Wang Lie's heart shook violently: "Good guy! Not only is his strength amazing, but even his defense is ridiculously strong, and he also has the power of counterattack, I'm afraid I can't fight him!"

As the saying goes, "as soon as an expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one", as soon as Wang Liefu tried it, he knew that the other party's strength was extraordinary, and he was a hard bone to gnaw, even among martial artists.

"Grandson, you also eat me with a hammer!"

The fat man swung a giant hammer and smashed it on Wang Lie's head, with an astonishing momentum. Wang Lie didn't dare to take it hard, so he hurriedly dodged sideways, and the strong wind blew his cheeks painfully. The sledgehammer smashed on the ground, the sand and gravel splashed, making a loud noise, and a basin-like pit appeared, and the villagers of Gujing were all frightened, thinking that if this hammer hit people, they were afraid that they would be smashed into meat cakes on the spot.

The fat man said that it was a hammer, but in fact he did not stop, but smashed towards Wang Lie one after another. Wang Lie was shocked by his momentum, he didn't dare to take it hard at all, dodged left and right, kept retreating, but the hammer body was too large, and he was rubbed on his arm if he didn't pay attention to it, and suddenly half of his body was numb, and he couldn't exert his strength for a while.

The fat man smashed dozens of hammers in a row, but he didn't see panting, but Wang Lie's face was red and his breath was a little disordered, although he took the time to counterattack a few moves, and he also swept a stick on the fat man's leg again, but the fat man didn't have any, and the onslaught was still the same.

Although the fat man has enough strength and strong defense, he is weak in terms of speed and agility, and although he comprehensively suppresses the opponent, he can't win for a while. This guy seems to be stupid, but he is actually cunning, so he rolled his eyes, deliberately sold a flaw, pretended to use too much force, and the giant hammer was too late to retract, and the empty door in the middle was wide open. Wang Lie was deceived by the fat man, he didn't know if it was a fraud, so he poked the fat man's throat with all his might, this is the weakness of the human body, if he is poked, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

The fat man had been waiting for Wang Lie to take the bait, aiming at the long stick, and the left hand that had been prepared for a long time grabbed it fiercely, holding the stick tightly, his arms were far stronger than the other party, and the long stick was about to be stabbed in the throat, but it was grasped by his big hand, and he couldn't move forward at all.

Wang Lie screamed in his heart, wanted to withdraw the stick, but failed to do so, the stick body was clamped by a giant hand of the fat man, just slowed down, the fat man's other hand had already let go of the giant hammer, five fingers clenched, and a fierce punch hit Wang Lie's chest and abdomen, which immediately made Wang Lie's eyes straighten, and blood spurted on the spot.

The fat man was unforgiving, and he raised his leg and kicked Wang Lie in the stomach again. Wang Lie couldn't even hold the stick, he was kicked and flew several feet, he couldn't get up for half a day, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and his organs were beaten out of place.

When the villagers of Gujing saw this scene, they were all frightened and trembling, and they could no longer resist the mind.

The fat man threw the long stick casually, picked up his giant hammer, and strode to Wang Lie's side, without saying a word, he picked it up with a hammer, and smashed Wang Lie's head to pieces, red and white splashed everywhere, miserable.

For this bloody scene, the fat man laughed wildly, like a demon, and his eyes scanned the trembling villagers with murderous eyes.

Wang Lie's long stick was thrown a few feet away by the fat man, and rolled down the ground drippingly, just in front of the dirty young man who looked like a beggar under the low tree in the distance, the young man glanced at it, and there was no expression on his face, and when he stretched out his foot, the long stick fell into his hand, and then he stood up slowly.

The fat man didn't notice the inconspicuous dirty young man at all, he turned to the village, waved his hammer, and laughed wildly: "Rob! Take what you see valuable, and kill whoever gets in the way!"

The bandits cheered and rushed towards the village like wolves and tigers, and the villagers were silent like cicadas, how dare they stop them, and they avoided the corners one by one, not daring to say anything.

As the leader, the fat man was too lazy to do anything, so he stood at the entrance of the village and watched his subordinates rush into the village proudly, and waited for the bandits to finish looting and then go home.

Suddenly, the fat man smiled, and suddenly felt the wind howling in the back of his head, and before he could make an evasive move, he was hit in the back of the head by an object, and his head immediately roared, and he fell to the ground like a dog eating.

"Who is it?" the fat man shouted, stood up, and without thinking, swept behind him with a hammer, but did not touch anything.

The fat man endured the great pain, turned his head and turned around, and saw an unkempt young man in dirty clothes holding a long stick in his hand, grinning at his gaze.

The fat man looked reckless, but his brain was not stupid, so he didn't do it immediately, but quickly took a few steps back to open the distance, and looked at the attacking young man with angry eyes.

The sand bandits who had just rushed into the village and were about to plunder heard the shouts of the leader, and they all stopped and looked over, and the panicked villagers also looked this way, and saw a beggar-like young man holding a stick and looking at the fat man with a smile, and the latter held a hammer in one hand and covered the back of his head with the other, and blood was faintly spilled from his fingers.

