God of Life and Death

Chapter 2890: Killing the Wind Clan to Repent

"Let Ling Tianjun take action and save Shenfengwei!"

The commander of the true fairyland level in the wind clan said indifferently.

Ling Tianjun is another hole card under his hand.

The number of Ling Tianjun is not very large, there are only 800 people in total, but among these 800 people, there will be one hundred powerhouses of the virtual fairyland level, and the rest are at the level of the Great Sacred Realm!

"The second Thousand-member Regiment is ready to take action! Sniping Ling Tianjun does not require all Ling Tianjun to be killed, but at least they must stop their footsteps and let all the Shenfeng Guards stay here! If you don't fight the Feng Clan, this wind The clan will never have a long memory!"

Fang Yue knew that there was not much time he could stay in Yongfeng Town.

Therefore, he must find a way to weaken the strength of the Wind Clan as much as possible, so that the Wind Clan will never dare to step into the land of the Heavenly Desolation Nation again!

This is just the beginning!

Fang Yue's mind was extremely cold, and there was a clear look in his eyes.

The second thousand-member group appeared, and the commander of the true fairyland level in the wind clan was really pale.

Is their intelligence department eating shit?

Why don't you know anything about the situation in this deserted country!

When such a powerful team appeared, they didn't even have a clue.

The powerhouses of the Wind Clan were all fearful. Although the number of this thousand-member group was small, all of them were elites.

"I know it! These people should come from Yongfeng Town, but I didn't expect them to end up! I am afraid that things will not be good this time!"

A strong man at the real fairyland level of the Wind Clan whispered.

He has a vague understanding of Yongfeng Town. Although this small town is not very large, there are many experts in it, and a large amount of resources are produced every day to be supplied to the front lines of the Heavenly Desolate Country.

This has increased their pressure to attack the desolate country several times.

Once, he sent a guard at the virtual fairyland level to investigate in Yongfeng Town. However, when they approached Yongfeng Town, they were like mud cows entering the sea, disappearing without a trace, never returning!

He was quite jealous of Yongfeng Town.

However, he has never investigated the true details of this town.

"Yongfeng Town, do you want to be completely destroyed from the underworld?"

A half-step real fairyland-level wind clan powerhouse came off the field, he was on the vague edge of the rules.

According to the truth, the two races are fighting, don't want to die at the critical moment, an existence like him shouldn't end in person.

But after all, he had never taken that crucial step, so even if he showed up and participated in the war, it was not too much of a problem.

The wind clan powerhouse at the half-step true fairyland level dropped a palm and patted a group of thousand people in Yongfeng Town.

At this time, the puppet manipulated by Fang Yue appeared again, with one palm blocking the opponent's palm.

Two palms banged against each other.

Immediately a blast of air flowed out.

The two forces intertwined.

The surrounding clouds shook.

The earth shattered, the sky split, and the space showed tiny cracks.

There was a solemn expression on Fang Yue's face.

This half-step True Wonderland level Wind Clan is quite strong. He has already reached a level of True Martial Realm, and his bloodline is extremely sublimated, two or three smaller levels higher than the general Wind Clan level. .

This should be the assassin prepared by the Wind Clan.

If it hadn't been for him to persecute too much, the Wind Clan would not easily send him out.

"The Wind Race is really insidious, and has prepared all kinds of traps, waiting for the Human Race to enter the urn!"

Fang Yue was startled in a cold sweat.

Sure enough, the IQ of these ten thousand races cannot be underestimated.

Every race has its own brains, strategizing, and decisively winning a thousand miles.

Subsequently, Fang Yue's puppet figure disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was already behind the half-step true fairyland powerhouse of the Wind Clan!

He took a palm shot, caught off guard, and imprinted it on the back of the opponent's heart.

The half-step true immortal of the Wind Race was shattered by a palm and spewed out a black blood. Then the breath of life quickly weakened, his face pale, and he fell to the ground in a trance.

A successful blow, immediately flee away.

Fang Yue felt that participating in this level of battle with his own identity and strength seemed a bit overdone.

"Passed?"

The puppet controlled by Fang Yue is on the way to retreat. A figure suddenly blocked the way in front of him. This was a virtual immortal of the Wind Race. He had two realms that had reached the level of True Martial Realm. In the outer realm of the underworld, he is already regarded as the top powerhouse in the virtual fairyland.

"You're not worthy!" Fang Yue manipulated his puppet, glanced at this Feng Clan's imaginary fairy lightly, and said dismissively.

"Proud!" The wind clan's Xuxian commented.

At the same time, a sword light was instantly cut down at the puppet under Fang Yue's control.

In the next moment, Fang Yue's puppet touched a finger on the opponent's eyebrow.

Click, click, click. The physical body of the Feng Clan Xuxian whose real combat power was comparable to the real fairyland level showed a spider-web-like crack like a broken porcelain.

"How could you be so strong?" The wind clan's need first showed an incredible look.

