The heavens begin with the game

Chapter 265 Don't kill and keep it for the New Year? (recommendation ticket is required at three o'clock)

"Good, good, good!"

Fang Yi said good words three times in a row.

At this moment, Fang Yi suddenly understood why Dongbo Snow Eagle was so jealous!
Born at the end of the Longshan Empire, the empire was rotten. Perhaps the highest level of the Xia Clan, the Chaofans were still dedicated to fighting for the Xia Clan, but how many Chaofans were there in the entire Xia Clan?
A building, the real cornerstone class, is already dominated by the wicked, and the good people will not end well.

Dongbo Snow Eagle, who rose from the midst of the underworld, was really angry and fought against this kind of world, so he hates evil like a hatred!

In the second life and the fourth life, Fang Yi has seen a lot of killing and fighting.

But it was the first time Fang Yizhen saw such shameless and angry things.

"Die!" Fang Yi moved.

The scimitar at his waist was pulled out by Fang Yi in an instant.

A cold glow, like a bolt of lightning, instantly flashed across Tong Zong's neck.

"Heh, cough" Tong Zong's eyes widened, he breathed hard, and stretched out his hand, as if trying to grab something. The next moment, his consciousness was completely plunged into boundless darkness.

Fang Yi killed Tong Zang, and the whole process was lightning-fast.

By the time the villagers in Hejiazhuang and the caravan people reacted, their copper-brown bodies had slowly fallen to the ground.

"My boss is dead!"

"Brother Tong is dead?"

At this moment, both the people from the caravan and the people from Hejiazhuang were stunned!
He Quan was stunned!

Deng Wan rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Who is copper palm?

He is a true earth-level knight.

In a small place like Hejiazhuang, was killed by someone?
Even He Quan, who had long known that Fang Yi was also an Earth-level knight, couldn't believe it.

Master Fang Yi who lives in his own village, is he so strong?
He Quan thought that the battle between Fang Yi and Tong Zong would be a battle between dragons and tigers. The two sides would fight for [-] rounds. In the end, no one could do anything to the other!

Unexpectedly, the battle ended before it even started.

"No, brother Tong is carrying a token of the organization. Once it is exposed, I will die." Deng Wan shuddered all over, and then his eyes turned red, "The thief killed the master, avenge the master! This name Hand over the knights of the lower ranks to me, and kill all the thieves and bandits present, kill them all!"

Deng Wan didn't see exactly how the previous knife killed Tongzong, but Deng Wan was sure that the opponent didn't have a vortex of fighting spirit, obviously not a heavenly knight.

A ground-level knight was able to instantly kill another ground-level knight.

Deng Wan thought that Tong Zong had underestimated the enemy carelessly.

The most important thing is that Fang Yi looks too young from the outside, and it is really difficult for people to link Fang Yi with the word strong.

Following Deng Wan's order.

He Quan's expression changed, and he immediately ordered the militia to protect the ordinary villagers, while he himself was prepared for a fierce battle.

However, the next scene almost didn't make He Quan's jaw drop in shock.

Fang Yi didn't say anything at all, raised his scimitar, and rushed towards the caravan.

One person, one knife, and the entire caravan can't find a single enemy.

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

The scimitar was turned into a phantom by Fang Yiwu, with the sound of whistling wind.

The shadow of the knife slashed across the necks of the caravan knights, blood splattered, and the sound of sharp weapons slicing through the flesh can be heard everywhere.

In just a split second, Fang Yi withdrew his knife.

"Okay, so strong! I can't even see his sword clearly. I can't block it at all!" He Quan's eyes widened. He was shocked by the speed of Fang Yi's sword swing. Then He Quan looked at the huge sword. The caravan's eyes widened even more. In the entire caravan, not one of the NO.30 knights could survive.

"Master Fang Yi, you, you killed them all?" He Quan stared.

This caravan is not the strongest among all the caravans in Hejiazhuang, but it is by no means the weakest. There are more than 20 knights, including two earth-level knights. With such strength, It is absolutely possible to slaughter the entire Hejiazhuang easily, even compared to the bandit team led by any small boss in Yiran Mountain, it is not weak at all, but, unexpectedly, it was killed by one person in an instant?
It's nothing more than grabbing a knife in a thousand troops, right?

"These scumbags, don't kill them and save them for the New Year?" Fang Yi asked He Quan.

"That's not true." He Quan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "It's just that they are a registered caravan of the Longshan Empire after all."

"If the village is robbed by bandits, will the Longshan Empire take care of it?" Fang Yi asked directly.

He Quan was speechless for a while, but after a long silence, he still said: "How is it possible? How many robbers are there in the Longshan Empire? Just like the snow in the snow, can the Longshan Empire manage it?"

"Isn't that enough? This is Yiran Mountain's sphere of influence. If there is a debt to be settled, it will be settled on Yiran Mountain." Fang Yi looked at the carriages filled with goods, "He Quan, how many are you looking for?" Personally, please clean up these goods and make a list. I will pick out some that I need, and you can divide the rest with other people in the village!"

"Yes, Master Fang Yi."

"What about the corpses of these caravans? What should we do?"

"They're not caravans, they're bandits." Fang Yi didn't even bother to glance at the corpses, "Let's throw them outside in the snow and feed them to monsters!"

"Yes, Master Fang Yi."

After Fang Yi left.

He Quan immediately arranged for the villagers to count the items on each carriage.

He Quan himself squatted on the ground and groped around the corpses.

While touching, he also said to himself:

"This guy is so rich that he actually has more than 200 taels of silver notes on him?"

"I'll go, this guy, richer."

He Quan touched the corpses one by one.

Soon, he touched Tong Zong's body.

"Huh? What is this?" He Quan looked at a black jade box in Cong's hand in doubt. There seemed to be a mechanism on the box. He fiddled with it for a while, but he couldn't open it.

Stone brick house.

By the stove.

Fang Yi, Lin Lei, and Hong Meng sat around the stove, drinking fresh goat milk.

The maid at the side, He Ji, kept adding charcoal to the stove.

"Hey, there is no need to add charcoal, we are not cold." Fang Yi said.

"No, Mr. Fang Yi, as long as you are at home, you must light up the fire in the house. This is arranged by the village chief." He Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied seriously.

Fang Yi smiled, "That's up to you."

"Sir Fang Yi." He Jiao added charcoal, but there were stars in his eyes, "You looked so domineering when you just killed the enemy!"

She is so happy today.

The foreign caravan had a bad idea.

Originally, He Mi thought that she was doomed, and the whole Hejiazhuang was doomed.

However, Fang Yi made a move, domineering and mighty, one person, one knife, killing the entire caravan, he is the patron saint.

(End of this chapter)