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Guo Jiang's body released a huge aura, his clothes started to violently flutter in the absence of wind. With a low growl, he flew towards Han Yan at an astonishing speed. Upon looking carefully, a bloody light flashed beneath his feet. He had obviously used secret method at the cost of consuming his blood essence, so he had to kill Han Yan no matter what.

Han Yan did not dare to forcefully resist, as who knew how strong the secret method was. Han Yan quickly retreated, and as he activated Space divine abilities, he also used Stellar Transposition. From start to finish, he maintained a distance of more than three hundred meters between him and Guo Jiang.

No matter how hard Guo Jiang tried to chase after him, he could not catch up with Han Yan.

Furthermore, on Wang Yiheng's side, they had waited for an hour but still, no one came.

Wang Zhenhu laughed bitterly, and could not help but ask: "Patriarch, Lord would not lie to us right? Why hasn't anyone come? "

Wang Yiheng was also doubtful in his heart, but he did not dare say such words. He glared at Wang Zhen and berated him, "What nonsense are you spouting? Don't tell me you did not know that the wall has ears …"

Hearing this, Wang Zhenhu's heart thumped. Highgod was so powerful, if he were to send out his divine sense to sense where they were, it wouldn't be difficult for him to hear their conversation. Wang Zhenhu did not dare to say any more, and quickly changed the topic: "Clan Leader, who do you think Master wants to kill, which Low Grade God offended him?"

Wang Yiheng coldly snorted, and said snappily: "Why are you asking me about this nonsense? Don't ask me anything you shouldn't ask, okay? "

Wang Zhenhu was not in the mood to continue asking questions as he vigilantly observed his surroundings for any movements.

At this moment, a figure rapidly approached and arrived before everyone in the blink of an eye.

The person who suddenly came was none other than Ling Fei, after receiving Han Yan's order, he quickly rushed over.

Wang Zhenhu was slightly startled when he saw Ling Fei. He cried out involuntarily, "Why is it you?"

Ling Fei had already known who he was going to kill this time, so he was not surprised. Didn't you all wait for me here for so long? "

Wang Yiheng frowned, looked at Wang Zhenhu, and asked: "You recognize him?"

Wang Zhenhu nodded his head, and said truthfully: "Clan Leader, he is that woman's husband, we must kill him."

"We will definitely kill him. He will not leave this place alive." Wang Yiheng did not attack immediately, he had to figure out Ling Fei's identity, and subconsciously asked: "Since you came here and said something like that, you should know who we are trying to kill! Could it be, that you are that Low Grade God? "

Ling Fei shook his head, and said: "I am not."

Wang Yiheng and the others were all startled, obviously not expecting Ling Fei to reply in such a manner. Wang Zhenhu coldly snorted, and said: "Since you aren't the same, then how did you know we are waiting here?"

"You want to kill my boss? Of course I know." Ling Fei laughed and said, "It's a pity that my boss is busy right now. Just now, he destroyed a clone of a Highgod, you clowns, you guys can only let me kill you …" When he said the words "kill Highgod", he purposefully emphasized on the word "kill" so that everyone would be alarmed.

Sure enough, after Wang Yiheng and the rest heard this, their expressions changed, as they did not believe that it was true.

After all, Wang Yiheng had been the Patriarch for so many years. After he sucked in a breath of cold air, his expression returned to normal as he said coldly: "I don't know what you're talking about. He then pointed to the man beside him and ordered, "Wang Zhenhao, go get rid of him. Will that be alright?"

Wang Zhenhao was also an arrogant and conceited person. He looked at Ling Fei coldly, and said disdainfully: "Postnatal Cultivator of the Divine Card Level Six, I can kill him with a move of my fingers." As he spoke, his figure flashed and arrived in front of Ling Fei, speaking arrogantly. "Brat, how do you want to die? I can help you. "

Ling Fei slightly smiled, and said without the slightest fear: "Do you have any last words?"

Wang Zhenhao's face slightly changed as he angrily said, "Brat, I think you are courting death!" After he finished speaking, he was about to form a hand seal.

Suddenly, something happened that Wang Zhenhao did not expect. A light flashed in front of him, and a gray shadow appeared out of thin air. Before he could see the enemy clearly, Wang Zhenhao saw an arc of light flying towards his dantian. Wang Zhenhao's facial expression changed drastically as he hurriedly used his light elemental divine ability to block the attack. Unfortunately, his hand speed was still too slow. Before the shield of light was formed, the arc of light had already arrived in front of him.

The next moment, blood splashed everywhere. Wang Zhenhao's body was cut in half by the arc of light. His primordial spirit was also on the verge of collapsing.

Wang Zhenhao gave up on his physical body. Just as his soul flew out of his body, a beam of purple light caught up and entered his soul. Then, he heard a scream. Wang Zhenhao's primordial spirit brightened and dimmed. In just three breaths, his soul had been destroyed. At this time, everyone could clearly see what that purple light was. It was actually a Six-winged flying ant with the Level Six of an Evil Worm.

After the six-winged flying ant devoured Wang Zhenhao's primordial spirit, it flew towards the youth in front of Ling Fei.

The young man bit on a straw stick, looking extremely playful, he chuckled: "Ling Fei, I saved your life again."

