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Time passed quietly.
Unknowingly, the sky began to darken, and night fell quietly. Darkness had already covered the whole world. Its tolerance was boundless and vast. It was so deep, so vast and boundless.
Darkness was the breeding ground of evil.
It was the source of darkness. It was also the best battlefield for killing. No matter how much killing there was, it would all return to silence under the cover of darkness.
Creak!
As the night deepened, a crisp sound of the door being pushed open came from the thatched hut.
The sound was not loud, but in the dark night, it made Yi Tianxing, Fu Hongxue, and the others open their eyes and look at the location of the thatched hut. They saw that the door of the thatched hut had been opened, and the figure of the old farmer walked out, carrying a hoe in his hand.
"Hehe, I'm sorry. I didn't disturb you. "
The old farmer turned around and saw Yi Tianxing and the others looking at him. He grinned and said with a simple and honest smile.
"No, it's already night. Why aren't you resting? Carrying a hoe, are you going to the fields? You don't have to rush to work. You should rest more at night. "
Yi Tianxing smiled indifferently.
"Hehe, this old man is like this. Just before going to bed, I suddenly remembered that there were some weeds left in the fields. You don't know, if these weeds are not cleared in time, they will become more luxuriant after one night. They can completely turn the fertile fields that I cultivated today into wastelands again. That's not good. " The old farmer grinned and said, "Moreover, every night before going to bed, this old farmer will play a few tricks. I'm already used to it. If I don't do it for a day, it'll be like having a rash on my body, and I'll feel uncomfortable all over. "
"Oh, old man, you also know how to play tricks? Is there anything special about it?"
Ye Zhiqiu's interest was piqued, and he asked curiously.
"Hehe, nothing, nothing. It's just a trick. This old man figured it out by himself to exercise my muscles. "The old farmer laughed and said," I call it the Farmer's Three Punches! "
When he said the last few words, his expression was one of pride. A look of pride. It seemed to be some kind of peerless divine technique. It possessed the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.
"Farmer's Three Punches?"
Hearing this name, let alone Ye Zhiqiu, even Fu Hongxue's face subconsciously twitched. He seemed to want to laugh, but he didn't. As for Ye Zhiqiu, she was completely dumbfounded.
Although he did not have much expectations, such a fearsome name still made him drunk on the spot.
However, the old farmer seemed to be in high spirits. He said eagerly, "Come on! Come on! Come!! Today, this old man will give you a performance. It's a good opportunity to stretch my muscles. Let people know that we farmers have power. "
"There's no need to trouble yourself."
Ye Zhiqiu said subconsciously.
"Don't say too much. In any case, this old man was prepared to fight anyway."
The old farmer said with a smile.
Then, he got into a posture, roared, grabbed the hoe, and swung it towards the wasteland. He shouted, "Farmer's Three Punches — Farmer's Hoe!!"
This hoe was no different from hoeing in the wasteland. When the hoe fell on the ground, it could dig up a large piece of soil. It was very powerful.
This was what any farmer could do.
This was the most common posture and the most common action in daily life. The action of waving the hoe had to be repeated hundreds or thousands of times a day, or even more. This action of waving the hoe had long become an instinct. This instinct was integrated into the blood. It made them have a clear understanding of any land. When picking up the hoe and seeing a piece of land, they knew whether the land was good or bad. How much strength should be used, where should the hoe fall.
This was practice makes perfect. It was instinct.
Puff!!
When the hoe fell on the ground, it could be seen that there was a liquid coming out of the ground. It was not water, but blood. The thick smell of blood naturally came out and appeared in the nose and in the air.
"It's blood. The enemy is hiding under the ground."
Fu Hongxue narrowed his eyes and said with a cold smile.
In this place, it was clear that the person hiding underground was not one of their own. Their own soldiers were all gathered here, and no one was hiding underground. It had to be said that this person's concealment ability was truly superb, too outstanding. It was so outstanding that no one was alerted or aware of him at such a short distance. This kind of hiding ability could be called terrifying.
If it was an assassin, once he killed someone nearby. It was absolutely impossible to avoid it.
"Ouch, this old man's hoe dug out a ground mouse."
