Chapter 3998: Whoever takes the shot will have to die
"Brother Wind!"
"Young Hallmaster!"
Hearing Feng Wuchen's voice, Yan Wushuang and Tian Jianzong were pleasantly surprised.
"Young Hallmaster?" The two Yan Clan experts frowned deeply, looking at the source of the sound.
The young palace master of what power?
Why can't I feel the breath of the speaker?
"call out!"
A golden lightning burst from a distance and appeared in the sky above the Heavenly Sword Sect in the blink of an eye. It was Feng Wuchen.
The mad emperor war **** also cast a respectful look.
"Brother, the Young Master is here, we must be saved." Yan Lushui cried with joy, I don't know why, as long as he sees Feng Wuchen, Yan Lushui feels that no matter what the predicament is, it will be solved.
That kind of strong sense of security has only been felt in Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen descended to the square and blinked before Yan Wushuang.
"Big Brother Yan, Jianshui, are you all right?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile, and the immortal realm divine power was urged to instantly recover their injuries.
Yan Wushuang just wanted to say something when he realized that his injury had healed.
"The injury is healed!" Sect Master Tianjian and others were shocked.
"What did this kid do? He healed their injuries in an instant!" A strong Yan clan said in shock, without knowing what was going on.
"Who is he? How did he do it? I can't even see the depth of his cultivation." Another strong Yan clan was also extremely shocked.
They couldn't understand the horror of the immortal body.
"Brother Feng, we just met by the water and didn't have much friendship, but you helped me two brothers and sisters again and again, Yan Wushuang..." Yan Wushuang choked up, his eyes soft.
Feng Wuchen helped him too much, and Yan Wushuang couldn't repay him.
Feng Wuchen hurriedly interrupted, and said with a faint smile: "Big Brother Yan needn't say much, we are friends now, since we are friends, how can I stand by and watch?"
"Big Brother Feng...Thank you..." Yan Jianshui was so moved that he wept, tears falling.
"No thanks, rest assured, nothing will happen." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.
"Yeah." Yan Lushui nodded heavily, squeezing out a sweet smile.
"Master, Yan Wushuang and Yan Lushui's cultivation base has declined, it should be caused by forcibly expelling Yanhuo's divine power." Shenyan said.
"I know." Feng Wuchen said through a voice transmission. Before reaching the Heavenly Sword Sect, Feng Wuchen had already noticed it.
Yan Wushuang solemnly said, "Brother Feng, they are from the Yan clan."
Feng Wuchen nodded and smiled faintly: "Big Brother Yan, I know it. When I came, the God of War had already told me about it."
"Brother Feng, the strength of the Yan clan is very terrifying. I don't want to cause the Chaos Temple to go to war with the Yan clan because of my relationship." Yan Wushuang quickly said, this is what he is most worried about.
Feng Wuchen smiled lightly and said: "Brother Yan can rest assured that this matter will not cause the two major forces to go to war. No matter how powerful the Yan clan is, it will not be easy to take action."
How can the Chaos Temple be the strongest force in the Chaos Realm? No matter how strong the Yan Clan is, can it be stronger than the Chaos Temple?
"Who are you?" a Yan clan expert stared at Feng Wuchen and asked.
Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled: "It doesn't matter who I am."
"Boy, you just said that you can resurrect and rebirth their blood? You also said that the divine power and blood of the Yan clan are not good?" Above the void, an arrogant voice sounded.
Feng Wuchen raised his head to look at the void, and said with a faint smile: "Yes, I can resurrect and rebirth their bloodlines. The divine power and bloodlines of the Yan clan are indeed not very good."
"Smelly boy! Do you dare to insult the Yan clan, are you tired of your life?" a strong Yan clan scolded angrily, his eyes narrowed, his fierce eyes staring at Feng Wuchen like a dead person.
Feng Wuchen ignored the threat of the Yan clan powerhouse, and smiled slightly: "I didn't insult the Yan clan. I just told the truth. No matter how powerful the Yan clan's divine power is, can it compare to the chaotic divine power?"
"You!" The two Yan clan experts suddenly exploded in anger.
But Feng Wuchen was right. Although the Yan Clan's divine power was strong, it was still a notch worse than the chaotic divine power.
Yanhuo's divine power is at best comparable to Lingyun Emperor's prehistoric divine power.
"So you have Chaos power?" Sen Leng's voice came from above the void.
"Chaos supernatural power?" The expressions of the two Yan Clan experts suddenly changed.
Recalling that Feng Wuchen just helped Yan Wushuang and Yan Lushui recover from their injuries in an instant, perhaps Feng Wuchen really has the power of chaos.
Feng Wuchen spread his hands and smiled and said: "I don't have the power of Chaos, but I have the power of blood to resurrect Brother Yan and the others, and of course it is not as good as your fire power."
"Since you don't have Chaos power, bloodline power is not as good as Yanhuo power, you are insulting the Yan clan, and you are not qualified to say this." There was a cold and murderous word from the void.
"I'm just telling the truth, it has nothing to do with qualifications." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.
"Kill him!" An icy voice came from the void.
"Oh, yes!" the two Yan clan experts respectfully said, and immediately exploded with terrifying power, they wanted to kill Feng Wuchen.
"Hmph!" The Mad Emperor War God snorted fiercely.
"Puff!"
The two Yan clan powerhouses, before they even took action, were shocked by the horrible aura of the Crazy Emperor God of War and vomited blood, making the two of them frightened.
They couldn't believe that the mad emperor war **** dared to attack them.
"Crazy Emperor God of War! What do you mean?" Above the void, the Nine-Layered Chaos Heavenly Venerable expert shouted angrily, immediately bursting out terrifying power.
The mad emperor war **** Sen said coldly: "Whoever shoots will have to die!"
"Crazy Emperor God of War! Don't be arrogant in front of this protector! If you dare to stop, this protector will kill you first!" Above the void, there was a roar of anger, and a terrifying murderous aura fell from the sky.
"Who are you going to kill?" At this moment, another cold and murderous voice sounded.
"Tianyou God of War!" The three Yan clan experts were shocked at the same time.
The figure of Tianyou God of War appeared silently and without interest, and the unparalleled surging weather madly rolled away, ruthlessly impacting the Yan Clan guardian.
The moment they saw the God of Heaven, the two Yan clan powerhouses were completely shocked, their pale faces full of fear, their bodies trembling constantly, and their backs were already wet with cold sweat.
The prestige of Tianyou God of War is absolutely loud enough in the chaos world, absolutely thunderous!
The terrifying aura of Tianyou God of War disappeared instantly, obviously not wanting to disturb Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen glanced at it, and then smiled lightly: "Brother Yan, Lushui, return the blood of the Yan clan to them."
"Good!" Yan Wushuang and Yan Lushui nodded without hesitation.
"Brother Yan, Minshui, it may be painful for a while, you have to bear it." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.
"As long as we can return the blood to them, we are no longer the Yan clan and can bear any pain!" Yan Lushui said firmly.
"Brother Feng, come on, I don't know anything about Yan Clan!" Yan Wushuang gritted his teeth and said angrily.
