"The power of the Yanfeng clan is indeed strange."

A faint tone was mixed with surprise. As soon as Han Chen said this, the village chief Fengshan's body couldn't help but shake violently, his wrinkled old face trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"You, what did you say?"

"Hmm?" Han Chen was stunned at first, turned around and found that the surrounding area was full of. He looked at him one by one, as if he was looking at a monster.

Han Chen touched his nose a little embarrassedly, but he didn't expect that he would sit here for a whole night.

"Han, Hanchen, what have you realized?" The village chief's turbid eyes were full of expectation.

Han Chen smiled, then spread his right hand and his palm facing upwards. A dark red Wuyuan power flowed in his hand, and his wrist moved. Wow! A half-meter-long crescent moon broke out and attacked a huge rock more than twenty meters away.

Boom! Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the huge rock was directly split into two halves, and the cut was very smooth.

In an instant, everyone present was stunned. Whether it was the villagers of Feng Village, or Shenyu, Li Yun and his group were all stunned in surprise.

Especially Hua Yuncheng, his brows were furious, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were filled with coldness. Even himself could not have such an effect so easily.

"This?" Fengshan's shriveled lips slid slightly, murmuring silently.

"Haha, village chief, this is what I realized the power in your faith sculpture." Han Chen smiled politely.

Thump! Fengshan's legs suddenly fell to the ground, and his old eyes actually shed two lines of old tears. He kowtowed and bowed to Yan Feng's sculpture, and muttered to him.

"The ancestors appeared, the ancestors did not abandon us, and the ancestors did not abandon us."

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yong, Feng San Uncle and other villagers in Feng Village all knelt down. Everyone was very excited.

Han Chen was a little confused. Shenyu and the disciples of Xuanyuan Peak in Huayun City were all looking at each other. Did the villagers of Feng Village know that there was some unknown power in this sculpture?

A hundred meters away, Feng Ying covered her little mouth lightly, shook her head in a daze and lost state, and murmured softly, "Is this true? We are really descendants of the Yanfeng clan? How is it possible?"

After a while, the village chief Fengshan's mood was slightly stabilized. He slowly stood up from the ground, trembling his hands, clasped his fists at Hanchen, and bowed deeply.

"Village Chief, you will lose my life like this." Han Chen held the other party and said with a slight gaze. He is still confused now.

"Little brother." Fengshan held Han Chen's wrist tightly, and his body trembled a little due to excitement. He looked up at the Yanfeng sculpture beside him. "I originally thought it was just a sculpture, and its function was just to remind us and protect this mountain. We are a group of abandoned people."

"Abandoned?"

"Yes, the person abandoned by the Yanfeng clan. But now I don't think so." Old Fengshan's eyes flashed with tears, and his expression was extremely excited. "It turns out that the ancestors left us such powerful power, but we have not discovered it."

When I heard Fengshan’s story, almost all the villagers’ emotions changed. It seemed as if I saw the dawn in the dark, my eyes shining.

"The village chief, it's not good, and the big thing is not good."

Before Hanchen could continue to learn about the past of Feng Village, a villager rushed towards this side in panic. Everyone made way and looked at each other in surprise.

Fengshan frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What happened? So panicked?"

"Wolf, Wolf Village, Wolf Village people are here again. This time, nearly a hundred people crossed our border and slaughtered the monsters here. They also hurt several of our brothers."

It’s the wolf village again! Everyone here showed anger.

"They are becoming more and more presumptuous. It seems that they want to attack our village." Fengshan looked up at the Yanfeng sculpture behind him, and his eyes flashed. "Wolf Village is really too bullying. It's time for us to fight back. Feng Yong, take the good players in the village and fight."

"Yes, village chief." Feng Yong shouted loudly with passion.

All the good players in the village were summoned together and quickly organized a strong team to march into the mountains and forests.

"Hanchen, what should we do now?" Shenyu came over and asked, and Li Yun and other disciples from Xuanyuan Peak were surrounded. Only Huayun City was still standing still.

Han Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly let out a sigh of relief, and immediately made a decision, "Let's take a look with you."

At this time, the mountains and forests were already tense and the atmosphere was particularly cold. The team of more than a hundred people led by Feng Yong was full of murderous intent and high fighting spirit.

Another group of tall and mighty men were chasing a giant elephant seven or eight meters tall and red-haired elephant, a level 5 monster. On the surface, it is equivalent to the strength of a martial artist about the sixth level of Qi refining. However, because it is huge and has a thick defense, even a person at the seventh level of Qi refining needs to avoid his sharp edge.

