A soft shout was heard immediately behind Qing Wu, and Yang Ningfeng's fist surged with vitality and energy, and the Tyrant Dragon Fist was punched out.
Yang Ningfeng's speed was so fast that Qing Wu had no time to dodge.
"Pfft!"
The powerful explosive force of the Tyrannical Fist exploded on Qing Wu's back. Qing Wu was shocked and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"hateful!"
The Four Guards in Qing Yi have been operating in this area for many years, specializing in robbing goods from small forces or small villages. They have always been successful, but they did not expect to be here today. All this is because of this nosy young man, Qing Wu.
He really hated Yang Ningfeng to the core. When he spurted blood, he also let out a roar. Then he tightened his grip on the knife and turned around to fight back.
But then there was a look in his eyes that was extremely horrifying, because a powerful force exploded in his body again.
Another mouthful of blood spurted out.
But this was not the end, because the next strong man's power appeared in his body again and exploded.
Three mouthfuls of blood spurted out, Qingwu was completely shocked, and his face turned as white as a piece of paper.
But before he could figure out why he was hit three times with just one punch, Yang Ningfeng's fist had already hit him again.
It’s Tyrannosaurus Fist again!
The power of this punch seemed even more terrifying and powerful.
Qingwu was only a first-level master, so how could he withstand two heavy blows from Yang Ningfeng's Tyrannical Fist?
Blood spurts out continuously, and the knife in his hand can no longer be held.
"If you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts!"
Yang Ningfeng stopped taking action, but took a few steps back and said indifferently.
Seeing this, everyone watching the battle knew that Qing Wu had been completely defeated. Although he was still standing, he must have lost his fighting power. Otherwise, Yang Ningfeng would not have retreated so calmly and then spoken.
Some people who knew that Qing Wu, the boss of the fourth guard of the Qing Yun Gang, was a master of martial arts, looked at Qing Wu who was still holding on to his mouth while blood was spurting out, and turned around slowly. These people were secretly shocked, Liang Liang
He secretly took a breath: "This young man looks to be sixteen or seventeen years old at most, but he can so easily defeat Qing Wu, who is notorious and already a master. If he is allowed to grow up, how can he be? Sixteen
Being able to defeat masters at the age of seven, what kind of cultivation talent is this? In the entire Chongyuan Continent, he can be regarded as a monster-level genius?"
Qingwu turned around, "poof", and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, then his body went limp and fell down, but he held on, knelt down on one knee, supported the ground with his hands, and raised his head.
At this time, his eyes were red, his face was full of resentment and ferociousness, and a hoarse and cold voice came out of his mouth: "Who are you?"
"Even if you kneel to me, I won't tell you." Yang Ningfeng looked at Qing Wu sarcastically and said indifferently.
"Little bastard, you will regret what you did today. The Qingyun Gang is at odds with you. You just wait for the revenge of the Qingyun Gang!" Qingwu's voice became hoarse, and his words were even colder.
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"Really? That will happen in the future, you can't see it anymore!"
Yang Ningfeng smiled calmly, but his eyes were scanning all around. From Qing Wu's words, he thought that there were probably spies from the Qingyun Gang nearby.
However, he was not afraid. Since he had taken action, he had already been prepared for retaliation. And he knew very well that if he had not taken action, the people in Tielin Village would be even worse now. He really couldn't bear to see the fate of the uncle who kindly showed him the way.
This misfortune.
"You boy must be in big trouble!" The voice of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit sounded at this time.
"Are you scared?" Yang Ningfeng said coldly.
"Tch!" the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said angrily: "There is no one in this world that I am afraid of, but do you think it is worth it?"
"What do you think?" Yang Ningfeng's tone became cold.
"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it. What can you do if you are the master? Hehe!" The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit knew that Yang Ningfeng was unhappy. If he said such words to stop Yang Ningfeng, he would definitely arouse Yang Ningfeng's resentment, so
Hehe smiled: "But this is good, it will give you more opportunities to experience. Haha, I suddenly look forward to what it will be like if you go against a gang."
"Although I won't offend others unless they offend me, you can tell what kind of thing the Qingyun Gang is from the actions of these four people. If they just stop here, forget it, but if they come to provoke me again, I will definitely destroy them."
Yang Ningfeng said coldly.
"Haha, to be ambitious, you need to have such a mentality. Those who offend me will die, and those who oppose me will die. The path of the strong is unstoppable!" The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit suddenly laughed and became excited.
"..." Yang Ningfeng couldn't help but be stunned: "You have become too fast? You are indeed a villain!"
"..."
The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit was speechless. After a while, he became furious: "You are the villain, and your whole family is a villain! Fuck!"
puff!
Yang Ningfeng was about to fight back again, but suddenly, Qing Wu spurted blood continuously. After taking his last breath, he finally fell to the ground. After his body twitched several times, he fell silent and died.
