Rural Shennong

These ten cars are not luxury cars, but ordinary cars. The best one is an SUV worth hundreds of thousands.

It can be seen from this that these people are not particularly arrogant forces in Haicheng or around Haicheng.

But among the more than 50 people, there were actually eight martial artists, more than a dozen martial arts apprentices, and one of them was a master with great external strength.

If it were in Yuncheng, a force with such a luxurious manpower would be enough to walk sideways.

"As expected of Haicheng!" Chen Ping sighed secretly: "A small force pops up randomly, and there are so many masters."

That martial artist with great external strength walked with the wind, and before he got close, he was overwhelmed by an oppressive aura.

The villagers looked into his eyes and found it difficult to breathe.

Jiang Shenwei was covered in cold sweat, and said in shock: "This... this is a warrior!"

Chen Ping patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, I've said it all, I'll carry it when the sky falls!"

Wai Jin Wuzhe walked five meters away from Chen Ping and stopped: "Scarred head, who touched you just now."

Scarlet pointed at Chen Ping: "Master Fu, this is the kid!"

Fu Hong looked Chen Ping up and down a few times: "Scarred head, you were beaten unjustly, he is also a warrior!"

"Boy, where are you from?"

In Fu Hong's eyes, Chen Ping is just a scumbag who has started with external strength, and he can easily kill it with a single finger.

But Fu Hong did not act rashly, because there were still four masters standing behind Chen Ping.

Two of them have small success in external strength, one is in the middle stage of external strength, and there is one who he can't see through, probably at the same level as his cultivation base.

Chen Ping obviously took the lead.

It can be seen that Chen Ping's identity and background are not ordinary for so many people with higher cultivation bases than him to follow behind him.

Fu Hong didn't want to kick the iron board for no reason.

Chen Ping said calmly: "I'm from Lingnan, what advice do you have?"

Fu Hong relaxed a little tense: "From Lingnan?"

As long as it is not local, he is not afraid of crossing the river, because this is Haicheng.

"Boy, do you know that this is the territory of the Xia family, and Scarletou can be regarded as a worker for the Xia family."

Chen Ping chuckled and said, "Xia's territory? Where is it written?"

Fu Hong narrowed his eyes and said, "If you don't know what the Xia family is like, you'd better call your parents and ask."

Chen Ping crossed his arms: "I'm sorry, I'm Ye Luzi, I don't have any elders in the school, I just bring a bunch of brothers out to fool around, and when I see something unfair, I just flirt with it."

Fu Hong laughed angrily, and after a long time, Chen Ping was just a stunned young man with no background.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even report his background teacher.

"Young man, the world is big, and there are some people you simply can't afford to offend."

"Now give me a bow and apologize. I see that you are also a warrior, and I will give you a chance to mix with me."

"Follow me, I can save you ten years of struggle!"

Chen Ping raised his hand and rubbed his nose with his thumb: "I'm sorry, I'm born with a hard bone, and I can't bend down!"

Fu Hong has seen many stunned youths like Chen Ping, who ran from other places to the colorful world of Haicheng, dreaming of breaking out of the world.

It wasn't until he was severely beaten by the society that he knew how to bow his head and compromise, that he understood the hardships and dangers of the world.

Many warriors under him are subdued in this way.

Fu Hong waved his hand: "Bring him here, let him kneel in front of me, don't hit too hard."

He didn't plan to do it himself, he was just a martial artist who had started with external strength, even the few remaining ones were not a concern.

Fu Hong planned to save his strength to deal with that guy who couldn't see his cultivation clearly.

The warriors behind him came out more and more, they didn't bother to say anything harsh, and rushed towards Chen Ping directly.

Chen Pingdong didn't move: "Second child, third child, Qiangzi, go up and practice your hands, this is a rare opportunity."

Duan Peilong, Hua Biao and Sha Zhuqiang have long been ready to move.

When I encountered those stinky fish and rotten shrimps before, I couldn't show their skills at all.

With Chen Ping and Zuo Bingxiu in charge, what are they afraid of?

Three against eight, the moment the two sides met each other, there was no prelude, and they directly entered the climax of shopping.

The eight fighters on the opposite side were caught off guard.

It's really Duan Peilong and the others who are too fierce, as if they are desperate for their lives, and they have the madness to drag their backs even if they die.

The "bang bang!" sound of the collision of fists and feet made the ears of the surrounding villagers and Jiang Shenwei numb.

They can hardly see the movements of these warriors clearly, but they can still feel the danger in them.

Jiang Shenwei's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. He never expected that the young men who were drinking and eating meat at the same table with him just now were all warriors.

Three against eight, even if Duan Peilong and the others have Chen Ping Luezhen, they don't panic, but their strength is there.

Although the eight opponents were beaten in a bit of a mess at the beginning.

But as time went by, the eight fighters gradually calmed down, Duan Peilong and the three of them couldn't bear it anymore, they had to back to back and resist the siege together.

"Oh!"

Duan Peilong, who was the weakest in cultivation, was kicked in the chest and took a step back. Sha Zhuqiang hurriedly made up his position and blocked a heavy punch.

The small formation of the three showed some flaws, and they were immediately caught by eight masters, who launched a fierce attack.

Jiang Shenwei was so anxious that he was about to jump, but he could only do it in a hurry and couldn't help, so he kept gesturing to Chen Ping with his eyes, wanting him to go up and help.

But Chen Ping didn't intend to move at all.

On the other side, there was a hint of a winning smile on the corner of Fu Hong's mouth, but just as the corner of his mouth was twisted, it froze on his face.

Duan Peilong was kicked, protected by Hua Biao and Sha Zhuqiang, immediately took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

Visible to the naked eye, his complexion quickly began to recover, and he rejoined the battle group after two or three breaths.

Fu Hong's eyes twitched.

He didn't know what kind of medicine Duan Peilong had taken, but the elixir that could allow a martial artist with a small external strength to quickly recover his combat power, he knew it must be very precious after thinking about it.

"Damn it, can't you be obedient and submissive? This kind of elixir is worth thousands of gold, is it worth it for a chaotic fight?"

Fu Hong felt sorry for Duan Peilong.

He didn't know that Chen Ping's elixir was made from leopard vines and hanging rushes, supplemented with various medicinal materials.

This is the kind that was given to Mr. Wei before, and Chen Ping is not rare at all.

"Bang bang!"

Just when his heart was distressed, Hua Biao was suddenly hit by a heavy punch on the shoulder. When he tilted his body, he was immediately swept by a whip leg.

He snorted, a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, obviously he had been severely injured.

The butcher yelled, "I'll block it, retreat quickly!"

His cultivation base is the strongest, reaching the middle stage of external strength, and now he is the firefighter among the three.

Fu Hong shook his head contemptuously: "At the end of the battle, let's see how long you can hold on..."

He froze before he finished speaking.

I saw that Hua Biao, like Duan Peilong, quickly took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, his complexion immediately improved, and soon he joined the battle group.