"Hahahaha, am I Liu's son strong!?" In front of the two villages, the clan elders with gloomy faces laughed heartily.

At the foot of the East Mountain, the originally noisy wasteland was silent for a while, and after a while, noisy shouting and scolding resumed.

However, because of Liu Cang's explosive drinking, the other party's shouting was no longer neat, and the two sides were scolding and coaxing, and no one could hear the specifics clearly.

Liu Bei's ears were ringing and buzzing, Liu Cang's voice was really loud, seeing that the rhythm of the other party was disrupted, Lou Sang Qingzhuang jumped hard here, and the old people in front of the battle watched Liu Cang from afar, quite satisfied.

The clan elder is satisfied: Xuande's body and bones are okay, but he is less domineering.

"Ding, your reputation in the East Village has increased, karma +0.1." A long-lost system prompt sounded in his ears, and Liu Cang, who was struggling to shake off Liu Bei's drag, was stunned and settled.

Liu Cang is very familiar with Dongcun, and most people over there also know him, for so many years, Liu Cang has long thought that there is no prestige to be gained in Dongcun, but now this karma is inconspicuous, but it really surprises Liu Cang.

"Hmph, make an appointment to decide the outcome of a battle, how can you get it? There is no one in your East Village, you only dare to learn from women's tongues!? The voice in the field was messy, and he couldn't suppress the old man from speaking, the old man raised his hand to stop Liu's scolding, and while he was talking, the young man of the East Village also quieted down between the old man of the pestle and the gun.

The old man on the opposite side squinted, and it was easy to confirm Liu Cang in the crowd: Tsk, the kid has been a lot stronger in the past two years.

"Gossip, I'm busy with Sangnong, hurry up and finish the fight, don't delay here!" The other side did not speak, the patriarch's tone was free and easy, and he raised his hand to signal as he spoke, and the young man in the village immediately raised the sword in his hand.

"Kill!"

It's not like the previous scattered scolding, shouting and killing neatly, bringing out a sense of solemnity.

There was silence on the opposite side, although there were many people, but at this time the momentum obviously plummeted.

"You... You Lou Sang Liu want to deceive people!? Seeing that the other party shouted to kill, the old man in the East Village scolded angrily.

Nowadays, fighting and brawling is not a thing, but if you have no identity, you will be held accountable by the government with a sword.

Cai Yong's residence in Lousang is no secret to the surrounding people, the clan elders deliberately proclaim, and the East Village's attention to Lousang Village, they naturally know that Lousang is equipped with Xiangyong.

The villagers are also fighting with sticks and fists, and now the machetes are copied out from the opposite side, but the young descendants of the East Village are afraid for a while.

"You dare to say that I Lou Sang is a bully?! Is it true that I have no white blade in the mulberry knife?! The old man of the East Village scolded angrily, and the old man of the Liu clan asked angrily, and as he spoke, his finger pointed to the ring knife raised by Qing Zhuang.

"Stinky and shameless." The old man in the East Village scolded in a low voice, but he did not raise his voice to refute.

Mother, there is a kind of you showing the blade! Your knife is indeed wrapped like a rice dumpling, but what does it mean that you wrap so obviously?

Aren't you obviously saying that you're letting us? It's all let go, where do you let our sons and daughters still have momentum?

The old man in the East Village had broken his thoughts, and after a while, the two old men raised their left hands at the same time, and when their arms waved forward, a shout of killing broke out in the two formations.

Fight, fight, what are you talking about so much nonsense.

"Rush! Knock them out!"

Shouting and screaming, the young men on both sides began to charge.

In the center of the two formations, the old man of the East Village and the old man of the Lousang clan were each protected by several middle-aged people, but no one around the two dared to rush around.

The two old guys are generals and can't fight. Of course, the two old guys are too old, and it's okay to swing POSS, but they can't pinch it.

"Hold the knife for me!" Seeing that the battle situation was open, Liu Cang threw the machete wrapped into a zongzi to Liu Bei, opened his legs, and hit the crowd rushing on the opposite side with his shoulders.

"Haoxuan be careful, don't be too heavy!" In a hurry, Liu Bei threw away the stick in his hand, put his knives in his hands, and shouted at Liu Cang.

To say that the people of this village do not have any rules that should not be too heavy. It's just that everyone knows that Liu Cang is strong, and his eighty physique can even wheel some adults with one hand, and Liu Bei is really afraid that he will have a weapon fight and engage in 'corpses all over the field'.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, it flashed over the other party's head, and Liu Cang took the lead and collided with a middle-aged pioneer in the East Village.

"Ah~!" A few strange screams, when the middle-aged flew upside down, they smashed over several of their own juniors.

