After Feng Duozhi asked the little Bu Shi, he turned around and asked the little thing he wanted to be so beautiful: How many people are there?

The little thing who was devoted to her beautiful and peerless face blurted out: Are you asking about the home in Shanliang County or the mountain

Xiao Bushi immediately interrupted and said: Is it still the village at the foot of the mountain?

Feng Duozhidao: Let’s talk about the village at the foot of the mountain.

The little thing answered: more than 200 people.

Feng Duozhi looked like this: The village with more than 200 people is not small. What house do you live in, earthen houses, thatched houses, and stone houses?

The little thing said: The village is so hard, the snow is heavy and thick in winter, so I live in the cheapest and relatively sturdy wooden house.

Feng Duozhi was interested and continued to ask: How many families are there in your village? What are the most delicious food?

The little guy was about to say that the best thing was the roasted beast legs, but was stopped by Xiao Bushi. He knocked on the little guy's forehead and helped him answer: The best thing was meat.

The little guy was just angrily scolding Bu Shi, but suddenly he thought that he had said too much and stopped talking. He turned to Feng Duozhi and said unhappy.

"You have a lot of words. We two children play, and we should not join in the fun of each other.

Feng Duozhi didn't force it: he laughed and scolded, "The little guy with no conscience. Don't tell Manager Yu and Mr. Pang and I have been here, otherwise there will be no one to eat it in the future."

I went out of the room and found Li Ergouzi: You won’t tell the shopkeeper too much, I’ve been here.

The latter was obsessed with his own casting and simply replied: I don’t have time."

Feng Duozhi held his fists and bowed repeatedly: Don’t bother, you are busy. Before Li Ergouzi could reply, he didn’t want to wait for him to reply. Feng Duozhi left humming a small song.

Outside the Teng family courtyard, two old men and a teenager met up. They roughly talked about their respective positions and concluded that the east gate guarding Xing Zhen was the most likely. Perhaps inside the two big boxes, there were old men selling candied haws and his granddaughter peach blossoms.

Time was tight, so Old Man Pang put a night-traveling talisman on Xing Zhen’s underwear to cover up his breath. The three of them sneaked in from the east gate quietly.

Under the shade of trees in the dark, the three of them were not far apart. Yu Shanxinhu sent a voice to inform Mr. Pang and Xing Zhen about the information of the people in the courtyard. Of course, the two old men exchanged and discussed countermeasures with each other. Xing Zhen could only listen and had no ability to give opinions.

The middle-aged man in the gorgeous clothes is Tengmao, the head of the Teng family. The ordinary people have not entered the martial arts and spiritual practices. The old woman with crutches is a spiritual practice in the Fu family who worships Meng Tan, a spiritual practice in the Shendao realm.

The thin man is a worshiper of Jiang Hao, a Fengzhuan. The young man with a jade pendant on his waist is Fu's parents, Fu Xiaoyu, and his strength should be in the second realm of divine cultivation.

Mr. Pang carefully reminded: He personally dealt with the old woman Meng Tan, and Yu Shan dealt with the warrior Jiang Hao. Xing Zhen hid in the dark and was not allowed to act rashly. A small, divine cultivation level Fu Xiaoyu could not pose a threat to them.

Xing really wanted to object, but he couldn't send a message to Xinhu. Telling it directly would reveal his whereabouts, but he had no choice but to hold it in his hands.

Mr. Pang continued: Don’t rush to take action, see what they will do. Then observe carefully whether there are any hidden masters in the secret.

Yu Shan then sent a message: The Fu family and the Guo family are not good things, so they colluded with the government to do things that oppress the people. Their worships have often made friends with tigers, and they don’t have to show mercy in a while, so it’s best to kill them all.

Tengmao waved his hand and the servant immediately understood. He opened the two big boxes placed on the ground, and it was as if he was guessing. They were the old man selling candied haws and his granddaughter peach blossoms.

The two were tied up with cloth stuffed in their mouths. They sobbed and wanted to speak, but they couldn't speak language. Especially the old man, they didn't even have a whimpering sound.

Peach blossoms are young and have been stuffy in the big box for a long time, but they have no other discomfort except for shortness of breath. The old man selling candied haws is not so lucky. He is old and weak for a long time. He gets up and struggles for a few times before turning back into the big box.

The peach blossoms were crying like rain, and they struggled to jump out of the box to save the old man. However, the man was held down tightly and could not move at all.

Pang Lao Xinhu sent a message to Xing Zhen: Don’t be impulsive, the old man has been dead for a while. According to my observation, it should be before you see the big box being carried into the yard.

Just now, it was just a zombie fraud. Your impulse will affect your initiative in taking action. Remember not to act rashly.

Xing Zhen could not reply in words, so he nodded slightly to agree.

Tengmao approached the old man's box and kicked it twice and saw no movement. He cursed fiercely: The old ghost thing is cheaper, and you have not suffered much.

He turned to look at Taohua again, showed a pitiful look, and slowly walked back to the position just now. He turned to Fu Xiaoxiaoyu and said: Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, this time the Fu family went out to worship and helped me bring Taohua back to my family.

If it were my useless slaves, I heard that Taohua'er had a collusion with the bandits, so scared that her legs were weak.

According to the agreement, the gods should have a penny of money. This peach blossom is also given to the young master. Do you think it is necessary to interrogate the whereabouts of the bandits who rescued them first, or to deal with it by Mr. Fu first.

Fu Xiaoyu glanced at the old woman next to him and saw that the other party nodded casually. He immediately felt confident and said: Is this necessary? Of course, I will leave it to me first. After you asked, is it still a personal form? Can you still be able to see it?

Tengmao said: OK OK OK OK OK OK OK, it depends on Mr. Fu's arrangement, not a short time.

