The territory of the Behemeng people is located in the Juling Mountains in the west of the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters.
It is completely different from the elegance and elegance of Qingqiu Mountain. Everything here has a sense of wildness and roughness. The mountain is made of bare dark brown rocks with sharp edges and corners reaching into the sky.
There is only the smell of dry dust and metal ore in the air.
The huge stone palaces and fortresses are carved directly into the mountain. The style is simple and rough, pursuing the ultimate in sturdiness.
Strong Behemoth people come and go. Most of them are bare-chested, with various animal-shaped totems tattooed on their bronze skin. Their every move carries a sense of power that can shake mountains.
When Hu Xianer led Ye Feng and his party to the main city "Wanren City" in the Juling Mountains, they immediately attracted countless looks.
"People from the Fox Clan? What are they doing here in a place where birds don't poop like us?"
"Tsk, each one of them is so thin and tender that a gust of wind can blow them down, and it's not enough for me to punch them."
"What are the backgrounds of the two human tribes at the back? They are not weak, are they the helpers invited by the Fox tribe?"
They are natural warriors, and they have a bit of contempt for the Qingqiu Fox tribe.
At the city gate, two Behemoth guards who were over three feet tall and holding giant stone axes blocked the way. They looked down at Hu Xian'er, as if they were looking at an ant that had broken into a giant's territory.
"Saint Qingqiu, Hu Xian'er," the leader of the guards said angrily, "The leader of our clan is in retreat and there are no outsiders. Please come back."
These words were very perfunctory.
Hu Xian'er frowned slightly and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "I have urgent matters related to the survival of our two clans. I must meet with the leader of the Meng Zhan clan immediately. Please let me know."
"The patriarch said, if you don't see them, you won't see them." Another guard waved his hand impatiently, and the strong wind caused Hu Yue'er and Hu Shan to retreat repeatedly, "Don't get in the way here, go quickly!"
Hu Xianer's face darkened. She expected that the trip would not go smoothly, but she did not expect that the other party would be so ruthless.
"What if we have to go in?" A lazy voice sounded.
Ye Feng took two steps forward and looked at the two hill-like guards. He had a slender figure and looked a bit "petite" standing in front of the Behemoth guards, but there was a playful smile in his deep eyes, which made the two guards feel palpitations inexplicably.
"Human race?" The leader of the guard frowned, his big copper bell eyes revealed a fierce look, "This is the ancient country of ten thousand monsters, and this is not the place you should come to! If you don't get out, your bones will be crushed into pieces. "Flower fertilizer?"
"Flower fertilizer?" Ye Feng dug his ears, "You still need flower fertilizer in a place where no grass can grow? The taste is really unique."
"You are looking for death!" The guard was furious, and he suddenly raised the giant ax in his hand, bringing up a gust of howling evil wind, and was about to smash it down on his head.
Xiao Wuhen's folding fan opened with a "swish" sound, and the mountain and river scroll was ready to go. Hu Xian'er also secretly gathered her spiritual power and was ready to take action at any time.
However, Ye Feng just raised a finger.
"Don't rush to do it." He said with a smile, "Look, you won't let us in, but we insist on entering. It's boring to continue in this stalemate. How about we play a game?"
The guard's giant ax stopped in mid-air, and was stunned by Ye Feng's suggestion: "What game?"
"It's very simple." Ye Feng pointed at the giant ax in the guard's hand, "Use your best strength to chop it down at me. If I take half a step back or use any magic weapon, I will lose. We will turn around and leave immediately without getting into any entanglement. But if I catch it, you will obediently take us to see your clan leader. How about it, is it fair?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
Not only the two guards, but also the Behemoth people watching the excitement were stunned, and then burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Is this human kid crazy? Does he know what he is talking about?"
"Using his body to catch Batu's axe? Does he think he is a god and demon refining his body?"
"Batu is one of the top three strongest warriors in our guard. With this ax, he can split even the top of a mountain!"
Hu Xian'er and Hu Yue'er also changed their expressions and hurriedly passed on The voice said: "Young Master Ye, no! The Behemoth people are born with supernatural powers and their physical body is unparalleled. It would be too much of a loss if they go head-to-head!"
The corner of Xiao Wuhen's mouth twitched, but he did not stop him. Ye Feng never does anything he's not sure about.
The anger on the face of the guard named Batu turned into a cruel smile: "Human, you are seeking death yourself, you can't blame me!"
"Stop talking nonsense, come on, I'm in a hurry." Ye Feng waved impatiently.
"Okay! Die!" Batu roared angrily, the muscles in his arms were knotted, veins popped out, and all the demonic power in his body was poured into the giant axe. The huge stone ax lit up with an earthy yellow light, became as heavy as a mountain, and with a scream that ripped through the air, it struck down Ye Feng's Tianling Cap fiercely!
The power of this ax is enough to make ordinary monks in the tribulation stage temporarily avoid the edge.
Hu Yue'er was so scared that she closed her eyes, and Hu Xian'er's heart was in her throat.
Faced with this thundering blow, Ye Feng didn't even raise his eyelids. He simply stretched out his right hand, spread his fingers, and faced the falling giant axe.
"Dang——!"
A deafening sound of gold and iron clashing echoed through the entire Wanren City.
The imagined scene of flesh and blood did not appear.
The unstoppable giant ax was held firmly by a hand that didn't look very strong three inches away from Ye Feng's head.
There was not even a trace of scar left where the ax blade came into contact with the palm.
The violent wind swept around the two people, causing the surrounding Behemoth people to stagger and fly sand and rocks.
As for Ye Feng, he stood there, motionless, and there was not even a crack on the ground under his feet. He even had time to yawn.
The whole place was dead silent.
The ridicule on the faces of all the Behemoth people froze, replaced by shock and horror.
Batu was even more stunned. He felt the force of the shock coming from the handle of the axe, as if it had hit an ancient sacred mountain. The tiger's mouth had already been shattered and blood was flowing out.
His mind went blank, with only one thought echoing: How... how is this possible?
"The strength is pretty good, but unfortunately, the accuracy is a bit off." Ye Feng flexed his fingers slightly.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound.
The extremely hard giant axe, which was made of ten thousand years of black iron rock, had a clear fingerprint left on it with his bare hands.
Ye Feng flicked his wrist.
Batu only felt an irresistible force coming from him. The giant ax weighing 10,000 kilograms came out of his hand, rolled in the air and flew out. With a "bang", it was deeply inserted into a stone wall in the distance, and the ax handle hummed.
Ye Feng clapped his hands, and then looked at the completely petrified Batu with a smile: "The game is over, I won. Now, can you take us to see your clan leader?"
Batu opened his mouth, unable to say a word. There was only fear in his eyes when he looked at Ye Feng.