Chapter 393: The Home I Can't Return To

tent without ads for free.The person I was before, was a handsome young man in his twenties with an impressive bearing. He had been working for a while.And now, this appearance looks like just a high...Lin Feng looked at the person kneeling on the ground, his expression slightly moved.

This is an elderly man with gray hair and a stooped figure.

The old man's vital energy had been depleted, and a faint stench of decay emanated from his body. It was clear that he didn't have much time left.

What's most crucial is,

This elderly person is obviously a native of Dazhong.

"What does it mean to 'rule for the people of Daxia'"

Lin Feng asked.

"Low-level martial artists in this country are uncared for and their lives are as cheap as paper."

The old man first sighed with sorrow,

Then, he went on to describe the various aspects of Central Asia.

Countries in Central Asia stand side by side.

Almost every country has a base here.

Even the great Xia dynasty was not immune.

A powerful force called the Xia Gang was formed by a group of high-ranking martial artists from Daxia.

This was a good thing.

When one is out and about, people from the same country should stick together and support each other, so that they can avoid being bullied.

But,

However, not every person from Dashang can join the Xia Bang.

The primary requirement for joining the Xia Bang is to achieve a realm surpassing that of a Grandmaster.

And those martial artists who haven't reached the Grandmaster realm,

That can only end in self-destruction.

Even if the high-ranking members of the Xia Gang were wantonly slaughtered by powerful figures from other countries, they wouldn't even glance at it, let alone intervene.

"Frankly speaking, if you guys aren't capable enough, you should withdraw from Central Asia. It's meaningless to struggle here."

Lin Feng spoke directly.

"A person in the world of Jianghu (martial arts) is not their own master."

Most of our ancestors fought for their country and died here. We also grew up here. If we leave here, where else can we go

"We are people of the great Xia, yet we have no nationality of the great Xia."

"Home, we can never go back."

The old man said with tears streaming down his face.

Seeing this scene,

All the cultivators from other countries in the arena wore expressions of disdain.

And some who clearly had the features of Han people were silently weeping, wiping their tears with their hands but they just wouldn't stop flowing.

At this moment, Ye Tianxin stepped forward and said in a low voice:

"Boss, here's what happened."

"Back then, when the Xī Hǎi Secret Realm first opened, the state sent several batches of warriors to fight here, wanting to seize the treasures of the Xī Hǎi Secret Realm."

"As a result, most of those warriors died in Central Asia, and these people are the descendants of that group of warriors from back then."

After a moment's pause, Ye Tianxin sighed again:

They are a group of forgotten people. They lived in chaotic areas since childhood, lacking good resources and with average cultivation levels. They could only struggle for survival on the brink of death.

Hearing these words,

Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and his heart was truly unable to calm down.

The descendants of heroes shouldn't be so tragic.

He waved his hand, lifting the old man kneeling on the ground. Then he asked:

"Don't you have anyone from the government looking after you"

I heard that the high-level officials of Xia Bang were sent by the government to help us.

But they came here, completely looking down on us.

The old man said in a trembling voice.

"This summer camp is really impressive."

Lin Feng laughed angrily.

Although he was cold-blooded and ruthless, he still felt angry when faced with this kind of situation.

Or,

This is something that every big summer person can't stand.

“Okay, I understand. From today onwards, with me, Lam Fung here, Paul will be safe and sound.”

Lin Feng's voice was cold as he scanned the surroundings and asked,

"Has anyone here ever bullied you"

"This"

The old man didn't expect Lin Feng to be so decisive.

He glanced around, but remained silent, as if wary.

Don't be afraid, I'm here for you.

Lin Feng said.

Upon hearing this, the elder gritted his teeth and suddenly pointed at some people in the crowd, saying:

He, she, he and it

These people all regard us as ants, cutting our flesh and bullying our wives and daughters.

The group of people pointed out by the elder's expression changed drastically, and they immediately said in a cold voice:

"Old man, what are you talking about"

"You can eat food randomly, but you shouldn't speak recklessly. Do you know the consequences of this statement"

"What are the consequences Tell me what the consequences are."

Lin Feng's expression suddenly turned cold. With a wave of his hand, he grabbed several people who were speaking out of thin air.

"Lin Feng, I know you're strong but our Sheng Shui Kingdom isn't a pushover either. You've already offended so many people, do you still want to offend us"

"Lin Feng, you better let go of our Central Asian region. It's not your turn to run wild here alone."

"Our Earth is the number one planet in this universe, with countless masters. Are you sure you want to be our enemy"

Several overseas cultivators, caught in mid-air, roared in anger.

All bark and no bite.

Their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

I came to watch a play, but unexpectedly, I became part of the play itself.

"A bunch of ants dare to speak to me like that"

Lin Feng's voice was flat, his hand clenched tightly.

"Bang bang bang"

The few people speaking had no resistance at all and were all crushed into blood mist.

Afterwards,

"Boom"

Lin Feng's body suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura that shot straight into the sky.

This was also his first time fully unleashing the pressure within him.

This pressure is too terrifying.

The entire town of Popo was shaking, like an earthquake had struck.

The sky was densely overcast, like a heavenly tribulation descending.

The wind and clouds change color, the sun and moon lose their light.

In the blink of an eye,

All the powerful figures in Popo Town, from every corner, wore expressions of astonishment as they looked up towards the direction of the Mingjianmen branch.

"Who is it"

"Who could possibly release such a terrifying aura"

Could it be someone even stronger than the Martial God Why would a being of such power come here instead of to Adamantine City

And just then,

A cold voice echoed in the ears of countless people in town.

Wherever I, Lin Feng, stand, summer shall be revered. Those who disobey shall be cut down.

What happened in Bop Town,

Spreading throughout Central Asia in a short time

For a moment,

caused an uproar

How many years has it been

Since a century ago, after that superpowered being from the peninsula was skinned and disemboweled, hanged under the old locust tree,

How many years has it been,

Nobody in Central Asia has dared to speak so boldly.

This is simply a provocation, courting death.

And at this very moment,

Aden,

Inside a magnificent mansion.

Dr. Anne was lying in a large bathtub, one hand kneading her body and the other holding her phone to read the messages above, a smirk playing on her lips.

As expected of Lam Fung.

Too arrogant.

Even if it's a big deal in Daxia,

In this treacherous land of Central Asia, he dares to be so brazen and arrogant.

It's utter nonsense.

"Lin Feng is not an ordinary person. He can kill the four-winged angel Mobeini. Even if his strength is not as good as that of a six-winged angel, it's probably not much different."

Such a person would be top-tier even in Central Asia.

At that moment, a deep voice suddenly echoed in the spacious bathroom.easily slap him away. This son-in-law must definitely be at the Martial Soul Realm!A Soul Master at thirty years oldLi Qingxiang's eyes moved slightly, she looked at Lin Feng coldly and asked:"Which f...