At this moment, a fierce light flashed in the eyes of the strong man of the feather tribe and swooped down suddenly. His pair of wings raised high, like two dark clouds covering the sky and the sun. In the process of rapid decline, he released a series of terrifying wind blades that could cut the space.

Wherever the wind blade passed, the air was torn apart in an instant, making a sharp whistling sound. The trees and rocks on the ground were cut into pieces and splashed around. The scene was extremely terrifying.

Ling Xiao witnessed the strong man of the feather tribe swooping down with overwhelming power, but he just smiled disdainfully. The smile was full of arrogance, as if the upcoming attack in front of him was just a child's play and was not worth mentioning at all.

After experiencing a breakthrough in his realm, he felt that his strength was like a surging river, surging, and every inch of the meridians in his body was filled with unprecedented powerful power. How could he take the young man of the feather tribe in front of him seriously at this moment?

In his eyes, the young man on the opposite side with his wings was just as strong as Qin Xianglan beside him.

Almost as the thought flashed, Ling Xiao's slender and powerful right hand was raised high, and the bloodthirsty knife in his hand flashed with strange blood in the darkness, like a hungry beast, eager to long for blood.

He swung a knife, his movements flowing without any drag. This knife seemed simple, but it contained the powerful force after his breakthrough. Wherever the sword light passed, the air seemed to be torn apart by an invisible big hand, making a sharp explosion.

boom!

A loud noise was like the collapse of the heaven and earth, rolling and echoing in the dense forest. The sound made the surrounding trees tremble and the branches and leaves fall one after another.

The powerful feather tribe who had already swooped down fiercely, the agile figure was knocked out like a kite with a broken string under this knife. His body drew an arc in the air, then fell heavily to the ground, and then staggered back hundreds of meters away.

After the smoke and dust disappeared a little, everyone saw clearly the appearance of the strong man of the feather tribe. He saw his white hair as snow-like as light as eye-catching in this dark dense forest. However, his face was very young, about twenty years old, and he looked about the same age as Qin Xianglan.

At this moment, his face was like the sky before the storm, which was terrifyingly gloomy. It was obvious that he felt that he had been repelled so easily by Ling Xiao. It was really an extremely humble thing, and his heart was full of shame, anger and reluctance.

"Has the Feather Clan also started to learn to be as shameless as the Holy Temple? They actually attacked directly!" Ling Xiao's eyes looked like lightning, and he looked at the young man of the Feather Clan with a cold voice, "And even if he wanted to attack, he would find a stronger one. With your strength, he would be too weak."

His words were like a sharp blade, stabbing straight at the self-esteem of the young man in the feather tribe. Every word seemed to carry an invisible force, causing the anger in the other party to rise up.

"You dare to insult me!" The young man of the feather tribe was completely angry by Ling Xiao's words. His eyes were instantly covered with blood, like an angry lion. His breath surged wildly. His already powerful aura now climbed to a new level, and the air around him was violently shaken by his anger.

The next moment, Ling Xiao just smiled coldly, with a hint of mystery and joke in his smile. The young man from the feather tribe keenly noticed something was wrong, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

He subconsciously turned around suddenly, but saw an existence that looked exactly like Ling Xiao, who was standing behind him at some point. The clone also held a long knife in his hand, and the blade was shining with a cold light. Before the young man could react, he stabbed into his stomach with a fierce knife.

"So what if you insult you? I want to kill you, so what can you do?" Ling Xiao still sat steadily, with a relaxed smile on his face, as if everything that happened in front of him was just an interesting game, and he was enjoying it leisurely.

The young man in the feather tribe instantly turned pale as paper, his eyes were filled with horror and despair. He retreated desperately, trying to avoid the clone's attack again.

However, what made him extremely frightened was that at the moment he retreated, another clone that was exactly the same as before appeared behind him like a ghost. At this moment, there were wolves and tigers in front of him, and he was attacked by two clones, and he was in a desperate situation and could not avoid it at all.

It's over!

Am I dying here?

At this critical moment of life and death, the young man of the feather tribe had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and countless scenes flashed like a lantern. He remembered his growth process in the feather tribe, and his friends who had practiced and fought together, and a deep sadness surged in his heart.

However, at this critical moment, the two ghostly demon shadow clones in front and behind were defeated by two sudden figures at the same time. With two dull sounds of collision, the two clones instantly dissipated invisible.

Immediately afterwards, two middle-aged men appeared in front of and behind the young man of the feather tribe. The two of them had a restrained aura, but they also emitted a powerful pressure that people dare not underestimate. At a glance, they knew that they were all powerful people with extraordinary strength.

One of them had anger in his eyes. Without saying a word, he raised his broad palm high, and with a "bang" sound, he slapped the young man in the face of the feather tribe. The slap was extremely powerful, and the young man's head was instantly twitched to one side, and a red palm print quickly appeared on his face.

The middle-aged man whipped, and angrily rebuked: "You should not be smart, you must not listen! You feel that you are unparalleled all day long, as if there are no more monsters in this world except you? It's good now, I suffered a great loss, and it depends on whether you dare to be so arrogant in the future!"

His voice was like a bell, echoing in the dense forest, shaking everyone's eardrums.

The young man from the feather tribe was a little confused by the slap and stood there in a daze. His face instantly became extremely ugly, red and white, and shame and annoyance were intertwined.

He opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but found that his throat seemed to be choked by something and could not say a word. Thinking back on his previous conceited behavior and looking at his current embarrassed appearance, he couldn't help feeling bitter in his heart.

In the past, he did look down on himself as a middle-aged man said, and always felt that he was gifted and unmatched. But today he met Ling Xiao and truly realized what it means to be someone outside of him. This realistic blow made him extremely upset and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.
Chapter completed!