At this point, of the four Tsing Yi guards of the Qingyun Gang, two are dead, one is blind, and one's life or death is uncertain.
"It's okay now! But you'd better be careful of the Qingyun Gang's more crazy revenge."
Glancing at Qing Wu's body indifferently, Yang Ningfeng turned around, his eyes fell directly on the middle-aged uncle's face, and said.
But after finishing speaking, without waiting for the middle-aged uncle to say anything, he was already striding forward.
call out!
Xiaojin caught up with Yang Ningfeng in a few jumps, then jumped up and landed on Yang Ningfeng's shoulders.
Looking at the backs of this man and the monkey, the eyes of everyone in Tielin Village were filled with emotion.
At this time, Tang Hao, who was standing in the grass on the side of the road, looked at Yang Ningfeng's back with complicated eyes, but there was no jealousy, instead there was gratitude, shame, and a little admiration.
"Thank you, little brother!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged uncle shouted loudly.
Yang Ningfeng, who was walking forward, paused for a moment, but did not look back. He raised his hand and then continued to move forward, leaving only a dashing figure for the people of Tielin Village.
"Although his clothes are ordinary, he has such strength at such a young age. He must be a young man from a big family!" the middle-aged uncle sighed.
"Village chief, what should we do now?"
Suddenly, someone asked softly behind the middle-aged uncle.
"go back!"
The middle-aged uncle was silent for a while after hearing this, staring at the retreating figure, thinking about what Yang Ningfeng said before leaving, and finally made a decision in his heart.
"go back?"
The people behind him were all stunned. Although they were also afraid of the Qingyun Gang's revenge, if this batch of goods could not be sold, the whole village would be starving.
"Yes, let's go back first. Let's take a look at it in two days and sell it somewhere else."
The middle-aged uncle said with certainty: "If we go again, no one may be able to come back! There are no people, let alone goods?"
"I agree with what the village chief said." Tang Hao said as he walked out of the grass with a somewhat frivolous step.
The middle-aged uncle glanced at Tang Hao: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay. You should be fine if you go back and rest for a few days." Tang Hao shook his head. In fact, his injury was quite serious, but he didn't want the villagers to worry. Of course, it was not life-threatening.
The middle-aged uncle looked at Tang Hao for a while, and then smiled, his eyes full of admiration. He knew that after this incident, the most talented young man in the village and the one he designated as the next village chief had finally grown up.
The arrogant character must have changed, and the person has become mature!
Perhaps the biggest gain from this trip is this!
"Let's go back."
The middle-aged uncle reached out and patted Tang Hao's shoulder, then shouted in an unquestionable tone.
The villagers have always believed in the middle-aged uncle, and they are not stupid. If his life is gone, no matter how much money he makes from selling goods, it will be useless.
So everyone walked around one after another, pulling the goods and returning the way they came.
The robbery finally came to an end. After the people from Tielin Village left, other bystanders quickly left as well.
The road filled with the smell of blood became quiet again.
After waiting for a long time, a person poked his head out from the grass on the roadside. After looking around, he jumped out. Then he quickly ran out of the road and checked the situation of the four guards in Qingyi one by one. Finally, he let out a helpless sound.
With a bitter sigh, he reached into his arms and took out something from his arms. Then when he put it down, a sharp sound sounded in the air, and at the same time, a strange pattern bloomed in the air.
The sharp sound echoed far away. Yang Ningfeng, who was walking, suddenly stopped in his steps, turned around, cast his eyes into the air, and a cold smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Sure enough, there are people from the Qingyun Gang nearby. Come on, Qingyun Gang!"
Yang Ningfeng still had no regrets. On the contrary, his fighting spirit was burning and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.
"Hehe, this is your first real experience in life. It is a blood experience. I hope you can get through it safely." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit also did not take the revenge of the Qingyun Gang at all and said with a chuckle.
"Safety is a must, don't we still have you?" Upon hearing this, Yang Ningfeng turned around and continued to stride forward, smiling in her heart.
"I believe you are so worthless." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit immediately said angrily. "I'm telling you, don't try to meddle with me. If you don't have to do it in the future, don't think about me taking action again. I don't have that much.
Leisure time.
"You don't have time to spare? You stay in my mind every day and you still have something to be busy with? Tell me, what are you busy with?" Yang Ningfeng was surprised and said in surprise!
But the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit blurted out without even thinking: "I won't tell you."
"..."
Yang Ningfeng blinked his eyes, and after a while, he said three words harshly: "You have the guts!"
Along the way, as expected, there was a fork ahead. Yang Ningfeng turned left as the uncle whose name he still didn't know said, and then walked faster and faster.
Shortly after noon, finally, the outline of a small town ahead appeared in his sight.