"What did you say, Lin Feng?" Third Elder was stunned.
"Are you serious?" Ji Rushan's expression was solemn.
Wan Mochou stared fixedly at Lin Feng, his body trembling slightly.
Others might not know, but he was the clan leader of the Thousand Wild Goose Tribe!
In the ancestral records, it was clearly recorded how terrifying the Witch Tribe army was! Back then, the prosperous Wild Goose Tribe was brutally massacred by the Witch Tribe! It swept through the entire Wild Goose Tribe and left no survivors. More than 99% of the humans were killed.
Less than one in ten thousand survived.
"Of course, I wouldn't joke about such things," Lin Feng looked at Wan Mochou with a burning gaze.
"The Witch Tribe army will arrive in about 15 minutes."
With a solemn expression, Lin Feng's voice was firm.
Ji Rushan, Zhu Ling, Ji Xiu and Third Elder's hearts raced.
"You saw it with your own eyes?" Wan Mochou's voice was hoarse.
"Yes." Lin Feng nodded and looked at everyone. He said seriously, "It's like this. After I came out of seclusion and returned to Wild Goose City, I rushed over immediately when I heard that a war broke out in Fierce Goose Sect. Little did I know that at that moment, all of a sudden … "
Lin Feng's eyes burned as he described vividly.
The scenes from earlier appeared in his mind.
While he was on his way to Fierce Goose Sect, his chest suddenly pounded violently!
It was a warning from the Witch Tribe's heart!
…
"After that, I rushed over at full speed."
"Fortunately, the strength of the Witch Tribe army is different and their speed is not too fast."
"Even so, in about 15 minutes …"
"They will arrive as well."
Lin Feng's expression was grave as he looked at the crowd with bright eyes.
This matter concerned the survival of Wild Goose Tribe. Otherwise, why would he let Wan Mochou go?
Right now, he could not kill him.
…
Before the first wave was over, another wave came!
Ji Rushan, Zhu Ling, Ji Xiu, and the Third Elder looked at each other. Meanwhile, Wan Mochou's expression kept changing as she stared at Lin Feng. Her eyes flickered as she said, "So, your condition is that you want our tribe to help you?"
"You're not helping me." Lin Feng shook his head and looked straight at Wan Mochou. "You're helping Yanling Mansion and yourselves."
With a righteous voice, Lin Feng's eyes shone brightly. "Patriarch Wan, you don't think that the Ten Thousand Goose Feather Tribe can stay out of this, do you?"
Wan Mochou gritted her teeth, but she understood that Lin Feng was telling the truth.
Once the army of the Shamans appeared, they would not stop the massacre. They would only intensify the massacre!
Even if the Wild Feather Tribe could escape at this moment, they would have to face it sooner or later!
"Damn it!" Wan Mochou clenched his fists, his face extremely pale.
It was not easy for the Wild Goose Feather Clan to recuperate and develop bit by bit to their current state.
Who would have thought that he would encounter such a calamity!
"I cannot agree to this condition of yours." Wan Mochou looked at Lin Feng with a deep gaze. "But I will stay to help Fierce Yan Sect and help you resist the army of the Shamans. I will die with no regrets. But I can't implicate the entire Wild Goose Feather Tribe and die with Fierce Yan Sect. "
"Wan Mochou, at this time, you still …" The Third Elder said angrily, but he was interrupted by Lin Feng. "Patriarch Wan, running away is not the way to solve the problem."
Wan Mochou smiled. "Don't tell me you still want to defeat the army of the Shamans?"
"Yes." Lin Feng did not hesitate at all.
His sonorous voice not only stunned Wan Mochou, but also Ji Rushan, Zhu Ling, and the others.
For a long time, the Shamans were an invincible existence in everyone's heart.
But Lin Feng was different.
Since he entered the Dou Ling World, he had been fighting with the Shamans. In the Purple Star Realm, he had even invaded the tribe of the warlocks and slaughtered the Shamans. Even if the Shamans were stronger than humans at the same level, so what? The Shamans were not gods. They were also made of flesh and blood!
Why couldn't they defeat them?
"Haha, hahahaha!" Wan Mochou suddenly laughed. "What a funny joke."
However, Lin Feng's expression did not change. He just looked at Wan Mochou indifferently.
Wan Mochou stopped laughing and looked at Lin Feng. After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "How confident are you?"
Lin Feng stretched out a finger.
"10%?" Wan Mochou frowned.
"Yes." Lin Feng nodded. "If Fierce Yan Sect fights against the army of the Shamans alone, I only have 10% confidence." Lin Feng looked at Wan Mochou with a deep gaze and said seriously, "But if Patriarch Wan can help and gather the forces of the Wild Goose Feather Tribe and Fierce Yan Sect …"
Lin Feng smiled and stretched out his other hand. He placed his finger in the middle of his right index finger.
"100%!" Lin Feng's eyes lit up. "I have 100% confidence that I can defeat this army of the Shamans!"
Pang Ran's aura suddenly exploded.
Lin Feng's eyes shone brightly and he was full of confidence.
This confidence caused the hearts of Ji Rushan, Zhu Ling and the rest to ripple, and they felt an indescribable sense of security.
