(Cat flutter Chinese) "Hmm, there's an enemy coming!" Feng Yichen deliberately frowned, and then his figure rose in the air in place, holding the Ancestral Staff in the air. He knew who it was, and that breath was the same as the breath of the demon god, and it belonged to the religion of democracy!

"Excuse me, this senior is the ancestor, I love you?" The man was dressed in armor and rode a high-headed lone wolf, which was also covered with armor, and there were nearly a thousand people behind him, all armed from head to toe like him.

"I am the ancestor, I love you, who are you waiting for?!"

"See the ancestral gods. The lone wolf saluted Feng Yichen: "Please allow me to introduce myself: we are people of the democratic sect, and we have specially come to invite the true god of our ancestors to eat in our sect by the order of the sect leader Hussein Oba and your sister. ”

"Go to your church?"

"Clevelandes the Bold, this is the place of our Republican Folk Religion, you have crossed the line!" Before the other party could answer Feng Yichen's words, Terry Gonzalez scolded angrily behind his back: "I love you this ancestor, you are the ancestor of our Republican Folk Religion, what does it have to do with you? If you don't get out, is it difficult to find death?!"

"Smack!"

As soon as Trigonzalez finished speaking, he heard a crisp crack, and when he looked at it again, it was he who was holding his cheap with one hand, and looked at his ancestors with a puzzled expression. He didn't understand, just now he heard that this ancestor I love you said that there was an enemy coming, and he was just teaching a lesson to convince his ancestor that I love you, why did he get slapped by him?

Just when Trigonzalez was depressed, Clevelandes laughed at the lone wolf and pointed a leather whip at Trigonzales: "I said." Gonzalez. You'd better shut up! This old-timer is clearly our man......"

"Smack!"

Before Clevelandes could finish his sentence, his strong body had already flown upside down from the lone wolf, breaking three trees before stopping. Just as he staggered up from the ground and looked at Feng Yichen with a depressed face, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, struck him with a click, and cut a bloody hole on his body!

"This is my land, and you will sow the wilderness on my land. Have you ever asked me what I mean?" Feng Yichen said, striking Clevelers with a bolt of lightning again, and then looking at TriGonzalez with a gloating face viciously: "What I hate the most is being interrupted while I am talking, and you are also Venerable, why don't you even understand this rule?!"

"Great Ancestor True God, please forgive me for my ignorance, I didn't mean to!" TriGonzalez is also a Six Knights, and his status is equivalent to that of a Supreme Elder of the Ancient Continent, and he has always said what he wants. Say whatever you want, no one can ever disobey themselves. And no one has ever been able to rebuke themselves.

But now, in front of Feng Yichen, this thing is an intimacy called by an ancestor, as if Feng Yichen is really his ancestor, for fear that Feng Yichen will slap himself to death in anger. Of course, when he did this, he also saw that Feng Yichen only slapped himself, but that Eight Horsemen of the Democratic Sect, Clevelanders, was slapped and then struck by lightning, and he almost died!

Now, as long as he hugs Feng Yichen's thigh, maybe Feng Yichen will really leave with him later, and his status in the republican folk religion may be improved again.

"Respected Ancestor True God, I'm sorry, it was my bad just now, I shouldn't have been presumptuous in your territory, please forgive me for my ignorance and mistakes!" Seeing that Feng Yichen's attitude towards Terry Gonzalez was not bad, Clevelanders also begged for mercy.

He has already seen that this TriGonzalez is also here to bring people on behalf of the Republican Folk Church, since everyone is here to take people away, as long as he has a better attitude, this ancestor I love you, even if you are brutal, you will not kill yourself, right?

Besides, even if he came late, he might not be able to take Feng Yichen with him, and didn't he see the corpses of the two Republican Folk Sects lying on the ground? What does this mean? It shows that the Republican Folk Sect has collapsed with the other party! At this time, it is the time for him to take advantage of it!

But contrary to Clevelands' expectations, instead of arousing Feng Yichen's favor, his words brought death to himself!

"Your breath is the enemy!" Feng Yichen shot directly after speaking, and countless thunderbolts burst out from his ancestor's staff, slamming into the side of the democratic sect, directly blasting dozens of people in front of him into scum!

"Great Ancestor True God, I think you must have misunderstood! We are friends with you! The trick you use is that of our great Thunder God Thor, I must be right, your trick must be the Thunder Mystic. Please don't do it again, we are all your descendants!"

Seeing Feng Yichen shooting at his own people, Clevelandes was surprised at the moment, the trick Feng Yichen used just now was definitely a trick in the Thunder Mystic Technique, he was sure of this, because he had the honor to witness Thor's demeanor back then, and he had also seen Thor's shot, he was confident that he would never be mistaken.

"What are you talking about?" Feng Yichen asked when he heard this, his expression on his face was calm and kind, and he couldn't see a trace of joy and sorrow, and his gaze at Clevelands was also emotionless, which made Clevelanders a little confused, this ancestor I love you, is it from his own side?

If so, what is the relationship between Thor and him? But now Clevelands can't care so much, he looked at Feng Yichen and directly told him that the current Feng Yichen's cultivation should not be as high as Thor God, so he guessed and said the following words that were extremely death-seeking!

"Respected Ancestor True God, I guess you must be a disciple of the thunder god Thor, right? I guessed right? Only you can become a disciple of the great thunder god Thor!"

"Thor God?" Feng Yichen smiled when he heard this: "Do you mean that thief from Thor? You mean that I am his disciple, don't you? You mean, my thunder art was taught to me by Thor's despicable and shameless villain? Haha, it's ridiculous! It seems that you have a good relationship with that bastard of Thor! In that case, I will send you to meet that shameful thief, that unfilial thing!"

After Feng Yichen finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck Clevelers and slashed him into the air again, but just as Feng Yichen continued to attack, a white lightning bolt rushed in from the outside, blocking Feng Yichen's attack.

Feng Yichen turned his head to look, but it was a white man standing in front of him, his brows were furrowed at the moment, and he had a countermeasure in his heart: "Is it you? You are not dead yet? Since you are not dead, then I will send you to die!"

After that, the staff of the ancestor in Feng Yichen's hand was raised high by him, and countless lightning bolts rushed out from the staff of the ancestor to hit the comer, and he himself kept pinching the seal on his chest with both hands, and hundreds of black flames rushed out of his hands, lined up in two teams in the air, and went straight to the comer!

Seeing this, the figure dodged in the air, and then stretched out his hand, a long sword came out of the sheath, and with a bang, a cold sword appeared, and the sword qi swept through the air, sending the big fireballs in front of him flying, and then the sword went forward, killing Feng Yichen.

Seeing this, Feng Yichen reprinted with his hands, and fireballs appeared again, this time, with hundreds of lightning bolts sent out by the staff of the ancestors, the surrounding grass and trees ignited a large area at once, and in the crackling sound, Feng Yichen's hands pinched the seal faster and faster, and the lightning also popped out of the void, one by one, tearing the void and hitting the comer.

Seeing this, the person who came was not frightened, a long sword was invincible in his hand, and the sword qi tore apart the void, distorting the space of the scene, and the compelling momentum was like a god rushing to the sky, turning the sword qi from the long sword into a life-urging charm, and bombarded away at Feng Yichen's façade.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Feng Yichen's ears: ", what are you calling here, tell me quickly! I forgot your name Chinese!"