The Winged King hadn't felt this way for a long time, and it seemed that if he was not careful, death would fall on his head in the next moment!

Among the people of the Wing Clan of the Twelve-Winged Bloodline, there are no more than five in the history of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms.

If the Nine Tribulation Realm King with the Twelve-Winged Bloodline wanted to escape, no one in the Realm King Realm could catch up, and perhaps only the Chaos Tianpeng of the Ancient Realm could compete with him in speed.

Even in the face of Lin Yi, although the Wing King was terrified, he was able to remain calm.

After all, if he can't beat him, he can turn around and run away, even if the king of the first realm can't catch up.

But this time, the Wing King actually felt a long-lost palpitation, like a stab in his back, and a sharp sword hanging on his head, which made him creepy!

The spear-wielding man who had slain the curse king was slowly approaching him with eyes like torches.

The woman with a yellow face standing next to Lin Yi, although she looked at him calmly, the quaint Xiaoding in her hand was hanging in her palm, and she seemed to be ready to make a move at any time.

The man who assassinated the Dark King disappeared again.

That person never seemed to have appeared, and it seemed that only the gradually cold corpse of the Dark King on the ground could prove the traces of that person's coming.

Now let the Winged King think about what that person looked like, what characteristics he had, and what kind of clothes he was wearing, he couldn't even remember it at all!

"Does this sense of crisis come from the big man with the gun, or from the woman holding Xiaoding in his hand, or from the person who is elusive and unsightly?"

The Winged King didn't know.

But he knew that if he was not careful this time, he would fall on this long street!

The Winged King didn't notice it at this time, but on the roof not far from him, there was a young man with a big black bow in his hand, standing in the wind, his feet slightly staggered, his eyes closed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Or, the Winged King had seen this person, but he didn't care.

The Winged King retreated.

"Whew!"

Zhan Lie suddenly struck, and the Burial Sky Spear pierced the air, making a breathtaking sound, and the huge pitch-black tip of the spear gradually expanded in front of the Winged King's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, he had come closer, and the Winged King's eyebrows tingled faintly.

This shot was very ferocious, with an indomitable momentum, and the fighting spirit was rolling like a surging tide.

But in the eyes of the Wing King, the power of this shot is not strong.

If it was normal, the Wing King would use all his strength to urge his qi and blood, and burst out to counterattack, which would definitely hit this person hard with one move.

But in this extremely dangerous situation, the Wing King had no intention of fighting, and the twelve pairs of golden wings flapped violently, bursting out with great power.

"Brush!"

Seeing that the Burial Sky Spear was about to stab the Wing King, the Wing King easily avoided it in full view of everyone and rushed towards Lin Yi.

The speed of this flutter almost reached the limit, and Lin Yi only felt that a flower in front of him hit him head-on.

Not far away, the young man holding the bow in the house was still motionless, his eyes closed, as if he was unaware.

Suddenly!

Just below the Winged King, a faint figure suddenly appeared, holding a thin broken sword and stabbing the Winged King's head.

Zhuan Zhu strikes again!

"Hahaha!"

The smug laughter of the Wing King sounded, which was still in Lin Yi's ears at first, and the next moment, it had disappeared into the distance.

Even though Lin Yi in front of him looked extremely weak, the Wing King didn't want to provoke him anymore.

This shot against Lin Yi was originally a bluff by the Wing King, and his real purpose was to force out the crisis hidden in the shadows!

The Wing King wanted to make it difficult for the other party to understand his intentions, so that he could escape from this place smoothly.

Now, the assassin has also appeared, and the Winged King has no scruples, he turned around and fled, and under the encouragement of twelve pairs of golden wings, his body turned into a golden light and fled away.

But at this moment, the laughter of the Wing King came to an abrupt end.

In front of everyone's eyes, another pitch-black light crossed the void at a faster and more aggressive speed, instantly piercing the golden light that had escaped from the ancient city.

"Whew!"

It was only at this moment that the sound of a sharp arrow breaking through the air faintly sounded in everyone's ears.

The Winged King's figure stood still in mid-air, and the twelve pairs of golden wings were still flapping one by one, but their strength was getting weaker and weaker.

The Winged King turned around slowly, and everyone was shocked to find that there was a pitch-black long arrow stuck in the center of the Winged King's eyebrows!

The arrow wasn't strong enough to even pierce the Winged King's head.

But it's fast enough and accurate enough to shoot.

The vitality in the Winged King's body passed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and everyone knew that the Winged King's divine soul was shattered by this arrow.

No one could describe the arrow, for when the crowd saw it, it had already pierced the head of the Winged King.

It can only be said that this is a fatal arrow.

The archers stood on the rooftops of the ancient city.

The bow is a heavenly bow.

Arrows are arrows that destroy the earth.

King's Landing has long since left the realm of ordinary archers, and if they want to truly shoot an earth-shattering arrow, they do not rely on their own eyes, but on the eyes of their hearts.

The power of the mind will not be affected by external forces, and it is difficult for the opponent to detect it, and most importantly, the mind is strong enough and the heart eye is accurate enough!

It was because King's Landing was 'seeing' with his heart, so he could tell that the Winged King's action of pounced on Lin Yi was a false move, so he could judge the true escape route and trajectory of the Winged King.

King's Landing slowly opened his eyes and looked at the golden figure in the distance, without saying a word, his expression was calm, and he did not shoot the Winged King's joy or excitement.

"Who are you?" the Winged King's eyes had gradually dissipated, and the golden light of the twelve pairs of wings had gradually dimmed.

"Nobody. King's Landing said lightly.

"Nobody, hehehe, nobody!" the Winged King laughed, his expression complicated, and golden blood dripping from his handsome cheeks.

The Wing King opened his mouth to say something, but after a half-pause, he still showed a bitter smile and fell on his back.

Looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, the Wing King's heart swelled with endless unwillingness and remorse, but unfortunately, these are useless.

Consciousness sank, the world in front of him went gray, and the immortal demon of the Wing Clan, the Wing King with the twelve winged bloodlines, fell outside the ancient city like this, buried in the snow.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one of the five kings left, Chao Ying, who had the body of time in the Celestial Realm.

Seeing this scene happening in front of him, Chao Ying didn't try to make a move.

However, his shot was blocked by a woman with an indifferent expression and a cold aura all over her body.

Although this woman was severely injured and fell in a pool of blood because she resisted one of his attacks, it was only this delay that the Dark King, the Curse King, the Poison King, and the Winged King had all fallen.

Chao Ying's gaze slid over these people one by one, and he could feel it clearly, these five people, the highest cultivation realm was only the woman who resisted his attack, the king of the Eight Tribulation Realm.

The woman holding Xiaoding in her hand was only a Six Tribulation Realm King.

But it was these people, Chao Ying, who had never even seen or heard of the nameless people, who killed the four kings.

Among them, the Dark King is still a demon with a void body.