The bandit named Wang Chen looked at the oncoming big knife and avoided it as soon as he turned around. There was a cold glow from his knife, and it was aimed at the young man's head.

Boom! The knife falls, and the person flies. Wang Chen was beaten out by a strong force, smashing a wall. It was Wind Feather who shot. A bandit next to him saw that his accomplice was wounded, and rushed over with a knife.

Feng Yu popped out a few bursts of energy, piercing his legs, and the bandit immediately fell to the ground.

"Who are you, dare to meddle with the affairs of our Seven Evil Sects?" the leader said tentatively when he saw that Feng Yu was also a monk.

The villagers next to him trembled visibly when they heard the name, and many of the villagers' hands trembled a little when they held weapons. The three words Seven Evil Doors have given them too many painful experiences.

"The one who is in charge of injustice!" "Wind Feather rushed to the leader's horse like lightning and kicked it with a thunderous kick. The leader was kicked out with his men and horses, and he didn't see that he could survive.

Feng Yu didn't want to say more than half a word to this kind of scumbag, anyway, he was going to kill people.

The cultivators who had cultivated in the middle stage of Qi Gathering were now completely vulnerable in front of Feng Yu. Some of the bandits next to him saw that the boss was dead, and they quickly dispersed. Feng Yu sneered, this is the nature of the rabble.

The villagers on the side hurriedly chased after them, they had been oppressed by this group of thieves for too long. The hatred for them is blatant. Feng Yu also chased after him, did good things to the end, and sent the Buddha to the west.

They all helped this group of villagers kill one person, and it doesn't hurt to kill a few more. Besides, they had just moved out of their own sect. If there are fish left behind, they will definitely come in the future, it is better to do it once and for all.

He burst out several bursts of energy one after another, and several bandits rolled off their horses in response. The cultivation of these bandits is not in the stream, but the mounts they ride are all good breed horses, and they run fast.

A few others ran away and were almost gone. The Dao power on Feng Yu's body flowed and flew into the air.

The Void Palm turned into a long dragon and pounced on the bandits. The lightning flashed, and the bandits turned into charred corpses.

After doing all this, Wind Feather returned to the village again. This time, the treatment he received was obviously different, and some villagers enthusiastically served him tea and water, and greeted him.

The old man who looked like the village chief suddenly said, "Let's knock together to thank Engong for his great kindness!"

After saying that, they knelt down together and kowtowed to Feng Yu. Feng Yu had never seen such a battle, and was busy supporting the old man. And said, "You don't need to be polite, I'm just doing my part." ”

After a few excuses and courtesies, Feng Yu finally let these villagers get up. This village is called Caotou Village, and the old man's name is Li Xing, who is the head of this village.

But this village is located in a remote area, and it is often plagued by demons and bandits. Their days were miserable.

"Then why is your incense table dedicated to the throne of the Western Archangel Gabriel? This is a question that Feng Yu wants to ask.

"There's nothing we can do!"

It turned out that the village could not bear the bandits for many years and reported it to Dongqin City several times. But there has been no response.

What chilled them was that there were some officials in the city who colluded with the bandits here to poison the people. Not long ago, a group of youkai attacked their village.

The monks of the Western Holy See saved them. Then they were given the shrine and worshipped.

Feng Yu was shocked in his heart, the dignified people of the East actually wanted the people of the Western Continent to take action to protect him. No wonder he was hated by the villagers when he first came over.

"Feng Engong, or. Let's make a god for you, too. We pray for you day and night!" Li Xing saw that Feng Yu cared about the matter of the divine position, so he made such a suggestion.

"Yes, yes, yes! Feng Engong's great kindness is hard to repay! Build him a god seat!"

This wind has a big head, he is not a dead man, what kind of god does he want. Feng Yu waved his hand, "Don't use it, there's no need for this." ”

"It's necessary! If it weren't for your timely appearance today, we would be dead now.

Feng Yu didn't expect the villagers here to be so simple, so he had to say, "In our place, the god seat is for the dead. It is taboo for the living. ”

"Ahh so as not to cause trouble to Eun Gong. Li Xingdao.

"Look at Engong's young age and dignified appearance. I wonder if I have a family?" asked an old man.

"This. There is a marriage contract in the family. Feng Yu's heart tightened and he spoke. He's only seventeen years old now, and he's in the prime of his life.

The old man's eyes flashed, "That means we're not married yet." I have a granddaughter, do you want to think about it?"

A petite and delicate girl next to her glanced at Feng Yu and buried her head, her cheeks flushed.

Hearing this, Feng Yu choked himself directly on the tea he had just drunk in his mouth. Feng Yu shook his head and said, "The family has a marriage contract, so you can't refuse." "So far, Feng Yu can only explain it like this.

"Eun Gong. My little girl can be small. The old man laughed.