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"Quick! Fast! Fast! ”

Amid the rapid shouting, a caravan frantically hurried to the Guandao, which was more than ten miles away.

Unfortunately, a thin line behind him was approaching with lightning speed, and in a moment it turned into a noisy and wild horse thief.

In a few moments, the horses' hooves kicked up the dust that was slowly swept up by the sky, like a wall of wind, and the wind slashed and covered the caravan's face.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Thirty or forty Tiele horse thieves caught up with them, let out a penetrating sneer, and a pair of cruel and bloodthirsty eyes fell on this Turkic caravan, like a vicious wolf waiting for food.

These horse thieves are not enough, but what makes the hearts of the Turks sink is that the leader of the horse thieves is the flying eagle who has recently become famous.

Qu Ao!

He was tall and tall, sitting upright on a horse, with a burly build, wearing a samurai uniform and a cape, and cowhide boots, masculine and domineering, and extremely heavy-looking, not like a horse thief, but more like a nobleman of the steppe.

The sharp eyes under the thick eyebrows and the unusually high amount show that he has brave and resourceful wisdom, and he is by no means a young man who is bald.

At this time, Qu Ao looked at a group of Turkic warriors who were glaring angrily, and said slowly: "On the grassland, lions and leopards are both masters of hunting, do you know the difference between them?" ”

The caravan was stunned, but no one answered.

The horse thieves looked like they were watching the show.

They had long since adapted to it, and anyway, they didn't know how many times they had listened to it, and they were still interested in each other's reactions.

And Qu Ao's feelings are still very abundant, as if he was telling it for the first time, and a tone full of subdued frustration sounded: "The difference between them is that the lions are united in groups, every time they are recuperating and attacking, they never act recklessly, they have precise deployments, and they have different strategies for different situations, such as watching the enemy, the lion king will divide the group into two or three groups, lie on the periphery where the prey is, and wait for a few hours......"

Speaking of this, he paused, and sure enough, he received a group of gasping voices.

Everyone in the caravan was unconsciously attracted by Qu Ao's voice, and imagined that picture in their minds.

They seem to have become those cows, horses, sheep and deer, and these bandits are a pack of lions that are recuperated.

Not to mention the merchants who did not fight, even the Turkic warriors hired by them had changed their expressions.

Qu Ao was very satisfied with this rhythm, and continued: "When they see the prey is real, two or three lions will rush forward and drive the prey away, and the prey will be scattered and isolated......

Speaking of which, the horse thief appropriately divided a few people and forced them over.

The guards who were ready to resist before lost their will to fight, and the rich merchant led by him could no longer bear the pressure, and stepped forward and said: "We are willing to hand over thirty percent of the goods, and beg the lion of the grassland to let us go!" ”

Qu Ao smiled and continued: "When the prey loses the ability to resist, the lions will go out in groups, and use various means such as chasing and intercepting in turns, confusing the enemy and confusing the enemy, ambushing and killing, etc., to turn the prey that used to run faster than them into a delicacy with a belly!" Just because you are a herd of cattle and sheep, you are also worthy of negotiating terms with me? Kill! ”

He doesn't want thirty percent.

He wants them all.

Next, it is time to sharpen the knife to the pigs and sheep.

However, at this moment, a nice voice suddenly sounded: "And then, what about the leopard?" ”

Qu Ao's face changed.

Because he couldn't find out where the person was speaking.

He only felt that the voice seemed to come from the caravan, as if it had come from the far away sky, and even from his own heart.

A creepy feeling was born, as if it was the prey of a beast.

Reduced to cattle and sheep?

No!

Suddenly, a sense of shame surged up from the bottom of his heart, and Qu Ao felt that his chest was about to explode.

"Say! Why don't you speak? ”

When the voice came again, he gave up looking for it, and with a thousand tempered battles, following an intuition, he suddenly soared up, jumping several feet high.

Sou!

When everyone subconsciously looked up, they saw him spread his arms, and then he rose and fell, and swooped down like a vulture eagle gliding down from a high place, grabbing the delicacies of the prairie's beloved prey.

If it is said that the Turkic warriors before were confused by Qu Ao's words and suppressed mentally, then at this moment, they were really pressed by the strong wind in their faces and couldn't open their eyes, and there was a heartfelt fear in their hearts.

However, at this moment, a shadow suddenly flashed.

Except for Qu Ao, no one really saw that it was actually a sleeve, a flick and a shock, Qu Ao, who was still like an eagle just now, crossed the sky, almost turning into a point of light in mid-air like a gray wolf.

