Qinglong Village, the main hall.

Approaching dusk, hundreds of thieves gathered together, scattered in groups of hundreds of square halls, drinking wine and eating meat.

Looking up, the main owner of Qinglong Village sat on a tiger skin chair, bare/chest/backless, muscular, and his face was hideous, and there were more than a dozen scars of all sizes outside his body.

He grabbed a fat goose in his hand, ate a mouthful of goose meat, drank a sip of spirits, not to mention how comfortable, at his feet sat paralyzed dozens of women from good families who were taken captive up the mountain, all of them had blue skin and swollen faces, their faces were gray, and they would be beaten if they resisted a little, there were no women in Qinglong Village, and only he, the owner of Qinglong Village, had the right to occupy these dozens of women from good families.

Suddenly, two minions broke into the main hall, glanced enviously at the bandit minions with wine and meat, knelt down under the steps in front of the tiger chair, and told the news that someone had gone up the mountain.

The owner of Qinglong Village, who had drunk several jars of liquor in a row, burped, his face turned red, and scolded without taking it seriously: "Just one person? ”

"It was a man, but the man rode a horse, as big as a temple, full of fangs, his legs were as thick as a pillar, his palms were like tiger claws, and he carried a black halberd that was one foot and two feet long."

The master of Qinglong Village threw out the wine jar with a numb tongue, feeling that the two minions were made out of nothing, this is as big as a palace, full of fangs, legs as thick as a pillar, and a horse with palms like tiger claws, is that still a "horse"?

Just when the main person of Qinglong Zhai sent people to find out, there was a huge noise like cracking stones from far and near outside the main hall.

……

……

"Dada"

"Dada"

In the reflection of the sunset, Fang Ping arrived at the gate of Qinglong Village with a calm demeanor, and the sound of gongs sounded in the wall of the wall, and a large number of thieves from Qinglong Village also appeared above the courtyard wall, asking who Fang Ping was and what he was doing here.

Fang Ping didn't say a word, and the Fang Tian painting halberd engraved with the Qilin dragon pattern swept out with a terrifying cold light that was furious and breathtaking.

The wall of several meters high collapsed more than half, the closed gate was also split in half, the fracture fell smoothly and flatly on the ground, the waves and dust tore through the silence under the dusk, and a large number of birds and birds flew out from the depths of the dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

"Monster!"

"What kind of power is this?"

Witnessing the scene of Fang Ping collapsing the wall with one blow, the hundreds of Qinglongzhai minions behind the collapsed courtyard wall all looked stunned, and the few elites of Qinglongzhai at the level of entry also widened their eyes in shock.

The young man on the back of a heterogeneous BMW does not seem to be flesh and blood, and he can burst out with the divine power of moving mountains and seas with his gestures.

"I want your lord to come out to see me."

Looking down at the crowd of figures with broken hearts and galls, Fang Ping made a cold sound.

After a while, the owner of Qinglong Village rushed out, witnessed the collapse of the wall, and immediately locked on the inch-headed young man who was mediocre in appearance.

"Heterogeneous BMW?"

The owner of Qinglong Village still has some knowledge, and his eyes can't help but become heavy.

Xenomorph BMWs are rare in the world, with all kinds of miraculous features, like fire and water, traveling thousands of miles a day, and fighting with the most ferocious beasts.

It is by no means easy to control such a miraculous beast, combined with the collapsed wall, the owner of Qinglong Village felt that the comer was not good, and arched his hand and said: "Qinglong Zhai advocates Chuan, I don't know where I offended the little brother, and I provoked the little brother to be so angry. ”

Fang Ping's eyes were indifferent, no joy or sorrow, condescendingly overlooking the owner of Qinglong Village, "It's not about offending, being entrusted by people, and being loyal to people." Hand over the goods that were stolen a few days ago. ”

As soon as these words came out, the owner of Qinglong Village suddenly realized that Fang Ping was here to ask for which batch of goods.

A few days ago, the owner of Qinglong Village received the news, and personally went out to rob a batch of goods, including medicinal materials and silk, full of ten cars, and sold them in nearby towns, at least several thousand taels of silver.

"As far as I know, that batch of goods belongs to the Bai family in Shanyang County, the Bai family is not a leading force in Shanyang County, this kid may be a helper invited by the Bai family."

The owner of Qinglong Zhai made a temptation without smiling: "The little brother's surname is Bai? ”

Fang Ping shook his head.

"Since you don't have the surname Bai, you are not a Bai family. The Bai family invited you to come, and how much benefit they gave you, the owner of this village can double it. ”

The owner of Qinglong Village continued: "Little brother, you think about it, people die for money, birds die for food. ”

"That's a lot of nonsense." Fang Ping's eyes were sharp, and the owner of Qinglong Village in his eyes was already a dead man.

"Boy, don't deceive people too much, being young and vigorous has to pay a price, the master of this village is the seventh grade of martial arts, and there are hundreds of martial artists in the village, and one person can drown you with a mouthful of foam."

"Youthful and vigorous? If you are not young and vigorous, you are still young. Fang Ping's legs were clamped, and the huge force produced could crush the ribs and internal organs of ordinary horses, and only a xenomorph BMW with flesh and blood as hard as iron could withstand it.

But looking at a long roar like a dragon and a tiger, the xenomorph BMW rushed out as fast as lightning, its breathtaking and terrifying body, without a sense of clumsiness, and the speed that broke out in an instant could not be captured by the naked eye.

The owner of Qinglong Village suddenly felt the fishy wind blowing in his face, and before he retreated, the heterogeneous BMW carrying the sound of the mountain and tsunami covered the sunset and appeared in front of the owner of Qinglong Village, and the thieves of Qinglong Village who were hit along the way were thrown out like puppets one by one.

"Kill!"

Outside Fang Ping's thick arm, the green tendons were exposed, and the blood vessels jumped abruptly, raising Fang Tian's halberd, and slashing down horizontally, effectively splitting Huashan.

Whew

The halberd is like a dragon, and the cold mangs are thousands of jun, reflecting into the vision of the owner of Qinglong Village, with the illusion that the dome has been ploughed and the heaven and earth have been chopped up.

In a hurry, the owner of Qinglong Village did not bring weapons, although the seven-rank martial artist has copper tendons and iron bones, and can use his flesh and blood to resist the black halberd that slashes at him and brings a strong aura of death to himself, he does not have the guts.

"Ahh

Life and death hang by a thread, and people's potential will explode infinitely.

The owner of Qinglong Village is like this, his body bounced backwards, stepped on a big pit on the ground, and narrowly avoided the black halberd that swallowed the cold mang, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a cold body.

Although Fang Tian's painting halberd did not touch his body, the true qi internal force that could be attached to the outside of Fang Tian's painting halberd still left a blood line across the entire torso on the upper body of the Qinglong Village Lord.

Bang la blah

A large amount of blood sprayed out from the blood line, staining the ground red, and also dyed the dusk under the afterglow of the setting sun, with a layer of bewitching and bloody color.

"How could it be ......"

The owner of Qinglong Village weakened, and his face turned pale and looked at Fang Ping: "You are ...... Middle three products! ”

Only the master of the middle and third grades can release the true qi out of the body and attach it to the weapon.