The troop of feathered warriors led by Qing Lei blocked the way of Ying Yunpeng’s archer troops.
Qing Lei was holding a long spear made from green wood, his strong and muscular body carried up into the sky by his enormous pair of wings. His face had twisted because of the anger while he roared in a hoarse voice, “Ying Yunpeng! You, and your people, land, and kneel!”
Tens of thousands of feathered warriors floated behind Qing Lei with long spears held in their hands and wings flapping. Everyone’s body was wrapped up by a thin yet dense layer of cyan mist. They had also been ragingly looking at Ying Yunpeng, at those Eastern Wasteland archers behind him, and those Yu Clan warriors standing beside those Eastern Wasteland archers!
Ying Yunpeng stood on the golden wing roc’s back and slightly curved his lips upwards. He gave a faint, cold and scornful sneer, then waved his hand.
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