Of course, the reality will not be so exaggerated, Qu Ao just crossed a very steep parabola, and landed on the horse's back with a bang.

Yes, he fell back on his horse.

At this moment, Qu Ao couldn't help but gasp.

Fortunately, the weather outside the Saiwai was different from that of the Central Plains, and no matter how he sucked, he couldn't change anything, just realizing that he had encountered an unprecedented enemy.

The most terrifying thing is not this understatement of repulsion, but also the fact that no one can see the specific appearance of that person, whether it is speaking or moving.

It was like a shadow walking in the white night, with incredible magic.

"Nope! I'm Flying Eagle Qu Ao! How can I give in! ”

However, this feeling of frustration and powerlessness only lasted for a short moment, and was forcibly suppressed by Qu Ao.

He reached out and reached for a thirty stone, yes, a thirty-stone longbow was full in his hand.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Three powerful arrows left the shortbow and shot out like lightning, aiming at the most crucial leader of the caravan.

Siege Wei to save Zhao!

He thought that the attacker must be the protector of the caravan, and at least he could force the other party to show up, but under the explosive power of thirty stones, the arrow passed directly through the three Turkic rich merchants like lightning, and their chests exploded, and they couldn't even scream, and died on the spot.

No one came to the rescue at all.

Qu Ao was stunned, then suddenly sensed something and looked at the horse thieves around him.

"No!"

Immediately afterward, he let out an earth-shattering roar.

Because the men of Tie Le on those horses sat quietly one by one, and there was a blood mark on their necks.

They walked peacefully, not even in pain.

It's just that this kind of collective death is too unfriendly to Qu Ao.

"Come out! Come out for me! ”

He roared wildly, frantically pulling his thirty-stone longbow, and one arrow after another burst out like thunder.

This kind of venting still works.

The next moment, an arrow shot in the northwest direction suddenly condensed in the air, and a white and slender hand, as if stretched out of nothingness, pinched the arrow with the two fingers of the thumb.

Time seems to stand still suddenly.

And then......

Disheveled!

Thirty stone arrows shattered inch by inch.

Witnessing this scene, Qu Ao's eyes widened, and then without saying a word, he turned around and galloped wildly.

But the slow and beautiful voice sounded again, drilling into the ears: "You haven't finished the story just now, compared to the lions, in the short run, no animal can outrun the leopard, so the leopard is all a master of stealing, as long as it reaches a certain range of distance, almost every hit must hit the ......"

Qu Ao didn't care that his face was about to be swollen at this time, and he galloped desperately, and at the same time, the longbow was full again, making a gesture of fighting for his life.

Huang Shang still recognized Qu Ao's ability to tell stories, and followed behind him unhurriedly.

After the confrontation, he wants to retract his former contempt.

The young Qu Ao is still very powerful.

Of course, Qu Ao is not a grandmaster yet, how can a grandmaster be so successful.

But under the grandmaster, Qu Ao is already considered to be the top one.

Ignoring the hairline, he is actually only twenty-three years old, and his strength is already roughly 0.7 as much as the original drama Qu Ao.

It sounds weird, but that's what it means, it's definitely comparable to Ba Fenghan, who just appeared.

It's a pity that compared to Ba Fenghan, he hugged his thighs and became a member of multi-ethnic friendship, and his life was happy, Qu Ao's life was tragic, just like a roller coaster wreck, his early stage kept rising, and then it reached a turning point, and began to fall, normal people can still rise back, Qu Ao was wrecked, it's just ah, ah, ah, bang!

"Not bad."

This is exactly what Huang Shang needs.

Today's Saiwai is not as good as the Sui and Tang dynasties.

Now it is the Turkic Empire that dominates the steppe, and the other ethnic groups tremble and live with their noses.

And the friction between the Turks and the Central Plains is not once or twice, not to mention the Sui and Tang dynasties in the back, and the Northern Qi Dynasty have had major wars with the Turks.

Therefore, Qu Ao was so opposed to the Turks that the Tiele people who had no time to make trouble in the Central Plains could still live in the hands of Huang Shang.

That's what sets him apart from Ssangyong.

Ssangyong has a group of grassland friends, who are happy and tired of logging and working together for national friendship.

He does not want to be tired of logging, but to convince people with virtue.

Qu Ao was the first person to surrender.

When the caravan completely disappeared, Huang Shang flicked his fingers, and the horse under Qu Ao's crotch fell forward, directly losing the breath of life.

Qu Ao knew that he couldn't escape, so he rose up and fell to the ground.

This time, I turned around and finally saw the enemy.

