need for him to attack anymore. It was also a good opportunity for the disciples of the Martial Pavilion. To put it bluntly, the disciples of the Martial Pavilion were usually pampered and did not have much experience in actual combat, especially in life-and-death battles.
For them, this was a rare opportunity to improve themselves. Getting rid of these Winged people would not only improve their combat ability, but it would also increase their self-confidence. This was very important.
Although Jiang Chen had not been in the Red East Region for long, he had already understood the situation in the Red East Region very well. The human race and the winged people were irreconcilable enemies. Sooner or later, there would be a life-and-death battle.
The Martial Pavilion was the leader of the human race, but the disciples of the Martial Pavilion were really too weak. They had to constantly experience life and death situations in order to be able to protect themselves in the future battles of life and death.
It would have been fine if Jiang Chen had not come. However, since he had come to the Crimson East Region, since he was a member of the human race, and since he had joined the Martial Pavilion and become a disciple of the Martial Pavilion, he had the duty and responsibility to fight against the Yu clan.
Jiang Chen hoped that there would be no Harpies left in the Scarlet East Region by the time he left.
Furthermore, even without their relationship with the Human Race, Jiang Chen and the Feather Race would not rest until one of them was dead. This enmity had been established ever since they had first entered the Eternal World and entered the Broken Flight Stream.
"Ahhh …"
Mournful screams rang out incessantly. Xie Ting was too ferocious. He was able to fully utilize what Jiang Chen had given him. The sword in his hand had turned into a lethal weapon, and with the help of the Black Eagle, he was able to move freely and smoothly.
With the help of the disciples of the Martial Pavilion, five Winged Men had died tragically in just a few minutes.
Now, only a young Winged Man was left, struggling under Zhang Qing's strong pressure.
"Surrender now."
Xie Ting's aura was like a rainbow as he shouted at the winged youth. This battle had allowed Xie Ting to truly find himself. He had completely abandoned his Young City Lord character and turned into a true warrior.
All of this was due to Jiang Chen's influence. He had taken Jiang Chen as his idol, and he wanted to become a god of war like Jiang Chen.
"Let's attack together and kill him."
Zhang Qing's voice was stern, and he was also furious. The disciples of the Martial Pavilion attacked together. No matter how talented the young Winged Man was, he was only at the Eighth Heavenly Layer of the Unity Origin realm. Coupled with his chaotic emotions, it was difficult for him to resist Xie Ting alone, let alone the six of them working together.
"All of you, move aside. I'll fight him."
Xie Ting suddenly shouted and stood in front of Zhang Qing and the others.
"Ah Ting, don't be reckless."
Zhang Qing frowned.
"Senior Brother Xie, although this guy is injured, we can't underestimate him."
Someone said.
"Don't worry."
Xie Ting raised his hand, gesturing for them not to say anything more.
"Alright, be careful."
Zhang Qing knew Xie Ting's character. It was difficult for him to change his mind.
The others retreated, leaving the battlefield to Xie Ting and the young Winged Man.
Jiang Chen, who was not far away, nodded. This Xie Ting was quite courageous, and Jiang Chen couldn't help but look at him in a new light.
One should know that a rich young master like Xie Ting, who had a powerful backer, lived a comfortable life. It was not easy for him to be so courageous.
In the void, under the formation, Xie Ting and the young Winged Man stood opposite each other with murderous intent.
"Who are you?"
The young Winged Man asked.
"Xie Ting."
Xie Ting gave his name.
"The Young City Lord of the Divine Martial City?"
The young Winged Man was shocked. Obviously, he had heard of Xie Ting before. In fact, there were only a few people in the Feather Race who didn't know about Xie Ting.
After all, the Divine Martial City Lord was too famous. He was almost on the same level as the Feather Race's Patriarch. The Feather Race was a strong enemy of the human race, so they naturally wanted to know all the key figures of the human race.
Xie Ting might not be a big deal in the eyes of the Feather Race's higher-ups, but among the young geniuses of the Feather Race, he was the real deal. To put it bluntly, if someone from the Feather Race could kill Xie Ting, they would definitely become famous in the Feather Race.
"That's right, it's me. My head should be worth a lot of money in the Feather Race."
Xie Ting smiled.
"Hmph! Xie Ting, if you want to kill me, then kill me. I can't escape today anyway, so why bother humiliating me? I won't fight you. Come at me together, don't waste my time. "
The young Winged Man harrumphed. Obviously, he felt that Xie Ting's suggestion to fight him alone was a humiliation. Even if he defeated Xie Ting, he still wouldn't be able to escape, and he wouldn't be able to change his death today.
"Fight me, as long as you defeat me, I'll let you leave in one piece."
Xie Ting said.
"Are you serious?"
The young Winged Man was delighted. His eyes began to emit a light of hope.
"Of course, I, Xie Ting, am a man of my word. As long as you can defeat me, I'll let you leave if you win, but if you lose, I'll chop off your head."
Xie Ting was incomparably domineering. The aura of the Young City Lord was unmistakable.
"This kid is interesting."
Da Huang Dog said.
"He's a genius, and his future will be limitless."
Jiang Chen said that the young generation of the human race needed more people like Xie Ting. If everyone was like Xie Ting, the Feather Race wouldn't have to worry about not being eliminated.
"Alright, Xie Ting, you're too arrogant. Today, I'll let you know how powerful the Feather Race's geniuses are."
The young Winged Man's aura fluctuated wildly. For him, this was his only chance to survive, so he naturally wouldn't miss it.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
