As the soldiers of the Feixiong Tribe who were guarding the valley quickly retreated, Xiong Qi also saw the situation there.

It was a group of people who were so beautiful that they called him.

At the front were dozens of full-body armor, like warriors like canned men, holding big axes, holding cone hammers, or carrying several short spears of fine iron.

What surprised Xiong Qi was that there were dozens of warriors wearing cloth clothes but holding tubular weapons on both sides and behind these group of serpent soldiers.

At first, Xiong Qi thought it was overthinking.

But as one of the men's tubular weapons spewed out flames and knocked down a Flying Bear Tribe warrior, it knew that it was right.

That tubular instrument is a musket!

Even after only one shot, Xiong Qi could see that the musket was quite powerful and could be said to be a small hand cannon!

Then, another "army" that Xiong Qi unexpectedly appeared.

A middle-aged man with long curly hair flew from outside, wearing a gorgeously patterned robe, holding a cane with "gems" inlaid, looked down at the natives of the flying bear tribe in the valley, and soon set his sight on the bear.

‘This is a wizard?’

Xiong Qi couldn't help but give the other party a professional title in his heart.

It's really the other party dressed up and looked too much like a Western magician.

But it quickly realized that this person should be a wind-type practitioner.

Huh!

The gray-curled hair suddenly turned into a afterimage, floating to more than ten feet above the Feixie tribe of the elderly, weak women and children, and looked down at the bear on the altar with a arrogant look with excitement and said something.

It's not English, Xiong Qi means listening completely differently.

Judging from the appearance of the old witch and the warriors of the Feixiong Tribe, they obviously couldn't understand it.

Gray Curly Hair probably realized this and simply started to do it.

I saw him wave his cane in the air, and a wind blade about a foot long appeared in the air.

It was probably intentional to intimidate him. His wind blade did not go straight, but passed by the heads of the women and children, causing exclamation and crying, and then he slashed towards the altar.

The bear smiled.

When a spiritual realm makes a look arrogant, do you think it is before the great spiritual tide rises?

The wind blade that is ten feet long is still loose, is it specialized in scaring the elderly and children?

Xiong Qi curled his lips, too lazy to move.

Ed's wind blade did not use all his strength. He wanted to test it first, or scare the bear on the altar.

First, look at how powerful this bear has and whether it is worthy of his capture.

The second is to let the bear know how powerful he is.

As for the bear who is stronger than him?

How is that possible?

He knew the silver-leaved brown bear. He only had the strength of the Body Temperature Stage before the Great Spirit Tide, and probably only had the strength of the Spirit Tide after the Great Spirit Tide arrived.

If it were other places, he wouldn't have looked at such a low-level beast more.

It was only because this was the altar of the Feixiong Tribe that this bear seemed to be the primitive worship of the Feixiong Tribe that he became interested in seeing if it was different from the ordinary silver-collared brown bear.

But the next scene was a bit beyond Ed's expectations.

Seeing Feng Ren, it seemed that the bear couldn't hide.

‘Scareless?’

Ed couldn't help but feel disappointed by this speculation.

However, when the wind blade fell on the bear, Ed's eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.

What did he see?

His wind blade scattered on the bear, and even a single bear hair was cut off!

After coming back to his senses, Ed had only one thought in his mind: run!

His body moved at the first time, and he didn't say anything to the erotic warriors below, and turned into a shadow and floated out of the valley!

However, as soon as he moved, the surrounding wind spiritual power was instantly drained.

At the same time, a light blue hand emerged out of thin air and grabbed it!

The wind power of Ed's four spiritual orifices surged out like money, and its speed instantly surged to the fastest, but it still couldn't escape the capture of the light green big hand, and was instantly caught like a little sparrow.

Bang!

Ed was ruthlessly thrown to the altar, and his bones seemed to be thrown away, making it difficult for a moment to get up.

Only then did the Feixiong tribe react.

The first old Wu cheered with excitement: "The Great Sage Feixiong is mighty!"

After saying that, he bowed to the ground and kowtowed again.

The others followed and shouted: "The Great Sage of Feixiong is mighty!"

Hundreds of people bowed and bowed down together.

Only Chi Yan, who did not believe that Xiong Qi was a flying bear at first, was still standing with an incredible look on his face.

However, when he was secretly pulled down by a kneeling warrior next to him, he also thrust his knees down, and the last one shouted: "The Great Sage of Feixiong is mighty!"

He was convinced.

Really convinced!

If the bear that can control the wind and easily catch the ghost method master from the air is not a flying bear, what else can it be?

As for wings.

Maybe that's just the ancestors who mean that flying bears can control the wind and can fly?

After all, no one who has ever seen Feixiong before has he seen him?

The semen warriors finally reacted, and even ignored Ed's life and death, screamed in horror, and retreated in a hurry, running faster than the rabbit.

The soldiers of the Feixiong Tribe were kneeling for the bear, but they didn't chase him.

They know what they know.

The Guifang people were scared away by the Great Sage of Feixiong, not by them. If they really chased them, they would probably be killed.

On the other side, Xiong Qi looked inside the Bing Mansion and said to Ed: "Can you understand what I said?"

"Jirigulu?"

Obviously I don't understand.

Xiong Qi was not very disappointed and asked Xuan Qing in his heart: "Can you understand his words for senior?"

Xuan Qing said: "It seems to be a bit different to the lost demon language, and I can't understand it either."

Xiong Qi is still not disappointed.

It never thought that Xuan Qing was omniscient.

Xiong Qi suddenly remembered the world's great clouds. The culture inherited from the Dayu lineage seemed to have a great influence as the Han culture in its previous life. It also used the power of wind to write in front of Ed.

"What's your name? Where did you come from?"

Before Xiong Qi finished writing the line, Ed was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall off and his body shook.

As a wind practitioner, he knew very well the meaning of the scene in front of him using wind to represent the scene.

It means that Xiong Qifeng's spiritual power has been cultivated to at least the second level of the Divine Mansion, and the yin and yang are changing well!

He was even more shocked when he saw the words written by Xiong Qi.

Thinking of several ancient documents I had read, he shouted: "Wu! Wu!"

Xiong Qi didn't understand what it meant at first, and after thinking about it, he realized that what he was inscribed was a dynasty before Dayu.

But looking at Ed's appearance, he seemed to know that it was an oriental text, but he didn't know it.

So it directly shook Ed.

Poor Ed, before he was unconscious, his head was confused: This bear comes from the mysterious East? Is it a wind-type beast? How can it control lightning?!

Xiong Qi called Mr. Wu to come and talk to him again.

"How long has your Feixiong Tribe been here?"

Mr. Wu was a little surprised by Xiong Qi's question, but he still answered honestly: "Your Majesty, our tribe is said to have migrated from the central part and has lived here for thousands of years."
Chapter completed!