Wan Mochou's expression kept changing. He looked at Lin Feng as if he wanted to know where his confidence came from. There were only two paths in front of him. The other was to retreat with the martial artists of the Wild Goose Feather Tribe and let Fierce Yan Sect face the army of the Shamans alone.
However, as Lin Feng said, he could escape for a while, but he could not escape forever.
In the end, the Wild Goose Feather Tribe still had to face the Shamans!
As for the other path …
Wan Mochou gritted his teeth and looked very serious.
He knew that Lin Feng's 100% confidence was just a metaphor. He was talking about fighting spirit and morale.
Even if the experts of the Wild Goose Feather Tribe joined forces, the probability of defeating the army of the Shamans was less than 10%. However …
At least there was a chance!
"Okay, I believe you." Wan Mochou looked at Lin Feng and nodded.
After thinking about it, he finally made up his mind. Instead of being chased by the army of the Shamans, he would rather fight to the death.
Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he would not admit defeat!
How could a martial artist lose before the battle!
"Thank you, Clan Leader Wan." Lin Feng smiled and extended his right hand.
Smack! When the two hands touched, it meant that both sides had turned hostility into friendship.
This was because they had a common enemy!
…
…
The war stopped.
With Wan Mochou and Ji Rushan leading the way, both sides temporarily stopped the war.
Although they were full of anger and had a deep grudge against each other, all the martial artists were shocked when the shocking news was announced.
After tens of thousands of years, the army of the Shamans was seen again!
"No, no way?"
"Is this real? What a joke!"
"The Shamans, hundreds of thousands of Shamans …"
All the martial artists were dumbfounded and shocked.
Humans had been afraid of the Shamans for a long time, and it could not be "cured" in a short time.
Almost every mansion was extremely afraid of the Shamans because they did not know when the Shamans would come and when the massacre would begin.
Ji Rushan and Wan Mochou kept mobilizing and boosting the morale.
This was what a Sect Leader and a Clan Leader should do.
…
Lin Feng closed his eyes and calmed down.
The battle with Wan Mochou was just a warm-up.
For him, the real battle had not yet begun.
In the army of the Shamans, he vaguely sensed many auras that were far stronger than Wan Mochou and himself.
They were the real powerful beings!
"I'm afraid they are Star Lord level Shamans."
"Master once said that the terrifying part of the Shamans is that they can condense Profound Qi. That is when their real power can be exerted."
"They have physical bodies that are much stronger than humans, and they can control the origin energy much easier than humans. Every single Shaman has their own innate abilities that can be displayed. The strength of the Shamans will be greatly improved after they condense Profound Qi, and after they reach the Star Lord level — "
"Their strength will be greatly enhanced!"
Lin Feng thought to himself, but he was not afraid.
Maybe he wasn't a Star Lord yet, but …
He was not inferior at all!
He was already half a step into the Star Lord level. Compared to the real Star Lord level, he only needed the baptism of his body and the cultivation of the constellation energy. However, because of the dual cultivation, his body was far beyond the peak of the Star Sea level. Although he had not been baptized, he was even stronger than the newly promoted Star Lord level warriors.
As for the cultivation of the constellation energy …
Maybe it was still lacking. But he also had a trump card that he had not revealed.
In the battle with Wan Mochou, he did not even use 10% of his strength!
He had been waiting for this battle!
He would go all out!
…
…
The wait was very long.
Especially when they were waiting for this horrifying battle.
Every martial artist was uneasy, including Ji Rushan and Wan Mochou.
Uneasy, very uneasy!
An unprecedented enemy, the "murderer" who had destroyed the entire Yanling Prefecture, the "ruler" of the human race. The power of the Shamans was deeply rooted in people's hearts. Who dared to go against them? But now, the two forces were like moths darting into a flame. They had to do everything they could to survive and to protect the Yanling Prefecture.
They had no way out.
Wan Mochou kept looking at Lin Feng, whose eyes were tightly closed, and his expression kept changing.
He did not know whether his decision was right or wrong. He had weighed the pros and cons, but more than that, he was influenced by Lin Feng, who had aroused the unwillingness and hatred in his heart.
The hatred for the Shamans!
He was gambling.
Although he knew what the result would be if he lost the bet, Wan Mochou still had the courage and courage to do so!
Maybe because of this decision, he would become a sinner of the Yanling Prefecture.
But Wan Mochou did not regret it!
Because he was a man, a real martial artist.
He would never back down!
"Thank you, Leader Wan," Lin Feng's voice sounded. Wan Mochou was stunned.
Lin Feng looked at his former opponent, who was now his "comrade", and nodded gently. Although it was difficult to settle the grudges between them, it was rare for Wan Mochou to step forward at this critical moment.
If it was someone else, they might not be willing to take such a big risk.
"Don't misunderstand. I'm just willing to accept my loss," Wan Mochou said coldly.
Lin Feng smiled faintly and was about to speak.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He floated in the air and looked into the distance.
At this moment, Wan Mochou's expression became extremely ugly. He also floated in the air and looked into the distance.
A terrifying aura that could suppress the entire Yanling Prefecture —
It was about to descend!
…
(Second Update ~ Third Update 21: 30)
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