At the same time, the horrific wound on his side was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Chen Feng immediately activated his cultivation method and did not waste this Nine-turn Healing Pill.
"Zhenren Changyang."
The surrounding human monks raised their hands to the visitor one after another.
The man walked from far to near and came to Han Yifeng's face.
Changyang Zhenren looks like he is in his early thirties.
His sharp eyebrows and starry eyes looked gentle, but also gave people an inexplicable feeling of fear.
It makes people want to surrender to him unconsciously.
As expected of a coach, this is the true style of a general! Even Chen Feng, who was taking the time to heal his injuries, could feel it through his eyelids.
When Master Changyang's eyes swept across his body, he could even feel goosebumps rising all over his body.
Master Changyang withdrew his gaze and finally fell on Han Yifeng.
"I'll give you a chance to explain."
His voice was neither soft nor serious, and his tone was neither harsh nor gentle.
But, those ten words were like a hammer, hitting Han Yifeng's heart hard! He couldn't explain it.
Thinking of the person Changyang was, Han Yifeng lowered his head and did not even dare to look at him.
It was as if, once he met that gaze, everything in his heart would be invisible! Han Yifeng's expression changed again and again.
Facing the look in the eyes of Changyang Master Gujing Wubo, he couldn't think of any "explanation" that could be justified at the moment.
"Since you don't say anything, I will assume that you are in the wrong.
Are you convinced or not?"
Changyang Zhenren is always plain.
But the words he spoke out sounded iron-blooded.
Han Yifeng couldn't say anything.
Facing the large area of ordinary monks in the human monk camp, he could only feel his face burning.
It was obviously just a question, but it was like a slap on his face.
Embarrassed, but did not dare to be presumptuous anymore.
Master Changyang looked at Han Yifeng's severed wrist and frowned.
"Since you have broken a hand, you should stay in the camp to recuperate for the next few days."
Hearing this, Han Yifeng raised his head fiercely and couldn't believe it.
Master Changyang's words clearly meant that he would be dismissed from his post! As a general, if he cannot lead his troops into battle, what is the difference between being dismissed from his post?
But why is this so?
Han Yifeng couldn't figure it out.
Is it just for a monster head and Chen Feng’s four lives?
Just as he was thinking about it, Master Changyang's voice sounded again.
"What, you still have objections?"
His tone was still sparse and normal, like a normal chat.
But Han Yifeng was so frightened by these words that he suddenly jumped up! He didn't dare to hesitate anymore and quickly lowered his head and agreed.
It has been quite some time since I stayed in the same camp with Changyang Master.
No one present here knows Changyang Master better than Han Yifeng.
Although this person always looks plain and casual, he is actually decisive in killing and has extremely strong skills! Once he makes a decision, no one can change it! No matter how unwilling he is, Han Yifeng has no choice but to accept it.
He immediately covered his severed hand and endured the pain.
"Thank you very much, Commander. I will resign now."
After saying that, he quickly left the place.
Following him were Qu Lingya and several other human monks.
They were already colluding, and when they saw the generals fleeing in confusion, they dared to stay! Soon, only Chen Feng and the Changyang Master were left.
At this moment, Master Changyang's eyes swept over the faces of Chen Feng and others.
In the end, it also fell on the head of the Silver Star Demon King.
"It's really the Silver Star Demon King."
Seeing the head, Changyang's eyes showed surprise.
"Did you kill him?"
Mr. Changyang seemed to be in a good mood and spoke without any pressure.
Chen Feng was healing his wounds, and Fairy Yuheng beside him nodded.
"Absolutely true."
"Okay, okay!"
Master Changyang said "good" three times in a row and burst into laughter.
"A while ago, the Silver Star Demon King led thousands of demon clans to launch a surprise attack on my camp."
"The soldiers of our battalion suffered heavy casualties."
"If you kill him, you will be a distinguished guest in my camp."
Immediately, Master Changyang waved his hand in front of him.
In an instant, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth fluctuated suddenly.
I saw a ball of extremely pure spiritual energy from heaven and earth easily condensed in his palm.
With one palm push, the ball of heaven and earth spiritual energy directly hit Chen Feng's wound.
The spiritual energy was like a warm current, extremely gentle, and it quickly repaired the bloody wound on the side of the waist.
Chen Feng's tightened brows gradually relaxed.
After a cup of tea, all the wounds on his body had completely recovered as before! His closed eyes suddenly opened, and Chen Feng let out a long breath.
He raised his eyes and looked at Master Changyang in front of him, finally with a slight smile on his face.
"Thank you."
Master Changyang shook his head and said it was okay, then turned sideways.
"You come with me."
One after another, several people quickly entered the back of the human monks' camp.
Along the way, all the human monks in the camp.
When they saw the real person in Changyang, they all bent down and bowed in unison.
It seems that the prestige of Master Changyang here is not very high! After passing through many plain-colored ordinary tents, Master Changyang came to a huge plain-colored tent.
This tent is larger than all the others around it, and there are several elite monks guarding the tent outside.
It seems that this is the Chinese military camp.
That is where Changyang Zhenren settled down.
Master Changyang walked in first.
However, just when Chen Feng was about to follow closely.
Suddenly, he was keenly aware of an extremely hidden aura.
Standing in the tent on his left, there seemed to be a spying gaze.
Moreover, the owner of that spying gaze seemed to come from the top of the sky! However, that gaze was fleeting.
Chen Feng didn't think too much for the time being and strode into the Chinese army's camp.
Inside the tent, the layout is quite simple.
Changyang Zhenren was sitting in the coach's seat. When he looked at Chen Feng and others, there was joy and inquiry on his face.
As the commander-in-chief of one party, he is a general among the human monks.
There was no way he would allow people of unknown origin to join the camp rashly.
Basic cross-examination is still required.
Chen Feng and others have already prepared for this.
On the way to the human camp, they had long expected to be asked these questions.
Chen Feng answered calmly.
"We are originally casual cultivators."
"After the war between immortals and monsters broke out, we knew that we were no match for those powerful monsters. At first we only wanted to protect ourselves and did not want to get involved."
"But soon, the demon clan invaded us."
"Seeing our relatives and friends being killed, we also narrowly escaped death."
"Since then, we finally realized that when the war between immortals and demons breaks out, no one can escape."
"Since you can't avoid it, then fight with all your strength!"
"So, here we are."
Master Changyang nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and looked at Chen Feng with even more admiration.
"Well said!"
"If you want to slaughter me, you must first step on my corpse!"
