Lin Fenghan felt that the sky was dark, and when he looked up, he saw an incomparably burly huge figure standing one step in front of him.

In the shadows, compared to him, he is as small as an adult and a baby.

A barbarian with the late stage cultivation of the Xuantian Realm may even be at the sixth layer of the Xuantian Realm!

Lin Fenghan felt the fluctuation of the true yuan led by the barbarians, he couldn't believe it, he didn't underestimate the people of the barbarians, but he didn't expect that there were people who cultivated in this realm, and Lin Fenghan didn't dare to move for a while.

The barbarian leader overlooked Lin Fenghan, his eyes were full of cruel gaze, and the corners of his mouth were extremely playful arcs, as if he was playing with a toy that was about to be broken, he almost didn't even have to make a move, just with an incomparably terrifying momentum, he believed that he would definitely be able to see Lin Fenghan's frightened and frightened expression.

It's a pity that he underestimated Lin Fenghan's courage.

Lin Fenghan's eyes flashed with shock, but he couldn't find the slightest fear, the barbarian leader was angry, and a punch directly bombarded down, accompanied by the sound of a landslide breaking the wind.

Lin Fenghan met it with a fist in his palm, and the heavenly fire erupted incomparably vigorously, clinging to Lin Fenghan's right fist.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the barbarian leader grabbed Lin Fenghan's fist, and the heavenly fire that could burn everything was actually unable to burn this big hand like iron casting.

The gap between cultivation and cultivation is too big!

The big hand tightly grasped Lin Fenghan's fist, and the terrifying power contained on it, he seemed to have done something extremely natural.

"You doll has a bit of courage, I still dare to fight back in the face of Lao Tzu! It's a pity, you are too weak, I will feel bored even killing you when I am weak!"

The barbarian leader increased the strength in his hand little by little, and the huge force made Lin Fenghan's body stiffen.

The "click" phalanx bone is crushing little by little, and the index finger has been completely broken in this force.

Lin Feng snorted coldly, his eyes were very cold, and a bone-chilling chill emerged.

And at this moment, suddenly a hand pressed on the big hand that held Lin Fenghan's fist.

"Stop, didn't you Torture Tiger Clan say that you wouldn't hurt any of our Lin family?

Father?

The chill in Lin Fenghan's eyes receded, and he saw his father Lin Shenhan not knowing when, he was already standing beside him, and his tall figure was not afraid to reprimand the barbarian leader in front of him.

Reasoning with the barbarians?

No kidding, if you can be reasonable, there won't be such chaos within the barbarians.

However, to Lin Fenghan's great surprise, the big iron pimple hand that was clenching his fist tightly actually let go of all his strength at this time, and his five fingers opened very casually, letting go of the big hand holding Lin Fenghan.

"Your Lin family, there were no monks at that time!"

The barbarian didn't even look at Lin Fenghan at the moment, and turned his head to look at Lin Shenhan, and in his big eyes, the cruel gaze was even thicker.

Lin Fenghan wanted to stand in front of his father, but at this time, Lin Shenhan grabbed Lin Fenghan and commanded softly: "Don't act rashly!"

After that, Lin Shenhan looked at the barbarian in front of him, and said coldly: "He is my son, my Lin Shenhan's son! Kill him, unless you Torture Tiger Clan slaughter our Lin family, don't want to get any assistance from our Lin family." ”

"Oops, that's not going to work!"

The leader of the barbarian clan slapped his bare head hard, and there was a loud bang, like thunder, Lin Fenghan was speechless for a while, this slap could slap a bunch of boulders into powder.

But Lin Shenhan was so used to it that he didn't even jump his eyelids.

The leader of the barbarian clan looked at Lin Shenhan very helplessly, as if he was looking at a stinky stone like a pit, and grinned: "Your Lin family is too good, we Xinghu clan don't want to face the common resistance of all barbarians." ”

Lin Shenhan nodded and said, "You can go, ten carts of fine grain later, our Lin family will definitely serve it with both hands!"

The barbarian leader nodded, he didn't care about turning around and leaving, and he was not afraid that Lin Shenhan would pay the bill, and he waved his hands in the air casually while walking, and the barbarians who came with him immediately smiled hideously and cruelly, turned around and retreated like a tide.

In just a few breaths, it was as if this group of barbarians had never appeared, and in an instant, there was no one left.

It wasn't until all the barbarians disappeared that Lin Shenhan breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, Lin Fenghan noticed that his father was holding his hand, and his palms were already covered with sweat.

Lin Shenhan asked with great concern: "Feng Han, are you okay?"

In the battle with Taiqing Sect Jiuchen, Lin Fenghan suffered some injuries, but it was not life-threatening, as long as he adjusted a little, he would be able to recover quickly. And what really made Lin Fenghan concerned was the conversation between Lin Shenhan and the barbarian just now.

So after Lin Fenghan shook his head to indicate that he was fine, he asked, "Father, ...... you and that barbarian?"

Lin Shenhan temporarily stopped Lin Fenghan, grabbed Lin Fenghan's hand slightly, and said distressedly: "The matter between the barbarians, my father will talk about it again, your hand ...... Abominable torture and violence, I, Lin Shenhan, will definitely not let him go!"

Lin Fenghan's right hand is now seriously distorted, among which the index finger is the most seriously injured, and the entire index finger phalanx has been severely comminuted fractured. Even the elixir of bone grafting could no longer repair Lin Fenghan's right index finger.

Lin Fenghan said very calmly: "It's not in the way, it's just an index finger, and there are many means in the cultivation world that can help me make up for the damage of my index finger......"

When he said this, Lin Fenghan suddenly had a golden finger bone in his mind.

Lin Shenhan interrupted Lin Fenghan's thoughts, took the latter's hand, and said, "Fenghan, bear with it!"

Lin Fenghan nodded!

Lin Shenhan held Lin Fenghan's right hand, pulled it hard, and began to help Lin Fenghan correct the misalignment of the fingers of his right hand.

When Lin Shenhan was young, his talent for practicing martial arts was also very outstanding, even if he later pulled down his cultivation because of business, but Lin Shenhan's martial arts were not worse than those of the five elders.

At this time, Lin Shenhan's luck helped Lin Fenghan correct the bone injury in his right hand, and Lin Fenghan almost didn't feel any pain, it was almost just a few breaths, and Lin Fenghan's right hand had been successfully bone-grafted.

At this time, the five elders also brought the wound medicine in a timely manner.

After receiving the wound medicine, Lin Shenhan carefully smeared it for Lin Feng.

Lin Fenghan wanted to say that there was no need at all, but seeing his father's eyes so serious and focused, he chose to be silent and silently accepted his father's care for him.

In his previous life, he had no father or mother, but now he is reborn and has experienced family affection, which he feels strange and cherishes incomparably.