Chapter 330: Killing the Saint Son of Fallen Feather, the Great Saint Realm Puppet, and the Horror of the Saint of Fallen Feather Tribe

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From the beginning, Holy Son of Fallen Feather came to Baiwang City.

No one could have predicted this situation.

Among the thoughts of these buried earth creatures, the most likely scenario is that the Fallen Feather Holy Son crushes Jun Xiaoyao.

No matter how bad things get, you can still maintain your advantage.

After all, the prestige of the Ten Little Kings has been deeply ingrained in the thinking of every earth-buried creature.

The Ten Little Kings represent invincible talent and unparalleled strength.

But now, reality has slapped Burial Earth Creatures hard in the face.

Facts have proved that the so-called invincibility of talent is only relative.

The ten little kings are nothing, just because they haven’t met anyone more powerful.

And now, the person who crushes the Ten Little Kings-level genius appears.

Jun Xiaoyao's fist struck the Holy Son of Fallen Feather with lightning speed.

The Holy Son of Fallen Feather was so frightened that he lost his soul and screamed: "Human race, do you really dare to kill me!"

"Foolish!"

Jun Xiaoyao didn't want to talk nonsense, and he didn't stop his movements.

With a bang, Jun Xiaoyao's fist, carrying tens of billions of kilograms of divine power, struck hard at the Fallen Feather Saint.

Needless to say, the result was that the body of Saint Son of Fallen Feather was smashed to pieces and shattered into pieces.

The heads of the Fallen Feather Saint Son flew out, and the expression on his face was condensed with incomparable terror.

He swore that not even the ancient hegemonic body of the Hades Palace, ranked first among the ten little kings, had given him such a desperate sense of oppression.

Fallen Feather Saint Son felt that he was not facing a peer, but a reincarnated emperor.

While Jun Xiaoyao was punching, the power of the soul in his mind was also activated. A divine chain of order flew out, condensed into a golden dagger, and pierced directly into the mind of Holy Son Fallen Feather.

As soon as the Yuan Huang Dao Sword came out, it directly killed the divine palace in the head of Saint Son of Fallen Feather, as well as the Yuan Shen.

This scene only happened in a short moment.

Even Xue Ling and Tianyou, two saints from the Fallen Feather Clan, were too late to save him.

Because the prestige of the Fallen Feather Clan has been deeply ingrained in their thinking.

No living being dares to kill the Fallen Feather clansmen in the Yin Nether Realm, let alone the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

This is almost an ironclad rule.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao's appearance has broken this rule.

So what about the Holy Son of Fallen Feather? If you want to kill him, you might as well kill him.

"You little evildoer, you are so bold!"

Xue Ling and Tian You, two saints from the Fallen Feather Clan, had a buzzing sound in their heads and anger surged through their internal organs.

The strongest genius of their Fallen Feather Tribe was killed in just a few strikes, and in front of them.

The surrounding creatures in Baiwang City all had their eyes widened, their mouths opened wide, and their faces looked horrified.

"My dear, I actually killed the Holy Son of Fallen Feathers."

"Are you crazy? I really don't want my life."

In their opinion, even if Jun Xiaoyao had the ability to kill Holy Son Fallen Feather, he should not do it.

Keep a line in everything so that we can meet again in the future.

But they don't know that Jun Xiaoyao's character is to be self-centered and do whatever he wants.

If you want to kill, just kill.

Without any ambiguity.

When the Cang Family Patriarch and others saw the fall of Holy Son Fallen Feather, their scalps went numb.

Jun Xiaoyao's move undoubtedly established a life-and-death feud with the Fallen Feather Clan.

Even the Cang family may become the target of the Fallen Feather Clan to vent their anger.

There was no fear on the faces of the Cang sisters. No matter what Jun Xiaoyao did, they supported him.

"You little bastard, die!"

Saint Xueling and Saint Tianyou both took action.

They don't care at all about bullying the younger ones, or disregarding their status.

They must let Jun Xiaoyao die, otherwise, Holy Son Fallen Yu's death would have been in vain, and the prestige of Fallen Yu clan would plummet.

Seeing this scene, all the creatures present shook their heads slightly.

The outcome has been decided.

The two saints took action regardless of their status, so what else is there to say?

Is there any other outcome besides death?

"Master!" Cang Yue and Cang Xue both shouted anxiously.

The head of the Cang family gritted his teeth slightly and took action.

boom!

The head of the Cang family stepped into the battle and stood in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

"Well, are your Cang family going to rebel?" Saint Xueling and Saint Tianyou looked at each other with extremely cold eyes.

The head of the Cang family gritted his teeth secretly.

The reason why he took action was because the Cang sisters told him about Jun Xiaoyao's origin.

He comes from the Huanggujun family.

After all, the head of the Cang family is also a saint and has some vision, so he naturally knows what the word "Jun family" means.

More than ten years ago, didn't the war that affected the entire Eternal Burial Land, and even the burial world, start because of the Jun family?

Such a terrifying force, even the Fallen Feather Clan, is inferior to it.

If we could make a few friends, it would be of great benefit to the Cang family.

This is also the reason why the head of the Cang family dared to take action.

He is just gambling!

"Oh" Jun Xiaoyao was surprised when he saw the head of the Cang family taking action.

It seems that the Cang family is not stupid.

Although he didn't need the Cang family to take action, he was quite satisfied with what the Cang family was doing at the moment.

"It seems that you, the Cang family, have lived too long and want to destroy yourself." Saint Xue Ling's eyes sparkled with blood.

"Sir, let us help you destroy the Cang family!"

At this time, the head of the Gongming family stood up with a sinister smile on his face.

"And us."

The strong men from the Iron Bone Clan and the Green Ghost Clan also stood up.

"You..." The head of the Cang family looked livid.

These three major forces obviously wanted to add insult to injury and carve up the Cang family.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Jun Xiaoyao sneered and raised his hand.

In an instant, three figures stood in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

When the three figures appeared, the energy in the entire world became chaotic, and a majestic pressure suddenly spread out.

These three figures have a cold metallic luster all over their bodies. They are tall and have many mysterious and complicated lines imprinted on their bodies, carrying some ancient secret power.

"This is... a puppet"

When the three puppets appeared, everyone present was a little stunned.

But when they felt the aura emanating from these three puppets, the astonishment on their faces immediately turned into deep horror.

Because these three puppets all exuded fluctuations at the level of a great saint.

These three bodies are actually puppets of the Great Saint Realm!

This is so terrifying that my scalp is about to explode!

The puppets at the level of the Great Sage are so rare that even the Immortal Forces cannot produce many of them.

Not to mention the great sage, there are not many puppets at the level of saints and saint kings in the fairyland.

The two saints, Xue Ling and Tian You, were so horrified that their eyes nearly popped out.

The anger and ferocity on their faces turned into panic and disbelief almost instantly!

"Go!" Jun Xiaoyao's tone was indifferent, as if the god of death was coming and Shura was demanding his life.

The three Great Saint Realm puppets moved instantly.

A puppet killed two saints, Xue Ling and Tian You.

The remaining two killed the three major forces including the Gongming family.

Next, it’s time for massacre!