“Run!”
In the next moment, a furious roar was heard. Following that, countless figures fled in all directions like a tide.
“Where do you think you’re Going?”
Ye Chen snorted coldly. His body swayed as he chased after these people.
Xiu!
A Ray of sword light blossomed from the tip of his sword, transforming into a resplendent sword qi that ruthlessly landed in the midst of the golden-winged great ROC tribe.
Kacha!
Plop!
With muffled sounds, corpses fell one after another.
Ye Chen held a long sword in his hand as he slaughtered his way through.
In just a few short seconds, the golden-winged great Roc tribe had lost over a thousand members.
At this moment, the golden-winged great Roc tribe leader flew into a rage.
“Brat, you’re courting death!”
His voice contained a monstrous rage.
Ye Chen smiled disdainfully and continued to kill.
The members of the golden-winged great Roc clan were filled with fear when they saw their clansmen being killed one after another.