Chapter 339: The Might of the Tyrannosaurus (3)

Walking quickly to the giant tree that was thrown away, Qin Yong was about to lean over and pick it up.

Suddenly, a palm slammed into his bronzed, thick back like a mahjong tile.

Although, this force is like a mosquito bite, and it has no effect on him.

However, being suddenly disturbed still aroused the dissatisfaction of the Great Warrior Qin.

He turned his head angrily to see a man behind him, gesturing at something.

It turned out that he couldn't speak Chinese, so he couldn't communicate with Qin Yong beyond words, so he had to use body language to express his hatred.

However, he was also cautious, and after a palm, he immediately dodged a few meters away, watching Qin Yong's every move nervously.

couldn't understand what the other party was doing at all, Qin Yong looked at the tearing wood in surprise who looked similar to the actor playing monkey in the troupe, and had a little expectation in his heart to see what show he could perform.

However, in front of Qin Yong, stared at by his protruding pair of bull's eyes, and looking at his bloody and bloody fierce face, no one would have the slightest feeling of pleasing to the eye.

He suddenly picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at Qin Yong with all his strength.

"Smack......

The stone smashed Qin Yong's body, as if it had smashed on a piece of steel, making a sound of gold and stone clashing.

With such a provocative action, even the most stupid person understands his intentions.

Qin Yong's eyes immediately became ferocious, but fortunately, he was already looking extremely vicious, and he couldn't see much change at this time.

He spread his legs and ran towards Toramu.

Surprised and delighted, he hurriedly turned around and fled in a puff of smoke.

"Here we go again."

Qin Yong roared angrily, but his feet still struggled to chase forward without stopping.

At least half of the eyes and energy of Hamithorn and the others were left here.

Although there is only one person here, this one person is enough to change the situation on the entire battlefield.

Silently, Hamithorn secretly cursed in his heart, why there was no such monster under his command. ‘

Tearam followed the route that Imani had run and continued to circle the circle without a trace.

From time to time, he looked back to see if he was too fast or too slow.

Such a method of escape is indeed tiring and humiliating.

However, the tens of thousands of Huns present did not feel the slightest shame, as if this was a matter of course and a matter of course.

To deal with Qin Yong, this human being who is not a human being, as long as he can hold him back, any methods and means are reasonable.

Qin Yong's anger gradually increased, he stopped abruptly, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth wide.

Everyone involuntarily blocked their ears, as long as they looked at this action, anyone could guess that he was going to do it again.

Sure enough, with the same sound, it was like the roar of a crazy ancient beast, like the roar of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

That earth-shattering voice came to the world again.

Tearing Rakmu's body trembled.

His ears were already stuffed with thick cotton wool and covers.

Even if someone yelled loudly in his ear, it would be difficult to hear.

But at this time, he still felt a thunderous sound coming from behind him.

His face immediately changed, and at this time, he realized why the talented Imani was so bad.

Because, first of all, the pressure he is under is definitely far beyond anyone's imagination.

Even if he had already prepared himself and had done the best protection, he still felt terrified.

As for Imani, who was defenseless, it was a remarkable thing that he did not fall unconscious on the spot in the face of this sudden sonic weapon.

However, his tragic death may have a better ending of direct death.

Qin Yong sped up, his face was smug and smug smile, just like that, he stared at the swaying back, and the tyrannical aura in his heart rose again.

He shook his head as he straightened up, the groggy feeling making him very sad.

However, he knew that he was in danger at this time.

So, he barely glanced back, but his heart was beating uncontrollably.

At this time, the burly Qin Yong, who was already a huge figure, had already come within ten steps of him, and the murderous aura on his face made people tremble.

Under the threat of death, as if suddenly giving birth to a trace of strength, he staggered forward.

Seeing that the pigeon in his hand was about to fly, the Great Warrior of Qin jumped like thunder, and he sped up, wanting to catch him before he could completely recover.

All the Huns watched nervously here, and invariably, countless people shouted at the same time:

"Quick...... Fast...... Hurry up ......"

It's just that because of the strict orders of the national teacher, or knowing that Qin Yong could not be threatened by force, it was because although they roared to the sky, no one dared to help.

It seemed that he felt a finger touch his shoulder, and he was terrified, and he didn't know where he got his strength.