Then he clasped his fist at the thin man and said: "I have a good offering from Jiang, and I will give you the reward later. Do you see if you look here for a while or have other things to do?"

Jiang Hao narrowed his eyes and said: No hurry, the little beauty is very beautiful, I wonder if I, Jiang Hao, have a drink.

Teng Mao was embarrassed and looked at Fu Xiaoyu and Jiang Hao, not knowing how to answer.

On the contrary, Fu Xiaoyu didn't mind at all and laughed: It is the honor of the younger generation, and the honor is extremely great.

The two looked at each other and laughed, showing an expression you understand.

Before the laughter was over, a golden armored strongman more than three meters tall appeared out of thin air. With a rumbling sound, he would have been smashed to the ground. If the old woman Meng Tan had not been hiding quickly, she would have been smashed to death.

After the golden armored strongman who was more than three feet tall landed, the bluestone slab under his feet instantly cracked. The giant punched him without hesitation, and the golden fist was like the sun, and the bright night was shining brightly.

The fist was strong and he smashed the old woman who was caught off guard with one punch. He vomited blood and coughed and wheezed on the way. Before the old woman could land, another golden armored strongman appeared out of thin air.

It was still above the old woman. This time Meng Tan could not hide, and was smashed to the ground. The newly appeared golden armored strongman sat on the old woman, and smashed her fist with a millstone.

After a few punches, the old woman's face was twisted and deformed, but fortunately the old woman was not weak. She woke up after a brief circle and raised her hand and raised her crutch to block the dense fist like raindrops.

Otherwise, it would be a big joke. If the divine cultivator is a dignified god of the Divine Realm, he was beaten to death by a Jin family strongman sitting under his butt, it would definitely be a big joke if he spread it out. It would be a big joke. Shanze Ye cultivator is fine, but there is no sect or sect. If he is from a sect, he will be criticized by others.

This is the difference between fighting between divine cultivators, first attacking and then attacking.

The angry old woman shouted loudly, and the essence of the water around her gathered on the crutches. The golden crutches that were horizontally in front of her suddenly burst out with a torrent. They were like a waterfall that was impacting horizontally, roaring like thunder.

The huge impact almost cut the golden armored strongman in half, which shows how clever the old woman's magic is.

The old woman who had just gotten up and fell into danger again. Another giant came to kill her, and her fists kept roaring. As a lasting moment, she had no choice but to give up the opportunity to destroy the powerful golden armor that was bombed away.

Helplessly dealing with the enemy in front of him, the water wind Hongliu changed to a flash of water sword, leaving a transparent hole in front and back on the body of the golden armored hero.

Mr. Pang, who was hiding in the dark, never showed up. He kept making gestures in his hand, and the wind wrinkled in the calm night. Thick tornadoes were like a circling dragon, roaring with water swords that were rushing against the old woman.

When the first golden armored strongman appeared, Yu Shan also made some moves. There were two forged hammers the size of a head, which hit Jiang Hao without any bias. The sternum was broken and his face turned red. He was injured with a heavy blow.

The tall old man followed closely, grabbing the leaping casting hammer. The wheels roared and roared. It was really powerful, and it was no problem to open mountains and break rivers.

As for the servants of the Teng family, they were easily knocked away by the strong winds that Yu Shan stomped his feet and were not qualified to participate in such a battle at all.

The old man seemed to be old and weak on weekdays, but after swinging the forging hammer, he completely changed his personality. Yu Shan shouted: Look, the power of martial arts can be superimposed, just like the waves, one wave is stronger than the other.

The words were obviously to Xing Zhen in the dark, and the old man was also explaining it with practical purposes. Forging the hammer is like a storm, with one hammer being more ruthless than the other. Moreover, it is a purely lifeless style of fighting that goes forward and takes offense as the defense, but instead forces the opponent to have no chance to take action.

Jiang Hao, who was seriously injured, drew out his long sword to block the attack. It was pretty good at the beginning, and he was almost as good as the old man.

However, when Yu Shan's hammer was constantly superimposed, Jiang Hao retreated repeatedly and his arms were so sad that he was small. The long sword that had been following him had already been in touch with him.

It was actually whining by a forged hammer. After a round of sparks flew around, the sharp blade turned into a serration like teeth. The uneven gaps of large and small size were almost connected in a row.

Mars is mixed with Bengfei's sword ninja, which is in Jiang Hao's opinion. After the battle, the long sword is a waste. The reward for today's action is probably to buy a few Bengfei's Mars.

Besides, the tall old man seemed to not want him to leave alive. Whether he had the opportunity to buy a treasure knife was a bit difficult to say at the moment.

Xing Zhen was so obsessed with his eyes that he almost couldn't help but shout: Senior Yu, do you tell me how to have this superposition effect? ​​Just my brain allows me to comprehend it by myself. Isn't this a difficult thing?

As if he had a heart-to-heart relationship, Yu Shan was so excited that he shouted: The martial arts fetal buds in the meridians can produce martial arts heat flow. Before each battle, the martial arts fetal buds must be activated. The heat flow released by it will change from less to more, so that this kind of blow is stronger than the one blow.

You can also control the heat flow every time you punch, and leave a little. Leave a little less when you punch the second time. And so on, calculate and leave the allowance yourself. After reaching fullness, distribute the allowance from less to more to subsequent fists.

Xing was ashamed and said in his heart: Are you not afraid that Jiang Hao will learn and use it now?

Yu Shanguo was a real person, and he knew what Xing Zhen was thinking without saying. He comforted loudly: Don't worry, he has no chance anymore.

As expected, the hammer's strength was nearly twice that of the first hammer, and it was still increasing. His opponent Jiang Hao was suffering, and he could not see hope even if he wanted to escape.
Chapter completed!