"Bang".

Suddenly there was a tremor in the small street, and in the midst of this tremor. The young man on the back of Qianlihoof widened his eyes and looked at Fang Yi who was swinging his fist at Qianlihoof with a hint of mockery.

Others don't know, but how can he not know. Although Thousand Miles Hoof was just an ordinary first-order demon beast, this one was a little different.

This is the xenomorph among the xenomorphs carefully selected by their family from a bunch of mutated hooves.

Don't talk about anything else, let's talk about the combat power of this thousand miles of hooves. That's compared to a fourth-level Qi refining cultivator, but it's not too much to worry about.

Let's talk about Fang Yi in front of him, dressed in cyan cloth. Although people look clean and delicate, no matter how you look at it, they all look like loose cultivation.

A casual practice, and the age is not very old. Cultivation, don't think about it, it won't be strong!

"Boom".

The sound suddenly became louder, in the midst of this louder sound. The young man on the back of thousands of miles of hooves couldn't help but have a trace of panic in his eyes, stunned, and incredulous looking at everything that happened in front of him.

The fist, which didn't look big, slammed into Chisato's body again. Suddenly, a powerful divine power faintly felt like it was being pushed into the air.

The body is suddenly light, in this lightness. The young man who was still sitting on the back of a thousand miles of hooves before. Suddenly, the thousands of miles of hooves that he stepped under were hit into the air by Fang Yi's fist.

In a hurry, his face changed greatly, and the young man jumped up anxiously from the back of his hooves.

Hurriedly, panicked, flashed to the side.

As for the Thousand Miles Hoof, its situation is not as good as that of the youth.

The place where the beast's mouth was, at this moment, constantly flowing with red blood. Kong Wu's powerful feet, even in the collision with Fang Yi, were completely deformed, and they were not in shape at all.

"Bang".

The body finally fell from the sky, and the huge beast body, after landing, filled half of the street.

His eyes rolled, his face distorted, and the white foam at the corners of his mouth kept flowing out with blood. After a few breaths, I took a few quick breaths.

That's how Thousand Miles of Hoof died.

Looking at Fang Yi like a monster, not only the young man but also the other onlookers were already shocked by Fang Yi's terrifying divine power.

The combat power of thousands of miles of hooves is comparable to the fourth layer of qi refining, but because it is a demon beast. Therefore, in terms of pure physique, its physique is not weaker than that of a sixth-layer cultivator of qi refining!

But the young man and Fang Yi, who looked a little thin in front of him, easily killed Qianliho with just one punch. Looking at the way he looked, it was as if he had just made a move, and he didn't have to make any effort at all.

Humans compare their physique with monsters, and they can kill monsters with one punch. It's scary to think about!

At this time, the people around looked at Fang Yi, if it weren't for Fang Yi acting like a human being, there would be no trace of demonic energy between the shots. They all quickly regarded Fang Yi as the legendary cub of the Heavenly Beast who was born in human form.

"You, you are so daring, you don't know how to live or die, you dare to kill my Ye family's thousands of miles of hooves, don't you want to live?" The young man who came to his senses pointed at Fang Yi and yelled angrily.

"This street is not your house, and this city has its rules. You ride thousands of miles through the streets, with no regard for the lives of others. Your thousand-mile hoof, that will kill you if you kill it." Now that he has chosen to make a move, Fang Yi will not back down anymore.

"The life and death of others, do you mean yours, or those little kids." The young man pointed to the children, and pointed to the lower ones with great contempt.

"In my eyes, you can't compare to my hooves." glanced at Fang Yi, and the few children who were still crying, the young people were very disdainful.

"You can't compare with each other, what's the matter with me. If you like it, then hurry up and go home with the dead beast that is high up in your eyes. lest you be embarrassed here." Fang Yi replied to him, with his long-dead thousand miles of hooves.

It means that he is made of the same kind as his thousand miles of hooves.

"You, you ......". Hearing this, the young man's heart couldn't help but feel angry.

"Knock knock, knock knock".

"Young master, what happened, just now you rode thousands of miles of hooves and ran wildly, and you didn't suffer any injuries." At this moment, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, several people dressed as slaves ran from a distance as they spoke.

"This loose cultivator who doesn't know what to do dares to kill my thousand miles of hooves. Hurry up and kill this thing that doesn't know whether it's alive or dead." When the young men saw the slaves coming, their faces rejoiced. Immediately he was angry again, pointing at Fang Yi and speaking.

All of them turned around, and the servants heard the words of the young man. Sneered, he surrounded Fang Yi in the middle, leaving no way back for Fang Yi.

"It's a thing that doesn't know whether it's alive or dead. You dare to mess with our young master, do you know who our young master is? Our young master is the largest family in Fuhezhou, the second son of the head of the Ye family" looked at Fang Yi, a group of people were extremely disdainful, still looking at the hillbilly as if he was talking.

Gaze at it, the Ye family in Fuhezhou?

He really didn't know. However, since it dares to be called the largest family in a continent, it should not be weak if you think about it.

But if it's not weak, it's not weak, what does it have to do with him.

He has always had no scruples in doing things, and what he pursues is a clear conscience and a free world. The Ye family in Hezhou, this mansion, will be provoked if it is provoked.

"Boy, come and kowtow to us and our young master and beg for mercy. We and our young master are happy, and we may only abolish your cultivation and not take your life." A group of slaves surrounding Fang Yi continued condescendingly to Fang Yi.

In their eyes, although Fang Yi could kill thousands of miles of hooves with one punch. But it still can't be compared with them, not to mention that each of them has the strength to kill thousands of miles of hooves.

It is all the treasures in their hands, and they are confident in Fang Yi's intermediate cultivation. Definitely not.

"Do you want to kowtow so much? Okay, I'll do it later, and I'll fulfill you. Let you kowtow and kowtow enough". Fang Yi opened his voice-for-tat.

If these people make a move, then he will let these people understand. What are the consequences of daring to provoke yourself.

"I really don't know whether to live or die, do you think you can deal with us if you can kill thousands of miles of hooves? I'm going to break your bones and tear your jaw apart. Let you understand what will happen to you if you provoke us". A group of people listened to Fang Yi's words and immediately said angrily.

didn't care at all, and when he heard this, Fang Yi spoke: "You group of slaves, I'm embarrassed to say that I will anger you." I dare to move your master and provoke you to the end. Hehe, is it a joke? ”。

Fang Yi responded unceremoniously.

To be honest, he really doesn't care about these people. After that Yin Soul Sect disciple used such a powerful trick to make his combat power strong enough to defeat the strength of the seventh-layer Qi Refining Cultivator, he was not afraid.

The strongest cultivation of these people is only the fifth layer of qi refining, and the weakest is even only the fourth layer of qi refining. In the face of them, Fang Yi didn't have the slightest pressure, how could he care.

"You, you ......". Hearing Fang Yi's words, these people were a little speechless in annoyance.

"Whew, hmm".

In unison, these scattered cultivators each pulled out of the storage bag and took a handful of low-grade spiritual weapons.

looked at Fang Yi very proudly, in their eyes. With Fang Yi's identity as a poor cultivator, he would definitely not be able to have a low-grade spiritual weapon ...... of his own like them.