After speaking, Huan Yun looked at Hu Wenfeng. In the next second, Hu Wenfeng was already standing beside Huan Yun and waved his hand. As soon as the villagers felt the cold wind blowing, heavy pressure fell on their body like a mountain. In the next second, they fell to the ground and shivered in fright.
No one dared to move until the woman looked up, and pleaded: "Venerable Master, please forgive me. I… I just want to save my children desperately. Please be merciful!"
Seeing that she had achieved the result that she wanted, Huan Yun nodded to Hu Wenfeng, and the cold wind disappeared together with the pressure instantly. Feeling warmth seeped back into their bodies, the villagers secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Since you all know that you are wrong, get up from the ground. It is unlucky to be bowed down by living beings." Huan Yun said with a frown.
