Chapter 230: Duel between men?

"Brother, be careful on the way."

"Son, if you finish eating dry food, please borrow some from those uncles and uncles. Don't be hungry."

"Liu Lang, be careful on the way, Jier and I are waiting for you at home."

"Dad, you want to buy me toys. I want Brother Yang's Feng Zhuan..."

The whole square is very lively.

Some unmarried women all had their eyes radiating female light, looking at the single men behind them with a lot of inventory. In the Demon-Slaying Village, the standard for measuring a man's good or bad is not who is strong or who is handsome or strong, but who is looking at it because he has a lot of prey.

Those villagers who find that their prey is more than others and have better quality than others have become proud on their faces, while those few people, poor quality village names are a little depressed.

As soon as Zhang Shang appeared, he immediately attracted attention, but it would not be possible not to attract attention. There were more than fifty animal skins, and the worst was the fur of six layers of monster beasts. In addition to the strange flowers and plants, unmarried women immediately gave charming eyes.

Although Zhang Shang had a daughter, his wife had passed away and was naturally a hot item now. Fang Chen held a sword in his hand, and no one paid attention to his sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

Fang Chen's cultivation and qualifications were highly concerned no matter where he walked. He was ignored for the first time. Fang Chen couldn't help but touch his nose. He had no jealousy or loss, but had a strange feeling.

"Zhang Shang, you have gained a lot this year. Fox Bear Paw, this is the best among the seven-level monsters. You are going to make a fortune this time."

An old man came over. This was Zhang Quan, the village chief of the Demon Slaying Village. The only master of the Demon Slaying Village was the same as Zhang Shang, and he was considered the clan uncle of the latter.

"Huh? Zhang Shang, you have broken through to the eighth level!" The village chief suddenly exclaimed. Although the cultivation level after the third level of fetal movement cannot be seen from the surface, this is when the cultivator deliberately hides it. Zhang Shang has not hidden his cultivation level now. Moreover, the village chief is a cultivator of the Divine Condensation Stage and has mental power, so it is not surprising that it is obvious.

"Uncle Quan, I went up the mountain to hunt the day before yesterday and encountered a fox bear, and then broke through." Zhang Shang did not hide it.

"Haha... OK! There is another eight-story master in our village." Village chief Zhang Quan laughed with relief. For an existence, the stronger the man in the village is, the happier he is.

The unmarried women around who had their eyes released their female light were even stronger when they heard the words of the village chief Zhang Quan, and even some widows became active.

"You... put down Sister Xiao You'er!"

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded, and the sound was a little tender.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy walked down from the square step by step, staring at Fang Chen, and a raging flame emerged. This was the village chief's grandson, Zhang Hu.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound and was slightly stunned. Finally, they noticed Fang Chen and saw Xiao You'er in his arms. They burst into laughter. This little hairy child was actually jealous.

"Let go of Sister Xiao You'er!"

Zhang Hu ignored the laughter around him, but just looked at Fang Chen and spoke again.

"Brother Hu, what are you going to do?" Xiao You'er looked at Zhang Hu for no reason. She didn't understand why Zhang Hu didn't allow Fang Chen to hug her.

"Sister Xiao You'er, don't talk. This is a duel between men!" Zhang Hu's eyes showed a firm look and he clenched his fists: "I, Zhang Hu, want to have a duel between men with you! If you lose, you will never be able to approach Xiao You'er."

"A duel between men?"

The laughter in the square was even happier, and at this moment, even Fang Chen couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Before the hair is growing, just a duel between men, making a mess! Don't you back down!" The village chief also laughed laughing, patted his grandson's head, and pulled it behind him.

"Grandpa, I want to duel with him!" Zhang Hu broke free from the village chief's hand and stood up.

"Brother Hu, my elder brother is very powerful. If you want to duel with him, you will be miserable." Xiao You'er was not as precocious as other children. She didn't know what others were laughing at, but just blinked her cute big eyes.

"Hmph! Sister Xiao You'er, I just condensed the Yuanli. Your elder brother is only at the third level of fetal movement. How can he be my opponent?" Fang Chen hid his cultivation. Even the cultivator of the Tiandan stage could not tell, let alone the little hair that had just condensed the Yuanli.

"Okay, no matter how nonsense you make, you won't be allowed to go to the town!" The village chief's tone became a little stern. He naturally couldn't see through Fang Chen's cultivation, and only regarded the latter as a cultivator at the third level of fetal movement, for fear that if his grandson continued to talk, the other party would be angry and would stop his grandson.

When Zhang Hu heard that he could not go to the town, he couldn't help but shrink his head, a little afraid, but his eyes looked at Fang Chen, he felt a little unwilling to accept it.

"This little brother, my grandson is ignorant, don't take it to heart." The village chief smiled kindly.

"It's okay." Fang Chen smiled slightly, but let go of Xiao You'er.

