The elder from the angel race had a gloomy look on his face. He stared at Ling Huashuo and said, "Elf Emperor, are you going to make an enemy out of the angel race?"
"How would I dare to make an enemy out of the angel race? However, Mu Yun is not only my son-in-law, but he has also contributed greatly to the elf race. With me here today, no one can kill him!"
"Also, why does the angel race want to kill him? What's your reason for doing so?"
Ling Huashuo said.
The elder from the angel race didn't know how to answer for a moment. He couldn't possibly say that Mu Yun was Gabbert's rival in love, so he wanted to kill him. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?
"Elf Emperor, are you sure you want to intervene?"
The elder from the angel race asked.
"That's right!"
The Elf Emperor nodded. He was very decisive and strong.
Lu Ming had obtained the seed of the holy tree, which was a great contribution to the elf race. He absolutely couldn't let Lu Ming be killed by the angel race, especially here today.
"Good, very good, very good. The elf race is getting bolder and bolder …"
The elder from the angel race nodded repeatedly. The cold light in his eyes was about to overflow.
However, there was nothing he could do.
Although they had two experts, it was useless.
After all, the elf race was the emperor of the elf race, an overlord in the universe. His strength was unfathomable, far beyond what they could compare to.
Even in the entire angel race, there weren't many who could be a match for the Elf Emperor.
If the Elf Emperor wanted to protect Lu Ming, the few of them wouldn't be able to kill Lu Ming at all.
Ling Huashuo didn't continue to speak, but his gaze was very firm, indicating his position.
"How about this …"
At this time, another elder from the angel race transmitted his voice to the previous elder from the angel race. Then, he transmitted his voice to the two young angels.
The two young angels nodded. Cold killing intent flashed in their eyes.
One of them stepped out and said to Lu Ming from afar, "Mu Yun, I heard that you are extremely talented and powerful. You and I belong to the younger generation. I wonder if you dare to fight with me?"
He wanted to challenge Lu Ming.
Ling Huashuo frowned slightly.
The other party was also a member of the younger generation, and he was challenging Lu Ming. This was a duel between the younger generation, and he had no reason to interfere.
Otherwise, if word got out, it would be said that he had innocently interfered in the struggle of the younger generation and was bullying the weak.
It would be easy for the angels to have a reason to blame the elves.
Clearly, it was not convenient for the elder to make a move, so they sent the younger ones. They wanted to use the younger generation of geniuses to deal with Lu Ming.
"What? I'm just a subordinate of Young Master Gabbert. If you don't even dare to accept the challenge, Young Master Gabbert can suppress you with just one finger … "
The young angel stepped forward, pressing towards Lu Ming. His powerful aura pressed down on Lu Ming.
That person had the strength of the first Godly Emperor layer.
The elves all looked at Lu Ming, wondering if Lu Ming would dare to accept the challenge.
Furthermore, many people were dissatisfied with the Elf Emperor.
They believed that the Elf Emperor shouldn't offend the Angel Clan because of Lu Ming.
Even if Lu Ming was Ling Yuwei's fiancé, he shouldn't have offended the Angel Clan because of this.
Offending the Angel Clan was no small matter. It would greatly affect the future development of the elves.
The elves had just obtained the seed of the Holy Tree, so they shouldn't offend the Angel Clan. They should befriend the Angel Clan to give the elves some time to develop.
Moreover, a mere Mu Yun had done nothing to the elves. What ability did he have to make the Elf Emperor offend the Angel Clan for him?
Many people thought that the Elf Emperor was wrong, but they didn't dare to say it out loud.
"Do you dare to accept the challenge? If you don't dare, quickly kneel down and admit your mistake. If you cripple your own cultivation, I can spare your dog life … "
The young angel continued to press towards Lu Ming. His gaze was oppressive, and his white cloak fluttered under the effect of the air waves.
"Since you want to fight, then let's fight!"
Lu Ming's expression was calm as his indifferent voice sounded out. He took a step forward and his aura soared into the sky.
The Angel Clan relied on their strength to bully others. Lu Ming was not a person who was afraid of trouble.
If the old one couldn't beat him, could it be that he was afraid of the young one? Since the other party wanted to challenge him, who cared what race he was from?
"Very good, Elf Emperor. Did you see that? This is a battle between young people. Mu Yun has already agreed. Now, you have no room to interfere, right?"
The old man from the Angel Clan sneered at the Elf Emperor.
The Elf Emperor remained silent.
It was a battle between young people, and Lu Ming had already agreed to the challenge. He was indeed unable to interfere.
"Jia Song, go and take Mu Yun's head. Go back and see Young Master Gabbert!"
The old man from the Angel Clan said to the young man from the Angel Clan. His name was Jia Song.
"Don't worry!"
Jia Song's eyes flickered with a sinister killing intent. The aura on his body became even stronger, and his entire body was enveloped by a pure white holy light. Suddenly, snow-white wings extended out from his back.
A total of three pairs, six wings!
This was a six-winged seraph!
The wings of the Angel Clan were an important indicator of their talent. The more wings they had, the higher their talent. Just like the dragon's dragon claws, the more dragon claws they had, the higher their talent.
Of course, this was not absolute.
For example, the number one expert of the Dragon Clan, the World Destroying Black Dragon Ao Qian, was a five-clawed black dragon. He had suppressed countless outstanding prodigies of the Dragon Clan.
However, this was only a rare case.
Therefore, a six-winged seraph was an extremely shocking prodigy among the Angel Clan.
Most of the angels had two wings, and the more talented ones had four.
"I'll take your head with one move!"
Jia Song's eyes shone brightly as a cross-shaped holy sword appeared on his body. He grasped it in his hand.
This cross-shaped holy sword was his origin secret technique, and he had severed four shackles.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Song's entire body turned into a pure white sword light that illuminated the sky. He slashed towards Lu Ming, aiming for Lu Ming's neck.
Swoosh!
After that, Lu Ming also moved. He turned into a gust of wind and flew towards Jia Song. His hand was like a blade as he slashed at Jia Song.
With a loud bang, the pure white sword-light that Garson had transformed into trembled non-stop. Cracks appeared on it at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, with a bang, the sword-light exploded.
Jia Song was pushed back violently as he coughed up blood. His original secret technique, the cross-shaped holy sword, had exploded. Not only that, but there were also cracks on his body. He looked like a broken piece of porcelain.
"This …"
Many people were astonished. This young genius of the Angel Clan had been defeated just like that.
He had been so arrogant a moment before, but now he had been defeated so easily?
"That's all you've got? The Angel Clan is mediocre … "
Lu Ming's faint voice could be heard.
In his opinion, Jia Song's strength was mediocre.
Even though he had the strength of the first Godly Emperor Layer, he wasn't as strong as Hua Tian from the Elf Clan.
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