After leaving the undead base with Syllinox, Feng Fan, who had obtained the Rebirth Ankh, was in a good mood and planned to go to another undead base to stir up the world.

As soon as he took a few steps, Feng Fan felt a dangerous aura coming from the dark jungle, and he hurriedly avoided it a little under his feet. As he dodged, a boulder struck, and the ground under his feet cracked and collapsed!

"It's so powerful."

Feng Fan's eyes turned his head sharply like lightning, and in the jungle, a person came out.

A brown-haired man with a white complexion, a very burly figure, two meters away, walked out with a big grin.

"You are?"

Feng Fan frowned, and asked in a deep voice, the burly and strong man in front of him was clearly a Caucasian on the earth, and his clothes were very different from those of the Lordaeron Continent, thinking that this person was the same as them, from the earth, and was not a member of the forest team, or a member of the flame team.

"A member of Ningchuan's squad?"

The strong man didn't answer Feng Fan's words, but asked.

The Ningchuan team was from Huaxia, and the strong man guessed a rough idea as soon as he saw Feng Fan's appearance.

"It's also the second stage of the potential chain, I didn't expect that an East Asian sick man would be so powerful." The strong man said with a big grin, not taking Feng Fan in his eyes at all.

Feng Fan's heart moved, more than 100 years ago, the Chinese people were called the sick men of East Asia by countless foreigners, and it was a very shameful era. Who would have thought that now, there are still people who call it like this, which makes him a little angry.

"I happened to be in a panic lately, so I'll practice with you."

The strong man didn't say much, and approached Feng Fan directly, but when he saw the big guy following behind Feng Fan, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Dragons! You're lucky to have taken on a dragon as a mount. Yes, if I kill you, I'll take this mount. The strong man looked Syllinox up and down unscrupulously, he felt that this dragon was not strong, but it was quite good as a mount.

"You're a mount, your whole family is a mount! #￥%*@”

Hearing someone say about him, Syllinox immediately turned into a troll and sprayed the strong man, and the strong man was a little sluggish for a while.

"Interesting, really funny." As he spoke, the strong man's face suddenly sank, and then a big hand grabbed directly at Feng Fan, "Give me death!" ”

The strong man is very strong, and he is also a strong man in the second stage of the potential chain, he has almost stepped into the middle level, and he has been transformed in the previous place of death, and his physical strength has been greatly improved, even if a middle-level person attacks with all his strength, he may not be able to break through his defense.

"Get out!"

Feng Fan's eyes froze, and the Qinghe Sword was raised, and with a sharp momentum, he slashed directly at the strong man.

"Bang!"

The strong man was in pain, and quickly withdrew his palm, and at this moment a wound was cut out of his palm, and blood was gushing.

"Boy! Look for death! ”

The strong man was furious, he didn't expect the sword in Feng Fan's hand to hurt him, which made him angry and greedy at the same time, "Isn't such a good thing a waste in your hands?" ”

Feng Fan was also surprised at the moment, although he only swung the Qinghe Sword to slash away, and did not use the true qi in his body, but how sharp was the Qinghe Sword? Blow hair and break hair, sharpen iron like mud! It was only a wound that cut out the strong man's hand, and the strength of his body could be seen.

With the roar of the strong man, his body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his already very tall body suddenly rose a few more points, almost close to three meters!

"Look at the punch!"

This strong man actually used his body as a weapon, and every punch and kick contained terrifying power.

"Dang!"

With a punch, Feng Fan raised his sword to carry it, and the huge force was transmitted along the sword body to Feng Fan's arm, which directly shocked his hands numb.

"What a terrifying power!"

Feng Fan was surprised in his heart, the strength of this strong man was not much weaker than Qin Lang's, and his body was as hard as if he was wearing a piece of iron skin, and the Qinghe Sword actually splashed a little spark when it fell on him.

"Boy, are you so capable?"

The strong man grinned, his words were full of disdain, he felt that Feng Fan was too weak.

"Sure enough, it's the sick man of East Asia, Ningchuan Squad, it seems to be a waste squad."

Feng Fan sneered and said nothing, he was just testing the strength of the strong man and inquiring about some things, but he did not exert his true combat power.

"Which squad are you? Why can't you get along with me? ”

Feng Fan pretended to be invincible, shouting angrily in his mouth, and at the same time taking the words of a strong man.

"Waste one, let you know, you're going to die anyway. Sooner or later, our Flame Squad will destroy your Ningchuan Squad, and even the Forest Squad. When the time comes, Akmund will come and the World Tree will fall. ”

Listening to the strong man's words, Feng Fan's heart gradually understood. Even he learned from the strong man the number of their flame squad, plus him, there were eight people in total, and the most powerful of them had already stepped into the middle level of the second stage of the potential chain, and their combat power was very terrifying. As for the rest, the strong man didn't bother to say more, but it was enough to get this information.

"Let's go, I'll get you on my way!" The strong man shouted.

Feng Fan sneered, "I sent you on your way!" ”

"Joke!"

The true qi in his body was running, and a layer of illusory sword shadows appeared on the Qinghe Sword, and at the same time, the aura on Feng Fan's body changed greatly, causing the strong man to be shocked, and his words were not good.

"You...... You ......"

This strong man was also simply, seeing Feng Fan gushing out of this momentum, he didn't even think about it, so he ran wildly. However, where did Feng Fan give him a chance, the true qi ran to his feet, and then a little bit of the ground, the whole person turned into an afterimage and directly caught up with the strong man, and the Qinghe sword in his hand swung down.

Even though the strong man's body was extremely hard, he was still vulnerable in front of the Qinghe Sword who paid attention to his true qi, and he was directly pierced through his body and fell to the ground and died!

Seeing that the strong man died in the end, Feng Fan's face was a little solemn, according to what this strong man said, their flame squad was a group of eight people, and with his strength, he could only rank fourth and fifth, and there were at least three more powerful people before him.

Feng Fan hurriedly took out an iron piece from his arms, which was the iron piece that Su Lin handed over to him for communication.

After taking it out and playing with it for a while, Feng Fan touched the back of his head, and forgot to ask Su Lin how to use this thing when he first parted ways.

"Hey!"

In the end, in desperation, Feng Fan took the piece of iron to his mouth and shouted at it twice like a phone call, and after seeing that there was no response, Feng Fan was immediately speechless.

Just as Feng Fan was about to put away the iron piece, suddenly a familiar voice came from the iron piece.