"Hahahaha, is my son of the Liu clan strong?" In front of the formation of the two villages, the originally gloomy clan elder laughed heartily.

At the foot of the East Mountain, the once noisy wasteland was silent for a while, and then the noise and yelling started again.

However, due to Liu Cang's loud shouting, the other party's shouting was no longer orderly. Instead, both parties were scolding in such a chaotic manner that no one could hear the details clearly.

Liu Bei's ears were buzzing, and Li Cang's voice was really loud. Seeing that it was disrupting the opponent's rhythm, Lou Sang Qingzhuang jumped hard. The people in front of the formation watched Liu Cang from a distance and were quite satisfied.

The clan elder was satisfied: Xuande's body and bones are fine, but he lacks such domineering attitude.

"Ding, your reputation in the East Village has increased, and your karma is 0.1." A long-lost system prompt came to his ears, and Liu Cang, who had shaken off Liu Bei's drag, calmed down in shock.

Liu Cang is very familiar with East Village, and most people there know him. Over the years, Liu Cang had long thought that there was no prestige to gain in East Village. Now, although this karma is inconspicuous, it really surprises Liu Cang.

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"Hmph, we agreed to have a battle to determine the outcome. How come? You don't have anyone in the East Village, so you only dare to imitate women's talk!?" The voices in the field were messy, and the clan elder could no longer suppress his words. The clan elder raised his hand to stop Liu from yelling.

, while talking, the young man from Dongcun also fell silent when the old man with a pestle gun raised his hand.

The old man opposite squinted his eyes and finally identified Liu Cang in the crowd: Tsk, the boy has become much stronger in the past two years.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm busy with the farm work. Let's finish the fight quickly. Don't waste time here!" The other party didn't say anything, but the clan elder spoke in a free and easy tone. He raised his hand to indicate that the young men in the village immediately raised their swords and weapons.

"kill!"

Unlike before where they were shouting and cursing randomly, they were shouting to kill in unison, bringing out a solemn atmosphere.

There was silence on the opposite side. Although there were many people, the momentum obviously dropped sharply at this time.

"You...you, Lou Sang Liu, want to bully others!?" Seeing the other party shouting for death, the old man from the East Village cursed angrily.

Nowadays, fighting is not a problem, but if you have no identity and carry weapons, you will be held accountable by the government.

Cai Yong's residence in Lousang is no longer a secret to the people around him. The clan elders deliberately publicized the Dongcun's concern for Lousang Village, so they naturally knew that Lousang had Xiang Yong.

The villagers also fought with sticks and fists, but now the opponent had a machete, which made the young people in the East Village feel timid for a moment.

"How dare you accuse me, Lou Sang, of deceiving others?! Do you really think that my Lou Sang sword has no blade?" The old man from Dongcun cursed angrily. The old man from the Liu clan asked angrily. As he spoke, he pointed his finger at Qing Zhuang's raised ring sword.

"You're shameless." The old man from the East Village cursed in a low voice, but did not raise his voice to refute.

Damn it, if you dare, show off the blade! Your knife is indeed wrapped like a rice dumpling, but what do you mean by wrapping it so obviously?

Aren't you obviously saying that you are giving in to us? We have already been given in. How can you let our son still have the momentum?

The old man from East Village muttered to himself, and after a moment, the two old men raised their left hands at the same time, and when they waved their arms forward, a shout of death erupted from both sides.

Fight, fight, why are you talking so much nonsense?

"Charge! Defeat them!"

With loud shouts and strange shouts, the young men on both sides began to charge.

In the center of the two formations, the Dongcun old man and the Lousang tribesman were each protected by a few middle-aged men, but no one around them dared to rush in.

The two old guys are generals and cannot be beaten. Of course, the two old guys are too old and can do POSS, but they cannot pinch them.

"Hold the knife for me!" Seeing the battle unfolding, Liu Cang turned back and threw the machete wrapped in a rice dumpling to Liu Bei. He opened his legs and pushed his shoulder towards the crowd rushing towards him.

"Haoxuan, be careful, don't strike too hard!" In a hurry, Liu Bei threw away the stick in his hand, held both swords in his hands, and shouted at Liu Cang loudly.

When it comes to people in this village, there is actually no rule about not attacking too harshly. However, everyone knows that Liu Cang is very powerful. His eighty-year-old physique can even turn some adults around with one hand. Liu Bei is really afraid that he will get into a fight with weapons.

'Bodies everywhere'.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and Liu Cang took the lead and collided with a middle-aged pioneer from the East Village.

"Ah~!" After several strange screams, the middle-aged man flew upside down, knocking over several of his younger members.

"Made, I want you to jump!" He raised his leg and kicked away a young man who was trying to hit his waist with a short stick. Liu Cang threw his arm and caught a thick stick, knocked the person wielding the stick over, and stepped towards him.

