Thunder Martial

The energy swept underneath was actually blocked by all the effort. This scene was completely unexpected by the two of them, and the faces of the two warring men changed dramatically.

Thereafter, ordinary Dan Yuan's face had a delightful color. Knowing that he was not hostile, he came in this direction with the intention of sensing the powerful atmosphere that had just surged. It was just a flash of breath that he couldn't accurately perceive, and that came straight.

I had no idea this strong man was down there, and he was going to ask for help.

Suddenly, he felt a powerful aura coming from below, and as he turned his head, his dead soul swept away. It was just a punch, a golden punch, brilliant as a golden yang, tearing up space, with a terrible aura.

He also ducked to the side when his color changed dramatically. The blow would not have struck him, but he could have escaped.

But his opponent, the Ascendant Warrior, was not so lucky. The punch was clearly coming straight at him, and it was too late to dodge, and he could only mobilize the ultimate force in his body to resist the blow.

This punch, powerful and terrible, directly bombarded the Houtian Warrior.

This is a strike from the sky, but it does not prevent the full blow-up of the boxing light, giving it 10% power.

“Boom!”

The fist exploded, turning into a destructive energy, sweeping the Sky Warrior. This destructive energy directly shatters space, and the sky presents a huge black hole.

Normal Danyuan stares at the big hole, he didn't hear a single other sound until the energy dissipated.

Energy dissipated, space healed, a corpse covered in scorched black fell from the sky and fell to pieces on the ground.

Normal Danyuan dodged over, stood in the distance, looking at the body on the ground, his expression had reached the extreme. Just now he felt this breath, he knew it was extremely powerful, but he didn't expect it to be that powerful.

One hit, Houtian Warrior dies.

Also in a state of shock is Zhang Feng, who was also frightened by the powerful punch of Zixuan, frightened. The ability to kill the great success of the Septuaginal Warrior with a single punch in the air is truly powerful and outrageous.

“Many thanks Senior for saving my life in the jungle.” The ordinary Dan Yuan reacted and hurried to thank you.

“Help, who saved you?” An indifferent voice rang from below: “Killing him just gives you a little more time to live, and a selfish little man like you who cares only about his own life and death is not worthy of living in this world. ”

The indifferent voice changed the mood's face again, and he did not expect this powerful man to be angry and call himself a selfish dwarf. He quickly explained: "Forgive my predecessors, it was the Tianwu Alliance who deceived people too much, not me. ”

Obviously, the other party does not know where they are selfish.

“Treat mortals as ants. Kill them!” The indifference sounded again, followed by the re-emergence of the golden light, heading straight towards the dome of heaven.

Jungzhixing stared wide-eyed, this is incredible in his eyes, incredible, this punch, he can't stop, this punch, he will definitely die, but he does not want to. What he didn't want was not to die, but to die for himself.

It's because mortals are termites, mortals are termites. And the other side, because of his energy aftershock, killed some mortal ants and shot at him.

This is the source of Jungzhi's disappointment, is he not as successful as some mortal ants?

The golden fists sparkle and the bush's body blows straight away. I wanted to leave a whole corpse for each other, but they didn't even know where it was wrong. It's time to kill, damn it, no whole corpse!

Immediately after the burgeoning energy dissipated, Zhang Cun fell into a brief quiet, all staring at the courtyard where the purple trees were located. This silence lasted for 10 breaths before screaming and shouting.

“Save someone!” The other villagers reacted, then rushed towards the collapsed house.

Houses collapsed and others were crushed, some of them dead or only wounded, mostly women and young children or the elderly. Because young Zhuangding, they all ran out early in the morning.

The crowd began to clean up the collapsed houses, but neither the wooden nor the stone houses were easy to clean up.

Just then, a hurricane blew through. Hurricane blows open the boulders, blows away the wood blocks, reveals the villagers inside, some of them are dead, some of them are still alive, hurry up and help.

The hurricane just now was caused by purple waving sleeves. He closed his sleeves and found Zhang Fengzheng looking at him strangely. Purple asked: “What, do I have flowers on my face? ”

Zhang Fengnaturally knew that Zixuan had been treated. "What a strange guy. ”

Zijuan naturally knew what they were saying and replied: "Women and children are innocent. ”

Zhang Feng laughed strangely: "In return for virtue! ”

In the conversation room, Ice and the crippled old man Zhang headed outside, but helped other villagers go.