Ao! Although the red hair elephant is large, its speed is not slow. When it runs, the ground is vibrating.

The people behind him chased each other reluctantly, and the whizzing arrow spear broke through the wind and stabbed the red elephant, just piercing its skin.

At this moment, a figure in the forest was as quick as a monkey. He jumped up and down, his movements were coordinated without losing elegance. He accelerated several times in a row, first jumping to a tree. He jumped down and took advantage of the descent to meet the red hair elephant head-on.

"drink!"

The young figure shouted, and raised a heavy sword in his hand. The sword light flashed, and he slashed hard on the head of the Red Hair Elephant with force.

The thick flesh suddenly collapsed, and the bright red blood splattered everywhere. The red hair elephant let out a tragic whine, and then with a "bang", the limbs became soft, and they fell to the ground and stopped moving.

"Haha, Langqiu, you are getting more and more powerful." The crowd chasing behind him followed. A two-meter-high man gave a thumbs up at the young man in admiration.

The man called Langqiu had no change in his expression. His eyes were cold like wild wolf in the dark, flashing with a cold meaning.

"Take it back!"

Whoosh! As soon as the words fell, an arrow broke through the wind and hit the red hairy elephant's head.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they looked up one after another. A hundred meters ahead were seen by the experts from Feng Yong, headed by Feng Yong, looking at each other coldly.

"Bastard from Wolf Village, should you be more restrained? Do you really think that everyone in Feng Village is the best?"

"Hmph." Lang Qiubi snorted, his expression did not change at all, and his eyes were still cold. "Don't mess with us."

"Haha, Langqiu, you are too arrogant. I, Feng Yong, are you afraid that you will not succeed?" Feng Yong narrowed his eyes, threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, and raised two giant axes. "Go up, drive these puppies back to their doghouse."

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lang Qiu's mouth and made a gesture. The man from the Lang Village behind him also raised his weapon without being outdone and launched a frontal impact.

The people on both sides fought together without saying a few words, with swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and the cold light flashed. The men living in the psychedelic forest did not pay so much attention to it. Whoever had a big fist would have the qualification to speak.

Various weapons converge and sparks flew everywhere. If you usually have too many interactions with monsters, the battle scenes are particularly intense.

Chi! A man from Feng Village was pierced by the enemy's lower abdomen. He endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth, and the long knife in his hand slashed through the other party's belly.

Lang Qiu and Feng Yong confronted each other, and the latter's eyes were almost spitting out of fire. "Duck, today you either die, or I die."

"You must be the one who dies." Lang Qiu Bingbing replied coldly.

"Haha, is that?" Feng Yong laughed furiously, waved the giant axe, and then slashed at the other party.

Bang! The swords and axes intersected, and a wave of sparks rubbed.

Feng Yong's strength is at the peak of the sixth level of Qi refining, and it can be said that he has already entered the seventh level of Qi refining with half his foot. In addition, his extremely strong body is enough to compare with the ordinary seventh level of Qi refining outside.

However, after this collision, Feng Yong was hit and retreated repeatedly, his arms were a little numb.

"you?"

"You must be the one who said it was you." A ruthlessness flashed in Lang Qiu's eyes, and a strong light burst out from the heavy sword in his hand. A sword light that was close to the essence slashed hard on the opponent's two axes.

Bang! Feng Yong's mouth broke and blood burst out. His body lost its center of gravity and fell directly to the ground.

After just one meeting, the strongest man in Feng Village was knocked down. Feng Yong said he could not accept anything, and his eyes were full of shock.

"You, you have broken through the seventh level of Qi Refining? How could it be?"

Lang Qiu did not answer, and stepped in front of the other party in one step, and took Feng Yong's heart with a long sword in his hand. The latter's face changed and he was obviously panicked.

At this moment, a black sword energy attacked, and a crisp sound of ding! hit Lang Qiu's sword.

"Who?" Lang Qiu raised his head and saw a handsome man with a slightly thin figure looking at this side with a smile. "Are you not from Feng Village?"

"Are you interested in fighting me?"

"Hmph, the fifth level of Qi Refining? Are you qualified to challenge me?"

"Haha, if you are afraid, then take your wolf cubs and leave quickly!"

Lang Qiu's eyes condensed, he glanced at Feng Yong coldly, then stepped in front of Han Chen several steps, swung the heavy sword and slashed at the other party's head.

While Han Chen was dodging sideways, he secretly exclaimed in his heart that Lang Qiu's strength is indeed not weak. I'm afraid he is stronger than Wan Xiao, whose arm was cut off by himself, was cut off by Wan Xiao.
Chapter completed!