"No one is allowed to bully her!"

The young man opened his arms and vigorously protected the little girl behind him, his handsome face looked a little immature, but his eyes were full of determination.

As soon as the boy's words came out, a mocking laugh rang out in the streets of the town.

"Lin Feng, you waste! You can't even protect yourself, and you still want to protect others?"

"Waste is waste, just like your father. You also want to learn how to be a hero and save beauty? haha!"

"Others are heroes saving beauty, Lin Feng is a bear saving a little beggar, haha!"

"Lin Feng, I've been beaten less in the past few days, isn't it itchy skin? Get out of the way quickly, otherwise we're welcome!"

The piercing laughter fell on Lin Feng's ears, making the young man's face flush slightly. He clenched his immature fists hard, his lips pursed tightly, and his eyes flickered with a slight coldness when he looked at several teenagers of the same age, but he stood there without retreating.

"Big brother, I'm afraid!" a timid voice came from behind him.

"Don't be afraid! I'm here, it's fine. Lin Feng turned his head and patted the little girl's head gently.

The little girl looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, with shabby clothes, a dark face, and only a pair of eyes that were extremely bright. She held a broken bowl with a notch, indicating that she was a beggar.

The little girl's clothes had a lot of traces of saliva, and there was a big bag swollen at the corner of her forehead, which was the masterpiece of these small town teenagers in front of Lin Feng.

Listening to Lin Feng's words, the little girl let out a "hmm" and reached out to hold the corner of Lin Feng's clothes tightly.

This scene made a few small town teenagers chasing the little beggars for fun even more annoyed.

"Lin Feng, let me ask you again, do you want to get out of the way?" shouted a slightly chubby teenager led by him.

"Wang Hu, with me today, don't even think about bullying her!" Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and he said word by word.

"It seems that you really have itchy skin! Call me!" Wang Hu shouted angrily.

"Look at me!"

A young man came out in response and punched Lin Feng in the chest, which actually brought out the sound of whirring wind!

This seemingly ordinary small-town boy turned out to be not weak!

"Humph!"

Lin Feng gritted his teeth hard, stomped on the ground suddenly, his back tightened like a long bow, and he swung out a punch with all his might, drawing a strange arc from his armpit, facing the young man's fist!

In terms of the subtlety of the moves, Lin Feng's punch was many times stronger than the young man opposite!

"Click!"

After a crisp sound, Lin Feng's face turned pale and he took half a step back.

His fists trembled slightly, and he couldn't clench them anymore, and he didn't know that a few of his finger bones had been broken by the other party!

"What a crap!"

The young man on the opposite side slowly withdrew his fist, with a smug look on his face.

"Hahaha!"

Wang Hu and the others laughed even louder: "Lin Feng, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I haven't made any progress!"

"What's the use of light and fists?"

"The guy who can't even practice the first weight of the Tiger Fist still wants to fight us!"

"Haha, it's funny, laughing to death!"

Looking at the unbridled laughter of several teenagers of the same age, a bitter smile also appeared on Lin Fengqingjun's little face.

Three years ago, when Wang Hu and the others saw themselves, they all had to respectfully call Young Master Lin Feng, and the expression on their faces was so humble. And now, these same people are acting so arrogantly in front of themselves!

Are you really a waste, can't you even practice the first weight of Tiger Boxing?

Three years ago, I was the only one in the town who practiced Tiger Shape Boxing to the fourth level!

The most likely person in the town to be chosen, and the one who joined the Xuanjia Heavy Rider of the Luoyun Sect was himself!

However, since three years ago......

Shaking his head slightly, Lin Feng stood up straight, raised his head to look at Wang Hu, and said firmly: "What kind of ability is a group of people bullying a little girl! With me Lin Feng here, you will never be allowed to bully her!"

"Hehe! What a big breath! We won't bully her today, we'll bully you!" Wang Hu sneered and slammed a punch at Lin Feng, and there was a faint sound of tiger roaring in the fist!

As the leader of this group of teenagers, Wang Hu's tiger-shaped fist has been practiced to the second level, and this punch has a full strength of five hundred catties, which already has a hint of tiger might!

Lin Feng pursed his lips tightly, a trace of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and his fists swung out at the same time, smashing at Wang Hu fiercely!

"Peng!"

A trace of blood appeared from the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and his body flew out upside down, falling heavily to the ground!

"Make you nosy!"

"Beat him!"

Several other teenagers rushed up, and their fists and feet came out to greet Lin Feng.

They are the same age as Lin Feng, they are all thirteen or fourteen years old, and they have been practicing Tiger Shape Fist for a few years, and they are all at the level of Tiger Shape Fist one or two.

Wang Hu and the others chased this strange little beggar today, but because they were extremely bored, they threw stones at the little girl and spit on them, they were disturbed by Lin Feng, and under the annoyance in their hearts, they were ruthless, and soon Lin Feng's ribs were broken several times, and he lay on the ground unable to move.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and didn't snort, a trace of fierceness appeared on Qingjun's face, staring at Wang Hu deadly.

