The fall of the fresh-clothed young man is not heavy, he didn't even get up for a long time, and no one dared to look at the collapsed vegetable stall for a while, this little overlord of the Baishui River is tantamount to a plague god in the eyes of these merchants.

Meng Juntong carefully helped the old lady to a small stone pier on the side of the road and sat down.

The old man was frightened, and at that distance just now, she had clearly seen the oncoming horseshoe, but now she had escaped death but had not been able to come back to her senses.

After a while, a young man dressed in coarse linen came out of the crowd.

He looked around anxiously, and when he saw the old lady, he immediately pounced on him without hesitation.

"Grandma, how are you, grandma. The young man pressed against the old man's shoulder and shook it gently.

Meng Juntong had already looked at the old man just now, and just now while everyone was not paying attention, she also let the old man smell a trace of soothing incense, and when she came back to her senses for a while, she would be fine.

"Don't worry, your grandma is fine, you can take her away quickly. Meng Juntong didn't want to drag these helpless people into this trouble.

They beat Yejiten today, and this matter will naturally not be good.

As far as Ye Jichao didn't have the courage to settle accounts with the Yan family, it was difficult to say whether he would find someone else to be angry.

Taking advantage of the fact that Yejiteng has not reacted at this moment, it is undoubtedly the best choice to let the two ancestors and grandchildren who have suffered an unwarranted disaster leave the scene.

Finally, Yejiten recovered from the fall.

He struggled to get up while wailing, and before he could stand up straight, he had already started scolding: "What kind of thing that doesn't have eyes, dares to ram into Uncle Ben's mount, if it's a good man, stand up for Uncle Ben, Uncle will spare you a whole corpse and die!"

Yan Hong sneered, put his hands behind his back, and walked out leisurely with the red refining whip.

The neck of the fierce horse that fell to the ground and died was a deep whip mark that could be seen to the bone, and the thunderous blow just now was swung by Yan Hong.

Even the cattle raised by the farmer should know that they can't go on a rampage in a crowded place. Your Excellency's deeds are not even as good as those of the animal. Yan Hong was not polite at all, and sneered coldly.

The young man in fresh clothes raised his head, just in time to meet Yan Hong's eyes, and the words that he was about to sneer at him were forgotten at this moment.

The juvenile laryngeal joint moves slightly, which should be swallowing saliva.

As the little overlord of Baishui River, he naturally will not do less to bully men and women on weekdays.

The woman from a good family who can be targeted by him will not be much worse in terms of appearance, but compared with the woman in red in front of her, the woman who was abducted and raped by him before is really unsightly.

Looking at Yejiteng's increasingly disgusting eyes, Yan Hong had already raised his hand and was about to whip him again, so that his lustful and dim head would be in a different place.

"Sister Yan, be careful!" Meng Juntong suddenly noticed a murderous aura locking on Yan Hong, who was about to make a move, and the next moment she had already blocked Yan Hong's sideways sideways, a figure like a goshawk swooped down, thunder fell from a height, and the restrained aura suddenly bloomed, and the person who made the shot turned out to be a martial arts master who had entered the realm of entering the house.

A heavy punch smashed down from top to bottom, like a comet falling into the world, obviously the opponent did not show any mercy, and wanted to kill Yan Hong.

Meng Juntong's heart was cold, this person in the rivers and lakes was really ruthless, and he would kill at every turn.

Fortunately, Meng Juntong is no longer the Meng Juntong when she first entered the world, and now she is not afraid of any martial arts master in the hall realm when she talks about martial arts cultivation alone, as long as she is not a little grandmaster, she is sure of a battle, not to mention that in addition to martial artists, she is also a cultivator who has entered the second stage, and she is also a dreamer of the Four Realms who has mastered spiritual power.

can take care of these three identities at the same time, throughout the ages, I am afraid that she is only Meng Juntong.

The spiritual power completed the complete locking of the martial artist in an instant, and he had insight into every detail of his movements.

This amazing punch was just an instant, and Meng Juntong had already identified three weaknesses, although none of them were fatal, but it was enough for her to easily dissolve the opponent's strength.

Just when the two were less than three feet apart, Meng Juntong suddenly made a move, punching one palm at the other.

There is a crisp sound, and people with good eyesight will find that this sound occurred when the two fists were not fully contacted, which means that this sound is actually an air explosion.

The explosion was dissipated, Meng Juntong's palm was so strong that it pressed against the attacker's fist, and he stepped back an inch, and at the same time, when he couldn't make a move, his other hand was dusted out, hitting a flaw in the martial artist's moves.

"Get out of here!" Meng Juntong let out a low shout, and the strength of his duster exploded, directly shocking the martial artist and flying out.

Meng Juntong withdrew his fist and carried it behind him.

It's not that she wants to put on a master's demeanor, but the duster just now smashed on the other party's body.

I don't know what kind of body martial arts he has practiced, but he has tempered his body like copper, stone, iron and wood, although this Shan broke his offensive and shook him back, but in fact it was not able to break through his defense, let alone hurt the other party, but it shook Meng Juntong's palm painfully.

"Shi Qing, you are a waste, you can't even clean up a little woman, just like you, you are also worthy of Uncle Ben as a protector!" Ye Jiteng pointed and scolded the tall man who had taken nearly ten steps back to stabilize his figure.

But soon he stopped scolding again, because this time his eyes fell on Meng Juntong's body again.

Meng Juntong is a few years younger than Yan Hong, but the innate ethereal temperament is already there, coupled with the delicate and flawless facial features, the embryo of this peerless beauty is doomed.

Moreover, there are always some perverts in this world who like this kind of young and immature, budding girl.

He hurriedly changed his words and said, "Shi Qing, you stop for you and step aside." If you dare to make a move on this girl again, Uncle Ben will let my father abolish you with his own hands. ”

The martial artist named Shi Qing looked at Meng Juntong expressionlessly, the move just now was a thousand shots, and the bystanders watched the battle only to see that the two had fought each other, and he was repulsed.

But Shi Qing personally experienced the moment just now, so he naturally knew what was happening.

The martial arts strength of this weak little girl in front of her is not below her at all, if it weren't for the physique she practiced just now to block that duster, I'm afraid he would at least be seriously injured now.

Not far away, there was the sound of a large number of people coming, Meng Juntong looked back, and saw that it was Wei Ling who led people over.

"Bold dog thief, even the people of our Yan family dare to move. Wei Ling jumped in front of Yan Hong and Meng Juntong, his body was in a certain shape, and immediately a majestic aura spread around him as the center.

Shi Qing's face changed suddenly: "Little Grandmaster!"