The war that would decide the ownership of Yanling Prefecture was about to start.
At this moment, the other forces in Yanling Prefecture stopped what they were doing and watched the war that had not happened in ten thousand years.
Everyone wanted to know who would win in the end.
…
"Swoosh!" Light shone.
Lin Feng crushed the Town Return Talisman and returned to Wild Goose City.
Wild Goose City was the closest city to Wild Goose Sect that was in charge of fifteen cities to the south of Yanling Prefecture.
There was no Town Return Talisman to return to Wild Goose Sect. Both Wild Goose Sect and Wild Goose Sect would not make such a dangerous Star Talisman. Just like Wild Goose Sect, the shortest way to enter Wild Goose Fairyland was to return to Wanxiang City before returning to Wild Goose Fairyland. It was the same for Wild Goose Sect.
They would return to Wild Goose City before heading to Wild Goose Sect.
"Hmm?" Lin Feng was surprised.
"There are so few people."
"What happened?"
There were few people on the streets. It was empty.
The huge Wild Goose City was actually empty. It looked extremely strange.
The last time he came here, it was still crowded. But now, it was as if a disaster was coming. It was very strange.
"Something must have happened," Lin Feng frowned and looked around. He had a bad feeling.
"Did something happen to Wild Goose Sect?" Lin Feng's eyes were burning. His heart skipped a beat.
Lin Feng quickly sensed the aura of the cultivator closest to him, and his eyes lit up.
In an instant, he disappeared.
…
Swoosh! A figure flashed.
Lin Feng's sudden appearance shocked the middle-aged warrior who was leaving in a panic.
"Hmm?" Lin Feng's eyes turned cold. He glanced at the warrior's martial attire. He was undoubtedly an outer sect disciple of Wild Goose Sect. "Senior Brother, why are you leaving? What happened to Wild Goose Sect?"
The middle-aged warrior was stunned. He said in surprise, "Junior Brother, you just came back?"
"Yes," Lin Feng nodded.
The middle-aged warrior understood and said, "Don't go back. Wild Goose Sect is attacking. At this moment, I'm afraid Fierce Yan School is already engulfed in the flames of war. " As he spoke, the middle-aged martial artist could not help but blush. He was one of the martial artists who had 'escaped' and was unwilling to live and die with Fierce Yan School.
"The battle has already begun?!" Lin Feng was stunned.
"That's right. I heard that the Yanling Tribe dispatched an army of a million, no, an army of ten million!" The middle-aged warrior's eyes revealed a tinge of fear as he sighed, "Who would be willing to be a bachelor when there's a woman? However, the Wild Goose Feather Tribe is coming aggressively. Fierce Goose School will lose no matter how they fight. Rather than dying in battle, it's better to drag out an ignoble existence. After all, we only have one life. Don't you think so, Junior Brother? "
"Junior Brother? Eh, where is he? "The middle-aged martial artist raised his head in surprise.
He looked around, but there was no sign of Lin Feng.
…
Whoosh!
Like a sharp arrow piercing through the air.
Lin Feng's expression was extremely serious. His eyes shone with a cold light.
His speed had completely exploded!
He rushed to Fierce Yan School with all his might. How could he dare to delay any longer?
"If what that person said is true, I'm afraid the land would be littered with corpses by now." Lin Feng clenched his fists tightly. An astonishing aura condensed outside his body. He broke through the wind and his speed was extremely fast. "I didn't expect the Wild Goose Feather Tribe to come so ruthlessly and in such a hurry."
Fortunately, he had come out of seclusion early.
Otherwise, if he had come a few days later, he would have been powerless.
And now, there was still a chance!
"An incense stick's time."
"I'll be there in an incense stick's time."
"Master, Senior Brother, Qianqian, everyone from Fierce Yan School, wait for me!"
The distance between Wild Goose City and Fierce Yan School was actually a long way.
For an ordinary Galaxy-Level martial artist, it might take two hours. However, for Lin Feng —
He only needed an incense stick's time!
…
…
The battle had indeed begun.
