"Stop!"

A voice full of masculinity sounded, and the voice was thick, like the embodiment of justice.

The man with the dragon tattoo looked up and saw a huge body standing at the gate of the courtyard.

He was tall and stood in the doorway, and naturally exuded an aura of majesty.

His arms are thicker than many people's thighs!

Fat!

Strong!

The man with the dragon tattoo showed his yellow teeth and scolded: "Where did you come from? Don't think that if you are tall and strong, Lao Tzu will not dare to beat you! ”

The fat man smiled: "I'm afraid you won't have a chance to do this kind of thing today." ”

With that, the fat man rushed forward with an arrow step.

The man with the evil dragon tattoo was stunned, he couldn't imagine that the fat man's body was so huge, and his light skills were not bad, but very fast!

A fat man who burst out with light skills that made him embarrassed!

He panicked, raised his long knife and slashed.

Slash at the fat man's neck!

The peasant woman and the female girl beside her screamed, seeing that the long knife was about to cut at the fat man, and the fat man did not dodge.

The peasant woman rushed forward and grabbed the leg of the man with the dragon tattoo, hoping to drag him off the horse, but she never wanted to be kicked in the lower abdomen by the man with the dragon tattoo, and her body instantly fell backwards and sat on the ground.

When the fat man saw the peasant woman fall, his face was even more angry.

Facing the long knife, the two fat hands stretched out, slapped hard, and clamped the long knife in the palm of the hand.

Immediately, the fat man stepped forward and crashed his huge body into the horse.

The horse screamed in pain, and fell to the side.

The man with the dragon tattoo reacted quickly, discarded the long knife, kicked the horse in the stomach with both legs, and flew high and jumped on the roof.

"Boom!"

The horse fell and stomped on all fours.

Soon, there was a puff of dust in the air, and there was a murderous aura in the dust.

"Who are you? Don't you know that we are the three masters of the Black Wind Village, so if you know each other, you should retreat quickly, don't provoke me, otherwise the Black Wind Village will fight with you endlessly!"

The man with the dragon tattoo was condescending, looking down at the fat man, with supreme pride in his tone.

"I am a disciple of the Wuji Holy Sect, and I came to take your dog's life today!" said the fat man Wang Cheng.

In the dust, the three masters of Black Wind Village could faintly see the devil's eyes of the fat man.

"As a warrior, it is shameful to oppress women and children and ransack villages!" Wang Cheng scolded.

Wang Cheng took a step forward, and the momentum of a second-rate master was released.

Although the big fat man is not like Song Zhong, he can defeat nine with one, but he is not a soft persimmon.

In a one-on-one situation, Shan Yuan becomes that kind of martial artist, and he can't hurt the fat man at all.

And the three masters of the Black Wind Village in front of him, even if his martial arts are at the top, he is just a second-rate realm!

The three masters of Black Wind Village were slightly stunned, and immediately seemed to think of something, with an extremely frightened look on their faces.

The third master of the Black Wind Village asked, "Are you really a member of the Wuji Saint Sect?"

The fat man sneered, "So what?"

The third master gritted his teeth and asked, "You shouldn't be the only one who came, right?"

The fat man sneered: "To deal with shrimp soldiers and crab generals like you, I am enough alone!"

Hearing this, the face of the three masters was cloudy, and several expressions changed in just a few breaths.

Finally, the three masters whistled, and the whistle resounded throughout the village.

The people in Heifeng Village, who were busy bullying men and women in the village and robbing money and silver, stopped their movements after hearing the whistle.

Hearing the rapid whistle, they looked worried.

The next moment, they arrived on horseback.

The fat man heard the sound of horses' hooves, and immediately knew that the helper of the three masters was coming.

However, the fat man was not timid, but just stood in place with an indifferent expression.

Everyone rode to the courtyard, and when the four of them entered the courtyard, the space of the courtyard became narrower and narrower, and the remaining six or seven people could not squeeze in, so they had to stay at the gate of the courtyard on horseback.

The third master sneered again and again and asked, "Are you really a person?"

The fat man smiled and said: "Just up to you? A second-rate martial artist plus more than a dozen third-rate martial artists, and two people are also worthy of two people to shoot? Heh, you group of wine bags and rice bags, the fat man's words today are here, I just stand still, you can't hurt me!"

The three masters stared at the fat man, looking at the fat man with a sincere appearance, not like lying.

Immediately afterwards, the three masters gave themselves a shot in the arm.

The third master said in a loud voice: "Brothers, this guy is here to find fault! When has our Black Wind Village suffered such a disgrace? Everyone will kill him together! Wash away the shame of Black Wind Village!"

Everyone raised their long knives and said in unison, "Snow shame! Snow shame!"

The voices of more than a dozen people were neat and powerful.

The three masters jumped down and fell into the yard.

The body of the three masters quickly stepped forward, and his fists waved out bursts of fist wind, which was very domineering.

The rest of the people immediately swung their knives, and the long knives in their hands shone brightly, and the sunlight refracted by the blade hit the fat man's face.

"Drink!"

The bandits outside the door abandoned their horses and rushed in with knives!

In an instant, more than a dozen people attacked the fat man in unison!

The fat man stabbed his shoulders and shouted angrily.

The momentum on the fat man's body exploded, and the power of his whole body was unleashed!

King Kong is not bad!

The fat man's eyes were firm, and in the face of the three masters who rushed up, he raised his hand to slap him.

This slap slapped the face of the three masters, making a "bang" sound, and the three masters only felt that their cheeks had hit the iron wall! The next moment, his body involuntarily fell to the side.

"Bang!"

After landing, the body of the three masters still rolled on the ground several times.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I found that everyone's sword moves had arrived.

Deeply lifted, the fat man steadied his horse.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

"Ding, ding, ding!"

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The long knife fell on the fat man's body, tearing the fat man's clothes fiercely, revealing the inner armor inside!

The inner armor is sparkling and very dazzling. It is woven of gold thread, invulnerable!

In addition, the fat man has practiced the King Kong not bad skill, ordinary martial artists, ordinary weapons can't hurt him at all!

The only three masters who can fight were all slapped away by the fat man, and what kind of storm can the rest of the third-rate martial artists set off?

The fat man roared again and again, and the bloody nature of the whole person was stimulated, and in the face of these bandits, he punched hard.

Fists are as hard as steel.

palm, like an iron wall.

legs, such as rhinoceros horns.

Without too many fancy tricks, the body went on a rampage, and the huge force crashed into the three people one after another!

The fat man's body is like an iron wall, invulnerable!

This is the unbroken skill of Vajra!

"Wait, die!"

The fat man spat out four words coldly, and his eyes widened, and anger was about to come out of his eyes.

Suddenly, the bandits saw the giant standing up to the sky.

Under the gaze of this giant, they seemed so small, how insignificant.

They finally understood what it meant to be "I just stand still, and you can't hurt me"!

With a scream, more than a dozen third-rate martial artists, pawn!

Only the three masters are left, and they are still surviving.

The fat man slowly walked towards the three masters, wanting to end his life with one punch.

"Stop! No! You can't kill him!"

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