The main general of the demon army, Xing Lian, stood on his chariot, performing psychic skills, and the huge flying demonic beast with a black body under his control, pulled the chariot and flew into the air, stopping there to supervise the battle.

On the other hand, the main general of the demon army, Yuan Zheng and his two lieutenants, also drove their chariots and flew to a high place to supervise the battle.

In addition to these four chariots, the remaining thousand or so chariots were pulled by flying demonic beasts, and they took the lead in rushing from the periphery of the Feather Spirit Valley to the sky above the Feather Spirit Valley.

The body length of these flying demonic beasts is two to three zhang, and a pair of fleshy wings are more than two zhang long, the whole body is jet black, hard as iron, and the golden feather arrows shot from the peaks around the Feather Spirit Valley can shoot through the armor of those demon soldiers, but they can't shoot into the bodies of these flying demonic beasts at all.

The chariots pulled by these demonic beasts were made of polished iron, which could not only float smoothly in the void, but also those golden feather arrows could not penetrate it at all, so those demon generals who were driving the chariots did not suffer any losses, and rushed to the front of those Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses standing in the void above the Feather Spirit Valley.

Wang Yu and Ling Feng and his five sons Ling Zhen, Ling Lei, Ling Ting, Ling Li, and Ling Yun were scattered at the forefront of more than 160,000 Spirit Clan powerhouses.

Wang Yu was the first to fly out, raised the axe of the god in his hand, and pounced on a chariot that rushed closer.

The flying demonic beast pulling the chariot had blood-red eyes, and it was not afraid of the powerful murderous aura released from Wang Yu's body, and with a roar, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, and bit at Wang Yu.

The demonic blood in Wang Yu's body boiled, and the Divine Punishment Axe in his hand first slashed towards the flying demonic beast.

Click!

Blood splattered, the hideous head of the flying demonic beast was cut off, and the headless body fluttered a pair of huge fleshy wings and fell from mid-air.

The black-black chariot was still suspended in mid-air, and the demon on the chariot was a cultivator of a one-star Martial Emperor, with a fierce face, blood-red eyes full of murderous intent, and raised a jet-black spear with both hands, stabbing Wang Yu viciously in the chest.

Wang Yu stretched out his left hand, grabbed the tip of the spear in his hand, and then raised the axe of the god in his right hand high and slashed at the demon general.

The demon general was shocked, clenched the barrel of the gun with both hands, and struggled backwards, the jet-black spear did not move at all, and it seemed to have a root in Wang Yu's hand.

In the blink of an eye, the Divine Punishment Axe in Wang Yu's hand slashed in front of him like lightning, splitting him in half.

The corpse of the demon general fell on the chariot and slowly fell with the chariot into the valley of feathered spirits below.

Wang Yu turned his head to look at it, Ling Feng, Ling Zhen, and Ling Lei had each killed a flying demonic beast that rushed in front of him, and were fighting with the demon general on the chariot.

And Lingting, Lingyun and Lingyun directly avoided the demonic beast pulling the cart and fought with the demon generals on the chariot.

The other Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses at the outermost edge of the formation did not have such a good situation.

Many people have been bitten by the flying monsters pulling the cart, and some people have even been bitten by the monsters and killed directly, and some have been bitten by the monsters, although they have not been killed directly, but because of the obstruction of their bodies, they died under the swords and guns of the demon generals on the chariot.

When Wang Yu saw this scene, he couldn't help but be furious, and immediately held the Divine Punishment Axe in his hand, flew up, and slashed another flying demonic beast next to him.

He swept along the periphery of the Feather Spirit Clan's formation, specializing in slashing the flying demonic beasts pulling the chariot.

The cold light of the God Punishment Axe burst out of a blue light dozens of zhang long, and blood splattered along the way, killing those ferocious and tyrannical flying demonic beasts one by one.

After Ling Feng, Ling Zhen, and Ling Lei killed the demon generals on the chariot, they also followed Wang Yu's example and first killed those flying demon beasts pulling the chariot.

The effort was not large, and nearly half of the thousand flying demonic beasts were killed.

The formation of the Feather Spirit Clan's powerhouse, which had already been a little chaotic, was stabilized again.

Wang Yu still flew along the periphery of the formation at an extremely fast speed, continuing to slash the flying demonic beasts, intending to kill them all first.

The two lieutenants behind Yuan Zheng looked at each other, held the jet-black broadsword in their hands, restrained the killing intent on their bodies, and flew up from their respective chariots at the same time, silently swept across the void, and rushed behind Wang Yu like a ghost.

Less than a hundred feet away from Wang Yu's back, the two people suddenly burst out with murderous energy, raised the big knife in their hands high, and slashed towards Wang Yu like lightning.

Wang Yu picked up the axe in his hand, cut off the head of a flying demonic beast, and suddenly turned back.

At this time, he had killed more than 400 flying demonic beasts in a row, and his whole body was almost soaked with the blood of demonic beasts, and his anger was soaring, and a pair of eyes that had already turned dark blue flashed with crazy killing intent, and the whole person was like a fierce god, and the huge axe in his hand was blue and shivering.

The two lieutenant generals of the Yuan Tribulation couldn't help but feel a little timid in their hearts.

They had just witnessed Wang Yu split the lush meteor hammer in half with an axe, and then cut off his two forearms wearing magic iron guards.

With a lifetime of cowardice in his heart, the momentum of the two jet-black long knives that were split in the air slowed down a lot, Wang Yu flew forward to meet him, and at the moment when the two big knives were chopped, the axe in his hand swept horizontally, and a blue light dozens of zhang long flashed, cutting the two of them into two sections at the same time.

"Ahh

Yuan Zheng exclaimed in surprise, flew up from the chariot, and the big knife in his hand suddenly turned into a terrifying black light, slashing at Wang Yu's head.

A cold murderous aura pierced through the void, and the dark night sky was instantly split in half.

At the same time, Xing Lian also flew up from his chariot, and the murderous aura emanating from his body enveloped the entire void in an instant, and the mountain-opening giant axe in his hand instantly became several times larger, and was held high above his head by his hands, and slashed from behind Wang Yu with an incomparably violent aura.

Under the enveloping of the powerful and coercive power that these two five-star Martial Emperor-level demon powerhouses burst out in an instant, the demon blood in Wang Yu's body was almost burning, and that mysterious energy was surging in the demon blood, and the whole person seemed to explode.

He quickly turned sideways in the void, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his left hand showed off in his left hand, struggling to block the great sword of the Abyssal Tribulation, and at the same time, he picked up the Divine Axe with his right hand and slashed towards the giant axe that Xing Lian had slashed at his head.

Click!

With an earth-shattering loud bang, the jet-black broadsword of the Yuan Tribulation slashed fiercely on the Xuanyuan Sword in Wang Yu's left hand, and the jet-black giant axe in Xing Lian's hand slashed at the Xuanyuan Sword in Wang Yu's right hand at the same time.

Golden, blue, and black light blended together to create a dazzling and strange brilliance that instantly filled the entire night sky.

The entire void above the Feather Spirit Valley shook violently, and hundreds of thousands of people seemed to hear the sound of the void shattering.

The breath in Wang Yu's chest suddenly stagnated, and the violent mysterious energy in the demon's blood was like a giant volcano about to erupt, but it couldn't be vented, and the coercion exerted on him by Xing Lian and Yuan Tribulation at the same time was like two thousands of mountains.

Under this terrifying internal and external pressure, Wang Yu opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of blue blood mist, and his body fell towards the Feather Spirit Valley below.