My exercises will automatically practice

Seeing Sang Zizai's appearance, Liu Fuyun was really speechless, and hastily interrupted.

"I said old man, can you stop laughing, this big battle is coming, do you have to teach me again?"

Only then did Sang Zizai stop laughing, and turned to look at Liu Fuyun.

"You guys have practiced body skills pretty well, so I'll officially pass on your sword skills starting tomorrow."

"Oh? What kind of sword technique?"

Liu Fuyun was a little excited.

"Tomorrow you will know..."

Sang Zizai made a fool of himself, turned around and walked towards his residence.

……

At the same time, Yang Village was three hundred miles away from the Maple Leaf Valley of Zhesun Temple.

A young man was hiding in a hut, his body trembling with fear.

If Liu Fuyun was there, he would definitely be able to recognize that the young man was Ninghai County, Yi Family, Yi Feng.

After Dao Kuang left, he was always fidgeting at home.

Deep in his heart, there was always a voice constantly reminding him.

"You must practice martial arts, and you must go to the Sun Palace."

Finally he couldn't hold back anymore, he packed his luggage and ran out of the house secretly.

All the way towards the direction of the Sun Palace, rushed over.

It's just that I didn't expect to pass by Yang Village, but was blocked by a group of horse bandits.

"This... is this the sound of horseshoes?!!"

Yi Feng murmured in a low voice, it was very familiar.

As if to confirm his conjecture, an exclamation came from outside the house.

"It's not good, those horse bandits are here again!"

A villager ran into the village chief's house, and led the old village chief out tremblingly.

The ground trembled violently, the sound came from far to near, and the whole small village seemed to be in a tremor.

Yangcun fell into panic...

Yi Feng struggled to get up and walked out of the room slowly.

A hunchbacked old man, who was sitting at the door, saw him and said hastily.

"Son, why did you come out? Go back!"

If the old man in front of him hadn't taken him in, Yi Feng might have been caught by the horse bandits yesterday.

"I'm fine, grandpa, what's the matter?"

Yi Feng asked.

"Hey~ It's not those horse thieves, they go and come back, it must not be a good thing..."

Following the sight of the hunchbacked old man, he looked towards the entrance of the village, where a group of people had rushed into it.

The leader was a burly man, wearing a blue blouse, riding a horse and carrying a knife. There were 200 people behind him, and they soon came to the entrance of the village.

The old village chief came forward tremblingly and said.

"Again... it's you again, haven't you already been given money and food, what else do you want to do?"

"Hey, old man, we are short of a place to stay today. Your village is pretty good. Can you take us in?"

The big man in the lead said with a smile.

The old village head trembled and said hesitantly.

"Then...how can we do it? This is where our ancestors lived for generations? I hope the hero can go elsewhere?"

The surrounding villagers couldn't stop nodding, after all, everyone knew what would happen if they occupied them.

"Old man, if you don't kill you, it's already giving you a lot of face. Don't be ashamed. Brothers break into the village."

There was a wretched man next to the big man, who suddenly yelled.

Immediately, the entire team was shaken, and a few young people immediately booed.

Seeing that the old man was still hesitating, the big man showed impatience, and with a wave of his hand, his subordinates rushed up.

In a panic, the hunchbacked old man pulled Yi Feng aside.

Although he looked flustered, Yi Feng always felt that the old man in front of him seemed to be pretending.

Looking around, there are actually no defensive measures in this kind of village.

It was a fence at the entrance of the village, which was completely destroyed by horse thieves in a few strokes.

Hulala and his party rushed into the village, and in less than 3 minutes, more than a dozen villagers died tragically.

Seeing this, the village chief hurriedly begged the big man for mercy, and the big man laughed.

"Master, I'm in a good mood today, now bring your people, get out immediately, or you will die"

The village chief was a little embarrassed: "Grandpa hero, can you... let us pack some clothes."

Unexpectedly, this sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The burly man got off his horse and walked slowly, dragging the steel knife in his hand on the ground, drawing bursts of sparks.

"Old thing, you are still bargaining with me, you deserve it too?!"

As he said that, he kicked out, directly kicking the village head to the ground.

The old man was already old, and suddenly felt like his whole body was falling apart, and the pain was unbearable.

Seeing the old village chief who was over seventy years old, being beaten into a mess, Yi Feng felt furious in his heart.

On weekdays, Yi Tianxing's teachings welled up in his heart, and he just wanted to rush out.

He didn't want to, but was grabbed by the hunchbacked old man beside him.

Those dry and old hands were like iron tongs.

In the arena, seeing his boss showing his power, his subordinates became more and more arrogant, and there were endless applause.

This is a long time.

In Yang Village, no matter if it was the young and middle-aged men or the rest of the old and weak women and children, all of them were ashen-faced.

Some women and timid ones were already crying, and a sense of despair enveloped them.

The village head struggled and just got up, the bandit leader with a ferocious smile on his face had already walked in front of him again and kicked him out.

The old man rolled a few times on the ground, fell heavily on the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "wow".

With a playful smile on his face, he walked forward slowly again pretending to be relaxed.

"This bastard is actually teasing the old man! I'm going to kill him!"

The anger in Yi Feng's heart had reached its peak, his body trembled slightly due to over-excitement, and his mouth let out low growls.

Ever since he was rejected by Dao Kuang, he always felt that he had endless energy all over his body.

Moreover, the anger in my heart is uncontrollable from time to time, like an angry bull.

"Stinky boy, calm down, teenagers, why are you so angry?"

The words of the hunchbacked old man gave Yi Feng a chill in his heart, and he immediately came back to his senses.

Yes, what can he do with this body?
But the anger can never go away.

Here, the bandit leader walked up to him, stepped on the village chief's struggling body, and said with a smile.

"Old man, stop yelling, I will send you to see the King of Hades!"

As he spoke, he raised the steel knife in his hand.

Seeing that the village chief was about to die under the sword, the hearts of the people around him felt cold, and some couldn't help closing their eyes.

And those minions laughed loudly.

"Looking for death, the boss has made a move, we will kill them too!"

I don't know who it was, but it roared first.

"Kill me!!"

Many of them were masters who had seen blood, and suddenly drew out their steel knives and charged forward.

"kill!!"

Someone took the lead, and the group of minions, shouting, charged forward with swords in hand.

Seeing this, the bandit leader nodded in satisfaction, turned to look at the old man at his feet, and slowly raised the steel knife in his hand!

At this moment, a loud roar came from the side and reached everyone's ears.

"Bastard, you should die!"