"Kill them all! Kill them all, leave no one alive, no breath left!"
When the high priest saw this scene, the corners of his lips twitched tightly.
This group of people actually wanted to complain when they were about to die, but there was no way!
The guards in this group of spiritual palaces fired out several small spiritual energy blades with their backhands, stabbing the hearts of these spiritual tribes fiercely.
"ah-"
Many Eldar were killed before they had finished speaking their last words.
When Jun Mohuang and Feng Yehan arrived, they saw this tragic scene.
Jun Mohuang felt a little guilty in her heart. She was also very responsible for causing this situation.
She really didn't expect that the girl in white would be ruthless against these spiritual tribes in order to catch her.
She hated Luo Chen very much, but these spiritual tribes were different.
"stop!"
Two balls of purple fire ignited in Feng Yehan's purple eyes.
"Clan leader!"
The people of the Feng tribe who were resisting with difficulty suddenly turned happy when they saw Feng Yehan appear.
"Chief, please leave quickly! We are no match for them!"
Their joy did not last even for a second before turning into deep worry.
The opponent is too powerful and is not at a fighting level at all.
They hoped that Feng Yehan could successfully escape the danger with the younger generation of the Feng Clan, leaving the green mountains intact and not worrying about running out of firewood.
Feng Yehan's whole body was shrouded in a purple hurricane, and he turned a deaf ear to the Feng tribe's good intentions to persuade him to retreat.
Feng Yehan stretched out his arms, and hundreds of purple Wind Emperor's Blades were fired out, forming a large formation of Wind Emperor's Blades and attacking the elite guards of the Spiritual Palace.
Jun Mohuang's sleeves flicked, and a huge lightsaber, wrapped in a colorful halo, disappeared into Feng Yehan's attack formation.
She stretched out her slender fingers and flicked them in the air a few times.
Feng Yehan's Wind Emperor's Blade formation immediately surged in power.
The fierce wind tore through the air, and every inch of the air was filled with countless sharp steel knives, cutting everyone's skin.
Many people present could not help but take a few steps back. If they stood in front again, their skin would definitely be cut.
"Hmph, it's just a ninth-level Yuan Huang Realm Dzogchen expert who wants to repel fifty Yuan Sheng Realm experts. What a joke!"
The high priest couldn't help but sneered when he saw Feng Yehan's overestimating behavior.
Feng Yehan had fallen out of favor a long time ago. He was the only one among all the clan leaders who had not entered the crystal pool to practice.
Therefore, his strength is still at the Great Perfection stage of the ninth level of Yuanhuang Realm.
A strong man at the ninth level of Yuan Huang Realm who wants to fight back fifty Yuan Sheng Realm strong men is as ridiculous as an ant trying to kill an elephant.
The fifty Yuan Sheng Realm powerhouses stopped the massacre, obviously feeling that they were insulted.
They allowed Feng Yehan's attack to come towards them head-on, with no intention of evading it.
Everyone thought that Feng Yehan's attack would have no effect.
The purple wind emperor's blade formation tore through the air and struck, and the five elite guards of the spiritual palace standing in front were the first to bear the brunt.
It was like a steel hammer weighing tens of thousands of kilograms hit their hearts. The five people covered their hearts and spit out a mouthful of blood.
His feet scraped the ground and he flew backwards for dozens of meters before barely regaining his balance.
"Clan leader!"
"Chief Feng!"
Seeing that Feng Yehan's attack was actually effective, the Feng Clan and the Spirit Clan from other tribes were filled with surprises and felt hope in their hearts.
"You! This is impossible!"
The high priest screamed in disbelief.
How could a strong man of the Great Perfection of the ninth level of the Yuanhuang Realm hurt a first-level powerhouse of the Yuan Sheng Realm, and also injure five of them in one fell swoop!
Even if the sun rises from the west, it is unreliable.
The fifty elite guards of the Spiritual Palace also stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what had just happened.
(End of chapter)