"The White Moon Demon Clan! It's the White Moon Demon Clan!"

The fierce man in yellow was shocked and calmed down, thinking to himself: "This child is actually a member of the Baiyue tribe. After being arrested, he was sold to a wealthy family in the capital. At least a few hundred taels of silver, so he should not let it go!"

He was bewitched by greed. Although this evil man felt that Wang Foer was terrifying, he thought that he was only six or seven years old and what could he do? He immediately rushed forward to him and wanted to capture him.

Although Aunt Yan's breath was gone, she grabbed the hind legs of Fengma Beast with her hands. Fengma Beast's four hooves were covered in blood. Wang Fo'er had a crack of grudges and only one thing in her eyes was the head of the fierce man in yellow.

The Central Plains and Shenzhou fought repeatedly with the Western Di, and both sides had the tradition of plundering many people and becoming slaves. The man in yellow saw Wang Foer running at a speed that was not inferior to the wind and horse beasts, and knew that the White Moon Demon Clan had always been boasting about his actions like the wind, so he was fully focused and afraid that Wang Foer would run away.

Both sides rushed quickly. Just as they were about to approach, Wang Foer's speed suddenly increased rapidly in the eyes of the fierce man in yellow. His small body bounced on the ground and disappeared from his sight.

Then a small fist expanded rapidly in his eyes and headed straight to the door.

Because he wanted to capture Wang Foer alive, the fierce man in yellow put the spear behind him, so he had no time to use it. He could only reach out and block it. When both sides connected the fists and palms, Wang Foer's hand was too small and his fists were deeply trapped in the other party's palms.

The fierce man in yellow cried in his heart. Although he had practiced some kung fu and was not weak, the cold and cold energy coming from his palm was far beyond his imagination. A thought suddenly arose in his heart and shouted: "Is this the ten directions of frozen demon path?"

Kaka! The sound is crisp.

This is the last thought of the evil man in yellow in the world. Whether his soul has the luck of Wang Foer, it is not known wherever he travels. However, his body presents an extremely crystal clear texture.

In just one moment, his entire body was frozen into an ice sculpture by Wang Foer's cold true energy. The subsequent powerful force caused the human-shaped ice sculpture to shatter and shook it into pieces.

In a fit of anger, Wang Foer had no scruples in taking action, using the most taboo thing in the Wu family to fight hard. Although he killed the evil man in yellow with one blow, he was not feeling well himself. He had already sprayed a mouthful of blood in the air, and his internal organs were greatly shocked.

However, as soon as he landed, he climbed up and rushed towards his already cold body. The wind horse beast, which had its upper body frozen and was still struggling, stopped in front of him and was slashed on his neck with his palm. The horse's head immediately flew out, fell to the ground, and cracked into several pieces.

"Mom!"

He never regarded this woman as a relative, but at this moment, Wang Foer willingly shouted out this title. As he cried, he kept spitting out blood foam from his mouth, and the injuries he had just suffered a little aggravated at this moment.

Seeing that Sister Yan was dead and holding a horse's leg with her hands, Wang Fo'er was sad and suddenly cried and her voice hoarsely passed.

The horse hooves were particularly loud. More than ten big men in yellow came out of Yanggu County. Wang Foer just now killed people, and they could see clearly in the city. The army of the Western Di demon clan was ravaged and shouted that Mu Yuanzhi, the governor of Muyang who guarded Lingzhou, Yanzhou and Qianzhou, was killed, and the army under his jurisdiction was also swallowed by the other two major military governors. With Xiqi and Huaiyang, the two major military governors led their troops to retreat, and the boundary of Lingzhou became a vacuum of power. Lingzhou Mu Dongfang Shuoming had only some local armed forces and could not completely control the six counties and twenty-two counties under his jurisdiction.

The King of Daliang, who had taken the opportunity to rebel, sent out dozens of troops. He knew that the six counties had a large population and some guardian troops, so he did not dare to go and start, but occupied some counties and towns that were already as empty as an empty city.

This bandit soldier was a team of soldiers led by Chi Changfeng, a leader of the King of Daliang.

Chi Changfeng was shocked when he saw Wang Foer's bravery just now.

Although he led more than ten subordinates out of the city at this moment, he was a little uneasy.

"The five major demon clans in Xidi, the White Moon demon clan is the most difficult to deal with. They are as fast as the wind and run at an extraordinary speed. That's fine. Just now, this little child could actually kill Qi Liulang, who was under my command with one punch. It must be the ten most untold secrets of the Western royal clan, and the vicious kung fu in the ten directions of the frozen demon path. Those who understand these kung fu must not be ordinary demon clans, and maybe there is still some power behind them..."

Wang Foer suddenly looked up and looked at the more than ten thieves running. He was so angry that he could not calm down. He only had the word "kill" that he could not go in front of him. At this time, he had forgotten that he did not know much skill. After learning the twelve beast-shaped techniques, he forgot behind his head. He put down Aunt Yan's body and strode towards Chi Changfeng and others to welcome him.

"Ye! You know, we are soldiers under the King of Daliang, and we will surrender without being left alone."

He was obviously just a six or seven-year-old child, and Chi Changfeng thought to himself that even if Wang Foer had practiced some kung fu, how much could he have entered? He would never be the enemy of his marksmanship that he had been immersed in for more than ten years.

But Chi Changfeng was a little timid.

Wang Foer looked up coldly and looked at Chi Changfeng. He was just an ordinary college student in his past, and he could bravely help the girl who was robbed by more than a dozen gangsters. Naturally, he was not a timid person.

Now he was shocked by Aunt Yan's death. This woman turned around to face the bandits for a child who had nothing to do with her, which made Wang Foer forget how to write the word "fear". Now he wants to kill all these cruel and inhumane bandits.

With a low growl, Wang Foer bowed and exerted force, bounced high from the ground, and smashed Chi Changfeng's head with both fists. He just used this move to kill the yellow-clad thief, and naturally used the familiar attack mode again.

Chi Changfeng is naturally not comparable to Qi Liulang, his skills are much higher. Seeing Wang Foer jumping into the air, he smiled in his heart, but let go of his thoughts, with a spear on his hand, he didn't want to kill anyone, and stabbed Wang Foer in the thigh. He just wanted to capture this child, just like Qi Liulang thought, the intelligent child of the Baiyue Demon Clan sold a lot of silver in the rich family.
Chapter completed!