This warrior is so fierce

Chapter 352 Chasing and Killing
The Ma family, who were singing and dancing, woke up amidst the noise.

He walked out of the tent in a daze and looked to the north.

Under the dark night sky in the north, the sky was full of flames, and the sound of shouting and killing continued.

Ma Liao shuddered, feeling chills in his heart.

Why are you fighting again?
He didn't understand, just finished drinking at night, and started fighting before dawn?
And you changed the heads-up to group fights?
Ma Liao hurriedly put on his coat, and several beautiful concubines accompanied him out of the camp.

With a solemn expression, Bai Jing galloped his horse across the entire camp and came to Ma Liao.

"Brother, something happened!"

"Cao Su led his army to the north overnight, threatening to destroy the camp of the Qiang people without leaving any chickens or dogs behind."

"Now Cao's army has entered the Qiang camp, and the two sides are fighting in the camp. The Qiang people are retreating steadily, and King Dan fled northward."

After Bai Jing quickly finished talking about the situation, Ma Liao's face was very ugly.

Cao Su!

Cao Su really didn't pay attention to him, Ma. He, Ma Liao, had agreed that the two families would not fight for the time being, but before two hours had passed, Cao Su drew his sword and went north.

"Brother, the brothers have found out that Cao Su has led his army into the Qiang's central army."

"Currently, the people of the Danwang Tribe and Cao Su have already exchanged hands, and there has been a lot of movement."

Ma Liao immediately got on his horse, and at the same time, his eldest son Ma Yu also ran over.

The young man was dressed in silver armor with a long spear, and his figure was majestic. There were some doubts and confusion on his face, except for the slightest fear.

"Father, why is the fire in the north so bright, but the Qiang people are making trouble?"

Ma Yu himself has half of the Qiang blood, but he classifies himself as a Xizhou person, and draws a clear line between the lines and the Qiang people.

"No need to say much, let's go check it out!"

Ma Liao took the iron gun handed over by the soldiers.

More than ten riders roared out of the camp, and then led many Ma family members who woke up from their sleep.

Those who dismount and sleep are herdsmen, and those who mount are cavalrymen.

The sound of rolling horseshoes resounded through the night sky, and the horse cavalry rode straight out of the north gate.

"If the Qiang people were really killed, how should we deal with ourselves?"

"The Qiang people have [-] iron cavalry. If we raise our troops eastward, how can we stop them?"

Bai Jing always had some unfounded thoughts and was in a dilemma. To a certain extent, it also affected Ma Liao's judgment.

Ma Liao's face was gloomy, and he spat: "They can defeat anyone, but they must not be defeated under the nose of my Ma, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

He couldn't afford to mess with the two behemoths.

For the first time, Ma Liao deeply felt powerless, and his mentality was very bad.

Taking advantage of the night and the light of the fire, they looked to the north and saw that the entire Qiang camp had turned into a sea of ​​flames, and there were ghostly and howling Qiang warriors floating everywhere.

And in the sky, there is also Qing Xiao, a qi refiner from the Dao Palace, with a flying sword on his feet, like a streamer, attacking and killing the Qiang army with a bang.

Judging from the scene, the Qiang people are completely passive, which is very tragic.

Uncle Xi was taken aback.

Cao Su Nilong Saber was very fast and fierce, he stepped aside a little bit, and the leader of the opponent rushed to his face as if desperate.

In the air, he quickly raised his arms and curled up into a ball.

Then he was knocked into the air by Cao Su's saber, and rolled upwards for tens of feet again.

Without any injuries, he paused slightly in the air, turned back and dived again, with the spear in his hand under his armpit, his body turned into a meteor, and landed at a high altitude.

"break!"

Uncle Xi yelled angrily, the tip of the red gun in his hand seemed to be burning with flames, it was red and hard, and there seemed to be red radiance on the surface.

After Cao Su landed, his muscles tensed again.

The soft lawn was dented by his stepping on it, and with the help of the recoil force from the ground, his whole body was like an arrow from the string, once again attacking and killing the number one expert of the Dan Wang tribe of the Qiang nationality in the sky.

Like two meteors, the two collided again in the dark of night.

The air machine resisted, and the strong explosion formed a shock wave, which was pushed away in all directions, and the grass on the ground was instantly under the air pressure, and fell down.

The third-grade Gangfeng rolled up his inner strength and output with all his strength, Cao Su was blasted back hundreds of steps again.

Uncle Xi turned into a red light, and chased him again like lightning.

But just when he was about to touch Cao Su, Cao Su's figure swayed slightly, and in the night, he became blurred like a stream of water.

"Shh!"

He volleyed with his long spear, caught up with Cao Su's figure, and stabbed through the air.

"What about people?"

Uncle Xi's eyes were red with murder, and under the mask, there was a murderous intent.

