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The earth is covered with a layer of white.

In the wind and snow, someone stepped on the snow.

"Just ahead, less than three hundred miles?"

Kiyohara looked up, "The snow is stopping." ”

With his way, it is not difficult to change the weather, but it is just a change of time, and it is not easy to change it at will after all.

Even if he changes, it's only for a moment, and he can't maintain his mana all the time and change the time for a long time.

It is permissible to act occasionally, but to do so all the time is to go against heaven and to do harm.

......

"The snow stopped. ”

A slightly tired voice, about middle-aged, sighed and said, "Let's go, go and find our lost horse, I don't know if it died in the snowstorm...... If he dies, he will kill and eat meat. ”

"Big brother...... Why are you so stubborn, Yuanmeng sent things for the winter. This was a slightly rough voice, and he said in a muffled voice: "Now that the tribe has returned to Yuanmeng, over the years, every winter, it has been better." In fact, under Yuanmeng, there is nothing bad...... Over the years, the population of the tribe has grown a lot, fewer people have died of disease, fewer people have died of starvation, fewer people have froze to death, more people have become more literate, and even the skills of making bows, striking iron, hunting, etc., have learned many more useful methods. In fact, they do regard us as the people of Yuanmeng, and it may not be bad to go on like this, let alone ......"

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man from before suddenly said angrily: "Don't forget, our tribe has never been affiliated with any party, and now being subjugated by Yuanmeng is a great humiliation." What's more, when Yuanmeng broke the tribe, how many of our clansmen did they kill? After the tribe was broken, they *** plundered, wantonly killed, set fires, and robbed food, which thing did less, that is, your sister, wasn't she also dragged into the village by a Yuanmeng soldier, stripped naked, and killed with her hands?"

The previous man was suddenly silent for a moment, and said, "That's the person who is boiling Yue...... Later, under the strict orders of General Guo, many people in Xiyue were killed, and there were no more such things, and now our life is better than before. ”

"Bastard!"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily, "You can forget the shame, but I can't!" Now the tribe seems to be good, but Yuanmeng is based on the grassland tribe, they are the superior people of Yuanmeng, and we are just inferior pariahs...... Now that the gods have fallen, we have been enslaved...... Guo Zhongkan, if he hadn't led the army to break the tribe, why would there be anything behind? He should also die......"

The man with the rough voice suddenly fell silent.

......

The wind and snow stopped.

The ground is still covered with a layer of white.

Suddenly, a man came in front of him.

The clothes on the people who came were brightly dressed, similar to the clothes of the Northwest, and they seemed to be people from a certain tribe.

"Middle-earthers?"

Looking at the young man in front of him, the middle-aged man suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

"Huh?"

Qingyuan stopped there, slightly surprised, he had already used his mana to cover the water and fire dust clothes, and changed the coat to the style commonly used by the Northwest tribes, but he didn't think that he was still seen by the other party at a glance that he was from Middle-earth?

In fact, the people in the north have a stout physique and rough skin, and if you really look closely, you can also detect some clues.

But more than ten feet away, the middle-aged man can see the difference, but his eyesight is extraordinary.

Under a closer look, this middle-aged man should be a person with strong qi and blood, and among those who practice martial arts in Middle Earth, he can be regarded as a master of internal strength, and he is only one step away from the great master of martial arts.

But for those who practice martial arts, this step is a world of difference.

"What are you doing here, people of Middle-earth?"

The middle-aged man pulled out his knife abruptly.

Behind him, there were several people, with bows and arrows, straight at Qingyuan.

Qingyuan's eyes were slightly condensed, as if he noticed that the people in front of him seemed to have a deep hostility towards the people of Middle-earth...... It stands to reason that this place is deep in the north, and has never bordered Middle-earth, and some of the tribes here have not even heard of the name of Middle-earth.

But the middle-aged man who was the leader could see at a glance that the original calendar was clear, and there was such a deep hostility, it was a little strange.

"I ......"

Qing Yuan had just spoken, and suddenly an arrow came towards the door.

Icy wind, sharp blades.

I saw Qingyuan raise his hand slightly, and put the arrow between his fingertips.

The tentacles are cold, like ice cubes, and ordinary people can almost freeze their hands when they hold them in their hands.

Seeing that the young man was understated, he actually put the arrow between his fingertips, and the faces of the people on the other side changed.

Qing Yuan looked indifferent, looked at the few people opposite, and watched them hold cold knives, hold cold bows, and pull slender cold and sharp bowstrings.

In this kind of ice and snow, it is also a skill to be able to hold the sword, bow and arrow as cold as frost in your hand steadily, and not move at all.

"That's fine. Kiyohara exhaled and threw the arrow on the ground, "I had something to ask, but now it seems that this is not the time. You have all the skills you have...... After that, I'll take my time and ask. ”

"Kill!"

The middle-aged man suddenly slashed over, and his strength could cut the stone, and he was bound to crack the monument.

This knife was followed by several sharp arrows that cut out white gas.

"Although the method of tempering the body in the north to practice martial arts is different from the martial arts of Middle-earth, it is generally similar. ”

Qingyuan slowly stretched out his hand and said in his heart: "One has great internal strength, one has small internal strength, and the rest are all people who carry qi and blood, which is not bad." ”

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Northern martial arts are somewhat different from those of Middle-earth, but they are all through various methods, such as standing piles, such as moves, and such as medicinal soup, etc., in order to explore their own qi and thicken their qi and blood. In battle, it is to use a variety of delicate, light, heavy, or ferocious moves to fight.

As for Xin Baiku's class, although he also took the path of martial arts moves, his strong physical body was the cultivation method of observing the gods and demons of heaven and earth.

In fact, this method of imitating gods and demons to temper the physical body is also similar in Middle-earth, such as inscribed runes or formation patterns on the body, and through various materials or exercises, the physical body is improved, so as to reach the point where it can compete with the cultivators, but the disadvantages are not small, so it is called the side door left way.

The middle-aged man in front of him is not a cultivator like Xin Baiku, he is only a martial artist with great internal strength, but in Qingyuan's eyes, even if he is a great martial arts master, he can only be destroyed with a snap of his fingers, let alone him?

With this thought, Qingyuan stretched out his hand a little, and the long knife was disconnected.

And those arrows, before they got close, had already fallen.

As for the people who made the shot, they have all stopped in such a scene.

Qing Yuan put aside the broken blade, looked at the middle-aged man with a pale face, and said in his heart: "After all, it is not Guo Zhongkan, even if you step into the realm of a great martial arts master, it is far from enough. (To be continued.) )