The middle-aged man who fell to the ground rushed over.

To say that the middle-aged man is really not that close.

Mainly because that guy was very ruthless. He jumped up and swung the stick at Liu Cang's head. His attitude made Liu Cang anxious.

No, after knocking down several people along the way, Liu Cang had already arrived in front of the middle-aged man when the young men of the two villages were fighting hand to hand.

Liu Cang raised his leg to kick him, his eyes were a little red, and he pointed directly at the middle-aged man's head and prepared to give him a prison kick.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The sound of two slaps of flesh sounded beside Liu Cang, and Liu Bei was seen wielding a knife with both hands, mindlessly knocking over two young men from the East Village.

"Haoxuan, keep your hands! Don't kick! Don't kick!" Liu Bei shouted, which made Liu Cang stop kicking.

Liu Bei was still frightened. With this kick, he got a good start, but he was afraid that he would be finished.

"He didn't mean to hit you, you rushed too fast." Liu Bei knocked down a young man again. He seemed to know the reason for Liu Cang's anger and explained in a panic.

Well, they are from Pioneer, so Pioneer will naturally have to fight against Pioneer. Logically speaking, this middle-aged opponent should be Liu's middle-aged man.

Everyone has been fighting since childhood, and they are more or less familiar with each other's tricks. Jumping and slashing are not considered killer moves. It's a pity that he hit Liu Cang, a raw melon and egg.

'You want my life? I'll kill you, my turtle grandson.'

Here Liu Cang managed to avoid a fatal blow, but the man on the ground over there felt uncomfortable. Liu Cang's chest was almost collapsed. If he hadn't been in mid-air when he was hit, his life would have been lost.

Already.

'Hold up Sun Liu Sanlu, we agreed to fight, but you are just playing dirty tricks.' The middle-aged man cursed in his heart.

"Bang!" He was kicking the middle-aged man in the face, and a big foot was kicking the middle-aged man in the face. The middle-aged man screamed with blood flying from his nose.

Even Liu Cang was startled by the big feet sticking out from his side. Looking around, he saw Liu Sanzhao in the village rushing to his side without knowing when.

"Dadeng, go protect the younger one. I'll come here." Liu Sanzhi had a calm face, holding the handle of the knife in his hand. After saying that, he rushed towards the screaming man again.

But he forgot that Liu Cang was the youngest here.

Liu Sanze swung his sword and beat the man with all his blows. The man screamed when he hit him, and Liu Sanze's chops made him feel happy.

"Bang! Bang!" Two sap blows hit Liu Cang's shoulders and back, and he rubbed his ears with the stick. The stinging heat in his ears once again knocked the hair out of Liu Cang, who was originally calm.

"Son of a bitch!" Liu Cang yelled with a grin, and punched the face of the person closest to him, causing the other person's nose to bleed. It was a pity that he didn't hit the other two people with a stick.

"Run? How dare you run on horseback!" Seeing the murderer fleeing, Liu Cang casually grabbed a wooden stick and threw it at him, then rushed through the crowd to chase down the two men who sneaked up on him.

"Liu Daheng, don't chase, you hit me wrong, I hit you wrong!" Seeing Liu Cang staring at one of them like a bull, the young man screamed in shock.

"Bang!" A man blocked the way and almost hit Liu Cang when he fell to the ground.

After dodging several random sticks beside him, and seeing the young man he was chasing running away, Liu Cang leaned over and pulled up the legs of the fallen man.

"Ah~!" he shouted in surprise.

However, he saw Liu Cang burst out with brute force, using his hands to swing the person like a club, and with a terrifying momentum, he matched the opponent's screams, and the people fighting around him fled for a while, making way for him.

I turned around to check Liu Cang's situation. It was better not to look at him. At first glance, I saw that two of the three souls of the sap young man were missing.

"Liu Daheng, brother Daheng, don't, don't chase me, you don't recognize me anymore, I..." Seeing Liu Cang chasing him with big strides, the young man cried, before he finished speaking, in front of him

A black shadow fell in front of him.

"Run! You get on the horse and run again! You hit me with two sticks and you still want to run." He threw the humanoid weapon with more mucus than nosebleeds in his hand and knocked over the young man who was running away. Liu Cang stepped forward and stepped on his chest.

"No, I'll just hit him with a stick." The young man struggled and shouted, shrewdly holding his head and face.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" He kicked the young man several times in an unclear manner.

"If I catch you alone, both sticks will be yours." Liu Cang said, but before he could finish his words, he received another stick in the back.

"Die to me!" He punched back, and the flesh on his back was a little hot. Liu Cang punched violently, and the opponent screamed in agony.
Chapter completed!