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Chapter 119: One Pot Side (Part 2)

"The boss is dead."

"The village leader is dead."

"How is this possible? Kill it, avenge the boss!"

"The village leader is dead, everyone run away!"

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As soon as Dou Ahu died, the backbone of the entire Lianyunzhai horse thieves collapsed. The strongest Dou Ahu was dead. Even the powerful corpse slaves were as powerful as golden armor, but were killed by the enemy. At first, these horse thieves shouted to avenge Dou Ahu, but when they rushed towards Fang Yan, their former brothers were strangely pierced through the middle of their eyebrows and died. This was a big fuck! Staying behind was dead, so why don’t you run away quickly.

What Fang Yan is most afraid of is that these horse thieves are fighting to the death. If they fight to the death, he can beat them all in one place. However, once someone escapes, in order to control the entire audience, he will not let a horse thief go, and his spirit must always be in a high tense.

"I want to escape, you are alone today and don't want to leave." Looking at the scattered horse thieves, only a few insisted on avenging Dou Ahu. Fang Yan sneered when he saw this, and threw away the deadly hard-working men who were chasing him and killed the escapees.

It is not unreasonable for Fang Yan to kill these people. Because he forced himself to break into the clerk, except for a few people who went out to search for his traces, the rest of the people can be said to be here. Some of them were killed by him before, and now there are nearly a hundred people, and one-third of these more than 100 people are monks in the violent state. If Fang Yan wants to wipe out all of them, it will be under great pressure.

The more difficult it is, the more challenging it is. Fang Yan wants to squeeze his potential and turn it into impossible.

"Liu A San, you escape from your father's head. If you run away, you will die. Why don't you join forces together so that you can kill this kid."

"Quick, fast archers lock this kid."

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The horse thief fled and died sooner. The bloodthirsty deadly elements shouted at the fleeing horse thief.

"Damn it, escaping is death, and not escaping is death. We fight this kid. We are dozens of times the number of people he has, so we still don't believe that we can't kill this kid."

"If you fight, you will kill this little bastard even if you die."

"Ah! Even if I die, I will splash your blood. Kill, brothers, kill me and kill these miscellaneous pieces."

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I have to say that when I know that I will die, these desperate horse thieves are completely crazy. Escape is death, not escaping is death, and the spirit of desperate erupts out, and they are cruel, cruel, cruel, and even more cruel to the enemy.

Several people rushed towards Fang Yan regardless of life and death, and were killed by Fang Yan. Then, they continued to move forward with their companions' body as human shield.

Under the desperate attack of these horse thieves, Fang Yan's wind-transforming body was very powerful, but he would also be slashed by the opponent's random swords, and there were injuries of varying degrees of gravity on his body.

Fang Yan has the Immortal Realm system to repair his injuries. As long as it is not that fatal injury, he doesn't care at all, but it's different in the eyes of these horse thieves.

He was very motivated before and was fighting for the number of people. So many people could kill him, but Fang Yan was even more cruel than them. He was injured and he didn't frown and continued to fight for his life. He was even more crazy and bloodthirsty than the horse thieves who had been adding blood to the knife all day long.

"Kill! Everyone is working harder. This kid is injured and his true energy is exhausted. He can kill him by working harder."

A big horse thief with a scar on his face looked ferocious and shouted at his companion behind him. Just now, he used his companion's cover to give Fang Yan a knife, and his confidence increased.

"Hey, it's human, it's human? It's impossible. It's all dead in a while." The scar horse thief found that he screamed and no one came forward to cover it. When he turned around, he saw that there was no living person around, and he was the only one standing, and he couldn't help but look shocked.

"They are all dead, now you can go on the road with them." Fang Yan sneered, shaking the long sword in his hand, and then a sharp sword light shot straight into his eyebrows.

"No, you can't kill me, I'm Kawaguchi-gun Lee..."

When the scar-faced horse thief saw Fang Yan attacking him, he couldn't help but scream, but as soon as he was halfway through his voice, the voice stopped abruptly and was pierced by Fang Yan's eyebrows and died.

"I'm dead, and finally all of them are dead." Looking at the mountains of corpses around my body, Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, desperately trying to squeeze his potential, and finally killed all these more than 200 horse thieves.

"The body has reached its peak and is almost exhausted. Now is a great time to practice." Fang Yan felt an extreme feeling of weakness from his body, and then he used the Wind Body Technique to rush into the interior of the village.

Now his body is extremely weak. To practice, he must find a safer place to become. Because he knew that the horse thief was probably not completely wiped out by him, and a small number of people were sent out by Dou Ahu to find his traces.

Fang Yan did not intend to leave Lianyun Village, the old nest of the Blood Evil Horse Thieves Group. Instead, he stopped in a relatively remote barracks in the village.

Practice as early as possible. The first hour of practice is the best when you are extremely exhausted. One hour of cultivation is enough to ten hours.

After Fang Yan left, in just half an hour, a group of horse thieves who were searching out came back. The team of horse thieves looked at the corpse mountain piled up in the central square of the village and their legs were so scared that they shivered. After a tentative search, they found that there was no living person in the village.

"Haha... it's developed, now it's really developed. Both the boss and the second boss have died. The third boss must have died even if he didn't come back. All the treasures in this hamlet are ours."

"Hurry, everyone, hurry up and do it. You can't stay here anymore. We will take away all the treasures robbed from the mountain village and find a place to hide their names and be a new person. We will not be a horse thief."

"Hurry, you two go to the carriage, and the rest of you go to the village to collect treasures."

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The bloody horse thieves in Lianyun Village were almost wiped out, and several bosses were killed. The team of 20 people was excited and found that the supplies in the village were not passive at all. They immediately shouted that they wanted to take away the supplies robbed from the village and be reborn.

There are too many supplies in the copycat, and dozens of carriages cannot be loaded. These more than 20 horse thieves are busy like ants on hot pans. Boxes of supplies are sorted out, and all the valuables are loaded onto the car, and all the valuables are discarded because they have no time and no one takes them away.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed quietly.

"Haha... This practice has increased by 20,000 experience, but it is still seven or eight hundred thousand to break through to the next level."

After laughing, Fang Yan still remembered the treasures in the mountain village and immediately left this remote barracks.

"I've been looking for death, but I've actually caught the me." As soon as Fang Yan came out, he saw more than 20 horse thieves carrying supplies to take them away. Among them, there were more than a dozen cars of large boxes containing spirit stones, spiritual medicines and herbs, and various ores. Isn't this a tiger's mouth to seize food? He couldn't help but shout and rushed towards these busy horse thieves.
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