boom!

Another Wingman Alliance member dragged two men in black onto the road.

Hexiang was instantly inspired. Not to mention that he was severely injured now, it was not that easy to kill eight traitors even in the heyday. They would all die anyway, so why not maximize the benefits.

Thinking of this, He Xiang swung his sword to repel the combined attacks of the eight traitors and retreated one after another.

Even if he had the will to die, he still had to take the overall situation into consideration. His location was too close to the Dragon Locking Star Formation, and he was afraid that the self-destruction would affect the base of the formation and release the Spider God, so he had to stay far away before self-destructing.

"He wants to escape, stop him quickly."

He Nian and others mistakenly thought that he wanted to escape, so they couldn't help being shocked. They yelled and accelerated the attack with their hands.

He Xiang is a serious, god-level expert. If he wants to escape, they may not be able to stop him.

Unexpectedly, these words reminded He Xiang, and he immediately cursed inwardly that he was a fool. He could escape if he couldn't beat them, but he was stupid enough to fight with them for so long.

He didn't really want to escape, but he wanted to rush to He Ling and lead her to fight a bloody path.

He immediately shouted loudly and launched a violent attack like a mad tiger.

Taking advantage of the fact that He Nian's eight people did not dare to take advantage of him and retreated continuously, he let out a long roar from his mouth, and in a flash of white shadow, he was already at He Ling's side.

The five men in black who besieged He Ling never expected that He Xiang would suddenly attack. He killed three of them with one strike of his sword. The remaining two men in black were so shocked that they turned around and ran away, cursing He Nian and others.

He is a waste, even eight people can't stop He Xiang.

He Nian and others' faces were ashen, they raised their swords and chased after him. Without saying a word, they launched a frenzied attack on He Xiang.

"father!"

Seeing that her father's chest was bleeding profusely and his face was frighteningly pale, He Ling cried out with tears in her eyes. She ignored the attacks of others and brandished the ancient sword in her hand to attack He Nian crazily. She hated this traitor.

I vowed to kill him.

He Xiang was startled and quickly drew out his sword to block the moves of the others. He sighed helplessly in his heart. He Ling had been blinded by hatred and was not willing to obey his orders to escape. He missed the best opportunity to escape.

That's all, that's all, let us both die here today, but before we die, we must kill a few traitors.

Thinking of this, He Xiang calmed down and stopped caring about suppressing his injuries. His attacks suddenly became fierce, forcing the seven traitors to scramble and retreat.

Although He Nian's strength is equal to that of He Ling, firstly, he was guilty of betrayal; secondly, He Ling held a hatred of sharing the same fate and did not care about his own safety, and traded his life for his life; for a time, he was forced to do so.

Defeated and retreated, dangers abound.

"Go to hell!"

He Ling roared angrily, and the ancient sword in his hand suddenly came out, turning into a terrifying stream of light and shooting towards He Nian.

He Nian was so frightened that he dared to fight head-on. He knew that this was a unique move that the Crane clan would use only when they were desperate.

In embarrassment, He Ling rolled several times on the spot to avoid the sword, and got up in shock. She couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He Ling had no sword in her hand. Now let's see how she could jump.

But suddenly he found a proud smile on He Ling's hateful face. He couldn't help but feel a sinking heart. He screamed inwardly and fell forward, but it was already too late. He only felt a pain in the back of his heart and lowered his head in fear.

Looking at it, I saw a cold sword tip on the chest, and blood was still dripping down.

He Nian raised his head and looked at He Ling, shook his head in disbelief and said: "No, this is impossible. You have just come into contact with sword control, how can you succeed in sword control?"

"I can only say that your talent is too poor. You can't even learn it despite all the teachings from your father. I only learned it for a few days and I managed to manage the sword successfully."

He Ling looked at him with neither ridicule nor pride in his eyes, only endless sorrow and hatred. He smiled miserably and said: "To be honest with you, I can only succeed once in ten times with the sword. Just these ten times."

The chance is only 1 in 1, but you succeeded, hahaha, this is probably retribution, even God thinks you deserve to die."

There was a touch of bitterness and despair on the corner of He Nian's mouth. He sighed softly and was speechless. He quietly stepped back, trying to get away from the battlefield, find a way to find someone to help, and maybe save his life.

He is not like He Xiang, who is already a god-level powerhouse. Even if he pulls out the sword that pierces his heart, he will not die for a while. As long as he pulls out the ancient sword, he will die immediately.

"It's too late to leave. From the moment you betrayed my father, I swore that I would kill you with my own hands."

There is no longer innocence in He Ling's clear black and white eyes, only decisive ruthlessness and indifference: "Senior Brother Nian, let's get on the road!"

puff!

The ancient sword that penetrated He Nian's heart suddenly spun as if it possessed spirituality, instantly crushing He Ling's heart.

Plop!

He Nian fell to the ground on his back, staring up at the sky with eyes that were filled with regret and unwillingness. His eyes gradually dimmed and turned into a deathly gray color.

