The Feng Clan has been inherited, which is really terrible.

More than 1,000 people, the weakest of them are all fake immortals.

Many people were trembling.

This really can't be a problem... The next moment, not long after the roar passed, and the people of the Wind Clan were densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, flying from afar.

They all came to the sky above the Martial Arts Tower Square and looked at everyone below, as if they were coming from a god.

The power brought by it is very terrifying.

The patriarchs of every ancient tribe on site were trembling at this time.

Although, as the patriarchs of the ancient tribe, their strength has reached the ninth level of fake immortals.

But they really felt that there were many people who surpassed the ninth level of the fake immortals on the Wind Clan.

Although they could not judge the specific strength and aura.

But it has definitely reached the level of a true immortal.

How can I fight this?

There is no way to fight this! Once they take action, they will die very quickly! It is very simple to kill them if it is the Wind Clan.

The head of the Feng tribe, a young and beautiful woman.

As the patriarch, she is still virgin and very pure.

More mature and much more beautiful than the saint of the Wind Clan.

Her figure is very enchanting, her proportions are very standard, and she is perfect! At this time, the head of the Wind Clan condescendingly, looking at everyone below, looking for the figure of the Wind Clan Saint.

However, I did not see the saint of the Wind Clan.

I don’t know where the saint of the Wind Clan went at this time.

The head of the Feng clan roared directly: "Take the saint of our clan and give you one minute. If you don't hand over the saint of our clan in one minute, I will let everyone in the audience meet the King of Hell!"

Everyone, look at me, I'll look at yours.

Each of them looked terrible.

The saint of the Wind Clan, who was not here, was taken away by Lin Feng.

Where did they go to find the saint of the Wind Clan and hand it over to the leader of the Wind Clan?

This is something that cannot be done! However, I still have to explain it.

Whether the leader of the Feng tribe listens or not, he must explain.

At this time, the Thunder Clan leader said, "Captain Feng Clan, your saint, has been taken away by Young Master Ping An!"

"You can't touch anyone on our scene, otherwise Young Master Ping An will kill you, the Holy Maiden of the Wind Clan!"

The leader of the Thunder Clan, as Lin Feng said, must hold the bargaining chip of the Wind Clan Saint.

Otherwise, I don’t know how I died.

The head of the Feng clan shouted loudly: "I don't listen to any of your explanations. Now the timing has begun. When the time comes, the saint of my clan, if you don't hand it over, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

After the Feng clan leader finished speaking, he would not explain.

But the murderous intent has already locked everyone below.

And after reaching the True Immortal, they have the strength to suppress it.

This kind of power pressure is very terrifying. It is like the sky falling down, with an extremely huge pressure pressing towards everyone on the scene.

Many young generations with weak strength could not resist this kind of pressure and were pressed to sit limply on the ground.

Many people urinated.

There is no way, they really can't resist it! This kind of pressure is so terrible.

Even the patriarchs of the ancient tribes were pressed to their limbs tremble, and they felt like they were almost unable to hold on.

In this case, once they fight, they are no match for the Feng clan leader and others.

The scene suddenly became silent.

The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Everyone has a very rapid breathing, accelerating heartbeat, and is terrified.

None of them knew what to do... Lin Feng now doesn't know where to go... He wants to find Lin Feng, but he doesn't know how to find him.

In a minute, it was here in a blink of an eye, and in a flash of fingers.

At this time, the head of the Feng clan shouted loudly: "Time is up, I see that you will not cry until you see the coffin. Very good, let me fulfill you!"

"All tribe members, follow my orders and take action together to kill everyone on the scene, without leaving any one!"

The patriarch of the Feng clan could no longer take care of so much at this time.

She must bring the saint of the Wind Clan back intact.

The saint of the Wind Clan is related to the fate, opportunities, opportunities, etc. of the entire Wind Clan.

If there is any problem with the saint of the Wind Clan, the Wind Clan will be finished.

So, she won't care about any consequences.

Even if their big plans are affected, they can't control so much.

For the sake of the Saint, you must do whatever you want! "Kill!!!"

The next moment, all the masters of the Wind Clan directly killed everyone below.

There was no hesitation.

And at this moment, at the critical moment, a roar came from the sky: "Stop it all, who dares to touch any hair of my human race or any other ancient race? I will immediately let your saint be wiped out!"

Hearing this roar, everyone at the scene who was already scared to death finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, it was so much easier.

I looked up and looked in the direction where the sound came, and finally my breathing was a little smoother.

They knew that Lin Feng was here! If Lin Feng did not show up again, all the human races and ancient race groups on the scene would be done.

If Lin Feng appears, I hope this crisis can be resolved.

At this time, the Feng clan leader and others also stopped one after another.

Since the other party came over with their saint.

They should not take action for the time being, and see how to save the saint next is the most important thing.

Nothing else can be taken seriously.

Everyone stopped and looked into the distance.

The next moment, a afterimage flashed rapidly.

After the figure came, there were two people, Lin Feng and the Holy Maiden of the Wind Clan.

The saint of the wind clan snuggled in Lin Feng's arms.

But she obviously did not voluntarily.

Because Lin Feng was holding a red long sword in his hand, which was placed on the neck of the saint of the Wind Clan.

Always be prepared and chop off the head of the Wind Clan Saint with one sword.

Moreover, the long sword was too sharp and had already cut through the neck of the saint of the Wind Clan, and blood was slowly flowing.

The saint of the Wind Clan seemed calm, but she was also very nervous and scared.

After all, this guy Lin Feng is too cruel.

If the agreement cannot be reached and she is killed, what should she do?

She had just tasted a little sweetness before.

Haven't done it well yet, enjoy it as a woman.

But I didn't expect that I would die like this... The Feng clan leader and others all looked at Lin Feng, their eyes extremely cold.

This guy who is not good-looking is their biggest enemy of the Feng Clan.

Moreover, dare to hold their saint hostage?

Oh my god, this guy is definitely brave enough to get the courage of the ambitious leopard! The head of the Feng clan yelled coldly at Lin Feng: "Boy, let the saint of my clan be released, otherwise we will kill everyone on the scene immediately!"

The two sides started negotiations directly! Lin Feng smiled and said, "This is impossible. If you have the affinity, you can do it. But I will only say one thing, who dares to touch a hair from any human race or other ancient race groups at the scene, I cut off the head of the saint of the Wind Clan with a sword.

Don’t doubt it, I never consider the consequences when doing things, you can give it a try!”

"I am a person who has given up and has no great ambitions or ideals, but I will protect my human race and any other ancient ethnic group who are willing to unite with my human race. You beasts, if you have a genitals, don't complain to me. I'm not in the mood to negotiate with you!"
Chapter completed!