Suddenly, his feet regained his strength, and he walked as fast as a fly, and ran out of the range of Qin Yong's big hand.

Although his movements were awkward, he fell once during the run, and climbed forward with his hands and feet for some distance.

However, at this time, all the Huns who watched the battle breathed a deep sigh of relief.

After all, he did not follow in the footsteps of Imani.

Qin Yong's eyes could almost erupt with fire, he glanced down, and suddenly turned around and ran to the side of the giant tree.

He it, and the big guy weighing hundreds of pounds was picked up by him.

Then he quickly picked it up.

When he was running, he didn't forget to take the time to look back.

Playing the chase and escape game with Qin Yong is indeed a bit difficult, so you must keep a certain distance, not too far, and not too close.

If it is too far, Qin Yong knows that he can't catch up, and he can only give up in a huff, but if it is too close, then there will be only one end.

Moreover, after plugging his ears, everything has to be observed by his eyes, and he has no eyes in the back of his head, so he naturally needs to look back frequently.

This time, when I turned around, I unexpectedly found that Qin Yong's distance was a little farther.

He slowed down, wondering in his heart, could it be that he was running too fast?

However, he strangely thought that Qin Yong, who was chasing after him, seemed to be a little different. But at this time, Tear Lam's mind was still a little dizzy, and his energy still couldn't be completely concentrated.

Yes, he slowly lowered his speed and waited for Qin Yong to chase after him.

It's just that when he raised his head, he unexpectedly found it.

All the soldiers in front of him were facing him at the same time, shouting something.

He was surprised in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head.

At this moment, his pupils saw a large black dot expand in front of him, until it covered himself.

"Boom ......"

His man was hit by a giant tree and flew high.

The sharp wood pierced deep into his abdomen, and the powerful impact carried his body out of the way for several feet before he fell with all his strength.

No one was interested in looking at it anymore, because they all knew that Tear was dead, and the dead could not die anymore.

After suffering like this, I am afraid that only Qin Yong can survive unharmed.

It's a pity that tearing the wood is not Qin Yong, although his opponent is the Qin Great Warrior, but this obviously does not help his life in any way.

"Hahaha......"

The arrogant and irritable laughter spread far away, Qin Yong stepped forward to pick up the giant tree that was already stained with blood, turned his head to identify the direction, and walked in the direction of the high platform.

A thousand-man squad crossed his path, and all the knights looked nervous, but there was no hesitation in their eyes.

They had all seen that Qin Yong's route was a place leading to Gaotai, and those who could stay there were all high-ranking figures with prominent names in the Xiongnu Empire.

Once this high platform is overturned by Qin Yong, the impact will be incomparable.

Therefore, the thousand warriors who stood in front of him clenched their blades one by one, even if they knew that they could not inflict any damage on their opponents.

However, as long as one of them was still alive, Qin Yong would never be allowed to take a step closer to the high platform.

"Woo......"

A loud trumpet sounded in the distance.

On the high platform, Hami Thorn looked surprised, and he pointed ahead, where countless Hun iron horsemen were fighting with the Cheng family's army: "Shan Yu, the eagle has asked for our final blow." Chinese army, we won ......"

Mao Dun nodded heavily, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"Shan Yu, please go to the Imperial Frame and conquer it yourself......" Hami Thorn said suddenly.

Mau was stunned, but he immediately understood. His gaze glanced at Qin Yong, who was getting closer, and finally sighed: "Okay, let's go......"

The order is like a mountain, and the one who comes out must do it.

With Mao Dun's order, the remaining 20,000 golden wolf troops began to move.

One by one, the cavalry left their base camp and they ran towards the largest battlefield.

The speed of the Huns was extremely fast, and when Qin Yong came to the high platform with great difficulty.

He looked up into the distance, and as far as the eye could see, all that was left was a cloud of dust splashed by the horse's hooves.

He looked around, but in his line of sight, there was no longer a big living person.

In the distance, he seemed to hear the simultaneous shouts of tens of thousands of people in front of him.

It was the roar of the Huns, and they were shouting:

"Hooray...... Banzai...... Hooray......"

Qin Yong's face became more and more ugly.

Suddenly, he tore open his throat and shouted in a voice that was in no way inferior to his front:

"I ...... Want...... Horse ......"