Seeing the Golden-Winged Roc attacking, Ye Feng snorted coldly. His legs lightly stomped on the ground. Borrowing the force of the rebound, his entire person instantly disappeared from where he was and appeared on the other side.
In the next moment, Ye Feng's figure appeared once again. The Slime blade in his hand erupted with waves of golden light as he stabbed his sword toward the neck of the Golden-Winged Roc.
Ye Feng's speed was as fast as lightning as he stabbed out with his sword, piercing through the Golden-Winged Roc's neck.
The Golden-Winged Roc let out a blood-curdling screech as fresh blood dripped down its neck. Its eyes widened as it revealed an expression of disbelief.
In the next moment, the Golden-Winged Roc crashed onto the ground with a rumble and no longer had any aura left.
Following that, the eighteen Golden-Winged Rocs all died. Not a single one was left.