Du Feng stopped his figure and looked at the three Feng Clan powerhouses who were on full guard more than ten zhang in front of him, his face calm.

"Who is Your Excellency?" said the middle-aged man in the center in a deep voice.

Du Feng raised his eyes and saw that in the middle was a middle-aged man who looked like he was forty years old, with a lofty spirit, a pair of eyes that were extremely bright, flashing with the light of wisdom, standing there, he had a high fighting spirit.

The person on the left looks like he is in his fifties, quite elegant, dressed in a pale yellow robe, like an old master, but there is an occasional flash of essence in his eyes.

The one on the right is the oldest, with white hair and many wrinkles on his forehead, and he is very lean. The three of them are all dressed in yellow clothes, with the word "wind" on their cuffs, and they are obviously all strong men of the Wind Clan.

However, all three of them looked exhausted, and it was clear that they had not had a good time these days, had fought a lot, and had not been able to get effective rest.

"My name is Du Feng, and I came to see my grandfather!" Du Feng said calmly.

The three strong men of the Wind Clan were stunned at first, and then looked at Du Feng suspiciously. After a while, the elegant old man on the left seemed to remember something, and exclaimed, "You are Xinglie's grandson, the son of Qi'er's girl?"

"Yes, I am!" Du Feng nodded.

"Well, like, it's true!That's right!" the elegant old man looked at Du Feng again, nodded again and again, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Third child, what is this?" At this time, the other two couldn't help it and asked out loud.

The elegant old man said "oh" at this time, and said to the two with a smile: "It's normal for the two of you to not know, I know this matter, Qi'er's girl was dissatisfied with the marriage arranged by the clan at that time, fled privately, gave birth to a child in Yanzhou, and was later brought back to the grounded by the clan, his son advanced to the God of War realm at the age of twenty-seven, and lifted Qi'er's remaining punishment period with his own efforts, and then left the Wind Clan and returned to Yanzhou." ”

The middle-aged man and the lean old man couldn't help but be surprised, although the third child said it very simply, but they knew the difficulty of this, being able to advance to the War God Realm at the age of twenty-seven, which was a few points stronger than those genius disciples in the clan, and they could lift the punishment of the ban in the clan with their own efforts, and they were extremely aware of the great price to pay.

A young man in his twenties is able to do this, and he can't help but be impressive, no wonder he is now a powerhouse in the Venerable realm.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now, let's go in and see your grandfather!" The elegant old man said this, his face couldn't help but be heavy, he looked at Du Feng, and said carefully: "You, do you know your grandfather's situation?"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man and the lean old man also looked solemn.

"Uncle sent me a letter, I said it!" Du Feng's face was expressionless, but the three people of the Wind Clan could hear a deep coldness and a sinister aura from it, and they couldn't help but shudder in their hearts.

"Now that you know, let's go in!" said the elegant old man after a moment of silence.

When the three strong men of the Wind Clan appeared together, many of the rest of the Wind Clan watched nervously from a distance, preparing to fight, and at this time, seeing that the three ancestors and this young man did not fight, but calmly entered the inner courtyard, they couldn't help but feel a little strange, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

Du Feng walked slowly with the three Venerables of the Wind Clan, and saw many Feng Clan people along the way, all of them were full of solemnity, although their clothes were broken and covered with dust, they were all in excellent spirits, and their momentum was undiminished, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, the people of this vein of the Wind Clan were indeed bloody.

When he entered a quiet courtyard, a middle-aged man quickly appeared from inside, and he couldn't hide the heroic aura on his face, which was Feng Shaoyu.

"Xiaofeng, you're really here!" As soon as he saw Du Feng, Feng Shaoyu was full of excitement, shouted loudly, and at the same time opened his arms and hugged Du Feng tightly.

Seeing Feng Shaoyu's expression, the three Feng Clan powerhouses were completely relieved, this young man was indeed Feng Xinglie's grandson.

"Uncle!" Feeling the excitement of Feng Shaoyu, Du Feng was also greatly moved, and that kind of strong family affection came to his heart, and his tone fluctuated slightly.

"It's good to come! Let's go, let's go meet your grandfather!" After a while, Feng Shaoyu pulled Du Feng and headed in.

In a simple and clean bedroom, Feng Xinglie sat upright on the bed, his face was pale, extremely haggard, and his body breath was also quite disordered, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, obviously seriously injured.

When Du Feng met his grandfather the first two times, he was a young man in his twenties, looking like a delicate man, looking like a scholar, always smiling, but now he is obviously more than ten years old, becoming a middle-aged man, and even gray hair has appeared on both sideburns.

According to my grandfather's age and cultivation, he shouldn't be so old now, obviously because he was too tired during this time and was injured.

At the moment when Du Feng entered the inner room, Feng Xinglie opened his eyes, looked at Du Feng, showed a pleased smile, and said slowly: "Xiaofeng, you are here!"

"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't spare any of the people who hurt you!" Du Feng forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice. His fists were clenched, and the anger in his heart had reached the limit, his grandfather was beaten like this, and he was bound to pay the price for those people.

"They are all from the Wind Clan, if you kill them, it will not have a good impact on the strength of the family!" Feng Xinglie slowly shook his head, sighed, and said softly.

"Father, those who besieged you were not from the Wind Clan, they were all from foreign races. At this time, Feng Shaoyu on the side was a little unhappy and said.

"I naturally know those people, I'm telling Xiaofeng that the people of my own clan should still be treated differently. Feng Xinglie's tone changed, as if he was reprimanding his son.

Du Feng looked at Feng Xinglie and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, what to do, my grandson knows it." After a pause, he continued: "But Grandpa has not thought about it, the Wind Clan is already like this, to put it mildly, I am afraid that even the middle family will not be able to maintain it in the future, what is the use of these people? Only when Grandpa is strong can it be possible to rebuild the Wind Clan." ”

Feng Xinglie is an intermediate venerable, and he is a clansman who has stimulated the power of the bloodline, and his combat power is extremely strong, comparable to a high-level venerable, if he is there, the wind clan will naturally not be too weak.

"Yes, if you want to revive the Wind Clan, it has to be Xing Lie!" the elegant old man behind him also nodded heavily and said loudly.

"Grandpa rest assured to recuperate, these things will be handled by me, if they are not satisfied, I will fight until they are convinced, and if they do not accept it, they will be destroyed directly!"