Chapter 1792

"Um?"

The world is silent! !

Even Yiyan's originally drooping wings were completely frozen at this moment.

Then, a figure in black descended from the sky and stood in front of the two demon guards.

"Young...young master?!"

Seeing the person coming, there was a flash of shock in the eyes of the two of them, and immediately their tense bodies completely relaxed.

"Why don't you run away?"

Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at the two guards.

Although there are a large number of these wing clans in front of them, there are only three of them at the holy level.

And with the strength of the two guards, if they wanted to escape wholeheartedly, they might not fall into such a desperate situation.

"This subordinate is incompetent, but he dare not lose the dignity of the Ling clan! Young master forgive me!!"

The two people who had never knelt before being worn by Wan Yu suddenly knelt down on one knee, their eyes full of panic.

"That's right, Qingqiu and Wuchuan, take them to recover from their injuries."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, his face still calm and gentle.

However, the more this is the case, the more it will give people endless oppression.

even! !

With Yiyan's realm, he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet at this moment, almost toppling his sky spirit cover.

"The Witch Wing Clan will completely disappear in the Yuan Yuan Ancient Realm."

Ling Xiao's gaze was refocused on the Tianjiao of the Wing Clan, and his tone was calm and authentic.

As the No. 1 vassal survivor of the Night Royal Family, this clan's background is not insignificant.

However, as far as Ling Xiao is concerned, in a world where the shackles of heaven are only the Supreme Being of Heaven, he has no worries at all.

Today, not only the Wuyi clan will die in this generation, even the ancestors of their clan, Ling Xiao will dig them out of the ground and kill them.

Those who humiliate the Ling clan will be punished no matter how far away they are!

"You... who are you, why do you have a... a familiar feeling?"

Yi Yan's eyes trembled in shock, and he always felt that there seemed to be a real ancient monster hidden in the body of this black-clothed youth.

The kind of suppression that originated from the blood and bones made him breathless.

The Nine Heavens Phoenix Seal is a supreme fetish for any Yu clan.

What's more, Ling Xiao's spirit level has long surpassed the way of heaven here, even if he doesn't show it deliberately, it is not something that ordinary holy realms can resist.

As for Yi Yan's doubts, Ling Xiao didn't say a word of nonsense at all, he held the magic knife horizontally in his hand, and slashed forward.

"Buzz!"

The void was shattered, and everyone could see that a dark and deep saber fell from the sky, annihilating the sky.

However, at this time, the group of Witch Wing clansmen did not have the strength to break free at all. They stood upright in the void like sculptures one by one, allowing the blade light to sweep their heads off easily.

"thump!"

With the sound of falling, the whole mountain suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Whether it was Yi Yan or the surviving human genius around him, they all opened their mouths wide at this time, with a look of astonishment on their faces.

One knife! !

Dozens of Tianjiao of the Wing Clan had no room to resist, and were neatly harvested by Emperor Ling Xiao.

even! !

At this moment, everyone had a feeling that the emperor was not unable to kill Yi Yan with the knife just now, but just spared his life on purpose.

terrible! !

Although Ling Xiao's name has long been resounding in the blue sky, it was only after seeing him that everyone realized that the sentence of contemporary invincibility was not a compliment, but just a statement of facts!

"You... don't be crazy!! My three major vassals in the dark night are all near this mountain. Believe it or not, I will tell you to die without a place to die!"

Yi Yan's lips trembled, his soul trembled.

Even with his cultivation base, he was not sure that he could block Cai Cai's saber gesture at all.

However, his innate supernatural power lies in speed, not physical combat power.

He wanted to leave, and it was difficult for contemporary people to stop him.

Although! !

The Wuyi clan is the number one vassal of the Nightwing clan, but his strength can only be regarded as the weakest among the young masters of the three clans.

The other two young masters of the bereaved family are both in the eighth rank of the Holy Realm. As long as the three of them work together, they may not be able to kill the young man in front of them.

"I'll give you a chance, call, and then... I'll take you to destroy the Witch Wing Clan."

Ling Xiao nodded, not in a hurry to kill Yi Yan.

He will definitely let the young master Wu Yi watch his clansmen die one by one by his own sword.

Only in this way can all the creatures in the Yuanyuan Ancient Realm know what the end of provoking the Ling Clan will be.

"Destroy...destroy the Witch Wing Clan?"

Yi Yan's face froze for a moment, obviously a little dull.

But soon, a trace of extreme resentment flickered in his eyes.

It turned out that the young man never made a move against him, not out of fear, but just to scare him.

absurd! !

How dare a contemporary human race threaten to destroy his Wuyi clan?

Although, the heritage of the survivors in the Huangyuan Ancient Realm is simply not comparable to that of the outside clans.

However, among the Wuyi tribe, there are still two high-ranking supreme beings. The ancestors did not take action because they were worried about the emperor of the human race.

But how could a young man, even if he had a strong background and top-notch combat power, threaten the lives of the ancestors?

"You asked for this!!"

Yi Yan snorted coldly, and a black feather in his hand suddenly bloomed with mysterious brilliance, "Peng Shengzi, Diao

Holy Son, I was beaten, hurry up. "

After saying that, the tension on Yi Yan's face also quietly dissipated a little.

But, at this moment, Ling Xiao moved!

I saw him take a step forward, transform into mountains and seas, and appear in front of Yiyan with the supreme momentum.

"Um?"

The latter's eyes were slightly fixed, a pair of wings spread out, and he turned around and wanted to escape from this place.

only! !

Before he could fly high, he felt the wings on his back being held by someone.

Next moment! !

A piercing pain hit instantly, and Ling Xiao tore off his wings with just a little force.

"ah!!"

The screams were accompanied by pieces of blood raining down from the sky. Ling Xiao crushed Yiyan's bones with his palm, and then... threw him on the mountain like a dead dog.

"Hiss!"

In the crowd, there was a sound of gasping for air.

Who would have imagined that a young master of the bereaved family who was at the seventh rank of the holy realm was like a plaything, being kneaded by Emperor Ling Xiao at will.

How is that attitude different from killing a chicken? !

"I said I want you to watch the Witch Wing Clan fall with your own eyes, but I didn't say I want you to stand and watch."

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, and turned his head to look at the two Ling clan demon guards in the distance, "Did they...do anything to you?"

"Back to the young master, no, but...they humiliated the Ling clan with their words."

The eyes of the two guards flickered, and although the breath around them had stabilized, they were still extremely sluggish.

"Buzz!"

But Ling Xiao just nodded slightly, looking down at the crowd below.

At this time, his face was extremely indifferent, without any waves.

However, at this moment, all the arrogances of the race were all shattered, kneeling down in panic, trembling uncontrollably.

"Emperor, spare your life! Emperor, spare your life."

"It's understandable to compete for good fortune in the ancient and secret realm, but the gods will not forgive those who insult the clan!"

"boom!!"