At the same time, the scary wound on the side of the waist was also repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Chen Feng immediately started his cultivation base mental method, and did not waste this nine-turn healing pill.
"Changyang real person."
The surrounding human monks bowed their hands to the incoming people one after another.
From far to near, the person came to the cold wind.
The real Changyang looks like he is in his early thirties.
His sword eyebrows and star eyes looked gentle, but inexplicably awe-inspiring.
People want to surrender to him unconsciously.
Worthy of being the coach of one party, this is the real general style!
Even Chen Feng, who was hurrying to heal his injuries, could feel it through his eyelids.
When Chang Yang's gaze swept past him, he could even feel goose bumps all over his body.
The real person of Chang Yang retracted his gaze, and finally fell on Han Yifeng.
"I will give you a chance to explain."
His voice is neither light nor heavy, nor is his tone harsh or gentle.
But by the way, those ten characters are like a hammer, hammering hard in Han Yifeng's heart!
He could not explain.
When thinking of Changyang as a real person, Hanyifeng lowered his head, and he didn't even dare to look at him.
It's like, once he meets that gaze, everything in his heart will be invisible!
Han Yifeng's face changed again and again.
Facing the eyes of the real Changyang Gu Jing Wubo, he couldn't think of any "explanation" that could justify himself.
"Since you don't say anything, then I assume that you are in the wrong. Do you refuse to accept it?"
The Changyang real person is always plain.
But what he said with his mouth was quite iron and blood.
Han Yifeng couldn't say anything.
Facing the vast expanse of ebony ordinary monks in the Human Race monk camp, he could only feel hot on his face.
Obviously it was just a question, but it seemed like a slap in his face.
Embarrassed, but dare not to be presumptuous.
Master Changyang looked at Han Yifeng's broken wrist and frowned.
"Since you have broken a hand, you can recover in the camp in the days to come."
Hearing this, the cold wind raised his head fiercely, in disbelief.
The words of the real Changyang clearly meant to revoke him!
As a general, what is the difference between dismissal and dismissal if he cannot lead his troops out?
But what's the point?
Han Yifeng couldn't understand how.
Is it because of a monster head and Chen Feng's four lives?
Just thinking about it, the voice of the real Changyang sounded again.
"Why, do you still have objections?"
His tone was still sparse and ordinary, like ordinary chatting.
But Han Yifeng was so frightened by these words!
He didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and quickly lowered his head to answer.
It's been quite a while to be in the same camp with the real Changyang.
No one in the room knows Changyang better than Hanyifeng.
Although this person always looks plain and casual, in fact, he has a very strong hand!
Once he makes a decision, no one can change it!
No matter how unwilling, the cold wind can only accept it helplessly.
He immediately clutched his severed hand, reluctantly said.
"Thank you, the coach, my subordinates... I will leave."
After speaking, he quickly left here.
Following him were Qu Lingya and other human monks.
They were furious, seeing the generals fleeing in embarrassment, wherever they dare to stay!
Soon, there were only a few people left in place, Chen Feng, and a real person from Changyang.
At this moment, Changyang's gaze swept across the faces of Chen Feng and others.
In the end, it also fell on the head of the Silver Star Demon Emperor.
"It really is the Silver Star Demon Emperor."
Seeing that head, Chang Yang's eyes showed surprise.
"You killed him?"
The real person in Changyang seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't feel the slightest oppression during the conversation.
Chen Feng was healing, and Fairy Yu Heng nodded.
"It's true."
"Good good!"
The real Changyang said three "good" words and laughed immediately.
"A while ago, this Silver Star Demon Emperor led thousands of demon tribes and attacked my camp in a big way."
"The soldiers of our camp suffered heavy casualties."
"You kill him, you are the distinguished guests of my camp."
Immediately, the real Changyang Xinshou waved in front of him.
In an instant, the aura between heaven and earth fluctuated suddenly.
I saw that in his palm, a group of pure heaven and earth aura was easily condensed.
With a palm out, the aura of heaven and earth directly penetrated into Chen Feng's wound.
That group of spiritual energy was like a warm current, extremely soft, quickly repairing the **** wound on his waist.
Chen Feng's tightened brows gradually unfolded.
After a cup of tea, every wound on his body has completely recovered as before!
The closed eyes opened abruptly, and Chen Feng let out a long suffocating breath.
He raised his eyes and looked at the real Chang Yang in front of him, finally putting on a smile on his face.
"Thank you."
The real Chang Yang shook his head and said it was OK, then turned sideways.
"You follow me."
Several people one after another, soon entered the rear of the human monk's camp.
Along the way, all the human monks in the camp.
When they saw the real Changyang, they all bent over and bowed.
It seems that this real Changyang person is here, and his prestige is not so high!
After passing through many plain-colored ordinary camps, the real Changyang came to a huge plain-colored camp.
This top camp is bigger than all the surrounding ones, and there are several elite monks guarding outside the camp.
It seems that this is the Chinese military camp.
This is where the real Changyang people settled.
Real Changyang walked in first.
However, just when Chen Feng was about to follow suit.
Suddenly, he was keenly aware of a very hidden breath.
Standing in the camp on his left, there seemed to be a peeping look.
Moreover, the master who peeped his eyes and breath seemed to come from the top of the sky!
It's just that that gaze is fleeting.
Chen Feng didn't think much about it for the time being, and strode into the Chinese army camp.
Inside the camp, the layout is quite simple.
The real person of Changyang sat in the position of the coach, and when he looked at Chen Feng and the others, his face was filled with joy and exploration.
As the head coach of the party, the general of the human monks.
He would never let people of unknown origin join the camp rashly.
Basic cross-examination is still necessary.
For these, Chen Feng and others have long been prepared.
On the way to the Terran camp, they had long thought they would be asked about this.
Chen Feng answered frankly.
"I am waiting for a casual repair."
"After the Fairy Demon War broke out, we knew that we were not the opponents of those strong monsters. At first, we only wanted to protect ourselves and did not want to participate in it.
"But soon, the Yaozu invaded in front of you."
"Watching relatives and friends being killed, we also escaped from death."
"Since then, we finally realized that when the Fairy Demon War broke out, no one could get out of it."
"Since you can't avoid it, then fight with all your strength!"
"So, here we are."
The real Changyang nodded, and looked at Chen Feng with more admiration.
"well said!"
"If you want to slaughter me, you must step on my corpse first!"
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