At this moment, Jiang Chen was sitting on top of the mountain and reaping the spoils. He hid at the back, but the Feather people were already itching to fight against Old Monster Li Shan. The battle was about to begin!
Old Monster Li Shan's strength could not be underestimated. Yan Fei was very shocked, so he had to be even more careful. If he failed this mission, then the Feather race would lose too many things. Moreover, everything he had painstakingly prepared for the past tens of thousands of years would all go to someone else.
What Yan Fei hated the most now was that he didn't know which bastard had betrayed the Feather race. If someone hadn't leaked the secret, no one would have known that they had come to Milan Planet.
However, it was too late to say anything now. They could only fight with their backs to the wall.
Fortunately, Old Monster Li Shan had only sent four people. If a few more had come, he definitely wouldn't have been able to handle it.
As long as there was a chance of survival, he definitely wouldn't let it go. These people had come for the treasures, and so had the Feather race. This battle of life and death concerned everyone's future. Everyone's life and death was their responsibility.
"Kill them! For the dignity of the Feather race, for our glory, we can only win this battle! We can't lose! "
Yan Fei roared angrily. More than two thousand experts from the Feather Race were fighting the enemy at this time. Although they were all at the first, second, third, and fourth heavens of the Star level, their strength varied. But even ants could bite an elephant to death. After all, there were hundreds of Star level experts. Even if it was a Star level expert, they still had to be careful, not daring to be careless.
However, the most frightening thing was that Mu Yunhe and his wife had already reached the seventh stratum of the Star realm. No one was a match for them. Yan Fei led more than 20 sixth stratum Star realm experts to surround Mu Yunhe. On the other side, his wife, Yang Qiaoer, was also surrounded by more than 20 sixth stratum Star realm experts.
Compared to his son and daughter, Mu Yunhe's sense of danger was stronger. After all, even if his son and daughter were to face hundreds or thousands of star states, they wouldn't have no way out. Those people were all early-stage star states. Even if they couldn't beat them, they wouldn't be trapped. They would be able to escape.
However, facing Yan Fei and the other 20 6th Firmament Star Realm experts, Mu Yunhe's expression turned grave. The difference of one Firmament Star Realm didn't seem like much, but it was like the difference between heaven and earth. With so many people at the 6th Firmament Star Realm, this battle wouldn't be easy.
"Old woman, kill them! To seize the divine artifact for my son. "
Mu Yunhe said in a deep voice. He waved the black staff in his hand and swept it across the sky, pressing towards Yan Fei and the others.
"Alright, whatever my son wants, I'll get it even if I have to risk my life."
Yang Qiaoer's expression was gloomy as she sneered. Wherever her blade went, a fierce battle ensued.
After all, Yan Fei was the leader of the Feather Race. For this Feather Race expedition, he had made ample preparations. Hence, even if they were to face a strong enemy, he was still methodical. With so many Star Level 6 experts, he was very confident.
Only by killing Mu Yunhe would the Feather Race be able to rest easy. Old Monster Lishan and the others were all fugitives. If they wanted to kill these four, they had to kill them all. Otherwise, they would become a problem in the future.
Now that they knew about the Feather Race's treasure and had come prepared, the two sides were evenly matched. In an instant, the battle entered a stalemate.
Jiang Chen watched with great interest from the side. At this time, the Feather Race had no advantage. Yan Fei and the others had trapped Mu Yunhe, but killing a 7th Firmament Star Realm powerhouse wasn't that easy.
The battle intensified as the Feather Race counterattacked. What Mu Yunhe hadn't expected was that his son and daughter would be forced into a passive position and trapped by the Feather Race's formation.
One person could not turn the tide. They were all Star Realm experts. Even Mu Yunhe wasn't completely confident. His son was forced into a passive position, and the Feather Race was already prepared. With the formation in place, the two of them were in an even more difficult situation.
"Dad, I can't hold on much longer."
"Dad, save me!"
Mu Dabiao and Mu Xiaocui were advancing with caution at every step. They were in a difficult situation and were faced with difficulties and dangers.
"Hold on, son. I'll take care of them and come for you."
Mu Yunhe stood up furiously. The walking stick in his hand stirred up endless gales that overflowed with might.
"Universe Opening, Dragon-subduing Staff!"
Mu Yunhe charged left and right, his battle prowess shocking. Even when surrounded by more than twenty people, he was still able to walk leisurely. His strength was extraordinary.
But Yan Fei and the others were not to be trifled with. They had already found Mu Yunhe's weakness, and that was to fight him to the death. The Feather Race would deal with Mu Dabiao and Mu Xiaocui. As long as those two were killed, they could surround Mu Yunhe and kill him without a doubt!
"Bastard, get out of my way!"
Mu Yunhe was furious. His son and daughter were in an increasingly difficult situation, and he was getting more and more furious. But Yan Fei and the others were like dogskin plaster, clinging to him and refusing to let him go. He couldn't do anything else.
"Want to leave? Hmph, not so easy. "
Yan Fei sneered. More than twenty people fighting with their full strength was also very terrifying. The battle was very bitter. Mu Yunhe, Yan Fei and the others were all injured, but they still fought to the death.
Yan Fei wanted to trap Mu Yunhe, and Mu Yunhe wanted to escape to save his son and daughter.
In the end, he had overestimated his son Mu Dabiao. With more than a thousand Star level experts working together, even if Mu Dabiao had the ability to reverse the situation, he would not be able to break out.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"
Saber after saber slashes landed on Mu Dabiao's body. Finally, he could not hold on any longer. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face was filled with despair.
"Save me, father!"
Mu Dabiao's voice was heart-wrenching. Yang Qiaoer and Mu Yunhe's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. But at this time, they were both trapped by Yan Fei and the others, unable to advance or retreat.
Seeing Mu Dabiao falling to the ground, the Feather Race's people swallowed him up and instantly dismembered him. Mu Yunhe did not dare to look at such a tragic scene.
Blood splattered everywhere. Desperate roars shook the sky, echoing above Milan Star for a long time.
Mu Yunhe's heart skipped a beat, and his face was ashen.
"My son!"
Yang Qiaoer's pupils constricted. She tried her best to break through the Feather Race's defense, but her mind was in a mess. In her panic, she was hit several times and was forced to retreat.
Mu Yunhe flew into a rage out of humiliation. He gripped his black staff and charged into the crowd like a mad bull, unbridled!
"Do you think I'm afraid of fighting you head-on?"
Yan Fei sneered.
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