Isfahan is located in the Middle East, close to the Persian Gulf, and is the third largest city in the Persian state. That being said, the size of the city is far from being comparable to that of the cities of China.

The population is less than 2 million, and there are very few high-rise buildings, almost at the level of China's fourth- and fifth-tier cities.

And most of them are ordinary residents, and occasionally there are some martial artists and cultivators, but there are only a handful.

Chen Feng stood in the city, scanning every inch of land with his divine thoughts, failing to find the whereabouts of those armed forces, but feeling a strange aura.

On a street that was probably several kilometers away from him, it should be a slum in the city, and there was a very faint aura hidden, obviously the cultivation realm of the land immortals, and it might even be higher.

Generally speaking, land immortals are rare in this world, as long as they are land immortals, which one is not one side and has great power? Not to mention that the Seven Sages of the Sword Sect are standing on the top of the hot summer, even the Great Heavenly Master is afraid of it.

"It's really strange, a land immortal, what reason is there to hide? However, this aura is very weak, and it should be seriously injured and has to hide its whereabouts. Could it be that there are even more powerful people in Persia, who can even kill land immortals?"

Chen Feng was a little surprised.

Anyway, he came here to investigate the matter of Zoroastrianism, and ordinary people must not know about it, so it is better to go to these masters hidden in the market and ask about the situation.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's figure flickered, and he soon came to the slum five kilometers away.

He made his way through the crowd and straight to the basement of a building, through the damp hallway, to the door of the last basement.

Before he could raise his hand and knock on the door, the door opened by itself, and there was a short old man standing inside, with gray hair and some dirty body, raising his eyes to look at Chen Feng with a wary look in his eyes.

Sure enough, it was a land immortal, and his perception ability was beyond ordinary people, and he actually knew that Chen Feng appeared outside.

Chen Feng stared at him for a moment, and said tentatively:

"Are you Chinese?"

I saw that this person was not tall, his facial features were obviously different from those of the Middle East, and he had the physiognomy characteristics of East Asia, and he turned out to be a Chinese.

The man stared at Chen Feng and didn't speak.

"I have no malice, I am also Chinese, my surname is Chen. Chen Feng introduced himself.

He was a little worried about the language barrier, but it turned out that the other party was Chinese, so it was much easier to talk.

"You're not Chinese. The old man suddenly said coldly:

"The Persian kingdom is a forbidden place for the transcendent, and it is absolutely forbidden for the transcendent from a foreign country to appear, unless... You've joined Zoroastrianism!"

"Uh..."Chen Feng was stunned for a moment and explained:

"I am indeed Chinese, this is my identification, I came by plane to represent the Chinese trade delegation. As a result, as soon as the plane entered your country's airspace, it was shot down by bombers. It happened two days ago, you should be able to see it on the news, right?"

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head and said:

"This is not a domestic country, and the news is very blocked, so it is impossible for this kind of thing to appear in the news! Hehehe! Zoroastrianism's methods are really tough, and in order to control its own power, it even has to intervene in the affairs of the business world!"

"Zoroastrianism, did they do it?" Chen Feng was curious.

"Hmph! Who else but them? Who has the guts?"

The old man just sneered, stared at Chen Feng, and said in a deep voice:

"You say you're from China, right? How did you find me? Even the Zoroastrians couldn't find my whereabouts, how did you find out? And I hid here, and I haven't been out for seven days!"

"This is my personal means, and it is inconvenient to tell you. Chen Feng touched his nose.

Seeing that the old man was still very suspicious, he smiled and said, "At least this way you can be sure that I am not a Zoroastrian, right?

"Nonsense!" the old man snorted coldly, "My identity has been exposed, the whole Persia is wanted for me, there are Zoroastrian sentinels everywhere outside, as long as I expose my whereabouts, I will definitely die! You are the same! You are just lucky, your whereabouts have not been exposed, otherwise you will taste the methods of Zoroastrianism!"

Chen Feng tilted his head and thought for a while:

"Why don't we get to the bottom of each other? Zoroastrians have taken something that is important to me, and I must get it back. You help me get my things back, and I'll take you out of here and back to the hot summer!"

"Humph!

The old man sneered, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"You're new here, you don't believe in evil, you can try it, but I won't go with you, and I'll hide in a different place!

"Really don't think about it?" Chen Feng smiled and pointed outside:

"I seem to have heard a group of heavily armed warriors breaking in from outside, they're here to arrest you, right?"

"I'm here for you!" said the old man.

When he had finished speaking, he went back to his bunk and lay down, looking drowsy.

Chen Feng was about to speak, when he heard a muffled sound from behind, and it turned out to be that the door panel was kicked open, and five or six patrolmen rushed in, pointing guns at Chen Feng.

When they saw Chen Feng, they didn't hesitate and shot directly.

'Bang bang bang!'

One bullet after another shot out, but Chen Feng was hard to carry it with his qi, and then flew back upside down, knocking them all to the ground.

