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Time passed quietly.

Before you know it, the sky is starting to darken, and night is quietly falling. The darkness has covered the whole heaven and earth, and its encompassing is boundless. It's so profound, so vast.

Darkness is a breeding ground for sin.

It is a source of darkness. It is also the best battlefield for killing. No amount of killing, under the cover of darkness, will fall silent.

Squeak!!

Just as the night was getting darker, I heard a crisp sound of pushing the door in the thatched house.

This sound was not loud, but in the dark night, it made Yi Tianxing, and even Fu Hongxue and the others subconsciously open their eyes and look at the location of the thatched house. I saw that the door of the thatched hut had been opened, and the figure of the old peasant came out, carrying a hoe in his hand.

"Hey, I'm sorry. Didn't bother you guys. ”

The old farmer turned his eyes and saw the gaze of Yi Tianxing and the others on him, grinned and said with a smile.

"No, it's already night, why hasn't the old man rested, this is carrying a hoe, is he still going to go to the field. You don't have to rush to work. It's better to rest more at night. ”

Yi Tianxing smiled indifferently.

"Hehe, my old man is like this, just before going to bed, it suddenly occurred to me that there were still some weeds left in the field before. You don't know that if this weed is not removed in time, one night will pass, and tomorrow morning, it will become more lush, and it will be completely able to turn the fertile land that I have cultivated today into wasteland again, which is not good. The old farmer grinned and said, "Moreover, every night before going to bed, the old farmer and I will play a few tricks on the crop." I'm used to it, and if I don't do it for a day, I'll have a rash on my body, and I'll feel uncomfortable. ”

"Oh, old man, you still play tricks, what's the point? ”

Ye Zhiqiu became interested and asked with curiosity.

"Hey, nothing, nothing. It's just a crop style, the old man I figured it out by myself, and I moved my muscles and bones. The old farmer smiled and said, "I call it the farmer's three punches!!"

The last four words, when they were spoken, the expression was a look of pride, a look of pride. It seems to be some kind of amazing peerless miracle. It has the supreme power to destroy the world.

"Farmer three punches?"

Hearing this name, let alone Ye Zhiqiu, even Fu Hongxue's face subconsciously twitched. I seemed to want to laugh, but I didn't laugh. As for Ye Zhiqiu, he was already completely stunned.

Although he didn't have much expectation, such a strong name also made him drunk on the spot.

However, the old peasant seemed to be in high spirits, and said with a eager face: "Come! Come! Come! Come on! Today the old man will give you a show, just to move your muscles." It also lets people know that we farmers have power. ”

"Don't bother. ”

Ye Zhiqiu said subconsciously.

"Don't say more, anyway, I was going to take a trip. ”

The old farmer said with a smile.

Then he put on a stance, carried the hoe and roared, grabbed the hoe with all his might, and swung it towards the wasteland, and shouted: "Farmer three punches - farmer hoe!!"

This hoe is no different from hoeing in the wasteland, that is, when the hoe is smashed down and falls on the ground, a large lump of soil can be dug up. It's powerful.

This is something that a farmer can make.

This is the most common posture, the most common movement, in daily life labor. The action of wielding a hoe lasts hundreds or thousands of times a day, or even more. The action of swinging the hoe has long become an instinct, and this instinct is integrated into the blood. Let them have a clear understanding of any land. Pick up a hoe and see a piece of land, and you know whether the land is good or bad. How much effort to use, and where to place the hoe.

These are the things that practice makes perfect. It's instinct.

Burst!!

The hoe went down and fell on the ground, and it was obvious that a stream of liquid came out of the ground, it was not water, it was blood, and the thick smell of blood was naturally transmitted, appearing in the nose and in the air.

"It's blood, and there are enemies hidden underground. ”

Fu Hongxue's pupils froze, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said with a sneer.

Here, the hidden underground, obviously it can't be their own people, their own soldiers, all concentrated here, no one is hidden underground, I have to say, this person's ability to hide is too superb, too good. It's so good that people get close to such a short distance, without the slightest warning, the slightest awareness. This kind of concealment can be called terrifying.

If it's a killer, once you break out in the neighborhood and kill people. It's almost impossible to avoid.

"Oh, the old man also picked up a ground mouse with this hoe. ”

The old farmer dug up the corpses from the ground in a strange way. I only saw that the hoe was on the head of the corpse, which was in the middle of the heavenly spirit cover, and as soon as the hoe went down, it died. It could be seen from the expression on the corpse that it was a kind of disbelief, that he did not expect that he would hide in the ground, and that he would die at the hands of an inconspicuous farmer, or be hoeed to death by a hoe.