The old farmer dug out the dead bodies from the ground with a strange expression. He saw that the hoe had landed on the corpse's head. It was a direct hit to the top of the skull. With a single hit, the corpse was dead. From the expression on the corpse's face, it was clear that it was in disbelief. It had never thought that it would die in the hands of an inconspicuous farmer while hiding underground. Moreover, it was killed by a hoe.
This was simply a wrongful death, a wrongful death!
He was so aggrieved that his unwillingness was completely revealed on his face.
"Scorpionmen!!"
When the corpse was dug out, Yi Tianxing and the others murmured in their hearts. The upper body of a human and the lower body of a scorpion was too obvious. It was understandable that the scorpionmen could hide underground and still do this. This race's hiding ability was too strong. This was obviously not an ordinary scorpionman, but a Life Aperture Realm expert.
But such an expert had actually died under the hoe of a farmer. If word of this got out, wouldn't it be a joke?
"He's not an ordinary farmer."
Yi Tianxing and Jia Xu looked at each other and saw a trace of seriousness in each other's eyes.
How could an ordinary farmer kill a Life Aperture realm cultivator? Even if he found the position and coincidentally hit the opponent with the hoe, it was impossible for him to break through the defense of a Life Aperture Realm expert. Even a subconscious defense could make one invulnerable.
Moreover, Yi Tianxing did not believe that the expert from the Scorpion Men Tribe who was underground would not have seen or sensed that hoe. Once he sensed it, it would not have been difficult for him to dodge it. However, he did not dodge it. In other words, he was killed by that hoe. There was something strange about it. It looked like an ordinary hoe, but it was enough to kill a Life Aperture realm cultivator.
"Taste my Farmer's Three Punches — Old Ox Plowing the Field!!"
The old farmer became even more excited. He threw the hoe in his hand and rushed forward. His momentum was like that of an old ox plowing the fields, lowering his head and working hard. He walked straight ahead, pulling Qu Li behind him. An old ox plowing the field had great strength.
In the past, cows were very precious and rare. Any one of them would be a treasure. Even if they raised a cow, they would have to register it with the government. Furthermore, they couldn't be killed, and they were treated like their ancestors. But many farmers couldn't count on old oxen. There were too few oxen. Most of the time, it wasn't the oxen who plowed the field, but the farmers themselves.
It was normal to treat people like oxen.
To plow the field, one needed endurance and explosive strength. This charge was like that of an old bull.
Bang!
However, as he charged forward, he heard a violent collision sound in the air in front of him without any warning, as if he had hit an obstacle.
Puff!
Someone coughed up blood on the spot. The person who coughed up blood wasn't the old farmer. Instead, a figure dressed in black was knocked out. He even coughed up blood. Even his internal organs were spat out. Shockingly, it could be seen that this was a very handsome elf. However, this elf's body was emitting a dark aura. After being hit by this collision, his eyes closed and he was no longer breathing in the air.
He was killed by the old farmer's head.
"Where did this guy come from? Why did he block my head? Now that you've been killed by my old cow plowing the fields, don't blame me! "The old farmer looked at the lifeless elf on the ground and let out a strange cry.
"Dark elves are assassins in the dark. They are one of the best at hiding. I can't believe that they would be hiding in the surroundings and get hit by a head. What a joke."
Jia Xu's face twitched.
Dark elves were one of the most terrifying races among the elves. They were different from ordinary elves. Their abilities were very strange. They had always lived in the underground world and were mortal enemies with ordinary elves. They would kill each other as soon as they met. Their assassination skills were very terrifying. This was something that could be seen from the fact that no one had noticed him when he was hiding in the vicinity.
A top-notch Dark Elf would be killed by a farmer. Wasn't this a joke?
"Farmer's Three Punches — Old Man Pushing the Cart!"
The old farmer took another step forward and clenched his fists, as if he was pushing a cart with both hands. Then, he pushed his fists forward.
Bang!
Two groans could be heard as the two werewolves were struck by a fist each. The two werewolves were sent flying, and their bodies stiffened in mid-air before crashing heavily onto the ground. They were motionless. Obviously, they were dead.
It was a clean death.
Another two Life Aperture realm experts.
Hiss!
This scene caused Ye Zhiqiu to suck in a breath of cold air on the spot. He looked at the old farmer in shock.
How was this a farmer? He was a butcher and an executioner.
The farmer's Three Punches were a bit scary.
With a hoe, he killed one. With a headbutt, he killed another.
Two punches, two dead.
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