No one saw the scene of the boy's sneak attack with their own eyes, but they could vaguely guess what was happening, and the sand bandits turned back and gathered behind the fat man, raising their blades one after another, waiting for the leader to give an order, and they were about to step forward and break the beggar boy's body into ten thousand pieces.

The fat man spread out his palm, glanced at the blood stained on his hands, his little eyes dripped, and he secretly thought to himself: This kid must be very human, he can walk behind me quietly, so that I don't have a trace of awareness, and that stick is extremely powerful, it shook my head and hung the color on the spot, if it weren't for my cultivation of Jin Gang refining body for many years, I have already practiced a copper skin and iron bones, this stick is afraid that I will not want my old life?

Seeing that the leader had not spoken for a long time, the bandits were a little confused, so one of the sand bandits stood up first and scolded: "Stinky boy, don't you want to die?

As soon as the sand bandit spoke, he didn't wait for the fat man's order, he waved the knife and wanted to cut, but he raised the steel knife, and before he could cut it out, he saw the shadow of the stick flashing in front of him, and he received a heavy blow to the head, and immediately rolled his eyes, his body fell softly, and blood gushed out from his forehead, staining the red sand, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"How is that possible?"

"One stick and let go of Ma Laosi?"

"What a quick stick!"

"Accurate and ruthless, a master!"

Shicai's stick was so fast that none of the bandits, including the fat man, could see it clearly, and they were all shocked, and they whispered one after another, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

Most of the villagers watching from a distance showed surprises when they saw this scene, and they intuitively felt that this very young beggar boy was even more powerful than Wang Lie, who had just been killed, and couldn't help but regard him as a savior. However, some other villagers were very worried, thinking that even if this young man was powerful, he could not defeat four hands with two fists, and in the end, he was afraid that he would still be more than lucky.

The fat man pointed at the beggar boy with a bloody finger and shouted, "Where did you come from?"

The young man walked around the corpses on the ground, took a few steps closer to the bandits, and grinned: "You don't care where I come from, even if you are unlucky when you meet the master, take this opportunity to move your muscles and bones and eliminate harm for the people!"

As soon as these words came out, all kinds of expressions on the faces of the bandits, some were disdainful, some were angry, some were indifferent, some were ridiculed, and they did not wait for the leader's orders, they each stepped forward to surround the young man in the center, and their blades came out together, all with the same thought in their hearts: "The little fart boy who has not grown all the hair, how powerful can he be?" Now he is alone, and when the swords and guns are all out at that time, I don't believe that he can withstand it!"

The young man held a stick in one hand, surrounded by a group of fierce and vicious strong men, without the slightest panic on his face, and did not take this group of bandits in his eyes at all.

The fat man showed a fierce look on his face, waved his big hand, and all the bandits under him got the order, and they waved their knives and bayonets one after another, and each greeted the young man from different directions.

The boy naturally will not sit still, the fat man just waved his hand, before the bandits had time to act, he had already moved first, the small body was extremely fast, and he flew forward in an instant, and he arrived in front of the fat man, while lightly avoiding several incoming blades, a stick was picked up to the fat man's crotch from the bottom to the top, and the fat man was so frightened that he quickly closed his knees, and dangerously sandwiched the front end of the long stick between the fat of his legs.

"What a fast stick method, such a ruthless method, if the fat man reacts slowly, he will cut off his children and grandchildren!"

The fat man was frightened and couldn't help but secretly rejoice, although his Jin Gang refining body had amazing defense, there were also several cover doors that could not be practiced, and his eyes, throat, crotch, etc. were all in it, and he was hit hard, either dead or injured.

The long stick was desperately clamped by the fat man's legs, embedded in the fat and could not be pulled out for a while, the young man quickly turned into a two-handed stick, sat on the horse with a heavy waist, and used his skill to pick it up, it was the trick "moving mountains and reclamation" demonstrated by Wang Lie not long ago, and he forced the big fat man with amazing weight to fly into the air with a hammer, and then quickly slid through the fat man's body, not only avoiding the attacks on the left and right and the rear, but also rushing out of the encirclement from the gap.

"Bang!"

The fat man's huge body fell solidly to the ground, falling to the ground, raising a large amount of dust, obviously not good at light body kung fu.

"Stinky boy, Lao Tzu slaughtered you!" the fat man scolded angrily and got up from the ground, brandished a sledgehammer and rushed towards the young man, before he could get closer, he saw a heavy stick in front of him, and his body was in pain, and he had already been hit by a stick, and he was repulsed by those who had just rushed up.

This stick shocked the fat man, you must know that he has been refining his body for many years, and he is very good at defense, and it is difficult for ordinary attacks to hurt him, and it is difficult to even make him feel pain, but this kid's stick method is not only fast, but also very ruthless, not only makes the fat man feel unbearable, but the strength of the stick can even make the fat man stand unsteadily, staggering back, this strength has obviously greatly exceeded the level of ordinary martial artists, and even the fat man who is born with brute strength is afraid.

It's hard to imagine that such a little boy whose body has not yet grown and whose head is only up to the chest of an adult would have such great strength, it is simply a freak!