In fact, at this moment, the leader of the Winged Men and the Eighth Prince were a little anxious. They did not expect Da Huang Dog's defensive formation to be so powerful.
After all, even if all the disciples of the Martial Pavilion worked together to channel energy into the formation, the defensive ability was still too strong. The only explanation was that Big Yellow's attainments in the knowledge of formations were terrifying. The foundation of the formation that he set up was relatively stable. That was why it had such a terrifying defensive ability.
Rumble …
The people of the Feather Clan went berserk. Each and every one of them tried their best to break the defensive formation of the Martial Pavilion as soon as possible.
Within the formation, the disciples of the Martial Pavilion were sweating profusely. They did not dare to be careless. While they were trying their best to support the defensive formation, their eyes fell on Jiang Chen. At this moment, Jiang Chen was their only hope.
Jiang Chen's hands moved in a dazzling manner, forming one after another seals. His movements were as smooth as the floating clouds and flowing water. His skillful movements gave people confidence.
At this moment, on the other side, Li Long and Ji Tian's team began to suffer heavy losses. They did not have people as capable as Da Huang Dog and Jiang Chen. They could not make a defensive formation, nor could they break the Eight Gates Maze Formation. From time to time, disciples of the Martial Pavilion would be ambushed and killed. Almost everyone was in despair.
"Damn the Feather Clan. They deceived us all."
"Conspiracy. This is a big conspiracy. The so-called Star Lord's relic is just a trap."
"The Feather Clan wants to annihilate the human race. They won't give us a way out. We are trapped in the formation now. There is nothing we can do. We can only wait to be killed."
…
The disciples of the Martial Pavilion were crazy. Their eyes were red, and their hearts were filled with endless despair.
There was no way out at all. They had never seen this formation before, not to mention breaking it. Even their team leader, Li Long and Ji Tian, were helpless. They could only lead the disciples of the Martial Pavilion and hold on for dear life.
However, they did not know how long they could hold on. Perhaps when they really could not hold on any longer, it would be the arrival of death.
Time passed very quickly. However, to the disciples of the Martial Pavilion, every second felt like a year. The screams that were constantly accompanied were constantly stimulating their souls.
On the other side, inside the Eight Gates Maze Formation, Jiang Chen suddenly shouted. With a wave of his hand, a vast expanse of divine light shot out. At the same time, Jiang Chen shouted, "Da Huang, remove the defensive formation!"
Jiang Chen's aura was earth-shattering. As soon as he finished speaking, Da Huang Dog immediately removed the defensive formation and retracted all the energy of the Martial Pavilion's disciples.
At the same time, Jiang Chen's divine light landed on the Eight Gates Maze Formation. The formation let out a series of explosions, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely destroyed by Jiang Chen.
The destruction of the Eight Gates Maze Formation also caused the strong supply from the Feather Race to be in vain. They were even shaken, and the Feather Race kept retreating. Because the Eight Gates Maze Formation was broken, the disciples of the Martial Pavilion who could not see the Feather Race could see the Feather Race outside in an instant. It was really as if they had walked out from the darkness.
"Kill, kill all these birdmen!"
In the next moment, someone shouted. All the disciples of the Martial Pavilion immediately had red eyes. As if they were injected with chicken blood, they charged towards the Feather Race crazily.
That's right, they were going crazy. After being suppressed for too long, the disciples of the Martial Pavilion were so sullen that they were about to go crazy. The feeling of being a sitting duck and waiting to be slaughtered was too unbearable. Now, they could finally see the light of day again.
Seeing the valiance of the disciples of the Martial Pavilion venting their anger, Jiang Chen could not help but smile. The higher-ups of the Feather Race had deliberately planned this to sever the future of the Human Race, but they did not expect it to stimulate the fighting spirit and bravery of the geniuses of the Human Race.
Every single person who had experienced death would disregard life and death, and every single person who disregarded life and death would undoubtedly be very frightening in battle. Just like the disciples of the Martial Pavilion at this moment, every single one of them was a tiger, full of blood, and full of battle power.
They all felt that they had regained their lives. To put it bluntly, they did not care about their lives in battle. It was a profit anyways.
On the other hand, the Feather Race, who was originally in an advantageous position, was instantly thrown into chaos. The entire camp was in chaos, and faced with the crazy attacks of the disciples of the Martial Pavilion, they were immediately thrown into chaos. They could not even use their wings to fly.
"What's going on? What's going on? How did they destroy the formation? Isn't this a formation set up by a Heavenly Source expert? How did they destroy it? "
"Damn it, the formation has been destroyed. They can see us now."
"Everyone, hold your ground. Let's fight it out with them. We, the Feather Race, have a huge advantage. We are not afraid of them. Even without the formation, we can still kill them all. This is a big test for the Feather Race. Kill these humans and destroy the future of the Human Race."
…
The Feather Race was in chaos. The eighth young master quickly reorganized himself, and the folding fan in his hand turned into a magnificent spear at this moment.
It had to be said that the eighth young master was quite good at competing. He could still maintain his composure at the crucial moment and lead the way.
But in reality, the Eighth Young Master was also panicking in his heart. He had already started to curse in his heart. He was very clear about the Eight Gates Maze Formation. Logically speaking, the geniuses of the Human Clan should have been killed by such a terrifying formation. He couldn't figure out why the formation would suddenly fail. He would never believe that there was someone among the disciples of the Martial Pavilion who could break the formation.
At the same time, on the other two sides, the Eight Gates Maze Formation was destroyed. The disciples of the Martial Pavilion, who had been howling in despair, suddenly roared and rushed over when they saw that the formation had been destroyed and the disciples of the Feather Race were smiling as if they were prey.
The disciples of the Martial Pavilion were dumbfounded. They did not know why the formation suddenly failed, but it was a good thing. It was the hope of the Human Race.
"Kill, kill! Avenge our dead brothers!"
Li Long's voice was hoarse. As the captain of the Martial Pavilion, he had witnessed the tragic death of his disciples one by one, but there was nothing he could do. He had long been aggrieved. At this moment, seeing the enemy in front of him, how could he resist? He held the saber in his hand and went straight to Zhao Qiankun, the Sixth Young Master. It seemed that he wanted to vent all the grievances in his heart.
"Kill …"
The disciples of the Martial Pavilion launched a desperate reunion. It was no longer important who broke the formation, at least not for the time being. The most important thing now was to kill the Feather Race and avenge the dead.
During this period, although some disciples of the Martial Pavilion had died, the overall number of disciples of the Martial Pavilion exceeded that of the Feather Race, so they still had strong combat power.
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