Chapter 1733: Zhengjiacun

"Rage Flame Fist!"
In a virgin forest thousands of miles away from Red Maple City to the west, a woman in Tsing Yi who looked like a two-year-old woman screamed softly and volleyed down, blasting an angry flame fist.
The target of her attack was a spirit beast fleeing at high speed.
That spirit beast was comparable to the elementary level of human distraction, and was comparable to the Tsing Yi woman.
One person and one beast fought for a long time, and the Tsing Yi woman who possessed innate fire roots and was able to leapfrog challenge finally prevailed.
Seeing that the spirit beast was not doing well, he turned around and wanted to escape. The woman in Qingyi wanted to get its beast core. Where would she let it go?
The giant flame fist that she condensed with fire spiritual energy, with the "sizzling" sound of the hot burning air, whizzed down, and was bombarding the back of the spirit beast that was running wild.
Although the spirit beast had a thick skin and thick body as a bull, the woman in Tsing Yi had a strong fist and knocked the spirit beast over.
The fur on the spirit beast was quite long. After being hit by a flame fist, it instantly burned, and a burnt smell filled the air.
The pain was unbearable, and the spirit beast rolled and rolled on the ground, making a miserable cry.
"Dead pig, see if you are still alive!"
As the woman in Tsing Yi landed, her right palm was closed tightly, and a fire knife was cut out, and the head of the spirit beast was chopped off between her neck.
The spirit beast was called the Purple Eyed Pig. It was ferocious and bloodthirsty, and had a strong attacking power.
The head of the purple pupil pig was beheaded, and he was not dead for a while, his body was struggling and convulsing violently on the ground, and the surrounding woods were swept down by it.
After a while, the blood ran out of its body, and there was no vitality, and it remained still.
The woman in Tsing Yi walked to the corpse of the Zitong pig, took out the beast core from its head, and threw it into the space ring along with the corpse of the Zitong pig.
"A good harvest today! Let's go back to the village first and distribute the killed spirit beasts to the villagers."
The woman in Tsing Yi was in the air, her lips lightly opened, and she let out a clear whistle.
Hearing her howling, in the virgin forest within a radius of tens of miles, a few brilliance skyrocketed, and a dozen strong men and women with the same cultivation level as the Tsing Yi women gathered around her.
"Fang Yun, did you kill that purple pupil pig?"
A man in his early forties asked with excitement when he saw the blood in the forest below.
The woman in Tsing Yi named "Fang Yun" smiled and said, "This purple pupil pig is very fierce. It took me a lot of effort to kill it! Uncle Zheng, we have been out for a month, and it is time to go back to the village. Up!"
The middle-aged man who was called "Uncle Zheng" by Fang Yun was beaming and said, "Well, this time I got a good harvest. When you arrive in Red Maple City, you can exchange a lot of training resources!"
After a pause, he said again: "Fang Yun, this time you hunted the spirit beasts, you contributed the most. After the cultivation resources are exchanged, you will get the most share!"
Fang Yun smiled indifferently, shook her head and said: "In the past years, my parents and I lived in Zhengjia Village. I was taken care of by the villagers. This kindness and love is not repaid. I can only hunt more spirit beasts and share with the villagers... Zheng Uncle, you don't need to say, we still follow the old rules, and the warriors in the village are divided equally!"
Uncle Zheng shook his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "If you don't help hunting spirit beasts, how can the villagers exchange a lot of training resources? Without you explaining the martial arts for everyone, how can Zhengjia Village have more than a dozen Divine Realms? The strong come? Fang Yun, your family has brought Zhengjiacun a lot. Now, it is not you who owe Zhengjiacun, but Zhengjiacun owes you."
Fang Yun said, "Uncle Zheng, don't say that! We are now a family. It's too strange to say whether we owe or not."
Uncle Zheng "haha" smiled, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Yes! A family... All of our villagers are a family! Let's not talk about this..."
He looked around at the more than a dozen strong men from Zhengjia Village, and then shouted, "Go, let's go back to Zhengjia Village!"
He drove the spirit weapon and flew first, Fang Yun and other dozens of Zhengjiacun experts followed and flew out of the primeval forest together.
Uncle Zheng’s name is Zheng Yi. He is the current village head of Zhengjia Village. A month ago, he led Fang Yun and more than a dozen powerful Zhengjia villagers into the virgin forest to hunt spirit beasts and harvested a lot. Therefore, when he returned, People are happy and excited.
Zhengjia Village is beside a small river outside the virgin forest, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery, tranquility and peace, like a paradise.
There are hundreds of old and young in Zhengjia Village, all of them are simple and kind. When Fang Yun's family of three arrived at the world of 3000, they had nowhere to go. When they passed Zhengjia Village, they were kindly taken in by the villagers.
The villagers of Zhengjia Village built houses for Fang Yun's family of three, and allocated food, drink, and cultivation resources to them, so that their lives quickly stabilized and they integrated into the world well.
Therefore, Fang Yun's family of three are grateful to Zhengjiacun.
After Fang Yun settled down, she went out with the strong men of Zhengjia Village, looking for training resources and hunting spirit beasts.
When Fang Yun's family of three first arrived at the Three Thousand World, the cultivation base was only for foundation, and it was not even as good as an ordinary villager in Zhengjia Village.
However, they have the martial arts and martial arts taught by Fang Bai. After coming to the Three Thousand World, they have made rapid progress in their cultivation with the help of the rich heaven and earth aura and cultivation resources.
In just a few years, Fang Gang and Yangmei have moved from Zhuji to Jindan, from Jindan to Yuanying, and they have reached two great realms.
And Fang Yun, who possessed innate fire roots, made rapid progress, reaching the elementary level of distraction and becoming the number one powerhouse in Zhengjia Village.
Fang Yun's cultivation skills were derived from Fang Bai's teaching and guidance. Her perception and understanding of martial arts far exceeded those of the villagers in Zhengjia Village.
In order to thank the villagers of Zhengjia Village for their help to his family, Fang Yun called the village martial artists after reaching the Divine Realm to practice exercises and explain the martial arts for them, which made the overall strength of the villagers of Zhengjia Village soar. Therefore, people are promoted from the Yuanying realm to the Divine Realm.
The villagers of Zhengjia Village who have made great progress in strength have hunted more spirit beasts, and the cultivation resources they have exchanged have doubled, which in turn can assist them in their cultivation, thus forming a virtuous circle of cultivation.
More than a dozen Zhengjiacun powerhouses, such as Zheng Yi and Fang Yun, flew at high speed over the virgin forest with their spirit weapons. They flew out of the virgin forest and came to the sky above Zhengjiacun in only one day.
"Something happened to Zhengjiacun..."
When Zheng Yi and others looked down on Zhengjia Village, they found dozens of foreign warriors standing in the square at the entrance of the village, confronting hundreds of villagers in Zhengjia Village. The two sides were at odds with each other.
Zheng Yi and others couldn't sense the breath of the dozens of foreign warriors, and from this, it could be concluded that the cultivation base of dozens of opponents was stronger than them.
"Zhengjiacun has been in peace for thousands of years. Why is there such a powerful enemy coming today?"
Zheng Yi and the others "cocked" in their hearts, looked at each other, their faces were solemn.