Huang Shang in the state of the demon gate, his feet slightly suspended in the air, like a demon god, standing in front of him.

Qu Ao took a deep breath and calmed down, his eyes showed a sense of death, and his skills were running at full strength.

The rest of heaven and earth disappeared, as if only he and his rival were left.

Huang Shang strolled forward, waiting for Qu Ao to make seven turns of the wild waves.

In this self-created mastery of Qu Ao, the key is seven, which means seven tricks, and it is used as the source of controlling the transmission of true qi, and the changes of true qi can change continuously in a short period of time, and it is indeed a first-class mastery.

And Qu Ao is a genius of martial arts, at the age of twenty-three, he successfully practiced seven tricks, creating seven turns of wild waves, but according to normal development, it was not until ten years later that he practiced one more trick and created a storm of eight folds.

By the age of forty-one, the acupoints of the whole body can be controlled at will, and it is also known as the Nine Changes of Ning Zhen.

Obviously, the nine here does not refer to the nine tricks, but because nine is the extreme of the number, take its endless meaning, and the martial arts have been completed so far, giving birth to the heart of the war Bi Xuan.

The above is the official description, reflecting Qu Ao's realm of grandmaster, which is coming up step by step.

Then, immediately following this description, he became a stepping stone for Bafenghan.

Then, it's basically a grandmaster-level combat power counting unit.

Now, Qu Ao, who is still twenty-three years old, is in a life and death crisis, and his figure suddenly rushed out and grabbed it with both hands.

This grasp also includes sucking, stabbing, unloading, sealing, cutting, pecking, and pulling, and the seven kinds of true energy emanating from each finger can be called unpredictable and difficult to defend.

Huang Shang showed a touch of appreciation, stretched out his fingers, as if playing a pipa with his hand, and played it seven times in a row.

Seven explosions arose in a row, and Qu Ao's figure flew backwards with the help of force, hovering like a flying eagle, and attacked again at a speed that was so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye, and his hands once again showed exquisite techniques such as pressing, bumping, sweeping, stabbing, and splitting.

But no matter how dexterous Qu Ao's ten fingers are and how changeable his strength is, they are useless.

Huang Shang let him play to his heart's content, exploring the use of the seven major points in his body while observing the explosion of qi luck.

Every grandmaster is the pride of the sky, and they all have luck, but a small part can support them to turn evil into good fortune, encounter many times, and eventually become a great grandmaster, and most of them can only support the glory of the first half of their lives.

Qu Ao is now in the glorious stage of the first half of his life, seeing that he is so changeable that he can't help the enemy in front of him, he suddenly accelerated, and with the strength of an eagle fighting a rabbit, his hands turned into thousands of claw shadows.

This is purely a loss of effort, the seven major points in his body have almost turned into seven whirlpools, the true qi is surging, and his strength is surging wildly, and his claws are also completely enveloping the three-zhang square circle centered on Huang Shang, forcing him to take this fierce offensive outburst.

Huang Shang chose respect, and his figure began to flicker.

The leap of each step of his was very small, but from an unexpected angle, it happened to flash Qu Ao's attack in advance.

There was no expected sound of fighting, and in the gallop, Qu Ao was like an unpredictable flying eagle, posing in various postures, or circling or flying sideways, and striking again and again.

But he seemed to be fighting with a cloud of air, and he couldn't touch half of the corners of the other party's clothes at all, but those lofty eyes stared at him from beginning to end.

In Qu Ao's feeling, the great enemy in front of him was like a patient Eagle Boiling Man, no matter how amazing the power he burst out, he was suppressing it with a snap of his fingers.

The gap is too big.

Qu Ao didn't know at all that what he was facing now was one point and seven of his own grandmasters, and the strength of the two sides was inferior to himself by a whole time, how could he fight?

Obviously, it was only a quarter of an hour, but in Qu Ao's heart, it seemed to be a long time.

Stay up until there is no more faith.

Stay up until the mentality explodes.

There is also a limit to luck, and finally, Qu Ao felt a burst of exhaustion, and the true qi in his body was hollowed out, and he fell headlong and could no longer fly.

He raised his forehead and looked at Huang Shang in fear: "Why don't you just kill me?" ”

Huang Shang looked down at him quietly, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc of infinite temptation: "Do you crave power?" ”

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(Today it was also 12,000.,It's equivalent to four more outbreaks.,As a result, the first chapter of 5,000 words hasn't been released until now.,The mentality is wow cool.,I hope I can subscribe after it's released.,Thank you to the book friends who have ordered it.,I hope the book friends who haven't ordered can support it all.,I'm really working hard.。 ）8)