This person is the main general who led the other 200,000 troops of the demon race.

Like a black ghost, after he flew up from the chariot, his body merged into the dark night sky, silently swept over the Feather Spirit Valley, and rushed towards Wang Yu at great speed.

By the time the hundreds of thousands of Spirit Clan powerhouses saw his figure clearly and exclaimed in unison, he had already flown to Wang Yu's back, waved the jet-black broadsword in his hand, and slashed at Wang Yu viciously.

Wang Yuzheng was a hundred feet away from Xing Lian, confronting each other coldly, and suddenly noticed a fierce wind behind him, and he couldn't help but be startled, and quickly moved his body and flew out to the right front.

The jet-black broadsword in Yuan Tribulation's hand slashed through the void like lightning, instantly bursting out with black rays dozens of zhang long.

Brush!

The sharp edge of the knife slashed at the left shoulder behind Wang Yu's back, and immediately cut through the protective body, cutting a wound more than two feet long and more than three inches deep.

Fortunately, he dodged quickly, if he was struck by the jet-black broadsword, even if he had a strong body, he would be split in half at this time.

Blue demonic blood oozed from the wound, but in the blink of an eye, the wound healed quickly.

Wang Yu turned around in the void and glared at the Yuan Tribulation, shocked and angry in his heart.

"How dare you attack me?" asked Wang Yu through gritted teeth.

Yuan Zheng held the jet-black big knife in his hand, looked at Wang Yu coldly, and smiled sadly: "Kun Li was also killed by you!

Having said that, he was shocked and annoyed in his heart, he thought that he could kill Wang Yu with a knife and stand up in front of these hundreds of thousands of people, but he didn't expect to let this kid dodge, for so many years, he made a sneak attack, but he never missed.

"Brother Wang Yu, quickly retreat!"

Seeing that Xing Lian, who was behind Wang Yu, slowly raised the mountain-opening giant axe in his hand, Lingzhen hurriedly shouted at Wang Yu.

At this time, he and Ling Lei had already returned to the front of the formation of hundreds of thousands of Spirit Clan powerhouses and stood by Ling Feng's side.

He was secretly glad that if Wang Yu hadn't made a move just now, I was afraid that Linglei would have died under the gloomy meteor hammer at this time, and he would not have escaped so easily.

He knew that Xing Lian and Yuan Tribulation were cultivated to a high level, and they didn't seem to be under Wang Yu, Wang Yu would definitely suffer a loss with one enemy and two enemies, and with his current four-star Martial Emperor cultivation, it was difficult to step forward to help Wang Yu, seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Yu was going to fall into the front and back attacks of the two five-star Martial Emperors, and he had to let Wang Yu come back as soon as possible.

Wang Yu also felt the increasingly powerful murderous aura in front of him and behind him at this time, and he really felt that he had no bottom in his heart when he dealt with Xing Lian and Yuan Zheng alone.

He didn't have time to think about it, he let out a loud shout, used the demonic energy in his body, raised the axe in his hand high, flew up, and slashed towards the head of the abyss.

The Divine Punishment Axe drew a blue light dozens of zhang long in the void, with a violent murderous aura, and slashed in front of the Abyss in an instant.

Yuan Zheng had been paying attention to Wang Yu just now, witnessing him seriously injuring Luan Yu with one axe, and killing Ji Peng with another axe, knowing that his axe was powerful.

Among the ten main generals of the Demon Race stationed in the Lingbai Continent, he is known for his swiftness and weirdness in his body and sword skills, and he is not good at or likes to fight hard with others.

Seeing Wang Yu slashing with an axe, Yuan Zheng's body moved, and he flashed dozens of feet away.

Wang Yu snorted coldly, did not pursue, turned into a blue light, returned to the sky above Yuling Valley, and came to Lingfeng and the others.

Xing Lian and Yuan Zheng looked at each other, and couldn't help but be stunned, they planned to join forces to kill Wang Yu, but they didn't expect this kid to smear oil on the soles of his feet and slip away!

They knew that there were 100,000 strong men of the Feather Spirit Clan hidden on the peaks around the Feather Spirit Valley, who were responsible for the defense of the Feather Spirit Valley, so in order to avoid too many casualties among the Demon Army, they just let the 400,000 Demon Army surround the periphery of the Feather Spirit Clan, which was hundreds of zhang away from the defensive ring built on the peaks around the Feather Spirit Valley.

They thought that there was only one four-star martial emperor cultivator in Lingzhen in the Feather Spirit Valley, and they planned to let the 100,000 strong men of the Bat Spirit Clan fight with them first, greatly consuming the strength of the Feather Spirit Clan, and then relying on the cultivation of their two main generals and four deputy generals to lure Ling Feng and his five sons out to fight alone, and kill them all.

I didn't expect that people are not as good as heaven, first of all, the strong man of the Bat Spirit Clan disappointed them, 100,000 people only fought out more than 30,000 people of the Feather Spirit Clan, and what was even more unexpected was that there was an extra Wang Yu in the Feather Spirit Valley out of thin air, and the cultivation was obviously not under the five-star Martial Emperor, but as a result, one of the top powerhouses of the Feather Spirit Clan did not die, but he lost two deputy generals with the highest cultivation.

At this time, the entire demon army was the only two of them in the defensive circle of the Feather Spirit Valley, within the attack range of those Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses lurking on the surrounding peaks.

As soon as Wang Yu returned to the Feather Spirit Valley, countless golden feather arrows burst out from the mountain peak below, turning into countless golden streamers, and flew towards the two of them with a roar.

The two of them snorted coldly, and at the same time flew up, leaving the defensive range of the Feather Spirit Valley and returning to their chariots.

It seems impossible to solve the problem alone, and with Wang Yu here, there is no certainty of winning alone, so you can only rely on the numerical advantage of your own army to start a siege!

As soon as Xing Lian waved the mountain-opening giant axe in his hand, the 200,000 demon army led by him immediately let out a shout and rushed towards the more than 160,000 Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses above the Feather Spirit Valley.

At the same time, with a wave of the jet-black broadsword in his hand, the 200,000 demon army he led also rushed up with a shout.

For a while, the demonic aura was surging and murderous, and the 400,000 demon army poured into the defense range set up by the 100,000 Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses on the peaks around the Feather Spirit Valley.

Whoa......

At the same time, 100,000 golden sharp feather arrows shot out from the mountain peak, like 100,000 meteors cutting through the void and shooting towards those demon soldiers.

These feathered arrows were noticeably more powerful than the ones fired before, not only were they faster, but they were also sharper.

Those demon soldiers who rushed into the defensive circle of Yuling Valley, tens of thousands of people were immediately shot through their armor and body protection by those golden feather arrows, and many of them were shot at the vital point, and they fell directly from mid-air.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Xing Lian and Yuan Zheng gave orders to the archers in the demon army led by him at the same time.

There were 100,000 archers in the 400,000 demon army**, and these people immediately bent their bows and arrows, and the 100,000 black magic arrows immediately turned into 100,000 jet-black streamers, and shot towards the peaks around the Feather Spirit Valley like locusts.

In the blink of an eye, 100,000 magic arrows shot into the dense forest on the mountain peak, and the 100,000 Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses hidden in the dense forest were immediately suppressed, and no more golden feather arrows shot upward.

The demon army took the opportunity to rush into the sky above the Feather Spirit Valley and launched a siege on more than 100,000 Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses.