The middle-aged man shouted fiercely, and his eyes were as sinister as a poisonous snake, scanning the surrounding feather tribe's powerful men.

He waved his hands in the air, his movements opened and closed, like a general who commanded thousands of troops and won a decisive victory thousands of miles away, shouting fiercely: "Take it together, be quicker, don't leave him any chance! Let me listen to it. If anyone dares to slack off and ruin this big thing, don't blame me for turning against me!"

With this command, the thirty-six figures moved instantly, just like arrows from the string, rushing towards Lingxiao quickly. The wings behind these feather clan powerhouses slowly stretched out, and each feather flashed with sharp light, like a carefully polished sharp blade.

The spiritual energy surged around them, and the rich spiritual energy formed small spiritual vortexes, wrapping the surrounding sand and stones into it. For a moment, the sand and stones flew away, and the scene was quite spectacular. They knew in their hearts that Ling Xiao was full of tricks, and every word might have hidden mystery, just like a trap hidden in the dark.

He must not give him a chance to breathe. As long as he kills Ling Xiao, even if the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword is evil, it is just a weapon that has lost its control. With their means, there will always be a way to subdue it.

Seeing the thirty-six people rushing towards each other, Ling Xiao frowned and felt helpless and annoyed. He never expected that his reputation on weekdays would become a fatal burden at this moment.

People know his style of conduct well and don't give him any room to deal with it or bargain. This is a fight of thirty-six, and there are three masters in the other camp at the sixth level of the Star Realm.

Ling Xiao was clear in his heart. With his current strength, he could barely support a sixth-level master of the Star Realm with his exquisite martial arts and tenacious perseverance. However, facing three, he would undoubtedly be a mantis arm to hit a car with an egg and hit a stone, and he had no chance of winning.

Ling Xiao's eyes rolled, like a cunning fox thinking about countermeasures.

Suddenly, a seemingly relaxed smile appeared on his face and said calmly: "I don't want the treasures for you, so let's forget it. I'll call the Qin family here, and they are coveting this sword anyway. I want to see who will fall into the sword in the end. Humph, don't regret it then!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed, like a black lightning, and instantly came to Qin Xianglan. His fingers were as flexible as flying, and he quickly tapped her a few times, skillfully untied the bondage.

Then, he lowered his voice and said to Qin Xianglan: "Contact your people and let them come over quickly. Whether we can survive can be counted on them."

Ling Xiao knew in his heart that Qin Xianglan would definitely work with him in order to survive. At this moment when life and death are at stake and their only chance of life lies in whether the Qin family reinforcements can arrive in time...

As Ling Xiao expected, Qin Xianglan quickly pinched the unique trick with her fingertips. Widths of dark blue light rose from her palms, and then condensed into the shape of a lively carrier pigeon. This carrier pigeon, transformed from spiritual power, flapping its wings with its glittering light, quickly disappeared into the night with Qin Xianglan's voice transmission.

Not long after, Qin Xianglan's expression relaxed, she turned to Ling Xiao and said, "They are nearby and will appear in less than half an incense stick."

Hearing this, the faces of the feather tribe instantly became as gloomy as the dark clouds before the storm came. The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of fierce light, and he roared viciously: "What are you doing when you stand there? Even if the Qin family comes, we will not be able to take this treasure! Take action and kill it for me!"

As the shout fell, the spiritual energy of the feather tribe surging wildly, and they all sacrificed their magic weapons. In an instant, dozens of light swept towards Ling Xiao and Qin Xianglan. Wherever they passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, his eyes as lightning.

The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, which was originally inserted on the ground, seemed to feel the master's fighting spirit. The sword body trembled violently, and a buzzing sound like a dragon roar, and suddenly flew up. A black sword light instantly crossed the night sky like a bolt of lightning, cutting off several nearby feather masters in half.

Before these masters could even scream, they turned into blood mist and dissipated in the air. Then, the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword returned steadily to Ling Xiao's hand like a bird returning to the nest.

"You don't want this sword, then I'll just play with it myself." Ling Xiao's lips raised and said with a joking smile.

The faces of the feather tribe became more and more gloomy, as if the bottom of a pot. The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "I had known that this kid hadn't held back anything, but I didn't expect to be so treacherous. It turned out that he threw the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword and was waiting for the sneak attack at this time."

"I'll help!" Qin Xianglan shouted sweetly. As a third-level warrior in the Star Realm, her strength should not be underestimated. With a trembling right hand, a long sword with a flashing cold light appeared instantly, and runes flowed on the sword body, emitting a powerful aura.

She was like lightning and rushed towards the warriors of the Yuan Realm. Every time she swung her sword, she brought out a sharp sword energy, forcing the surrounding feather masters to retreat step by step.

Ling Xiao smiled, it seemed that Qin Xianglan had figured it out completely. His eyes turned and locked on the three masters at the sixth level of the Star Realm. At this moment, the Five Dragon Technique and the power of the ancestors in Ling Xiao's body surged out like a volcano erupting.

He was surrounded by five golden dragon shadows, each of which was scattering its teeth and claws, making a deafening dragon roar. At the same time, he held the Bloodthirsty Sword and the God-killing Sword with both hands. The blood light flashed on the blade, and the sword emitted a sacred light.

"Kill!" Ling Xiao shouted violently, gathering all his strength on the two swords and slashing at the three masters of the sixth level of the Star Realm. In an instant, a dazzling sword light intertwined with a dazzling sword light, cutting through the night sky and sweeping towards the enemy.

However, the three masters at the sixth level of the Star Realm were too powerful. The three of them looked at each other and took action at the same time. Three powerful spiritual storms were formed instantly. The three storms intertwined each other and turned into an indestructible barrier, blocking Ling Xiao's attack.

Boom! With a loud bang, the powerful air waves instantly spread around, and the surrounding sand and stones were rolled up by the air waves, forming a huge sandstorm. Ling Xiao flew out in an instant like a kite with a broken string.

This flight took hundreds of meters away, and finally fell heavily to the ground, raising a piece of dust.

One-on-one, Ling Xiao may be comparable to the masters at the sixth level of the Star Realm, but one-on-three, he was completely suppressed and had no power to fight back.
Chapter completed!