Philip's brow tightened, and an ominous omen rose in her heart.

Fei Ling'er stared at the flying boat.

In the middle of the deck of the flying boat, two golden spears were inserted.

The tip of the spear sank into the cabin, piercing the cabin in half, and the spear was dyed a blinding red.

The spear was surrounded by black cracks, and wisps of black gas seeped from the cracks.

The black aura filled the air, forming a huge and treacherous grimace, roaring hideously, as if mocking the world.

And behind that grimace, two men stood.

The left hand holds a bow and the right hand an arrow.

Behind each of them were two weapons that exuded a fierce aura.

Their temperaments are very different, but they are equally domineering and indifferent.

They were dressed in golden robes, wearing purple and gold crowns, their faces were cold and resolute, and they exuded a strong and awe-inspiring killing aura.

Fei Ling'er's heart beat faster, and she could feel the indescribable power of these two men, as if they were demons from the abyss.

She knew that these two men were definitely not good people, and their existence would only bring destruction and blood.

There was a hint of determination in Phillinger's eyes, and she decided to keep a certain distance from the two men so that she would not be in greater danger.

She cautiously hid behind a huge wave, revealing only a pair of eyes, staring at the two men's every move.

She observed a callous killing intent in their eyes, as if they had seen Fei Ling'er as a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh.

Fei Ling'er was secretly vigilant and didn't dare to be careless.

And at this moment, a voice suddenly came into Fei Ling'er's ears.

"What a little Jiao, it seems that he has a good talent, and he can actually discover our existence."

The voice was full of mockery and disdain.

Philip was startled, she knew that the voice must be one of the two men.

She turned her head to look, only to see a golden-robed man sneering out of the Golden Crow Divine Boat, and approaching her in a volley, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Who are you? Why is it here? Fei Linger asked vigilantly.

The golden-robed man smiled disdainfully and said:

"We are the messengers of the Netherworld, and as for what we are going to do, this is not what you little Jiao should be concerned about.

Since you find out that we are doing something, then you should kill yourself obediently. ”

Philip felt a pang in her heart, she had heard of the horrors of the Nether Temple, a brutal and evil organization that would do anything to harm innocents in their quest for power.

She subconsciously clenched the sword in her hand, ready to respond to a possible battle at any time.

At this moment, Fei Linger understood that she had fallen into the whirlpool of a life-and-death battle.

As for the bloodstains on the Golden Crow Divine Boat, Fei Ling'er also recognized it at this time, it was from the Golden Crow Divine Guard!

Behind the two men who claimed to be the envoys of the Netherworld, there were more than a dozen Golden Crow Divine Guards.

The Golden Crow Divine Guard is the most elite force of the Yu Clan, leading the Yu Clan's legions.

Only a beast clan with a long history and strong strength like the Feather Clan is qualified to equip this kind of top-level army.

The Golden Crow Divine Guard is composed of the best young heroes of the Yu Clan.

Their strength is very strong, enough to rival the Mahayana monks!

This is the true essence of the Yu clan!

At this time, these Golden Crow Divine Guards actually appeared in this vast ocean, and they were killed by two Netherhall envoys!

Fei Ling'er couldn't help but gasp, her heart beating wildly, and she almost suffocated.

Who are these two Nether Emissaries?

Even the Golden Crow Divine Guard is no match for them!

Fei Ling'er couldn't help but wonder if her judgment was correct, these Netherworld Temple envoys were really just early stage cultivators?

It's simply impossible!

Fei Ling'er even thought that they might be Tribulation Period monks!

Seeing that Fei Ling'er didn't watch the movement, the two Netherworld Temple envoys were also impatient.

"Humph! It's just a little snake, and it even wants to disobey our orders and seek death! ”

Another burly and tall Netherworld emissary grabbed Fei Ling'er.

His palms instantly turned pitch black, sharp and hideous.

Fei Ling'er was startled, and hurriedly urged the infusion of vitality in her body into the Biyun Knife.

Biyun Knife was a birthday gift given to her by her father on her birthday last year, and it was a one-star superb spiritual weapon!

In the next moment, the Biyun Knife bloomed with a dazzling blue light, and the cold air was overwhelming, as if it could freeze everything, and slashed towards the Netherworld Temple messenger!

"Boom!"

The Netherhall envoy sneered, his five fingers clenched violently, and instantly pinched the sword light.

"Do you dare to make an axe with a small skill of carving insects?" He said disdainfully, "Die!" ”

As he spoke, he leaned forward again and punched Philip in the head.

His speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he rushed to Fei Ling'er's body, his fist was as fierce as a gang, and he slammed into Fei Ling'er's face.

Fei Ling'er caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eyes, and her pretty face changed drastically, but it was too late to defend herself, so she immediately gritted her teeth and raised her hand to block.

Just listen to "Click! With a crisp sound, Fei Ling'er's jade arm was shattered alive!

"Poof!"

Fei Ling'er spat out a large mouthful of blood, her face was pale, and her anger was like a gossamer.

Although she tried her best to mobilize the spiritual power in the dantian to restore the damage of the severed limb, the effect was minimal, and she was still in pain.

"Xiao Jiao, your strength is too weak, you can't escape my control at all, just suffer obediently, so as not to suffer more."

The Nether Temple emissary said lightly, his tone arrogant and threatening.

Filing's teeth were lightly bitten, and her beautiful cheeks were full of stubbornness and unyielding.

Suddenly, her delicate body shook and disappeared in place.

"Huh? How could this ......" the Nether Emissary frowned.

In the next moment, Fei Ling'er flew from a distance with superhuman speed, and the blue cloud knife in her hand bloomed with a dazzling green light, slashing towards the envoy of the Netherworld.

"Hehe, Xiao Jiao can still fight back. It's a pity that your strength is too weak, it doesn't work for me in the slightest, it's just rubbish......"

The Netherhall envoy sneered and shook his head, looking disapproving.

He slowly stretched out a palm, and an eerie aura burst out from his body, quickly condensing, and turning into a huge ghost claw.

"Nether Claw!" He snorted coldly.

"Bang!"

The ghost claw and the Biyun knife collided heavily, and suddenly set off a hurricane, and the water within a radius of hundreds of zhang surged wildly, setting off monstrous waves.

The ghost claw only froze for three seconds before it shattered the turquoise barrier formed by the strength of the Biyun Knife.

At the same time, the Biyun Knife also shattered into countless fragments and scattered in the air under Fei Ling'er's horrified gaze.

Just as Fei Ling'er lost her mind, the man's attack struck again.

"Bang!"

The ghost claw slapped down on Fei Ling'er's chest, and directly blasted her away, slamming into an island, smashing out a deep pit, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky. (End of chapter)