The battle that everyone was looking forward to had completely begun outside the mountain gate of Fierce Yan School!
Millions of martial artists were in a chaotic battle. Whether it was Fierce Yan School or the Wild Goose Feather Tribe, every martial artist was unafraid of death. They were filled with a thick murderous aura. This battle was unavoidable. Between the two major forces, only one could survive!
When enemies met on a narrow path, the courageous would win.
Perhaps, the battle at the top of the pyramid was very important.
However, these martial artists at the bottom also had decisive factors!
Momentum, fighting spirit, fighting spirit!
The massacre began crazily.
In the blink of an eye, blood flowed like a river and corpses were everywhere.
The soaring murderous aura and the piles of corpses caused a bloody storm in the Wild Goose Feather Tribe.
Tens of thousands of years of hatred, at this moment, in the form of war, in the decisive battle of life and death, completely erupted! No one could stop it. The grudge between the Wild Goose Feather Tribe and Fierce Yan School had reached the time to be resolved.
…
Easterly Foam City.
A small city in the south of the Wild Goose Feather Tribe.
It was originally a peaceful, peaceful place where people lived and worked in peace. It was also a place that had not been affected by the chaos of war.
However, now …
"Boom!" "Clang clang!!" The power was released wildly.
The Zhurong Sorcerer Tribe, Tianwu Sorcerer Tribe, Dijiang Sorcerer Tribe, Gou Mang Sorcerer Tribe, and Xuanming Sorcerer Tribe. The army formed by the five major Sorcerer Tribes washed this simple small city with blood. Blood splattered all over the city walls. Heart-Wrenching screams and cries for help rose and fell one after another.
It was a frenzied massacre!
The Sorcerer Tribe giants' eyes were blood-red as they killed the humans continuously.
They drank their blood and gnawed on their flesh.
Like uncivilized barbarians, the Sorcerer Tribe was extremely cruel.
To them, these insignificant humans were nothing but prey.
The three major tribes of the human race?
The Sorcerer Tribe never cared about them.
In fact, they did not care about the Ancient Tribe and the human race at all.
They sealed the entire city. In the sky, the Dijiang Sorcerer Tribe was the absolute ruler. Even if the Gou Mang Sorcerer Tribe had wings, their combat power was worlds apart from the Dijiang Sorcerer Tribe. It was easy for a Dijiang Sorcerer Tribe member of the same level to kill ten Gou Mang Sorcerer Tribe members.
"Hiss!" A loud sound boomed in the sky.
It was a Dijiang Sorcerer Tribe member who was slightly more than ten meters tall. He looked completely different from the other Dijiang Sorcerer Tribe members. He spoke the Sorcerer Tribe's language, and the other Sorcerer Tribe members listened quietly.
He was like a king, filled with a domineering aura.
The Sorcerer Tribe was not a beast.
Every Sorcerer Tribe member had intelligence. In fact, they were no different from humans.
It was just that their bloodline was nobler than humans, and their strength was stronger than humans!
Hundreds of thousands of Sorcerer Tribe members obeyed the orders of this Dijiang Sorcerer Tribe member who was slightly more than ten meters tall. It was obvious that he was the king of this Sorcerer Tribe army! In fact, even though the Sorcerer Tribe had hundreds of thousands of troops, there were not many who were more than ten meters tall. There were only a few, and the strongest among them was …
This Dijiang Sorcerer Tribe!
Following the Dijiang Sorcerer Tribe member's orders, he glided away.
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of Sorcerer Tribe members roared angrily. Then, they followed and obeyed.
The huge Ether Foam City was empty in the blink of an eye. Everything that had happened just now was like a dream. It was unbelievable. The ground was a mess. The smell of blood filled the air, and corpses were everywhere. There were broken limbs and remains everywhere. It was extremely horrifying.
But …
However, there were still some who managed to escape the calamity!
They sat on the ground in a daze, or floated in the air. The remaining people widened their eyes, still lost in the clouds.
They couldn't believe that they had survived.
…
…
The war at Fierce Yan Sect had reached its climax.
At that moment, Lin Feng was using all his strength to get closer.
Although it only needed the time for an incense stick to burn, at that moment, it was longer than a day and night. Every second, Lin Feng's heart seemed to be bleeding. The scene of the massacre appeared in his mind, and he felt his heart ache to the extreme.
Every moment, countless people from Fierce Yan Sect were killed!
How could he bear it!
But, what could he do?
He could only grit his teeth. Lin Feng's eyes were filled with killing intent.
He would definitely not let the thousands of Yanling Tribe off!
However, no one knew that an even greater catastrophe, a terrifying disaster, was about to descend.
When the thousands of Yanling Tribe and Fierce Yan Sect were still killing each other and waging war for their own interests, the 'ruler' of mankind, the brutal and bloodthirsty Sorcerer Tribe army, was rushing over like a meteor shower, heading straight for Fierce Yan Sect!
It was a true disaster!
…
No one knew.
At that moment, the thousands of Yanling Tribe and Fierce Yan Sect only had killing in their eyes.
This intense war would not end in a short period of time.
One was fighting for dignity and glory, while the other was fighting for protection and freedom.
The thousands of Yanling Tribe and Fierce Yan Sect fought with all their strength. So did the disciples of their tribe, and so did the warriors who stood at the top of the pyramid. The protectors of Fierce Yan Sect, the sect master, and the elite disciples all moved out to kill the experts of the thousands of Yanling Tribe.
And at that moment —
The battle between the top two forces was also in full swing.
Wan Mochou fought against the ten experts of Fierce Yan Sect alone, standing proudly like a 'king'.
Ji Rushan, Ji Xiu, the Third Elder, Protector Long, Sect Master Qing … These were the most powerful existences of Fierce Yan Sect, each of them exceeding the tenth level of Star Sea State. The ten of them fought together to kill Wan Mochou, but they were no match at all.
A faint wind followed, and brown starlight shone.
Wan Mochou floated in the air, looking down at everyone like a king.
The surroundings were bloody, and it was extremely horrifying.
Among the ten experts, three of them had been killed by Wan Mochou. Four of them were seriously injured, bleeding profusely. They were on the verge of death. Only Ji Rushan, Ji Xiu, and the Third Elder were left. They were barely standing, but their injuries were not light.
Among the three, only Ji Xiu still had the strength to fight, but there was no sharpness in his eyes.
It was as if the sword in his heart had been broken, and he had lost all his sharpness.
Ji Rushan and the Third Elder covered their wounds with their hands, and their faces were extremely pale. They looked at Wan Mochou with deep shock.
Too strong!
He was terrifyingly strong!
This was the strength of the strongest in Yanling Prefecture!
Before, they thought that Lin Feng could hurt Wan Mochou, and maybe they could find a chance to survive with their advantage in numbers.
But now it seemed that it was completely wishful thinking.
Wan Mochou was even unharmed!
"Is this the sword that killed Pojun? It's just so-so." Wan Mochou played with the sword in his hand, looked at Ji Xiu, and casually threw the sword to Ji Xiu. This was not charity, nor was it pity, but a kind of humiliation!
Ji Xiu's face was extremely ugly, and his body trembled slightly.
"Third Elder, Sect Leader Ji?" Wan Mochou looked at Ji Rushan and the Third Elder with a faint smile. "This is all you have?"
Ji Rushan and the Third Elder's pale faces turned even uglier.
They could be insulted by anyone!
But what could they do?
The weak were prey to the strong. This had been the case since ancient times.
"Haha." Wan Mochou smiled faintly, but his laughter was filled with contempt and disdain. He looked at the crowd and said coldly, "You have disappointed me. I thought you had some trump cards, but it turns out that you have gathered a group of mobs. How childish."
"Is there no one in the big Liyan School who can fight?" Wan Mochou's voice was extremely arrogant.
Ji Xiu, Ji Rushan, and the Third Elder's faces turned pale.
The corner of Wan Mochou's mouth also curved into a cold smile.
Suddenly —
"Who said there is no one?" A deep voice sounded in the distance.
This caused everyone's faces to be filled with shock.
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