"Who broke the Eight Gates Maze Formation?"
Zhao Qiankun shouted angrily. He thought he could easily defeat all the geniuses of the Human Clan, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen.
"It doesn't matter who broke it. You Feather Clan made such a big plot to frame the Human Clan. This hatred is absolutely irreconcilable. Zhao Qiankun, I will kill you today to avenge the death of those disciples of the Martial Pavilion."
Li Long was imposing and murderous. As the saying goes, when enemies meet, their eyes turn red, not to mention Li Long was so angry at the moment.
"Humph! Li Long, do you think you can kill me? The Star Lord's ruins will be the grave of you disciples of the Martial Pavilion. None of you can leave. Even without the Eight Gates Maze Formation, you are no match for the Feather Clan. "
Zhao Qiankun snorted and fought fiercely with Li Long.
Swish, swish, swish …
Because of their slow reaction, many Feather Clan members couldn't resist the desperate reunion of the disciples of the Martial Pavilion. They began to display their advantages and flapped their wings in the air.
"Take out your flight talismans and fight with the birdmen!"
Someone shouted. This time, everyone brought enough flight talismans to the Star Lord's ruins. That was why they were fighting with the Feather Clan members. For disciples of the Unity Origin Realm who couldn't fly, flight talismans were the best.
A crazy battle broke out in the Star Lord's space. The Human Clan and the Feather Clan would not stop until one of them was dead.
Killing, hell, and the smell of blood permeated the sky. This battle was a battle of life and death. It was either you die or I live. Screams filled the sky, and the disciples of the Human Clan and the Feather Clan were dying one after another.
War was cruel, and the war between the Human Clan and the Feather Clan was even crueler.
This battle was a real experience for both the disciples of the Human Clan and the Feather Clan. They had experienced real killing and life and death. To put it bluntly, as long as they could walk out of the Star Lord's ruins alive, their future achievements would be limitless.
For a cultivator, nothing was more important than a strong mind. A strong mind was the most basic foundation of a cultivator.
On the other side, Ji Tian was leading a large team. The battle was also abnormally intense, and it was no different from the other two battlefields. The disciples of the Martial Pavilion seemed to have gone crazy, and they did not care about their lives at all. This kind of fearless demeanor really frightened the Feather Clan.
In fact, the three battlefields weren't very far from each other. Anyone who fought here could feel the madness and murderous aura of the other two battlefields.
At this moment, everyone was clear in their hearts, especially the disciples of the Martial Pavilion. They already knew that the so-called Star Lord's relic was merely a conspiracy of the Feather Race. The real Star Lord's relic had already been swept clean by the Feather Race.
In other words, it was an empty shell that had existed for a very long time. There were no treasures left inside.
Such a huge conspiracy, coupled with the fact that the disciples of the Martial Pavilion were constantly being killed, had already stimulated the hearts of the disciples of the Martial Pavilion. They had recovered from despair and awakened from death. They were no longer afraid of anything. When they started killing, they did not care about their lives.
Jiang Chen spread his dragon wings and soared into the sky. With a sword in hand, his white robes fluttered in the wind, making him look like a peerless god of war.
He just stood there, motionless, like a god, directly affecting the hearts of every disciple of the Martial Pavilion. At this moment, Jiang Chen was like a stabilizing force. It seemed that as long as he stood there, the disciples of the Martial Pavilion would feel a hundred times more confident.
In other words, Jiang Chen's position in the hearts of all the disciples of the Martial Pavilion had surpassed Nie Xiaoying. It didn't matter how strong Jiang Chen's cultivation was, it was Jiang Chen's omnipotent means that had left an indelible impression in everyone's hearts.
Breaking the Eight Gates Maze Formation set up by a Heavenly Source expert with a wave of his hand. Just this alone was enough for Jiang Chen to win everyone's respect.
Just this alone was enough for Jiang Chen to save the lives of all the disciples of the Martial Pavilion.
On the battlefield that stretched for hundreds of miles, the Human Race and the Feather Race were engaged in a life-and-death battle. Xie Ting, Zhang Qing, Han Dong, and Fang Wei were among them. Each of them was braver than the last. They had all been guided by Jiang Chen. In such battles, they gradually made up for their shortcomings. It could be said that they were constantly improving in this life-and-death battle.
* Boom … *
A wave of air was released from Fang Wei's body. Fang Wei laughed out loud, "Hahaha, I've advanced. I've advanced in battle."
Fang Wei was extremely excited. Amidst the fierce slaughter, he didn't forget to look back at Jiang Chen. This was his irreplaceable ancestor in his heart. If it wasn't for his ancestor's guidance, he wouldn't have been able to achieve what he had today.
* Swish! *
A Seventh Heavenly Layer Feather Race expert arrived before Fang Wei in the blink of an eye. Clearly, Fang Wei's sudden advancement had attracted his attention. He wanted to guide Fang Wei and kill him.
In such a chaotic battlefield, there was no morality at all. No one would choose to fight evenly with you. All the battles and attacks were for the sake of killing.
Unfortunately, as soon as the disciple approached Fang Wei, he was slashed in half by a sword light from afar.
A chill rose in Fang Wei's heart. He suddenly turned around and saw that Jiang Chen had already appeared not far away from him. There was still a feather left on his sword.
"Thank you, ancestor."
Fang Wei said gratefully. His face was filled with lingering fear. Although he had advanced to the Sixth Heavenly Layer, he wasn't the opponent of a Seventh Heavenly Layer Feather Race expert. Not to mention that he had been too complacent because of his advancement. The Seventh Heavenly Layer Feather Race expert had even launched a sneak attack on him.
If it wasn't for Jiang Chen's help, he would have died in the hands of the Feather Race expert.
While feeling grateful, Fang Wei couldn't help but be shocked by Jiang Chen's strength. A Seventh Heavenly Layer Feather Race expert had been killed with a raise of his hand without any suspense.
Moreover, this was the first time Fang Wei had seen Jiang Chen fly in the sky. He didn't need the help of a Flight Talisman. His dragon wings were extremely mighty and domineering.
In Fang Wei's heart, this ancestor of his was truly omnipotent. Monstrous wasn't enough to describe his strength. He had so many techniques and trump cards that it was enough to raise eyebrows.
It was hard to imagine that such a miraculous disciple existed in the Martial Pavilion. Aside from his slightly lower cultivation, Jiang Chen was more than enough to be the teacher of everyone in the Martial Pavilion.
"Be careful. Follow what I've taught you. When it comes to killing, the focus is on the word 'kill'. No beautiful moves can compare to a one-hit kill. In a true battle of life and death, you have to attack your enemy's vitals."
Jiang Chen said. He didn't forget to give Fang Wei pointers during the battle. Fang Wei had called him ancestor after all, so there was no reason for him not to help him.
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