“Rumble!”

The earth started to shake in the wilderness for some time, causing the birds in the underbrush to fly away!

“Ha, what is going on here!” Wang Meng withdrew his huge bare arms back in a defensive position as his body shrank from being startled.

Wang Meng was one of the four bandits that Feng Feiyun brought along this time. This guy wore big trousers with a large hemp rope as big as an arm wrapped around his waist. Draping over his shoulder was a white large shirt that accentuated his strong, powerful, and tanned arms. His arms — compared to Feng Feiyun — were three times larger.

His physique was appropriate for his name; he was absolutely a fierce male. Everywhere on his body had bulging muscles the size of a big arm. One glare of his, alone, was enough to make children cry.

He was indeed the defining image for a bad guy!

Feng Feiyun and the four bandits stopped at the same time and looked back just to see that there were more than ten Qilins running from the billowing smoky horizon. Each Qilin was several meters tall with bodies bigger than even elephants that were covered with sca...