small country farmer

Chapter 1112

The scolding, and the sudden appearance of the strong man immediately made the woman who looked like Lan Fang pale, her face was pale, and her eyes were full of panic and panic.

Zhang Wei frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes imperceptibly.

Although the woman in front of her was only similar in appearance to Lan Fang, but she couldn't tolerate other people's words of humiliation and anger, so she snorted coldly.

"What are you? Get lost!"

"Tie Niu!" The woman was frightened and stopped Zhang Wei cowardly.

In her opinion, those people are not something they can provoke.

They are members of the owner's family of the Eastern Imperial City, and no one dares to provoke them.

"Sister Fang, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Zhang Wei's current strength is one of the best. Even if she falls into the city of the sky, it is no problem to deal with these minions.

With an indifferent face and cold eyes, he stood up and confronted those big men.

"Boy, I advise you to stay away. She is our maidservant in the Eastern Imperial City. If you know her, hand her over to me quickly, or you will be destroyed."

East Imperial City?
Zhang Wei thought to himself, the Eastern Imperial City that these people talk about is probably the city in the sky, right?
Just listening to the word Donghuang, one feels that this city is full of the ancient atmosphere of the vicissitudes of time.

Is this really a city left over from the ancient times?
Judging by the attire and manner of these people, as well as their words and deeds, there is quite a vicissitudes of life.

This is really a place of miracles.

I don't know if Xiang Yang and the others have also fallen into the Eastern Imperial City.

"The maids of the Eastern Imperial City? You are really arrogant. If you dare to rob people's daughters in broad daylight, if I don't hand them over, what can you do to me?"

Zhang Wei has always been used to being aggressive, and he doesn't want anyone to be arrogant in front of him. Besides, these strong men are all fierce and vicious, so they don't seem to be any good enemies.

If that woman, also named Lan Fang, falls into their hands, she will inevitably be punished.

Although he didn't know why that woman appeared in front of him, and even called him Tie Niu, but since he met him, he had to take care of it.

When Zhang Wei said such words, there was a lot of disdain, and those strong men suddenly burst into anger, their faces were ferocious, and they yelled violently, and smashed their fierce fists.

"The brat is courting death!"

The strong man's fist was extremely powerful, and it came whistling with a strong wind. Although there was no fluctuation in the spiritual energy, the strong force distorted the void for a while.

Huh, this breath is a bit weird.

Zhang Wei's eyes were startled. Although he looked at the strong man's fist, which was extremely powerful, there was always an unspeakable strangeness in his heart.

Since the strong man who attacked did not have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, he was undoubtedly a warrior.

But the warrior aura on him is very strange, this is the first time Zhang Wei has encountered it.

With a cold snort, he immediately put his arms across his chest, and abruptly took that extremely powerful punch.

Bang!
The dull sound was like a drum beating, and an invisible wave of air suddenly vibrated.

There was nothing unusual about the strong man who came to attack, but Zhang Wei's eyes were startled, his expression changed slightly, his body retreated quickly, and his arms were slightly numb.

Zhang Wei's mind was buzzing, unbelievable, he was very surprised and puzzled.

You must know that your physical body has been tempered by the thunder of heaven, and you are only one step away from being holy. The ordinary strong can't shake it at all.

But right now, that seemingly ordinary fist, which couldn't be more ordinary, actually made her step back, her arms were numb, and she felt a dull pain.

What exactly is going on?

Zhang Wei's eyes were full of doubts, could it be related to the atmosphere here?
Before, he felt that the atmosphere of this place was very strange. After all, this place is a city left over from the ancient times, and the ancient monks are naturally different from the modern monks.

Moreover, most of the ancient unique skills have long been lost.

If Zhang Wei's guess is correct, then these people in front of him are real ancient warriors.

However, to prove this point, Zhang Wei still needs to solve the confusion in his heart.

"Little boy, you are not my opponent, get out of here."

"It's you who are going to roll, watch the punches."

In order to solve the confusion in his heart, Zhang Wei rushed forward and launched an attack.

His fists are also very strong, but the aura he exudes is out of tune with his surroundings, as if he doesn't exist in this world.

The strong man stared wide-eyed, shouted violently, and threw another punch.

Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, dull sounds like beating drums sounded one after another, and bursts of air waves shook the four directions.

Zhang Wei and the strong man fought fiercely, punching each other, it was completely a hand-to-hand fight.

At first, Zhang Wei was at a disadvantage and was constantly repelled, but in the end, Zhang Wei seemed to have adapted to the surrounding environment. Not only that, but he also mastered some of the breath of warriors in this world.

His boxing skills became more and more handy, and he began to force the strong man continuously, gradually gaining the upper hand.

"Good boy, you dare to practice with me."

The brawny man only reacted at this time, and his face immediately became angry, which was simply humiliating him.

There was a murderous coldness in his eyes, and he yelled loudly at the people behind him, without caring about anything else, one group of people attacked Zhang Wei, while the other group grabbed Lan Fang.

"Hmph, I just found out now, it's too late, you all get out."

The confusion in Zhang Wei's heart has been completely resolved. It seems that the cultivation environment in ancient times is different from the current cultivation environment.

From this point of view, today's strong monks are too watery, not as good as the real strength of the ancient gods.

But right now, he has grasped the essence of this place, his fists became more and more domineering, and without any reservations, he ruthlessly attacked those strong men.

(End of this chapter)