Yi Zhan clenched his fists and looked at the nervous human race in front of him who were desperately resisting, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a sneering look.

Cheap resistance, worthless!

Even... can't contribute a killing point!

Because these are all human races below the six-star level!

A killing feast is about to start!

Yi Zhan's gaze was indifferent and arrogant, and he maintained this high attitude from beginning to end!

The country of Mexico has turned into a Shura field in an instant!

"Master, over there... it seems that a group of human races flew over!"

The winged scouts rushed over and reported the information he had detected.

"Human? A flying Terran?"

"Tsk...that's interesting!"

"There are still people who dare to come and die! Go! Go and play! Just haven't killed it yet!"

Yi Zhan's face showed excitement, and when he heard the arrival of the human race, instead of having any fear, he felt even more excited!

...

The country of Mexico, Duobencheng, above.

Fang Fan looked at the winged human race in front of him, and then glanced at the dead human race in the city, his face could not help showing anger.

Damn wingmen! Created killings and disputes again and again!

Their existence is a mistake and a disaster! All these bastards should be killed! Completely kill it!

Only in this way can you be relieved!

Murderers, people will always kill them!

"Tsk... Who am I! It turns out that there are still these bastards from the Spirit Race! No wonder these humble humans dare to launch an attack on my Wing Human Race!"

"What? The Spirit Race hasn't learned its lesson yet? Do you want to give away the last of the family?"

"If I remember correctly, you should be the new patriarch of the Spiritual Race, called... Lingshang!"

"The masked beauty standing beside you should be called Lingxue... I heard that these saintess of the Spiritual Race are a beautiful beauty! Today, I have a lot of luck!"

A look of arrogance appeared on Yi Zhan's face, and obscene expressions flickered in his eyes.

"This person is called Yi Zhan, and he is the most proud grandson of Yi Lingtian, the patriarch of the Yi Ren clan! He and my Spirit Clan have a blood feud!"

Ling Shang, the patriarch of the spiritual clan, clenched his hands tightly, and there was a look of resentment in his eyes.

"Don't worry, he is already a corpse!"

Fang Fan showed a cold expression as he looked at the winged people in front of him.

The biggest boss of the winged people, the eight-star king-level winged people's patriarch, Yi Lingtian, is not there, these should be some small minions!

To put it bluntly, it's not enough to watch at all!

After a comprehensive investigation, there were three six-star king-level winged human races, and twelve five-star king-level winged human races! The remaining king-level wingmen plus the king-level combat power of other servant races... There are about a thousand or so...

The rest is the combat power of some nine-star and ten-star wingmen or servant races.

It has to be said that the strength of the winged people is still very strong.

Just pull out a battle legion, there are more than a thousand king-level... This is the capital!

"Kill them all!"

"No prisoners!"

Fang Fan's eyes are particularly indifferent, these winged people have human blood on their hands, so damn it!

"Hahaha! Arrogance!"

"How dare you compete with my winged human race! I really don't know where you got the courage!"

There was a sneering look on Yi Zhan's face, and the arrogance engraved in his bones was hard to get rid of.

With Fang Fan's order, five six-star king-level heroes and four five-star king-level pets have already moved first!

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