บท 1457: Second Sword, Black Abyss, Hunted by the Human Race

Was it the return of the young patriarch of the Han Mountain Clan?

Feng Zhen and the others looked at each other, stood up, and walked out of the stone house hall.

As they stepped out, they saw a group of Golden Crow clan people surrounding a big man coming towards them below the mountain.

The big man carried a large bow on his back, and several young men behind him dragged a gray-yellow mountain boar nearly 10 feet long.

The wild boar had only a large hole on its forehead, with its vitality not yet dispersed, and a lingering blood aura.

"That's your young patriarch? Indeed, a hero," said Lu Changlin with a hint of a smile on his face, looking at the approaching Golden Crow clan.

Feng Zhen looked closely on the side, shaking his head slightly.

"Haha, that's Han Dingyi in our clan. This kid is good at archery," Han Chaohu laughed loudly and waved his hand.