"It seems that I didn't guess wrong, this bastard Li Si really knows about this so-called Holy Realm," Jun Mowen's face was gloomy, his eyes were bright, he felt that this war might also have something to do with Li Si, maybe he was the one behind this war.

"Li Si, Li Si, who are you?" This is the second time Jun Mo asked about Li Si's identity, but such a thought appeared in his mind, Li Si's identity may be related to this secret realm, and even the black mist was tossed out by him.

As soon as he thought of this, Jun Mo asked a little anxiously to know what Li Si was looking for? What were these black fogs? Could it be that all this was done to deal with him? Can he use such a big battle, and even go so far as to provoke a race war here?

"If you can tell me honestly, how did you know my name, then how about I spare your life?" Jun Mo asked and looked up at the great master of the Black Feather Clan, his eyes lit up with cold lightning, and said, This kind of deal is very cost-effective.

"No comment," the Black Feather Man said coldly;

"You are toasting and not eating and drinking," Jun Mowen's expression suddenly turned cold, and standing far away, Gubada and the others suddenly shuddered, as if the temperature around them had dropped hundreds of times, like an ice cellar.

"I'll give you one last chance," Jun Mowen stepped forward step by step, and at this moment, the momentum on his body was palpitating and terrifying, and Baguda and the others did not dare to look at it directly.

"All we know is your name and your portrait, and I just remembered it," the black-feathered man staggered backwards, threatened with death, and he couldn't help but be terrified.

"For example, what should you do after you meet me, do you want to kill me, or send the news back?" Jun Mowen asked indifferently;

"This ...... This...... If I say it, can you really let us go?" Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Black Feather Man, Jun Mo at this moment was too terrifying, it was possible that he was not weaker than their king.

"Then we have to see if you tell the truth, if you don't tell a lie, then you can leave alive," said Jun Mowen, who smiled coldly and said, if you tell a lie, then the consequences will be very serious.

"The order we got is - you go to death!" The black feather man flipped his palm, and a black feather fan appeared in his palm, and he suddenly sprayed a large mouthful of essence blood on it, and the black feather fan suddenly became a meter in size, black light, he held the feather fan in both hands, and then fiercely fanned Jun Mo.

"It's not good, this is the treasure of the Black Feather Clan, the true feather fan refined by the natal true feather of each generation of kings," Lian Shiqing's face changed in shock, and he exclaimed loudly;

The black hurricane swept between the heavens and the earth, and everywhere it passed, the earth was swept out of a huge ravine a hundred feet deep, whether it was the corpses on the ground or the boulders, all turned into powder, and were swept into the air, a scene of the coming of the end was extremely amazing.

"No, Brother Jun, be careful, get out of the way!" roared Baguda and the others, if they weren't far away, and the direction of the hurricane was very different from theirs, then they would all be swept away from the residue.

"Ah......h

Someone was affected, and it was torn apart with a snort, and every corner of the hundreds of feet high city wall was swept away, and all those boulders were shattered into ashes.

In the eyes of everyone, Jun Mowen dissipated in the hurricane in an instant, and seemed to turn into invisible dust.

"No...... Brother Jun!" Baguda and the others shouted.

"Hahaha! Jun Mo asked, my king said that you are very strong and need to be treated with care, but in my opinion, you are nothing more than that," the black feather man laughed, looking crazy, thinking that he should have survived the catastrophe and killed a terrifying enemy, which is why he was so excited.

"Oh!oh!oh!"

The Black Feather Man was excited, raising the weapon in his hand.

Lian Shiqing and the others suddenly despaired, and finally saw a little glimmer of hope, but this glimmer disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha! Kill this Jun Mo Wen, this time the deity is more meritorious than any of them, I will say, little human beings, why do you need the masters of several major races to encircle and suppress together, it's not that I will fan it away," the black feather man holding the real feather fan looked up to the sky and laughed, a few days ago, their king issued an order, anyone who found Jun Mo asked, immediately sent the news back, not to act rashly, at that time they were puzzled to ask, their king just replied, this person is very strong, need all races to send top powerhouses to encircle and suppress.

But they have always despised the human race, and they will put Jun Mowen in their eyes, so they only glanced at the portrait of Jun Mowen casually, thinking that these things can be easily killed by the people below if they can take action, and they feel that their king is making a big fuss.

However, after the battle just now, he knew that Jun Mowen was really powerful, and felt that their king did not make a big fuss, but he still exaggerated Jun Mowen's strength a little, and at the same time, he was very glad that he forgot to return it after he brought the real feather fan out last time, otherwise it would be a dead end today.

"Sons, kill these little dwarfs and put them to death, to avenge the death of our brothers and sisters," he shouted, holding up his feather fan;

After the excitement eased slightly, the hatred that was deeper than the sea surged up, you know, for the Black Feather people, the wings behind them are almost where their foundation is, and now that they have been cut off, his combat power does not know how many percent it will drop, the key is that his bloodline is not so strong, if he wants to be reborn with wings, it is almost impossible, and the price is unimaginable, as for the lost arms, it can still grow.

