Chapter 3998

"Brother Feng!"

"Young Palace Master!"

Hearing Feng Wuchen's voice, Yan Wushuang and Tianjianzong were pleasantly surprised.

"Master of the Young Palace?" The two Yan clan experts frowned deeply and looked at the source of the sound.

What kind of power is the Young Palace Master?

Why can't I sense the breath of the speaker?

"call out!"

A golden lightning burst from a distance and appeared in the sky above Tianjianzong in the blink of an eye. It was Feng Wuchen.

The Mad Emperor God of War also cast a respectful look.

"Brother, the Young Palace Master is here, and we must be saved." Yan Yanshui cried with joy. He didn't know why, but as long as he saw Feng Wuchen, Yan Yanshui felt that no matter what the predicament was, it would be solved.

That kind of strong sense of security had only been felt by Yan Shishui in Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen descended to the square, and in the blink of an eye came to Yan Wushuang.

"Brother Yan, Yu Shui, are you all right?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile, and the divine power of the eternal life was activated, instantly recovering their injuries.

Just as Yan Wushuang was about to say something, he found that his injuries had already healed.

"The injury is healed!" Tianjian Sect Master and others were shocked.

"What did this kid do? He made their injuries heal in an instant!" A Yan strong man said in shock, not knowing what was going on.

"Who the hell is he? How did he do it? I can't even tell the depth of his cultivation." Another strong Yan clan was also extremely shocked.

They can't understand the horror of the immortal body.

"Brother Feng, we just met by chance and didn't have any friendship, but you help my brother and sister again and again, I am Wushuang Yan" Yan Wushuang choked, his eyes were wet.

Feng Wuchen had helped him too much, and Yan Wushuang had nothing in return.

Feng Wuchen interrupted quickly and said with a light smile: "Brother Yan doesn't need to say more, we are friends now. Since we are friends, why would I stand by and watch?"

"Thank you, Brother Feng." Yan Yanshui was moved to tears, and the tears fell.

"No thanks, don't worry, everything will be fine." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.

"Yeah." Yan Yanshui nodded heavily and squeezed out a sweet smile.

"Master, the cultivation base of Yan Wushuang and Yan Yushui has dropped, which should be caused by forcibly expelling the divine power of Yan Huo." Divine Eye said.

"I know." Feng Wuchen said through voice transmission, Feng Wuchen had already noticed it before he arrived at the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Yan Wushuang said solemnly, "Brother Feng, they are from the Yan clan."

Feng Wuchen nodded and said with a light smile: "Brother Yan, I already know. When I came, the Mad Emperor God of War already told me."

"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 said quickly, this is what he is most worried about.

Feng Wuchen smiled lightly: "Brother Yan, don't worry, this matter will not cause the two major forces to go to war. No matter how strong the Yan clan is, they will not easily take action."

The Chaos Temple is also the strongest force in the Chaos world. No matter how strong the Yan people are, can they be stronger than the Chaos Temple?

"Who are you?" a Yan strong man stared at Feng Wuchen and asked.

Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled: "It doesn't matter who I am."

"Boy, you said just now that you can revive their bloodline? You also said that the divine power and bloodline of the Yan people are not good?" Above the void, an arrogant and cold voice sounded.

Feng Wuchen looked up at the void, and said with a light smile: "Yes, I can revive their bloodline, and the divine power and bloodline of the Yan family are indeed not very good."

"Stinky boy! You dare to insult the Yan clan, are you tired of living?" a Yan clan strongman scolded, his eyes narrowed, his fierce eyes staring at Feng Wuchen as if staring at a dead man.

Feng Wuchen ignored the threat of the strong Yan clan, 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 be compared to the divine power of chaos?"

"You!" The two Yan clan experts suddenly exploded with anger.

But what Feng Wuchen said was indeed right. Although the divine power of the Yan people was powerful, it was still a grade lower than the divine power of Chaos.

At most, the divine power of Yanhuo is comparable to that of Emperor Lingyun.

"So you have the power of chaos?" Above the void, Sen Leng's voice came.

"Chaos divine power?" The expressions of the two Yan clan experts suddenly changed.

Recalling that Feng Wuchen instantly helped Yan Wushuang and Yan Shishui to recover from their injuries, perhaps Feng Wuchen really has the power of chaos.

Feng Wuchen spread his hands and said with a smile, "I don't have the power of chaos, but I have the power of blood to resurrect Big Brother Yan and the others. Of course, it's not as good as your flame power."

"Since you don't have the power of chaos, and the power of blood is not as good as the power of Yanhuo, you are insulting the Yan family, and you are not qualified to say this." There were cold and murderous words from the void.

"I'm just telling the truth, it has nothing to do with qualifications." Feng Wuchen said with a light smile.

"Kill him!" A cold and bone-piercing voice came from the void.

"Follow your orders!" The two Yan clan experts respectfully said, immediately bursting out with terrifying divine power, they wanted to kill Feng Wuchen.

"Humph!" The Mad Emperor War God snorted fiercely.

"Pfft!"

The two Yan clan powerhouses, before they could make a move, were shocked on the spot by the terrifying aura of the Mad Emperor God of War, and they vomited blood, which made them tremble with fear.

They couldn't believe that the Mad Emperor God of War dared to attack them.

"Crazy Emperor God of War! What do you mean?" Above the void, the nine-layer Chaos Heavenly Venerate powerhouse asked angrily, immediately bursting out with terrifying divine power.

Mad Emperor War God Sen said coldly: "Whoever shoots will die!"

"Crazy Emperor God of War! Don't be arrogant in front of this protector! If you dare to stop me, this protector will kill you first!" Above the void, there was an angry roar, and a terrifying murderous aura descended from the sky.

"Who are you going to kill?" At this moment, another cold and murderous voice sounded.

"Tianyou God of War!" The three strong Yan people were shocked at the same time.

The figure of the God of War, Tianyou, appeared silently in a hallucination, and the unparalleled monstrous weather swept wildly, mercilessly attacking the Yan clan guardians.

The moment they saw Tianyou War God, the two strong Yan people were completely shocked, their pale faces were full of fear, their bodies kept shaking, and their backs were wet with cold sweat.

The prestige of Tianyou War God is absolutely loud enough in the Chaos Realm, absolutely like thunder!

Tianyou War God's terrifying aura disappeared instantly, obviously not wanting to disturb Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen glanced at it, and immediately smiled lightly: "Brother Yan, Lu Shui, return the blood of the Yan clan to them."

"Okay!" Yan Wushuang and Yan Yanshui nodded without hesitation.

"Brother Yan, Zhushui, it may be very painful for a while, you have to endure it." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.

"As long as we can return our blood to them, we are no longer the Yan clan, and we can endure any kind of pain!" Yan Yanshui said firmly.

"Brother Feng, come on, I don't care about anything from the Yan clan!" Yan Wushuang gritted his teeth angrily.