"Stop fighting, please don't fight! Stop fighting!" cried the little girl beside her.

"Lin Feng, call grandpa, call grandpa, I'll spare you today!" Wang Hu laughed.

"Phew!" Lin Feng spat out a mouthful of bloody red phlegm, his eyes were full of angry flames, and there was a faint contempt, "If it was three years ago, would you dare?"

"I'll see how long you can hold on! Do you think you're still the genius of the famous Blackstone Town three years ago? Hit me hard!" Wang Hu was annoyed and angry, and kicked Lin Feng's body again.

"Don't fight! you're going to beat him to death!" cried the little beggar beside him.

"Hurry, run, run!" Lin Feng gasped, forcibly held back the pain like a heart, and shouted at the little girl.

"Big brother, I'm not leaving!" the little girl cried, tears streaming down her cheeks, diluting the dust off her face and revealing a little of her skin.

"Click!"

The sound of horses' hooves sounded suddenly, and the ground shook violently like a storm. More than a dozen heavily armored horses flew in from afar, rushing into the streets of the town.

The knights on the horse were all wearing black heavy armor, wearing metal masks, and the scarlet cloaks on their backs fluttered, exuding a strong bloody atmosphere, and the eyes under the masks were even more cold as ice!

Beneath them, the horses were covered in heavy black armor covered with vicious spikes. And on top of their armor, there are dense spikes at the joints, flashing with a cold light!

Such a knight is simply a mobile killing machine!

"The Xuanjia Heavy Rider of the Falling Cloud Sect!"

The people on the street hurriedly avoided the roadside, looking at this small group of knights with awe, but there was also a little envy in the depths of their eyes......

Xuanjia Heavy Riding is the most noble existence in this land!

Even these men in Blackstone Town had the dream of joining the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry and glorifying the lintel when they were young!

However, in order to become the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry of the Luoyun Sect, the conditions are too harsh, and not everyone's Tiger Shape Fist can be practiced to the fourth level, reaching the minimum level of joining the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry.

Men with disillusioned hopes can only hide their dreams deep in their hearts, and the Xuanjia Heavy Rider of the Falling Cloud Sect can only meet them once a year when taxes are levied!

This small group of Xuanjia heavy horses rushed to a group of teenagers on the corner of the street, and immediately the riders gently pulled the reins of their horses, and more than a dozen heavily armored war horses stood up, and stopped in unison, their movements extremely chic.

Wang Hu and the others were already stunned, where could they still care about besieging Lin Feng, and their fiery eyes fell on the shining armor of the knight on the horse.

They are all still young, they have not yet experienced the test of the Falling Cloud Sect, and their dreams of becoming Xuanjia Heavy Riders have not yet been completely shattered, and these knights are the idols in their hearts.

The knight at the head was a burly man, with a particularly heavy armor, and his horse was a head taller than the mounts of the other knights, and he stood there as if he were a mountain. The knight's body exuded an incomparably rich bloody aura, and he obviously didn't know how many life-and-death battles he had experienced.

The fiery gaze of all the teenagers fell on this knight captain, even Lin Feng was no exception.

Becoming a member of the Xuanjia Heavy Rider and experiencing the life of blood and fire was originally Lin Feng's dream. Although this dream is already unrealizable......

The knight captain's gaze was as sharp as a knife, sweeping around the faces of several teenagers, and suddenly the horsewhip waved, turning into a misty whip shadow in the sky, and slashed towards Wang Hu and the others!

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The sound of the leather whip entering the flesh sounded like a torrential rain, and Wang Hu and several people couldn't dodge, and they were heavily whipped on their bodies by the horse whip, and three deep whip marks appeared on each of them!

The whip marks on the bodies of several teenagers were exactly the same, and the parts and strength were all extremely good, showing the knight's superb power control ability. One of the whip marks is deeply imprinted on the face!

A half-inch-deep blood mark appeared on Wang Hu's slightly chubby face, and blood gushed out, looking extremely terrifying. And the other teenagers were the same, and the blood instantly stained the placket red!

Several teenagers endured the pain and didn't even dare to scream, even Wang Hu was no exception.

"A few of you, deprive you of the qualifications to join the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry!" the knight captain snorted under his visor as he waved his blood-stained whip.

When Wang Hu and the others heard this, their faces suddenly turned pale!

Joining the Xuanjia Heavy Rider of the Falling Cloud Sect is the dream of every boy in Blackstone Town. It's a slim dream, but it's not impossible. However, today their dreams have been ruthlessly deprived!

But no one dares to say anything, Blackstone Town is the territory of the Luoyun Sect, and if you ride the Xuanjia Heavy Horse here, it will be the law!

At this time, if you open your mouth to tell the difference, there is only one dead end. At such a moment, who dares to joke with their lives?

The knight glanced indifferently at Lin Feng who was lying on the ground, and bowed slightly to the little beggar beside Lin Feng on the horse: "Miss!"

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