Liu Chenfeng is a man with a very good story, he was born in a warrior family in the Dongxuan Empire, because his mother was born as a slave and had poor talent, resulting in Liu Chenfeng's elemental affinity being only second-level.

A person who was abandoned by his family at birth, he followed the mercenary group at the age of eighteen and entered the Eastern Secret Realm as a hired person to serve. At that time, he was only a second-class samurai.

Now at the age of forty, he has become the peak of the seventh level.

Sadly, he stopped in this realm and did not go any further than ten years.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, he has spent twenty-eight years studying the three-style martial arts, and the mysteries in it have been perfected, because his speed is like the wind, and he is called the Wind Sword Hero......

After Wang Yao heard Moen tell Liu Chenfeng's story, he said thoughtfully: "Is Liu Chenfeng so miserable, but why do I feel that he is very chic?"

Moen said: "The teacher in the academy said that Liu Chenfeng found his direction, so he lived a very free and easy life, don't look at him as a seventh-level, ordinary eighth-level warriors are not his opponents!"

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The sun hung high overhead, and the two of them finally walked out of the grassland and came to the edge of a vast mountain forest, which was much stronger than the endless bare black earth.

In the distance, thick smoke rises into the sky, and a forest fire is quietly occurring.

"Over there!"

"Let's go!"

Wang Yao and Moen rushed into the forest. They weren't people who liked to join in the fun, but such a big forest, if it was burned down by fire, it would be a loss for the Blazing Crystal Forest.

Of course, the fire of the cannibal wood doesn't count, after all, it is an otherworldly creature, and this piece in front of you is an authentic big forest!

Coo~

Coo~

The two elves living in this forest are scurrying around the fire, and they have tried their best to extinguish them, but the effect is minimal, and the fire is still spreading around.

A water balloon spat out of the mouth of a fluffy elf and smashed directly into the center of the flames, instantly extinguishing a little bit of flames.

Coo~

Coo~

The cry of another elf was heard far, far away, and all the elves who heard the sound around rushed over and began to save the fire.

Wang Yao stopped on a big tree and gasped, the two of them had been running wildly for nearly ten miles, and the smoke was still in the distance.

Moen on the side frowned, and said, "Big brother, this is too far, don't go!

Wang Yao shook his head and said, "Let's go and see, it's a pity that this forest is burned like this!"

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Not far from the burning fire, a team of twenty-three mercenaries was staring at the place where the fire was burning, to be precise, at how many elves were there to put out the fire.

Their purpose was not to set fire, but to attract these elves to attract them, and they used a fire to lure them out, so as to wipe them out!

There are not only brutal otherworldly creatures living in the Eastern Mystery Realm, but also many kind aborigines, and this group of blue-haired, koala-looking elves is one of the aborigines of this forest.

They are gentle by nature and have a strong affinity for the water element.

However, their fur is the upper quality of making magic scrolls, and more importantly, the strength of this group of elves is generally very low, and the strongest is only level five.

In order to survive, they have cultivated a peerless skill, good at elusiveness, with super senses, it is really not easy for ordinary people to catch them.

The last of the flames was extinguished by the elves, and the thirteen elves hugged each other and cheered, once again protecting their home.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Order!

Twenty-two arrows burst out of the darkness with silver light, and the elves who had just successfully defeated the fire were all hit before they could react.

The next moment, twenty-two arrows flew in and covered the group of elves with firepower, killing them all.

"Hahaha, this group of ghost elves is really difficult to catch, if it weren't for some tricks today, I really can't help them!"

Scar, the leader of the mercenary group, jumped out of the hidden tree pit and slowly walked in the direction of the loot.

"The regiment commander is wise and martial, and another 1.3 million gold coins have arrived, hahaha!"

Roar~

In the jungle in the distance, a colorful tiger with a white forehead rushed out, and its strong and powerful claws directly pressed the Scar Leader to the ground.

Burst~

Scar Leader spat blood from his mouth and died under this claw. Killed the seventh-level leader with one blow, and this look is a high-level otherworldly creature.

"Captain!"

The deputy head of the one-eyed dragon shouted as he stepped back, hurrying away from the tiger!

How could the tiger who killed the leader of Scar set fire to this deputy leader, his tail stood up, like a steel rod, and swept violently, hitting Scar's chest directly.

The powerful force instantly whipped Scar into minced flesh.

This tiger is the patron saint raised by the elves, the high-level creatures of the other world, the colorful tiger.

The strongest leader of the team did not go through a single round in the hands of the Colorful Tiger, and the rest of the people fled in a hurry, but the Colorful Tiger did not want to let them go.

After a scream, the only female member of the team died under the tiger's mouth!

In the distance, Wang Yao and Moen were late.

Moen saw the colorful tiger from afar, pointed at him and said excitedly, "Big brother, your animal skin is here!"

Wang Yao frowned and said, "Brother, do you think this looks like my animal skin, let's stay away!"

The colorful tiger chased out a distance of nearly two miles and wiped out all the mercenary groups.

After killing everyone, the colorful tiger glanced at Wang Yao and Moen, and slowly walked over to the two of them.

"Prepare for battle!"

Wang Yao took out his sword and prepared for battle, there was no point in dodging at this moment, this tiger was already eyeing the two.

Roar~

The head of the colorful tiger slowly crouched on the ground, moving closer to his front paws, a sign that he was ready to attack.

Woo~

A long whistle sounded, and the colorful tiger gave up its attack and ran wildly in the direction of the fire.

Over there, a round elf about one meter tall had already dug a pit, put all the corpses of his own people into the pit, and buried his people while holding back tears.

The colorful tiger lay on its side like a kitten, not even gasping for breath, for fear of alarming the sleeping elf.

Moen pointed to the round blue elf in the distance and explained, "Big brother, this is the only peace-loving race in the Blazing Crystal Forest, the elves! Their fur is made into magic scrolls, and when we wait for them to leave, we will go and dig up the corpses!"

"No, let the deceased rest in the ground, and we'll leave here after collecting the treasures from those mercenaries!"

Wang Yao shook his head and directly rejected Moen's suggestion, the kind race should let him have a good home!

As soon as Wang Yao's words fell, the elf rode a colorful tiger and landed beside Wang Yao and Moen.

"Human, how about we make a deal?"

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(To be continued)