The flames of Xiongxiong's burning turned the originally fertile soil into sand, and the Wingman Village raiding team, which was characterized by this and tried to find traces of demon birds, quickly found their target.

"That's right!

"That terrible temperature, I will never forget in my life!"

This time, we must avenge the dead villagers!"

Hundreds of winged warriors, armed with spirit tools, rushed to the sand under the leadership of their village chief and surrounded them.

In the previous night raid, although they were slaughtered a large number of villagers, with the help of the Winged God, they also managed to injure the flame bird.

"This battle will be won!"

"Victory!!"

......

"Chirp!"

Looking at the group of winged warriors in front of him, the eyes of this flame bird showed a trace of disdain.

"Do it!"

The big flying in the sky instantly devoured the dozen or so winged warriors who rushed in front, but at the same time, a large amount of spirit spears infused with demonic power were also thrown with all their strength at that moment, and smashed heavily on the red aura of its protective body.

"Chirp!"

However, more than a dozen spears were flicked away one by one, and they did not succeed in penetrating the demon bird's defenses.

A weak first- and second-level demon warrior, even if he shoots with all his strength, he can't hurt him in the slightest......

Seeing this scene, the village chief of the Winged People almost couldn't help but draw his sword, but with a long sigh, he still tried to restrain his desire to make an immediate move.

"Although I have made up my mind, almost all of these children are ...... that I have watched grow up."

"Xiao Luo, let's call you that!"

"If I can't use the sword in the later stage, it's up to you to do it......"

......

"What the hell are you doing?"

Without the presence of the strongest combat force in the village, soon, the wingman warriors who went up to besiege the flame bird were killed and injured, and the captain of the wingman village, who was aware of all this, was very puzzled, and asked with a trace of anger: "Everyone is desperate......"

"If you procrastinate any longer, our people will be killed and injured in the future......"

"I'm thinking about something very important. Faced with the doubts of his subordinates, the strong man said with a flat face: "So, the time to make a move has been postponed......"

"Thinking about something very important?"

At this moment, even this third-level demon warrior showed a confused expression, but then, after reacting, he became even more angry.

"I don't know what important things are you thinking about at such an important juncture?"

"Hehe, it's just a little thing!"

"A little thing?!"

At this moment, even the captain of the guard, who had guarded the Wingman Village for more than 20 years, was shaken.

Village Chief, what the hell is going on?

It's only been a few days, and it's already almost unrecognizable.

"However, since you said so, then, the old man's previous behavior just now is indeed a little inappropriate!"

The old man held a magic sword, and the blade shone with a blue aura, and the powerful power it contained made everyone present feel a strong sense of oppression.

Immediately afterwards, with a casual wave of the old man, hundreds of sword shadows that also shone with spiritual light were separated from this magic sword, and the powerful power displayed by the sword shadow even the flame demon birds on the side had to be dealt with seriously.

"Is the village chief finally going to make a move?"

After seeing that the village chief of his village finally chose to make a move and showed such a powerful combat skill, all the winged warriors present also showed expectant expressions.

"With such great power, it is bound to hit that evil beast hard. ”

"This demon bird should also pay the price for what it did before......"

......

"It seems...... It's not demonic power. ”

The behavior shown by the old man before made the captain of the guard, who had the strength of a third-level demon warrior, instinctively feel that something was wrong.

Subsequently, he observed carefully, and he successfully sensed that what his village elder was showing was not the demonic power they were familiar with.

"Run!!"

This time, it was not the captain of the Wingman Village's guards who spoke, but several old men with third-level strength, all of whom had experienced the battle of slaughtering the village with swords and black shadows more than sixty years ago.

"He's not the village chief anymore! he's the sword-wielding demon!"

"Demons!!"

When countless sword shadows appeared, finally, the fear hidden in the hearts of several old men appeared again.

"Did you just find out?" the old village chief sighed and said, "It's a pity, it's late!"

Countless sword shadows rained down and attacked towards the densest concentration of winged warriors.

"Ahh

The screams continued.

"Why, why ......"

The young winged warriors covered their wounds in despair, and then looked at their village chief with puzzled expressions.

......

"I don't want to do this either, it's just that I have to ...... sword"

With the strength of a first- or second-level demon warrior alone, he couldn't stop even a sword shadow at all. Countless winged warriors, after being pierced by a sword shadow, died with despair and pain.

They don't even know why, the village chief, who has been guarding the village and is loved by them, would suddenly take action against their subordinates.

"Village Chief, what's wrong with you!!"

The winged warriors who were not covered by the rain of swords and narrowly escaped looked at their leader with wide eyes and blank expressions.

"He's not our village chief anymore!

"Quick! Let's do it!"

Unlike the young men, several experienced wingman warriors quickly reacted, and immediately threw the spirit spear infused with demonic power.

"Young people are gone!!"

"There are a few of us old fellows!"

Several third-level winged old men immediately gritted their teeth and immediately made a decision.

"But ......"

"Get out!!"

After kicking a hot-headed young man away, the long-aged winged warriors with sharp blades finally faced the shadows hidden in their hearts.

The arm holding the weapon trembled slightly, I don't know if it was because of fear or excitement......

"They little guys, even if they stay, it's useless, right?" said the old wingman warrior who led him, barely squeezing out a smile on his face.

As a former survivor, he seems to be well aware of the character of the sword-wielding demon. Just like that day more than sixty years ago, the sword-wielding black shadow who killed half of the village also chose to leave on his own initiative, which left a trace of life for the Wingman Village.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, the old man closed his eyes, and the arm that was about to take out the second sword was also put down......

......

"Chirp!" The flame bird froze in the face of the sudden change, but soon, a teenager came to him and stretched out his right hand to it......