Purple stared at the two: “The good people are the good people, because the good people know gratitude, they can always remember the good of others, and ignore the discomfort. As for others, one can only remember how good they are to others and ignore how good they are to them. ”

Zhang Feng smiled: "Then are you a good person, too, going to save people? ”

Purple shook his head: “I am not a good person. I can remember what others have done to me, but I will not forget what others have done to me. ”

Zizhen and Zhang Feng did not go out to save people. All the big stones and lumbers flew away, making saving people a lot easier.

Not only Zhang Village, but Liu Village nearby was also severely hit. Less than one half of the people in the village, most of them wounded, were miserable.

In the face of such disasters and shocks, the people of the small village seem to be very united. Everyone can help. Of course, there are also very individual kindnesses, such as Zhang Fei Xiaofei's family, who will go first to rescue the wealthy people, and in the rescue process, their eyes keep sweeping and they seem to be looking for something.

As it was the two fathers and sons, the two prepared the food for a little longer period, which resulted in the other two being slowed down when they came out. It was this beating that kept them both alive.

In a situation like this today, it's quite normal for the next time. The monks fought in the air, and it was common for mortals to suffer.

Why don't you let Zhang Feng smile and purple laugh about it? Zijuan didn't respond.

Purple people are not bad, but they are not good enough, so they do not deliberately go to the rescue of others. However, Zhang Village as a whole is in purple sanctuary. If there is a monk fighting, Purple Village will attack once he arrives here.

Light drives away, heavy blows.

At the end of the day, because there were so many fierce warriors, the purple beard directly supported a huge light mask. The mask protects all Zhang Village mortals, while also warning other monks, once they step into the mask range, die!

Zhang Village as a whole lived relatively well, at least a lot better than the outsiders because of Ziqin's shelter.

Other villagers, after hearing that Zhang Village had a powerful cultivator shelter, also dragged their families to run.

Zhang Village is a big place, people don't expect to live here, just ask for a place to hide.

In this regard, the good man Zhang Tiao naturally opened the door for convenience, allowing the villagers to come in. Villagers' lives would not have been easy, and the freezing of the cold combined with this disaster made their lives even more difficult.

And because they came in a hurry, they didn't have much to bring with them. At best, they would have some meat dried, and it wouldn't be long before they ate.

Old Zhang and Ice took out winter food from their homes and supplied these foreign villagers. These villagers understand gratitude and eat very little every meal. They also know that the old Zhang family does not have much food.

In this regard, Zixuan is merely watching and does not intend to help. Though awake, his injuries have not fully recovered and need to be repaired.

There are fights outside all day, Zhang Feng also dispelled the idea of finding Ren Yuan fruit, and stayed here in peace, let's wait for it to mature.

During this period, villagers went out and went back to their original homes to collect food. At the same time, they also informed relatives such as Aunt Seven and Aunt Eight, which led to more villagers arriving in Zhang village.

Zhang Village is not large, and the range of masks raised by purple is not large. Soon it will appear crowded here. It's just that the purple house is surrounded by empty space, no villagers dare to disturb it, their eyes look this way, full of gratitude and awe.

They know it's the monks here, guarding them.

There are more and more people, the mask is obviously getting smaller and smaller, the villagers are miserable, the old man is impatient, but he doesn't say much. But when Ice came out, he walked to Purple and did not speak, but looked at him with his eyes open.

Feel Ice gaze, purple eyes open looking at each other.

Neither of them spoke, stared at each other, and eventually, they were defeated in purple: “This place is huge, there are too many villagers, you can't save everyone. ”

Ice didn't answer. He looked at Zijuan like that. Zijuan was helpless and said: “Even if they all stay, what about food? They freeze in the cold, and they die without food. ”

Ice still fails to answer, his eyes staring at the purple.

Eventually, the battle was won by Icer, who was helpless, with his big sleeve swinging, and the golden light shield grew again, one-half bigger than it had been.

“Yeah, we won!” Ice just stood up, holding his little fist, pounding towards the purple, and then quickly walked towards the purple, kissing him in the face.

"'I knew you were the best,' said Ice. ”

After that, Ice ran into the room, and when she closed the door, she turned her back against the door and blushed. And the heart beats so fast that even a pat on the chest can't press it down.

Finally, she threw up her tongue lightly, still hot on her face, but beautiful in her heart.

The mask has expanded, and more villagers have come to seek refuge. As a man of Zhang Cun, he is also the best hunter, Zhang Fei has a high reputation here. Of course, this is just one, and more importantly, the private asylum seeker knows that his son came back carrying a powerful monk, and it can be said that the life of this powerful monk was saved by his son.