Fang Ze quickly approached the mountain pass.

He is not far from the way where the people move at night.

All kinds of voices that couldn't be heard too far away had already sounded more clearly in Fang Ze's ears.

Listening to the occasional words or two of the people in action, Fang Ze's heart moved slightly, and his expression was also a little surprised.

Although they were only a few words, Fang Ze had a vague sense of familiarity, as if he could understand part of it.

This is quite a surprise.

When Fang Ze was about to fill up the circular marks on his chest and go around for a week, he thought about this problem, that is, what would happen when he went to other worlds, and he made corresponding preparations.

Now it seems that the situation is much better than expected.

Although Fang Ze couldn't understand all the words of the people who were walking in the narrow road, he felt quite familiar, somewhat similar to the dialect of the Great Zhou Wu County in the Tianzhou Realm.

This is not surprising, after all, in the record, the other micro-universes, the Zhongyu world, were originally one with the Tianzhou realm, and the language may have been derived from each other, but the source is roughly the same, and it is not unusual to feel a little familiar at this time.

Although there are still differences between this language and the Wujun dialect, it is roughly the same language family, and it is not difficult to learn to understand it with a little care.

Over the years, Fang Ze has traveled all over the Great Zhou, coupled with his strong spirit and excellent memory, he can speak two sentences in various local dialects of the Great Zhou, so he learned more things because of his interest, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Seeing that the language barrier was not big, Fang Ze felt a little more at ease in his heart.

At this time, he was almost close to the middle of the ridge, and his pace slowed down a little.

He was going to get in touch with the people of the place, to familiarize himself with the language, and to see if he could get some news.

Fang Ze looked into the narrow passage, planning to find someone who looked like a businessman, a wealthy man, or a scholar or something.

This is not for other reasons, but in such an era, the level of news where ordinary farmers and ordinary people are located is too low, first, there is not enough news to know, and second, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

And merchants, wealthy and well-read, are generally better informed and more accurate.

When Fang Ze was observing, there was a sudden commotion from the pass.

Fang Ze looked sideways, and saw that on the pass not far away, a caravan pulled by oxen was stopped by five strong men, and the ox cart was driven by an old man of about fifty years old.

After the car was stopped, the old man jumped out of the car and wanted to reason with the strong men, but he didn't say a few words, and was pushed to the ground.

The curtain of the caravan opened, and a man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, who looked polite and scholarly, got out of the car, and when he saw the old man who was pushed to the ground, he seemed to be a little angry, but he still tried to restrain himself and reason with the strong man.

But before he could say a word, suddenly a strong man showed a short knife to untie his wrist, and the scholar suddenly changed color, and his speech was incoherent, and he was also pushed to the ground after a while.

The two strong men wanted to get into the ox cart as if they were looking for something, and as soon as they opened the curtain, they heard a woman screaming and a child crying.

Instead of stopping, the strong man who lifted the curtain laughed loudly and in a rather obscene tone.

The scholar was suddenly anxious and wanted to break free and stand up, but he was trampled on the chest by a strong man and couldn't move, and the scholar was trampled on the ground, unable to struggle, and could only cry out in pain.

However, although some of the people around wanted to help, they saw the strong man with a short knife holding a knife and gesturing around, and some of the young people watching may have a look of righteous indignation on their faces, but they did not dare to step forward after all.

The woman screamed even more, and was pulled out of the car by two strong men, the scholar's face was red, and he still shouted, but there was a trace of despair in his voice.

Seeing this, Fang Ze shook his head slightly.

A soft sigh.

He was in a flowing figure and walked towards the place where the incident had occurred.

Between breaths, Fang Ze had already passed through the mountains and forests and came to the place where the pass was.

At this time, the people's attention was attracted by the ox cart, but no one saw how Fang Ze came over.

Reaching the edge of the forest and the pass, Fang Ze slowed down, and then deliberately snorted coldly.

"Humph!"

This hummed lightly, with true qi, and at the same time there was a little bit of sonic gong in it.

The sound was not loud, but everyone present felt as if their hearts had been beaten, and Qi Qi's heart was suddenly shocked, and at the same time, the cold snort kept echoing in his mind, and he couldn't stop it.

In an instant, everyone present couldn't help but look back.

I saw Fang Ze walking out of the forest slowly, his face was cold, and he couldn't see his joy or anger.

The cold snort just now was still echoing in the eyes of everyone at this time, not only the onlookers, but also the five violent strong men, as well as the harassed woman, and even the scholar who was trampled on the ground, couldn't help but look at it.

Fang Ze walked forward slowly, he was not angry and arrogant, under the divine power just now, the people in front of him unconsciously hurriedly made a way.

In front of Fang Ze were the five violent people.

Seeing Fang Ze come out, the expression of the thug who was still smiling and committing violence just now changed, and he seemed to be a little confused.

They spoke, their tone was quick and fast, and with a hint of intimidation, they also brandished short knives in front of Fang Ze.

"They're trying to scare me off?"

In Fang Ze's heart, there was some ridicule.

The five strong men in front of him are quite majestic, and they also carry short knives, and their clothing materials are better than those of the surrounding people, and they use low-grade black satin, but they are satin after all.

This kind of behavior, Fang Ze guessed that it was the middle and low level of the gang.

Looking at the pace of action, there should still be some martial arts.

It's just that their strength, not to mention the Nine Transformations of the Flesh Realm, may not even be able to reach the Qi Storage, that is, they can roughen the fists and feet of some low-level martial arts professors.

With such strength, he is actually intimidating Fang Ze?

Fang Ze couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"Chirp crooked."

Fang Ze said.

Seeing that Fang Ze was not frightened away, the strong man with the knife showed a fierce look on his face, he suddenly roared, and rushed towards Fang Ze with the knife.

Seeing this, Fang Ze shook his head slightly.

"Let's punish you."

"Don't use true qi, don't use moves, just use physical strength, feel how powerful people like this world are."

"Try to be careful, try to use a little less force, and keep it down, after all, I just came to this world, and I don't know the situation yet, so it's not good to start too heavy."

Fang Ze still had plenty of time to think about this.

The strong man with the knife had already rushed in front of him at this time.

Fang Ze couldn't stand it anymore.

The person in front of him, Fang Ze was no longer able to look at the other party with the eyes of a martial arts person, this person's moves were full of weaknesses and flaws everywhere, which made people feel helpless not knowing where to start.

Subconsciously, Fang Ze kicked out.

This kick is directly aimed at the weakest and most flawed place of the opponent.

After years of practicing martial arts, Fang Ze has developed a habit of kicking at the opponent's biggest flaw with any kick.

He used as little force as possible, as restrained as possible, and the force he used was almost just a little light.

The next moment.

"Bang!"

Fang Ze kicked the strong man with the knife in the chest.

The strong man was directly kicked and flew up, crossed an arc in the air, and was kicked into the forest eight or nine meters away.