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415: Slay the Flying Spirits (Part 2)

Because the Flying Spirit Race was confident in its Physical Body, it usually did not focus on Cultivating its Avatar. Its Golden Body Avatar had just been summoned when it was instantly defeated by Lin Feng's Golden Body Avatar, collapsing and dissipating in an instant.

The Flying Spirit Race's giant Yao Beast's Golden Body was defeated by Lin Feng's Golden Body Avatar as soon as it appeared. It could only roar in anger and frantically try to avoid Lin Feng and his Golden Body Avatar's attacks, but Lin Feng did not give it any chance. He controlled the Golden Body Avatar, like a War God, launching a fierce assault on the giant Yao Beast.

Every strike from the Golden Body Avatar contained world-destroying power. Although the giant Yao Beast was powerful, under Lin Feng's attacks, it seemed powerless.

It constantly tried to evade Lin Feng's attacks, but Lin Feng seemed able to anticipate its movements, with every attack accurately landing on its body.

The giant Yao Beast let out an ear-splitting roar, its eyes filled with anger and unwillingness. It had not expected to be defeated by a Human Race Cultivator.

However, anger could not change anything. Under Lin Feng's continuous attacks, cracks gradually appeared on the giant Yao Beast's body, and blood continuously seeped out.

It knew that it had already lost. So, it let out a mournful howl, its figure retreating instantly, preparing to flee from here.

But Lin Feng did not intend to let it go. He controlled the Golden Body Avatar, chasing after it like a bolt of lightning, the long sword in his hand carrying world-destroying might, striking directly at the giant Yao Beast's vital points.

The giant Yao Beast resisted desperately, but ultimately could not withstand Lin Feng's attack. With a loud bang, the giant Yao Beast's body exploded in mid-air, turning into a mist of blood.

Lin Feng watched the giant Yao Beast fall, feeling a bit of pity in his heart. The struggle had been too intense; otherwise, such an excellent Physical Body could have been refined into another powerful Puppet.

After collecting the corpse of the Body Integration Yao Beast that had been cut in half earlier, Lin Feng confirmed that the Flying Spirit Race's offensive in this section of the Border Great Wall had eased and the strong ones had been slain. He immediately flew away from the area, heading towards another fiercely contested location.

At a section of the Border Great Wall, a great battle between the Flying Spirit Race and the Human Race was underway. The Flying Spirit Race had already breached this stronghold, and Lin Feng's Divine Sense also detected it.

Inside this stronghold, Human Race Cultivators suffered heavy casualties, and Flying Spirit Race Cultivators were wantonly slaughtering the remaining Human Race Cultivators. Seeing this, a hint of anger flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. His figure was like lightning, instantly covering thousands of meters to arrive above the battlefield.

He shouted loudly, “You beasts of the Flying Spirit Race, how dare you be so arrogant! Watch as I slaughter all of you!”

Upon hearing this, the Flying Spirit Race Cultivators looked up at Lin Feng, a hint of terror flashing in their eyes. They had not expected a Human Race Cultivator to be so bold as to intrude into their position.

Lin Feng's figure flickered, instantly appearing before a Flying Spirit Race Cultivator. The spiritual energy long sword in his hand glowed brightly as he fiercely swung it at that Flying Spirit Race Cultivator.

With a miserable shriek, that Flying Spirit Race Cultivator was slain by Lin Feng's sword. Blood splattered, staining Lin Feng's clothes.

Lin Feng's figure did not stop, continuing to charge towards the other Flying Spirit Race Cultivators. The long sword in his hand brandished like a raging storm, each strike containing world-destroying power.

Seeing this, the Flying Spirit Race Cultivators retreated in horror. They had not expected Lin Feng, this Body Integration mighty figure, to arrive so quickly to provide aid, nor for him to be so powerful. None among them could withstand Lin Feng's attacks.

Lin Feng was like a God of Slaughter, rampaging through the battlefield. Wherever his sword light reached, Flying Spirit Race Cultivators fell.

His figure was as fast as lightning, every attack precise and lethal, giving the Flying Spirit Race Cultivators no time to react.

Under Lin Feng's frenzied slaughter, the number of Flying Spirit Race Cultivators rapidly decreased, and their formation was completely disrupted.

Lin Feng's frenzied slaughter naturally caught the attention of the Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one. Seeing this, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. He had not expected Lin Feng to be so audacious, daring to wantonly slaughter their clansmen within their position. Immediately, he flickered and charged towards Lin Feng, preparing to slay Lin Feng on the spot.

Lin Feng sensed the approaching aura of the Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one, a cold smile playing on his lips. His figure did not stop, continuing to charge towards the remaining Flying Spirit Race Cultivators, the long sword in his hand like the scythe of death, constantly reaping lives.

The Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one arrived before Lin Feng. His true form resembled a giant black leopard with wings on its back, exuding a chilling aura, its eyes burning like flames. He roared, and his claws fiercely swiped at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's figure agilely flickered, easily dodging the Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one's attack. He snorted coldly, his internal magical power surging. The spiritual energy long sword in his hand glowed brightly, preparing to meet the coming battle.

The Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one grew even angrier when his attack missed. His figure was like lightning, continuously launching attacks at Lin Feng, his claws brandishing like flashes of lightning, each attack containing world-destroying power.

Lin Feng, however, was not afraid. His figure spun agilely in the air, like a falling leaf drifting with the wind, easily dodging the Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one's attacks. At the same time, the long sword in his hand also continuously brandished, each attack precise and lethal, striking at the vital points of the Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one.

The battle was exceptionally fierce. Lin Feng and the Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one's figures appeared and disappeared on the battlefield, each clash emitting deafening roars. The surrounding space seemed to be torn apart by their battle, a scene of devastation.

The power of their struggle was too great. Both the Human Race and the Flying Spirit Race retreated. Lin Feng knew in his heart that such a battle could not last long; he had to quickly deal with this Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one, otherwise, once other Flying Spirit Race strong ones arrived to provide support, the situation would become even more difficult. His eyes narrowed, his internal magical power circulating to its peak, and the Starfall Illusion Sword glowed even more brightly.

His figure was like lightning, instantly appearing on the flank of the Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one. The Starfall Illusion Sword, carrying world-destroying might, fiercely struck at the strong one's vital points. The Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one's figure agilely flickered, dodging Lin Feng's attack, but Lin Feng seemed to have anticipated his movements. His figure spun agilely in the air, attacking the strong one again.

The Five Elements Revolving Disk rapidly enlarged in Lin Feng's hand, emitting colorful light, like a small sun, illuminating the entire battlefield. The Five Elements Power surged within it, as if containing the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, releasing chilling might.

Lin Feng let out a low shout. The Five Elements Revolving Disk, with a roaring sound, spun and crashed towards the Body Integration Flying Spirit Race strong one. A hint of solemnity flashed in the strong one's eyes. He had not expected Lin Feng's methods to be endless, and each one more powerful than the last. But he was, after all, a strong one of the Body Integration Stage; how could he easily admit defeat?

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