"Made, Lao Tzu let you jump!" Raising his leg and kicking a young man who wanted to use a short stick to push his waist, Liu Cang shook his arm and grabbed a thick stick, smashed over the person who waved the stick, and rushed towards the middle-aged man who flew to the ground.

To say that the middle-aged flying is really not close.

The main reason is that the goods are ruthless enough, jumping up and waving a stick at Liu Cang's head, his posture directly made Liu Cang's eyes anxious.

No, smashing over several people along the way, when the young and strong soldiers of the two villages met, Liu Cang had already come to the middle-aged face.

Raising his leg and wanting to kick, Liu Cang, whose eyes were a little red, directly looked at the middle-aged head and prepared to kick him in prison.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The sound of two blows of flesh and skin slapping sounded beside Liu Cang, and he saw Liu Bei swinging a knife with both hands, slashing the two Dongcun young men with no brains.

"Haoxuan keep your hand! Don't kick! Don't kick! Liu Bei drank highly, which made Liu Cang stop kicking.

Liu Bei had palpitations, this foot went down, and he got off to a good start, and this person was afraid that it would be over.

"He's not trying to hit you, you're rushing too fast." Liu Bei once again slashed a young man, as if he knew the reason why Liu Cang was angry, and explained in a panic.

Well, people are pioneers, and the pioneers naturally want to confront the pioneers, and logically speaking, this middle-aged opponent should be the middle-aged man of the Liu family.

Everyone has been fighting since childhood, and they are more or less familiar with each other's routines, and jumping and slashing is not a killer move, but unfortunately, he cut Liu Cang, a raw melon egg.

'Want my life?' Let's kill you, a turtle grandson. ’

Liu Cang here is easy not to die, but the man on the ground over there is uncomfortable, his chest almost didn't let Liu Cang's top sink, if he hadn't been hit in mid-air, this little life would have been knocked out.

'Hold back Sun Liu Sanqiu, say that we will fight, you will step on a horse and play yin. The middle-aged man cursed in his heart.

"Bang!" was kicking his face, and a big-footed board was kicking the middle-aged man's face, his nose bleeded, and the middle-aged man screamed.

Even Liu Cang was startled by the big feet that poked out beside him, and when he looked around, he saw that Liu Sanli in the village rushed to his side at some point.

"Big rammer, go protect the small one, I'll come here." Liu San's face was calm, his hand was holding the hilt of the knife, and after speaking, he rushed towards the screaming man again.

And he forgot that this place belonged to Liu Cang's youngest.

Liu Sanwu swung a knife and slapped the man, the man who hit him screamed, and the one that Liu Sanroe deer slashed was called a happy one.

"Bang! Boom! Two slammed sticks on Liu Cang's shoulders, and one stick rubbed his ears, and the stinging heat in his ears once again beat Liu Cang, who had calmed his heart.

"Bastard!" Grinning and scolding, Liu Cang punched the face of the person closest to him, and the other party immediately had a nosebleed, but unfortunately it was not a stick to hit the two of them.

"Run? You who step on horses dare to run! Seeing the murderer fleeing, Liu Cang grabbed a wooden stick casually, and when he threw it, he rushed in the crowd and chased the two people who attacked him.

"Liu Da Tam, don't chase, I made a mistake, I made a mistake!" Seeing Liu Cang staring at one of them like a bull, the young man shouted in surprise.

"Bang!" One person blocked the way, and when he fell to the ground, he almost hit Liu Cang.

flashed a few headless and brainless sticks beside him, and seeing the young man chasing him running away, Liu Cang leaned over and pulled up the legs of the man who fell to the ground.

"Ah~!" Exclamations and shouts.

But seeing Liu Cang's brute force erupting, he picked up the person as a stick with both hands, and the terrifying momentum cooperated with the other party's screams, and the people around him fled for a while, and they all gave him a way.

Looking back to investigate Liu Cang's situation, it's okay not to look at it, but at a glance, the three souls of the stuffy young man are missing two souls.

"Liu Da Tam, Brother Da Tam, don't, don't chase, I, you don't know me, I... Seeing Liu Cang striding towards him, the young man was crying, and before he finished speaking, a black shadow smashed in front of him.

"Run! You step on the horse and run again! I smashed two sticks and wanted to run. Throwing the humanoid weapon in his hand with more snot than nosebleeds, he smashed over the fleeing youth, and Liu Cang stepped forward and stepped on his chest.

"No, I'll get a beating." The young man struggled and shouted, shrewdly holding his head and face.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! He kicked the young man a few times.

"I'll catch you, and both sticks will be yours." Liu Cang said, before his words fell, he received another blow in his back.

"Death to so-and-so!" With a punch back, the flesh beaten in the back was a little hot, Liu Cang punched violently, and the other side screamed and flew sideways.

At this time, Liu Cang didn't leave his hand anymore, and everywhere he passed, he was moaning and screaming.