He naturally knew what the village chief meant, but he couldn't bother with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.

After this little episode, everyone was ready. As the leader of the village, it was impossible for the village chief Zhang Quan to leave the village. He led his son. Zhang Dayong, who had a ten-story fetal movement, slowly walked out of the village and walked towards Tianshe City.

From time to time while walking, Fang Chen could feel one or two gazes, and there was a faint smell of despisedness.

From the outside, Fang Chen is almost in his twenties and has not yet condensed his energy, so he will basically not achieve much in his life.

Although the people are simple, they still admire force very much, but they just don’t express their disdain in their hearts.

Fang Chen could naturally feel these gazes clearly, but he was too lazy to care about them. He could never let go of his momentum and shouted that I was the real person at the peak of Tiandan. Even if you all went together, you would not be my opponent.

The Demon-Slaying Village is not rich. Although there are horses, it is not much. It is all used to transport those supplies. Everyone must walk, and it takes about ten days to reach Tianshe City.

However, this lineup is very strong, and ordinary bandits will have some concerns. They are peaceful along the way. Some adults always joke about Zhang Hu when they have nothing to do, and want to have a "duel between men" with him.

"The terrain ahead is dangerous and is a good place to lie in ambush. There are often bandits who appear. Be careful when you go out. San, go ahead and inquire." Zhang Dayong waved his hand and stopped the team and ordered a middle-aged man with a sixth floor next to him.

His name is Ying San, and his cultivation level of the sixth level of fetal movement is also considered a little master. He also practices a body technique, which is very suitable for inquiry.

Hearing the order, Ying San immediately touched forward cleverly.

However, Fang Chen's face changed. With his cultivation and mental power, he was enough to cover a radius of thousands of miles. It was clear whether there were bandits in front of him.

"Brother Zhang, there is a group of horse thieves in front of him, with about a hundred people, and three tenth-level monks leading the team." Fang Chen lowered his voice and said to Zhang Shang beside him.

He has no friendship with these village names, and others don’t know him. Even if he says it, others may not believe him, but Zhang Shang beside him is different.

"Are you sure?" Although I thought that the brother Fang around me was mysterious, I still asked back with some uncertainty. After all, I had not reached the level of divine condensation and did not know the mental power.

"Sure."

Hearing Fang Chen's affirmative answer, Zhang Shang gritted his teeth, showed determination on his face, and suddenly shouted: "Ying San is back, there are bandits lying ambush around us."

As soon as these words came out, some commotion came from the team. Ying San hurriedly stopped and rushed back to the team. Although he was also a man, he didn't want to die in vain.

For a moment, everyone looked at Zhang Shang, with a look of inquiry, without any doubt. After all, the latter still has some reputation in the Demon-Slaying Village.

However, Zhang Shang had not explained yet, and a low buzzing sound suddenly came from the surrounding earth.

"Boom~!"

The sound became louder and louder, with rolling dust and smoke gathered from all around, forming a torrent of more than a hundred people.

"It's a horse thief! This is a red scarf thief!" Ahmura screamed in shock.

"I am the most brutal Red Trouble among the bandits. It is said that everyone who meets them will be killed!"

"Don't panic, don't be confused, hold them all together and protect the children!" Zhang Dayong is worthy of being the village chief's son. At this moment, he showed outstanding leadership skills and shouted to the village name behind him.

Zhang Dayong's influence was obviously very good. As his voice fell, all the village names formed a group to protect Zhang Hu and other children in the middle.

Fang Chen, who was in the crowd, touched his nose helplessly because these village names also regarded him as a weak person and pushed him to the center to protect him, which made him feel helpless and a little moved.

"Everyone, we are the village name of the Demon-Slaying Village. Please give us your best, let us go, and leave 30% of the supplies according to the rules!"

The other party has the advantage of the number of people, and he can also see that the other party has three ten-level monks, and his side is much weaker and does not want to have conflicts.

"Haha... I kill all the places where my red scarf thieves pass by, and rob them all! 30%? Are you sending the beggar? If your village chief said that old man from the dead, I would still have some estimates, but you... brothers, Zaiguang and these villagers, I would invite you to the best brothel in Tianshe City for a night of love."

The Demon-Slaying Village is obviously very famous around it, but that is because of the existence of a Divine Condensation Stage. The leader knew that there was no old village chief in the team and there was no slightest fear.

"Hoho! The commander is wise! Long live the commander!"

When they heard that they could go to the brothel in the city for a night, these horse thieves who were licking blood at the knife suddenly had green light in their eyes, urging the horses under their crotch to fight towards this place.

Seeing that the horse thief did not follow the rules, Zhang Dayong also had a sharp murderous intent in his eyes.

"The warriors of the Demon-Slaying Village, even monsters cannot stop us, let alone these horse thieves! Pick up the weapons in your hands and kill these evil horse thieves with me."
Chapter completed!