Ling Fei glanced at the Xiao Hui, and said snappily: "Cut the crap, wasn't it boss who told you to come, just you?"

The Xiao Hui nodded, raised its head, and said arrogantly: "To deal with this group of trash, I alone am enough. Watch my performance." After returning from The Land of the Nine Nether, his cultivation had reached the level of a Level Six demon beast. Xiao Hui already had the ability to kill those above their cultivation level. With his current cultivation level, dealing with the Low Grade God would be slightly difficult, but killing cultivators of the same cultivation level would be easy and enjoyable.0

When Wang Yiheng and the others heard the conversation between the two, it could be said that they were shocked and angry at the same time.

He was surprised that the opponent was so strong, killing Wang Zhenhao who was at the Divine Card Level Six level in the blink of an eye. He was angry that the opponent was too arrogant, as they were both at the Divine Card Level Six realm, and did not put them in his eyes. One had to know that they had more than ten people on their side, and the opponent only had one person. Could it be that they weren't the only ones to kill?

Thinking up to here, Wang Yiheng roared angrily, and said resentfully: "Brat, you're courting death."

The Xiao Hui glanced at the crowd, then waved his hand: "Old man, I don't have time to waste words with you. Before I kill you, I still have something to tell you."

"Cut the crap, just you wait for death!" Wang Yiheng snorted coldly, and was about to attack.

The Xiao Hui sighed, and said depressingly: "Even if you all want to die, you don't have to be in such a hurry! Do you think I want to bullshit with you! This was the boss' order. Boss is kind and compassionate, I hope you can all die knowing that. " As he said that, he looked towards Wang Zhenhu and said: "You know why boss let you go the other time. He originally wanted to let you see how your Ancestor died, but didn't expect that your Ancestor was too weak.

Wang Zhenhu's face sank, he remembered what Han Yan had said before, and cried out involuntarily: "What did you say, Ancestor was killed by your boss?"

The Xiao Hui nodded, and said sternly: "That's right, now you all know how Ancestor died, I can make my move."

Aside from Patriarch Wang Yiheng, all the other Wang Clan cultivators s had dead expressions, as though they could not muster up the desire to fight. Such a powerful Ancestor of their clan had actually been killed, could they even kill the two in front of them? Everyone had thoughts of retreating, they really wanted to run away, but seeing that Wang Yiheng had no intention to leave, they could only wait for the Patriarch's decision.

Wang Yiheng gave a cold snort and roared: "Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense. Ancestor is so powerful, how can he be killed? This brat said these words to make us lose the desire to fight, and then kill us. We definitely can't fall for his tricks. "He's only one person. If we attack together, we can definitely kill him …"

It had to be said that Wang Yiheng's words were very provocative. After everyone heard him, their blood boiled, and their confidence soared.

Wang Yiheng growled, taking the lead to fly towards the Xiao Hui, and unleashed his most powerful ability, Divine Light. He raised his right hand, releasing a white light as thick as a child's arm from his palm, and suddenly attacked the Xiao Hui. Wang Yiheng squinted his eyes. He knew that after he successfully cast this ability, if his opponent did not dodge, he would definitely be severely injured.

The reason why the Xiao Hui did not dodge was not because he could not dodge, but because there was no need to.

Wang Yiheng did not know the secret on the Xiao Hui's body. He saw the divine light that was about to fall on the Xiao Hui's body, and seemed to have seen the scene of the Xiao Hui being heavily injured.

The Xiao Hui shook its head and sneered, then said in disdain, "Wanting to kill me with such a divine ability, how laughable." After saying that, he suddenly changed into the appearance of this noble one, opened his mouth wide, and bellowed: "Innate Supernatural Power, Devour of Darkness!" Then, under everyone's incomparably shocked eyes, he forcefully devoured the divine light.

The Xiao Hui rubbed his stomach, smacked his lips and said: "The divine power is still there, but the taste is not that good." He looked at Wang Yiheng who had been stunned and surprised, and chuckled: "Old man, just now you used a divine ability, now it's my turn right?!" As he said that, he let out a low shout, and sharply said: "Innate Supernatural Power, one claw strike to stun the heavens!"

This was the first Innate Supernatural Power that the Xiao Hui had ever comprehended. After being unleashed countless times over the years, he had long since trained it to the point where he could do as he pleased with just a thought. A purple arc of light suddenly appeared out of nowhere and struck Wang Yiheng's head.

With such a fast speed, the pitiful Wang Yiheng didn't even have the chance to dodge before he was split into two.

At the same time, the Six-winged flying ant moved as well, and quickly caught up to Wang Yiheng's Primordial Spirit.

Instantly, Wang Yiheng was killed, the Wang Clan cultivators s were all stunned, they looked at the Xiao Hui as if they were looking at a monster. Everyone's eyes flickered with fear. It was unknown who shouted, "This is too abnormal! Everyone, run!" Everyone ran away, one faster than the other. They were afraid that if they were too slow, they would die here.

The Xiao Hui glanced at Ling Fei, and laughed: "Watch carefully, I have even more powerful Innate Supernatural Power!" As he said that, he waved his right hand in the air and shouted in a low voice, "Innate Supernatural Power, nine claws link the sky."

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