"Humph!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face, and rushed out of the basement directly, like a flame rushing through the underground corridor, knocking all the patrols away, and then returning to the ground.

At this time, the entire block was blocked, armored vehicles blocked the road in front and behind, and there were helicopters in the sky.

Chen Feng just went in and said a few words, but he didn't expect that the Persian army was alarmed, and sent heavy weapons to surround and suppress him.

'Bang!'

The turret of the armored vehicle directly ignored the civilian people and fired directly at this side, firing one after another shells the size of a fist, and they were all specially equipped with armor-piercing tungsten alloy, which could penetrate military defenses.

These armor-piercing bullets made Chen Feng feel a headache, and he couldn't bear it a few times at all, so he had to move his body to dodge.

He rushed to the armored car, grabbed the tracks of the armored car directly, and with a lift upward, dozens of tons of armored vehicles were directly lifted by him and thrown into the air.

With a 'boom', the armored car crashed into the helicopter in the air and exploded directly, rolling up a black-red cloud of fire.

The surrounding civilians, as well as the gun-wielding patrols, were all stunned when they saw this scene.

Where is this still a human being? It's clearly a superman wearing underwear backwards!

At this time, Chen Feng had already stepped on the four armored vehicles that were blocking the road, as well as two helicopter gunships.

He didn't go anywhere else, he just stood here and waited, anyway, he came for Zoroastrianism, since he couldn't find Zoroastrians, then he could force them out through this method!

Anyway, with Chen Feng's current strength, there is nothing he can do with ordinary modern weapons, unless it is a real intercontinental cruise missile, with the terrifying power of the father of bombs, it can really make him jealous.

The entire neighborhood was soon reduced to a modern battlefield, with buildings collapsed by artillery fire, the ground was shaken open and cracked, and countless people shouted to flee.

The old man who had talked to Chen Feng before also fled with the civilians, and when he left, he glanced at Chen Feng deeply and shook his head, as if he was a little regretful.

Now he finally believed that Chen Feng was definitely not a Zoroastrian, otherwise he would not have done this and fought against the Persian army in the streets. If such a price is used in exchange for his trust, it will inevitably be too big.

But the old man knows.

Such a provocative act will bring about extremely serious consequences. Once upon a time in this land, there were also strong men from foreign lands who tried to provoke Zoroastrianism, but in the end they all ended dismally.

But Chen Feng didn't know about all this, and he didn't care about it anyway.

By the time he had destroyed the tenth armored vehicle, no ground forces had dared to stop him.

At this time, Chen Feng got his wish, and finally met a person wearing a bright red robe embroidered with a fire emblem on it.

That person's temperament was very ethereal, as if he was from another world, just through the smoke and flames of war, walked through the burning line of fire, and stood ten meters away in front of Chen Feng, staring at him from a distance.

When this man appeared, the army drove in one after another, and all the soldiers and patrolmen looked at him with great awe.

The appearance of this person immediately attracted Chen Feng's attention.

He wore a robe with a fire emblem, as if he were a messenger from the kingdom of God, and neither the smoke nor the dust could leave a trace on him.

"Zoroastrian?"

Chen Feng's pupils shrank.

But the man just stood in front of Chen Feng, expressionless, and didn't speak.

Chen Feng frowned, he finally saw a Zoroastrian person, he only needed to take down the other party, whether it was killing or capturing it, and then use the soul search technique to find more clues.

'Bang!'

Chen Feng smashed his fist head-on, and the fist turned into a golden flame streamer, breaking through the void.

But this punch unexpectedly passed through the opponent and could not cause substantial damage.

On the contrary, it was an armored car in the back, which was brutally blasted.

"Divine Soul Form?"

Chen Feng's face changed, the divine light in his pupils skyrocketed, and his divine thoughts converged to form a golden short knife.

Shenyuan Knife, specializing in killing divine souls.

But at this moment, the Zoroastrian envoy suddenly stared, as if some rules had been changed, and Chen Feng had no way to continue to condense his divine thoughts.

On the contrary, he felt that the majestic divine thoughts in the sea of consciousness were blocked by an irresistible force, and there was no way to use them.

Raising his fist, he suddenly felt a little struggling, it turned out that not only his divine thoughts, but even his surging mana were all invalid, and they were invisibly lost from his body.

"Strange... How can I feel this way? My cultivation and strength..."

Chen Feng was puzzled.

That Zoroastrian messenger disappeared out of thin air.

Chen Feng wanted to track it, but there was no trace.

At this time, the surrounding troops also surrounded.

'Bang!'

A cannonball bombarded head-on, Chen Feng swung his fist, but he couldn't release his internal strength externally. The cannonball smashed directly on him and exploded, the shock wave spread out, and Chen Feng's figure exploded backwards.

His face turned pale, his expression was extremely solemn, and he said slowly:

"It's... The power of the law... My power has been limited by the law! Is this the truth that there are no strong men in Persia?"