This is simply the wrongful death and the grievance of death.

was so aggrieved that his unwillingness was completely revealed on his face.

"Scorpion!!"

At the same time that the corpses were all taken out, Yi Tianxing and the others secretly let out a murmur in their hearts. The upper body is a human, and the lower body is a scorpion, its characteristics are too obvious, hidden underground, and can do this, it is a scorpion race, it is completely understandable, this clan's concealment means, the ability to survive underground is too strong, this one is obviously not an ordinary scorpion man, but a strong man at the level of the life realm.

But it is not a joke that such a strong man would die under a peasant's hoe.

"Not your average farmer. ”

Yi Tianxing and Jia Xu glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.

How could an ordinary farmer kill a Destiny Realm powerhouse. Even if he found the position and coincidentally hoeed the other party, it would be absolutely impossible to break through the defense of a life-telling realm powerhouse, even if it was a subconscious defense, it could make himself invulnerable.

Moreover, that hoe, Yi Tianxing absolutely does not believe it, the strong man of the Scorpion Clan underground will not see it, will not feel it, once he feels it, it is definitely not difficult to dodge, but on the contrary, he just didn't dodge, or rather, he just died under such a hoe. There's weirdness inside. Obviously, it looks like it's just the most ordinary hoe, but it has killed a life-saving realm powerhouse.

"Look at my farmer's three punches - the old ox plows the field!!"

The old farmer looked even more excited, threw the hoe in his hand, and rushed forward. The momentum is like an old cow plowing the field, with his head down, buried in hard work, straight forward, and pulling Qu Li behind him. The old cow ploughing the field has great strength.

In the past, cattle were very expensive, very rare, any one, it was all a baby pimple, and even if you raised a cow, you had to register it in the government, and you couldn't kill it, and the one who served it was the same as the ancestors. But many farmers can't count on old cows. The number of cattle is too scarce. Many times, when plowing the fields, it is not the oxen that are plowing the fields, but the farmers themselves holding koji pears and plowing the fields in the fields.

It's normal to treat people like cows.

If you want to plow the field, you need endurance, explosiveness. This charge rushed over like an old cow.

Bang!!

But this rush, I saw that in the air in front of me, there was a violent collision sound without warning, as if it had hit some obstacle.

Burst!!

Blood spurted out on the spot, and it was not the old farmer who spurted out, but I saw that a figure dressed in black was knocked out, and even opened his mouth to spurt blood. Even the internal organs were squirted out. It can be seen that this is a very handsome elf, but the body of this elf exudes a dark aura, and when it was hit by this, his eyes were closed, and he was silent in mid-air.

was killed by the old farmer's head.

"Where did this guy come from, how did he stand in front of the old farmer's head. Now I'm killed by my old ox plowing the field, no wonder I'm dead. The old peasant looked at the elf who had fallen to the ground, no longer silent, and let out a strange cry.

"The Dark Elves, the killers in the dark, one of the races that are best at hiding, are hiding around, and they are knocked out by a head, it's just a joke. ”

Jia Xu's face was also a little convulsive.

Dark elves, this is an extremely terrible race among elves, different from normal elves, a body of ability, quite weird, has always lived in the underground world, and normal elves, that is the enemy of life and death, as soon as they meet, it is to kill you and me. The art of assassination is quite terrifying. This can already be seen from hiding in the vicinity without being noticed.

It's no joke that a top-notch dark elf would be killed by a farmer.

"Farmer's three punches - the old man's cart!!"

The old farmer stepped forward again, clenched his hands into fists, and made a gesture as if he was pushing a cart with two hands, and with two fists, he pushed forward.

Bang!!

I only heard two muffled snorts, only to see that the two werewolves were each hit by a fist, this smash, the two werewolves flew upside down in the air, in mid-air, their bodies stiffened, and they fell heavily to the ground. Motionless, apparently, already dead.

Die cleanly.

There are two more powerhouses of the Destiny Realm.

Sizzle!!

At this scene, Ye Zhiqiu, who was watching it, also gasped on the spot, and looked at the old farmer with two eyes in shock.

What kind of peasant is this, this is a butcher, an executioner,

This farmer's three punches are a little scary.

A hoe kills one, and a head kills one.

Two fists, two to death.

The farmer punched three times, and in just a few breaths, he killed four life-saving realm powerhouses.