Sensing the Qi machine, he immediately found Cao Su who had returned to the main camp after a few flashes.

"Where to run!"

He thought that Cao Su was no match for him and wanted to escape.

So without even thinking about it, with a roar, the inner strength in his body exploded again, and the whole body rushed after Cao Su.

Cao Su jumped on the ground, each jump was tens of feet, very fast.

But the third-rank martial artist, with a strong wind formed on his body, has a certain flying ability, and chases after him like a big bird in the air.

"run?"

"I'm going to kill King Dan!"

Cao Su snorted coldly, the black armor on his body was broken a few pieces, and felt that he couldn't kill the uncle for a while, so he turned the knife head and went after King Dan.

After the witch cultivator was restrained.

Beside King Dan, there is only such a master.

This is a war, not a martial arts competition. There is no need for him, Cao Su, to have to fight that uncle here.

So after being pushed back hundreds of steps, Cao Su took a quick step, made a phantom to deceive the opponent, turned around and chased after King Dan.

The Qiang camp was in flames, and there were fleeing soldiers everywhere.

The military literacy of the Qiang army is not high. The string control men in these tribes were just ordinary herdsmen a few months ago, but they would receive training from the tribe when they were idle.

Some talents with good talents will be specially cultivated, and they may be able to break through to the realm of energy and blood or even the realm of strength.

For many prairie warriors, whether they are in the state of energy and blood, or in the state of strength, sometimes, a change in strength may not completely bring about a change in identity.

The suppression of bloodlines is even more chilling than the mere difference in strength.

Cao Su was like a tiger falling into a flock of sheep. Every time he rose and fell, countless grassland warriors would be knocked into the air.

He pinpointed the king of Dan and shot through it all the way. The gnats in the sky were furious watching him!

"Cao Thief!"

He cursed angrily, roaring like thunder.

The body speed was even faster, and soon dragged a long flame tail, and crashed into the area where Cao Su was.

boom! !

A cloud of internal energy erupted, and the area where the two confronted each other was instantly emptied.

Tents, horses, soldiers, ordnance... were melted by the high temperature at that moment.

Cao Su turned his head to meet him, and was directly blasted into the ground. The soft ground once again formed a large black pit.

He was about to raise the red gun in his hand when he heard a rapid whistling in his ear.

Alarm bells were ringing in his heart, he sensed his energy, and quickly dodged to avoid it.

I saw a flying sword with light passing through where he was just now. If he didn't hide, he would have been pierced by the flying sword now.

"Sim!"

With a loud roar, Qing Xiao above his head put his index finger and middle finger together, and there was a sharp sword aura on his body.

"嗖嗖" several sword lights flew over, circling around his body, and soon flew over again.

And the sorcerer who was shouting, had been stabbed by Qing Xiao, and retreated while clutching his chest.

"Cao Zhaowu, please turn around and watch me kill this dog!"

Qing Xiao muttered something, and when he floated over, the sword light bloomed greatly.

The white sword qi hovered in the sky, and under Qing Xiao's guidance and control, they lined up in a row and flew towards Xiao.

A faint black light began to emerge from Uncle Xi's body, and after all the volleying sword energy entered his body for three feet, it slowly weakened a lot.

He pulled out the scimitar at his waist with a "clang", and the saber aura was like a dragon, pounced on Qingxiao's white sword aura.

As soon as he dodged for a few minutes, the enemy's internal strength surged out, and along with Cao Su's terrifying physical strength, a frontal saber light rushed towards his face.

Cao Su and Qing Xiao joined forces to fight against the masters of the Qiang tribe!

Uncle Xi's face changed wildly, and he raised his hand hastily to block, his whole body was engulfed by the light of the knife, and for the first time since the fight, he uttered a cry of pain.

injured!
A moment later, Uncle Xi left under the combined attack of Cao Su and Qing Xiao.

In a blink of an eye, he turned around and fired a shot, which came out like a dragon.

Cao Su and Qing Xiao hurriedly avoided.

"Where to run!"

Cao Su didn't want to let go of this man at all, he chased after him with his internal strength, his figure was extremely fast, and in the dark night, he floated towards him, and the grassland warriors avoided one after another.

But Uncle Xi's speed is faster, and the internal strength of the third-rank warrior is stronger.

Stellar energy lingers, flying in the sky.

Whoosh flew out hundreds of steps and rushed out of the camp.

On the wild grassland outside the camp, King Dan was fleeing with the remnants of his soldiers.

The entire camp of the Qiang people was in a sea of ​​flames. Once the enemy attacked at night, they killed the elite cavalry of other tribes, and the blood flowed into rivers.

King Dan's teeth were bared and his eyes cracked, and he said with hatred: "People from the Central Plains don't talk about martial arts, if I have a chance to come back here in the future, I will definitely slaughter all the villages and kill every single one from the Central Plains!"

(End of this chapter)