A trace of sadness flashed across He Ling's eyes. After thousands of years of getting along day and night, He Nian's love and care for her in the past was still vivid in her mind. How could she not have a trace of tenderness, but He Nian betrayed and attacked her father. This kind of

Sins can never be forgiven.

"Okay, Ling'er, well done, hahaha..."

He Xiang burst out laughing, but there was a hint of sadness that could not be concealed in the laughter. He Nian was the disciple he raised, and they were like father and son, but this beloved disciple betrayed his master, which made him

How can I not feel heartache.

"Kill, kill all of you traitors."

He Ling withdrew his sword and killed the remaining seven traitors. Although these seven people were not as hurt as He Nian's betrayal, they were both members of the Crane clan and had betrayed the clan leader.

Unforgivable!

"We, father and daughter, join forces to kill all these traitors today."

He Xiang saw that his daughter, who had always been cute and cute, suddenly matured quickly as if she was a different person. Although he felt a little distressed, he was more relieved. This must be the price of growth.

Chaos has arisen in Wan Yao Ridge, but He Lingruo still maintains his unchanged innocent nature and cannot survive in the troubled times at all. Only by becoming stronger can he survive better.

The seven traitors looked a little frightened. In the past, only eight against one could maintain an undefeated situation with He Xiang. Now there are only seven left, and He Ling joins the battle. How can they not be frightened?

In addition, the father and daughter were fighting with their backs against the odds and were ready to die. Every move and every move was a life-for-life. This made the seven people who had an absolute advantage be suppressed and fell into an absolute disadvantage.

It's not that they are too weak, but that they cherish their lives too much and don't have the courage to risk their lives. In just a moment, He Xiang caught the flaw. Taking advantage of the moment when He Ling suppressed the opponent, he used his left shoulder to hit a sword with his sword.

The sword killed another person again.

Hexiang succeeded with one blow, and the fighting spirit of the father and daughter became even higher. They were as unstoppable as tigers descending from the mountain. The six people they fought were defeated step by step, without the ability to fight back.

"Kakaka!"

Just when Hexiang and his daughter had the upper hand and were ready to cooperate again to kill one person, a violent cracking sound suddenly came from the Dragon Locking Star Formation.

Both sides in the melee stopped fighting and left the battle circle, nervously looking at the collapsing Dragon Locking Star Formation.

The man in black was overjoyed, while the ancestor of the wing man felt his heart sink to the bottom.

Although the winged human race has a slight upper hand in some small circles, most of the battle circles are at a disadvantage and are struggling to hold on. If the Spider God breaks out of the formation at this moment, it will be like adding insult to injury and there will no longer be any chance of winning.

.

hiss!

As the starlight dimmed, the huge body of the Spider God appeared proudly with the power of looking down upon the world, and the endless Zerg army roared like a mountain and a tsunami.

Thousands of insects worshiped, and the terrifying power made the Winged Man Alliance look downcast and filled with deep despair.

"Hahaha, Spider God, quickly, kill them all."

The leader of the men in black ordered loudly and energetically, with unconcealable joy on his face.

He thought that these remnants of defeated soldiers were nothing to be afraid of, but he didn't expect that they were so difficult to deal with. Even with their self-destruction and cooperation, he lost a hundred elites with his kung fu. This made him very angry and wanted to kill all these damn ones immediately.

Guy.

The seven traitors of the Crane clan were even more happy and shouted loudly: "Help us get rid of Hexiang and his daughter first, kill them, and then the others can be dealt with easily."

The leader of the men in black felt a little unhappy, but after thinking about it, it did make sense. He cursed trash, pointed at Hexiang reluctantly, and proudly ordered: "Spider God, go kill that father and daughter."

hiss!

The Spider God moved its eight terrifying spider legs and rushed towards He Xiang and his daughter.

He Xiang's face was solemn, and he pulled the panicked He Ling behind him. Just as he was about to tell her to flee immediately, a sound like a mosquito came from his ears. He looked slightly startled, and then a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Kill, kill them, haha!"

"Now I see you are still so arrogant."

"He Nian and He Shan are two unlucky ghosts. If they had held on a little longer, they wouldn't have died."

"That's what their destiny is. They don't have that blessing."

…

The seven traitors of the Crane Clan were smiling brightly and brazenly showing off.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Just when they were complacent and defenseless, a sudden change occurred, and the spider god's eight spider legs instantly penetrated their bodies like lightning, lifting them up high like a show off.

The seven traitors were like candied haws strung together, with disbelief on their faces, and they yelled in despair at the top of their lungs: "Why?"

The Winged Man Alliance opened their mouths in astonishment. They didn't know why the Spider God would suddenly switch sides. The men in black were even more panicked. They didn't know why such a drastic change occurred.

"You idiots, don't you understand that people who are not of my race will have different hearts? Cooperating with black-blooded bastards is like seeking skin from a tiger. Now that their victory is certain, they must eradicate their dissidents."
To be continued...