"I just said, you don't deserve to let me take action!" Fang Yue's voice fell to the ground, and the imaginary fairy of the Wind Clan turned into endless powder and drifted away in the wind.

"Master Zuo Feng!"

Many wind clan powerhouses in the distance called out at the same time.

This Zuo Feng was the imaginary fairy of the Feng Clan who had just been killed by Fang Yue.

He is the pride of the Wind Race. A Tianjiao who is destined to reach the level of true wonderland.

The reason why this Master Zuo Feng hasn't broken through to the real fairyland level for a long time is because he wants to be in the virtual fairyland, he must solidify his foundation and comprehend the new true martial realm. However, before he could continue to break through, he was ruthlessly killed by Fang Yue.

"It's too weak. If the wind clan is all like this, I think this war may not be necessary to continue."

The puppet operated by Fang Yue sneered.

All the soldiers of the Wind Clan were clenched fists, one by one, they gritted their teeth and looked at the puppets operated by the lower mountain. The Wind Clan is not considered a weak clan among the ten thousand clan. They don't even know how much their blood is beyond the human race. Although the human race ranks ahead of the wind race, the wind race always believes that the human race is relying on a huge population base to obtain such a powerful clan power. If it is one-to-one, the human race will definitely not be the opponent of the wind race. So in the depths of my heart, the Feng Clan despises the Human Clan.

However, the scene before him has subverted the Feng Clan's cognition.

"Human Race, don't deceive others too much!"

The commander of the Wind Clan's True Wonderland level gritted his teeth and said.

For a long time, in their confrontation with Heavenly Desolate Nation, in fact, the Wind Clan had the upper hand and took the initiative.

In each confrontation, the human race used a lot of sacrifices to block the pace of the wind race!

"kill!"

Fang Yue gave a low voice.

Thousands of people immediately hit the dead.

The soldiers of the Wind Clan were easily suppressed and harvested by them like cutting wheat.

The soldiers in Yongfeng Town are more elite than the soldiers of the Heavenly Desolate Country.

Whether it is the level of the bloodline or the cultivation technique, or what armor is worn and equipped with various weapons.

The soldiers of the Tianhuang Country and even the Wind Clan are beyond the reach!

At the same level, if it is a one-on-one battle.

The soldiers in Yongfeng Town are about three to five times stronger than the soldiers in Tianhuang Country.

One to two times stronger than the soldiers of the Wind Race!

This gap is enough to crush the Feng Clan.

"What I hate most is that others threaten me!"

The soldiers of the wind tribe fell to the ground with their heads rolling.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of elite members of the Wind Clan were killed!

"Give you a chance to sign an agreement to truce with the Heavenly Desolate Country for a hundred years. Within a hundred years, the Feng Clan shall not set foot on the territory of our human race with any deeds!"

The puppet manipulated by Fang Yue threw a contract.

The agreement between the two ethnic groups is written in black and white on it.

"Hahahaha! You are so naive, do you think that with such a small advantage you have obtained, you can threaten our wind clan? It is impossible to let our wind clan stop the pace of expansion and aggression! Unless! One day your Heavenly Desolate Country will be completely erased from this world!"

The commander of the real fairyland level of the Wind Clan sneered and tore the paper contract.

The white paper fluttered in the wind and then fell to the ground!

"It's not that we don't want to give the Wind Clan a chance, but that we have given the opportunity to you and you don't know to cherish it!"

Fang Yue sighed lightly.

"Continue to kill me! Until the wind tribe repents, kills them to change their minds!"

Fang Yue had already known that this wind clan would definitely not sign that contract.

The real purpose of the contract that he just issued was just to find an excuse to continue attacking the Wind Clan!

As the so-called name is not regular, words will not go well!

He had just given the Feng Clan a chance to make peace, but the Feng Clan didn't know to cherish it.

Fang Yue naturally wanted to give them some color!

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of heads fell.

The soldiers of the Wind Clan fell one after another, and they did not even have the ability to resist under the attack of the Thousand People Group!

As long as they dared to resist the slightest bit, a powerful killing intent would swept over, causing the soldiers of the Wind Clan to fall into the ice pit without daring to move at all!

At this time, an icy arrow flew out of the void.

The silver light pierced the throat of Fang Yue's controlling puppet.

This is a marksman of the wind tribe, hidden in the crowd, his cultivation realm is at the level of a half-step true fairyland, and now it has consumed ten years of lifespan stimulating the secret technique, wanting to cause death to Su Mang one strike.

The energy of this blow converges and condenses, and it has reached a level comparable to that of a true fairyland level blow.

"It's just a little trick!"

Fang Yue put out **** and clamped the arrow.

He crushed it gently, and the arrow turned into powder and dissipated in the air.

"How can this be?"

The commander of the wind tribe realized that he might have kicked the iron plate this time.

The **** archer was one of his trump cards at the bottom of the box, and the **** archer was not in the sequence of the pawns he commanded.

It took him a lot of military service to invite the other party to his army.