The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 4267: Destroy Wei Ling

Strong winds blew up within hundreds of miles around, and Eagle's huge wings were fully spread, causing a strong wave of wind.

A sharp mouth continuously absorbed the energy of luck, transforming the wind and waves into a breath that gathered together, and even wrapped the sturdy green leaves of the sacred tree in it, erupting with a powerful pressure from the middle stage of the Piaomiao Realm.

Wei Ling's face was grim, his body bearing the power that did not belong to him, he screamed: "Break!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eagle's breath poured out instantly.

Qin Yun's holy body was added to his body, and he held the Dingqin Divine Sword tightly. The sharp and unparalleled imperial sword was like a dragon entering the sea, and he slashed straight at the eagle-like breath.

The way of the emperor in the sword, facing the mere leader of the Feiyu Sect, suppressed him completely, not giving him any chance to breathe, and killed him with a wave of his hand. The collision between the two powerful energies set off a new wave.

The sword energy cut off the breath, splitting the wind and waves in half, and instantly suppressed the strong wind around the body.

"That's not enough!"

Qin Yun shouted, and the Ding Qin Sword flew out of his hand, slashing out a crescent moon in mid-air.

The rest of the people were shocked by the terrifying energy fluctuations, but Shuanglu, who had a high level of cultivation, could see the clue.

It seemed like an ordinary sword, but in the blink of an eye, it released tens of thousands of sword energies. The sword energy wandered in the strong wind and waves, cutting off everything it reached.

Wei Ling's eyes widened as he watched with his own eyes the eagle's breath break down and then return to calm.

He was also attacked back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The eagle's wings were affected by the sword energy, and countless feathers fell off in an instant. It fell from mid-air and landed gently on the ground. The sudden strong wind that had just risen was cut off and scattered in all directions, landing squarely in the group of Feiyu Sect disciples, killing hundreds of people in the blink of an eye.

Hearing the wailing sounds around him, Wei Ling yelled, "No!"

The Feiyu Sect disciples had no time to react and were affected by the strong wind and waves, and the battle line was instantly widened.

At this time, the four armies that had been staying in the distance began to move. Before the other disciples of Feiyu Sect could react, they rushed out from all directions and caught them off guard.

With wolves in front and tigers behind, the disciples of Feiyu Sect were surrounded and had no way to retreat.

They could only place their last hope on Wei Ling, and looked at him pleadingly: "Master Wei, you must save us! We are from the same school, you can't just stand by and watch us die!"

"That's right, Chief Wei, you can't leave. We don't want to be killed like this." "Chief Wei, Chief Wei!"

No matter how the Feiyu Sect disciples called out to him, Wei Ling was already helpless. Seeing that he was surrounded by the four armies, he used his sword-controlling skills to slash frequently and with the help of his Star Sword Technique, he killed tens of thousands of the sect's disciples in an instant.

Wei Ling's heart was broken, he spat out another mouthful of blood, knelt on one knee and fell instantly.

The Eagle also escaped into the void and disappeared completely. Even if Wei Ling managed to survive today, the summoned Eagle would not be able to come out again without a few decades of recuperation.

Qin Yun then landed on the ground, walked slowly forward and looked at Wei Ling, saying with contempt: "How dare you insult the might of Great Xia? Are you worthy?"

As he spoke, Qin Yun looked in the direction of Xiao Jian: "How is your recovery? I will give you a chance now. Kill the person who hurt you with your own hands. I don't need to tell you what to do."

Wei Lingsheng's victory was unfair, which was an unspeakable pain for the war-savvy Xiao Jian.

He could accept that he was inferior in skills and strength, but he could never accept that the other party used underhanded tricks to cause his defeat, and even caused losses to the Heavenly Army.

Now seeing Wei Ling right in front of him, Xiao Jian could no longer suppress his inner anger.

Xiao Jian instantly flashed to Wei Ling's side and said angrily: "Wei Ling, you are the one who won unfairly! You appeared in this sacred forest to ambush and pave the way for your own martial arts, how can you talk about winning!"

As soon as he finished speaking and was about to deal with Wei Ling, a strange light suddenly flashed.

Qin Yun just felt that this light was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

In a flash, he came to his senses. Isn't this the same Leaping Ring that Shengyuan Sect used back then? Why do people from Feiyu Sect even have this kind of thing?

Wei Ling used all his strength to dodge Xiao Jian's fatal blow. Then he smiled cunningly, and did not forget to sneer and scold: "You think you can stop me? What a bullshit Da Xia, our Feiyu Sect will raze the entire Da Xia city to the ground sooner or later! Don't worry, it won't be too late."

Having said that, Wei Ling hurried towards the leaping ring, trying to escape from this place.

He knew very well that no magic array would work at this moment, and only the Leaping World Ring could be tried. As long as he could escape the lock of Qin Yun and Shuanglu, he would have the opportunity to return to Feiyu Sect and inform the powerful about the news of Daxia.

So what if we lose some disciples? Daxia news is not as important as countless disciples.

Wei Ling jumped into the jumping ring, laughing loudly, feeling smug about his escape.

But he was surprised to find that the leaping ring had no effect.

"This... How is this possible?" He looked at the light of the Leaping Ring gradually fading in disbelief, and fell into despair again. Just when Qin Yun discovered that Wei Ling was trying to use the Leaping Ring to escape, the Ancient Mysterious Pagoda was already suspended in mid-air, completely locking the surrounding space and isolating all auras from outside.

The Taikoo Xuanhuang Tower exuded a powerful repressive force, shaking violently, leaving Wei Ling no chance to escape.

By the time he discovered it, it was already too late.

Qin Yun snorted contemptuously, looking at Wei Ling as if he was a clown. "Why, didn't you want to use the Leaping World Ring to escape? Why didn't you run away? Did you change your mind after seeing me?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Ling was shocked: "What?! You know about the Leaping World Ring!"

This was a huge shock to Wei Ling.

It has only been a few short years since the entire country of Daxia ascended to the Holy Realm. However, this Leaping Ring has been rooted in the Holy Realm for thousands of years and is unique to this sect. How could Qin Yun know so much about it?

Qin Yun did not intend to explain anything to a dying man. He held the Ding Qin Sword in his hand, and with the Wushuang Emperor Sword Dao on his body, he passed through the Taikoo Xuanhuang Tower and instantly flashed to Wei Ling's side.

"Master Feiyu Sect, what a joke! Go and report to me after you turn into a ghost in the underworld. It's a pity that no one will hear any news about you anymore!"

A deafening pressure came down, instantly destroying Wei Ling's consciousness and killing him completely!

Once Wei Ling died, the remaining disciples of Feiyu Sect became like fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered by the thousands of soldiers of Daxia.

The soldiers returned their hatred for Wei Lingshang and Xiao Jian a thousand times more to these sect disciples. Every sword and knife attack was a killing move without exception, and they used all their strength.

Since Qin Yun's retreat, he was delighted to see the high morale of the Daxia soldiers again: "Kill!"

Xiao Jian went towards Qi Qiuci and shouted, "Feiyu Sect is at the end of its rope, give me your life!"