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When the black speck approached them, Ling Feng was even more shocked. It was actually four gigantic black falcons.

Ling Feng had seen two of them before. They were the "Fifth Brother" and "Sixth Brother" who had helped him when he was chased by the Snow Mountain Sect Leader, Tian Wei.

White Tiger City was built by a gigantic sand wall. The sand wall was wide and wide, and with a rough estimate, this White Tiger City should be around six hundred kilometers in radius.

The four black falcons in the distance flew closer to the city gate and circled around it, no longer following it.

At this time, three huge Winged Tigers flew out of the city. Their skin was pale and their aura was majestic.

A big tiger took the lead and shouted, "Your Black Falcon tribe and my White Tiger race have always been at peace with each other. Could it be that you guys are tired of Peach Blossom Mountain and want to come to our desert to eat wind-sand? Hmph, how awe-inspiring, four of the eight great black falcons came at once after coming out of the cave.

A black falcon flew forward two meters. "I, Hei San, have brought a few brothers with me to make friends with the nobles. I have no other intentions."

The big tiger shouted, "No harm done? I don't think so. "

The third brother said, "Our Peach Blossom Mountain Hawk clan is willing to offer 50,000 drill cards and 100 Class 9 Monster Cores for your friend, the White Tiger clan. What do you say?"

Ling Feng was undoubtedly shocked, "What kind of attack is this?" I've never seen anyone so generous. "

"That's good then. Throw that thing down, and we will admit that the Falcons are your friends. Then, we will leave."

Hei San laughed. "About that, since we are friends, shouldn't we help each other out?" We only want to take a few pieces of the noble's ice lotus leaves to use.

The tiger seemed to have expected this, "It's here, it's here indeed. Speaking of it so nicely, isn't it because of our treasure?

Don't even dream about it, or we won't be polite. Your Black Falcon tribe may not be weak, but you are not strong enough to the point that our White Tiger tribe is afraid of you.

This is still the territory of our White Tiger clan, you know what's good for you, so I advise you to quickly leave, otherwise, with just you four old fellows, you won't be able to return. "

Third Brother of the Black Elder said, "The people of the world are competing over all things. Who said that the ice lotus is yours? The more capable you are, the better things you can enjoy. "

"You're right. If you have the ability, you can take the ice lotus. But with just the few of you? Hehe, it doesn't seem to be enough for our White Tiger City. "

The third brother suddenly let out a strange howl and shouted, "See if this is enough."

Suddenly, hundreds of gigantic black falcons flew in from all directions.

That White Tiger coldly replied, "It seems like you've long since been prepared."

With a loud shout, hundreds of white tigers dashed out of the city gate and confronted the many Black Falcon experts.

At the top of the city, over twenty White Tiger City Beastmen appeared with windguns, ready to fight at a moment's notice.

The huge Winged Tiger said, "How is it? Do you think you have a chance of winning? "

Hovering in the air, the third brother let out a loud laugh, "Take another look at what this is."

The giant claw pointed off into the distance, and hundreds of figures flew over.

The flying figure of the magical beast looked very strange. It looked like a snake, but not a snake. It looked like a dragon but not a dragon. It also had huge wings that were elliptical in shape and kept flapping in the air.

Ling'er's voice resounded, "That's a sand dragon. So the sand dragon tribe has existed for so many years, and their lineup is so huge." It seems like their Serpentwing clan has quite a few experts as well. This is going to be a good show. "

One of the leading sand dragons shouted, "Hey, Baroque, isn't it long enough for your White Tiger clan to occupy this treasured land?

Wasn't it about time to change the name of the Lord of the Desert? Hurry up and call the Tiger Emperor out to fight us. Of course, that is if he has the guts. "

Pandora jumped out of the crowd and shouted, "You bunch of flying bugs? My royal father doesn't even care about fighting with you. If your two races team up, we aren't afraid either. "

The sand drake said to Pandora, "And you little girl, back then, I proposed marriage to your White Tiger clan for my son. It's fine if you look down on us, but you even insulted us, saying that we are only servants of the Dragon clan.

"Hmph, our Sha Wyrm Clan has endured for so many years. Finally, today is the day to exact our vengeance. I, Sha Wuji, swear to the heavens that one day, my Sand Wyrm will never let your White Tiger Clan act so arrogantly again."

One of the flood dragon behind Sha Wuji flew out and shouted at Pandora: "Pandora, that year, you insulted me. Now, hehe, I will kill you first to wash away my shame."

Pandora shouted, "You will pay the price for your words. Cut the crap. If you have enough ability, come and test who's real and who's fake. Royal Guards, form a formation for me."

He saw 20 beastmen holding windguns with their wings spread wide, protecting Pandora's surroundings.

The third one shouted, "Black Falcons, form a formation and attack!"

The large amount of black falcons in the sky quickly formed a cone shaped formation and charged towards the white tiger herd.

The momentum brought about an incomparably violent wind. Although Ling Feng was quite far away from the battle, he still felt strongly that he was being suppressed. His originally low body became even deeper.

Baroque: "White Tiger tribe, cast ranged magic."

Under the city, hundreds of white, white-haired tigers roared in unison as they stood up. Their front claws swatted out gusts of wind, and the gusts of wind finally converged to form a huge, white-gold pillar that flew towards the black falcons.

In mid-air, the two strong gales collided, forming a huge cyclone.

Finally, the cyclone turned into a violent tornado. The tornado was several hundred meters wide, and under the pressure of the two auras, it swept far away, bringing away countless grains of sand.

What followed was a wave of attacks from the Sha Wyrm Tribe. With a wave of Sha Wuji's hand, more than a hundred Sand Wyrms charged towards Pandora and Baroque.

While flying in the air, Pandora calmly shouted, "Royal Guards, first round shoot, shoot!"

He only saw that the twenty or so beastmen experts, holding windguns, made a "bang" sound. That's right, the twenty or so guns only made one sound. It was clear that they were well-organized and had great training speed.

After one round of shooting, the group of Sand Dragons that were charging over suddenly slowed down. Immediately, twenty-two Sand Dragons were hit by the specially processed metal type Magic Cores. Ten of them were seriously injured, and ten of them directly perished.

The White Tiger clan had fired twenty bullets, but twenty-two of their clansmen had been hit. This was because the mysterious wind rifle had an incomparable piercing power that could penetrate the body of the first sand dragon and then continue its attack.