However, now that Jun Mowen is dead, then this hatred has to be counted on these dwarves, and it is really difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart if he does not kill them by cruel means.

"We're fighting with you!" Baguda and the others were furious, their clansmen were slaughtered, and there was only the word hatred left in their hearts, and now it was not important for them to die or not, as long as they could drag one back before they died, they would be satisfied, and of course, if they could drag two more away, they would be even more satisfied.

"Kill!"

They drew their swords and struck forward.

"Kill them for me!" the leader of the Black Feather Man roared, and at this moment, whether it was the Black Feather Man or the Bull Demon Man, they were also killing wildly.

"Bang!click!"

However, in the next second, Baguda and the others suddenly stopped, leaving a long scratch on the ground, and looked behind the black feather man in a stunned expression.

The young man in white stood in the air, his hands behind his back, his black hair fluttering, and he was as rich as jade.

"You're not dead?"

Baguda and the others rubbed their eyes vigorously, thinking that it was an illusion, Jun Mo asked if he was blown into powder by the storm?

"Haha, are you scared, little man, what are you rubbing your eyes for? Do you think you're hallucinating, and all you see are illusions, right? Dwarf, you're afraid, you're not hallucinating, it's true, death has come to you," the black-feathered man laughed.

"It's not a hallucination!" said Baguda, biting himself;

"Haha! Idiot thing, not only are you physically flawed, but you also have a problem with your brain?" the Black Feather Man scoffed;

"That...... If I say that Brother Jun is not dead, he is behind you, do you believe it or not?" asked Baguda;

"Bastard, are you fools for us, kill them for me, let ......" The leader of the Blackfeathers was furious, not believing Baguda's words.

"Whew!"

But before he finished speaking, a sword pierced his body, and the hot power was burning his internal organs, and the voice of the leader of the Black Feather People stopped abruptly, and he lowered his head blankly, looking at the sword carved with the pattern of the burning sun, with an incredible look, wasn't this one of the three swords that the man used before? Is he really not dead? How is this possible?

The leader of the Black Feather people trembled violently, and after a long time, he turned his head with difficulty, only to see a pair of eyes winking at him, and the eyes were so pure.

At this time, the other Black Feather People and Bull Demon people noticed something unusual, and they all suddenly stopped their steps and turned their heads suddenly.

They were dumbfounded, the horrible young man was not dead at all, and he had stabbed their leader through the body with a sword.

"What's the matter, do you think I'm dead?" Jun Mowen said dissatisfied, sticking his head out from behind the leader of the Black Feather Clan;

"Oh, oh, oh, ......," he shouted, following the movements and tone of the black feathered man's excitement.

"Poof!"

The leader of the Black Feather People was so angry that he vomited blood, and his consciousness slowly dissipated.

"Oh!oh!oh!"

At this moment, it was Baguda's turn to get excited and jump in place.

"Run!"

Suddenly, many of the Black Feather People spread their wings and flew away, and they were so frightened that they fled, and the Bull Demon People were furious, because their speed was too different from the Black Feather People, and they could only stay behind as shields.

"Tsk, I have to say, you are thinking too much," Jun Mo asked Kill, if these people could escape from under his nose, he might as well crash into the wall and die.

"Ah......h

After a while, after he had killed the best of them, he handed over the rest to Baguda and them, while standing in the air to prevent the others from escaping, and he didn't want them to take his whereabouts back, so he couldn't keep them.

Soon, the Black Feather Clan and the Bull Demon were all killed, and none of them escaped.

"Brother Jun, it's good that you're still alive, you just gave us ......" The dwarf who scolded him for being an idiot in the forbidden place was named Diao Daizhang, who came over at this moment and said excitedly;

Just before he could finish speaking, Jun Mowen kicked over and scolded, "It's not good for me to live, it's better to die, why don't you hurry up and burn these corpses." ”

"Gotcha, gotcha!" Diao Daizhang, who was stained with a lot of blood, hurriedly laughed, and then ran over and followed the corpse into the cart and burned it, but when they were like the corpses of the same people, they were blocked, and the people in the city did not understand, and felt that the people of the same tribe should be buried in the earth and build a tomb for them, and then Baguda briefly said what they had encountered, even Shiqing and the others did not stop them, and at the same time they were very sad, they did not expect that so many compatriots had been killed.

Jun Mowen stood in the distance, his expression looked casual, but his heart was very heavy, he really couldn't see through what kind of net Li Si had laid for him, and what was the conspiracy behind the scenes?

Of course, he had to admire Li Si's scheming, it was really unpredictable, and it was the first time he had been made a little helpless.

Next, he asked Baguda to find a secret place for those weak women, children, old and children, to settle down, after all, this war is not over, if you bring them, it is equivalent to bringing a burden, which will bring them great danger, and those who are seriously injured also stay to recuperate, and by the way, they are responsible for protecting them.

After some busyness, Jun Mowen led them to the next city, and at the same time asked them to prepare more flammable liquid, which might be of great use, in short, the flesh and blood of these dead could not be swallowed again, so the only way was to burn them.

Along the way, Jun Mowen made a lot of plans, he planned to save the other races first, otherwise this crisis would not be able to survive on his own.