The colorful python swam around the corpse of Jinxiu Lang, occasionally lowering its huge head to gently touch it. Tuoba Chunsun's right hand was pierced by the flying sword, so he pulled out a knife with his left hand and chopped off the python's head that was caught off guard. He then slashed the retainer in Jinxiu Lang. It was more bloody and cruel than whipping a corpse. Qu Cha'er did not dare to ride on the horse, and even after dismounting, he did not dare to get close to this young Tuoba for fear of being angered. Tuoba Chunsun chopped the loyal retainer that died because of him into pieces and glanced sideways at Qu Cha'er. The latter trembled and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy. Tuoba Chunsun sneered, "Consider yourself lucky that you are an eagle master. Qu Cha'er, send someone to bring all the eagles and riders of your tribe out. If you fail to kill the assassin who tried to assassinate me, your tribe can be removed from the prairie."
Qu Cha'er led the horse and trotted to Tuoba Chunsun's side. He handed over the reins and asked in a low voice, "What about these herdsmen?"
Tuoba Chunsun said calmly, "The prairie is a promise. Naturally, we will give you gold, cattle, and sheep."
Qu Cha'er nodded like a chick pecking at rice and said flatteringly, "Young Prince is indeed the king eagle of the prairie."
Tuoba Chunsun mounted the horse and sneered, "Whether they live or die after this is none of my business."
Qu Cha'er was stunned for a moment before he came to a realization. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and lowered his head, "Young Prince is wise."
Tuoba Chunsun saw that there was nothing on the saddle and said expressionlessly, "Go get a strong bow and three quivers of arrows."
Qu Cha'er's lackey shouted. Immediately, there were horsemen who were extremely respectful and rushed over to hand over the bows and arrows. Tuoba Chunsun picked up an arrow with two fingers and shot a horseman at the periphery. The arrow went straight through his head and he fell off the horse. Only then did Tuoba Chunsun squint his eyes and nod. He raised his head to look at the yellow eagle that was trained by Qu Cha'er. Once again, violence rose in his heart. If Jinxiu Lang did not die, with his ability to train eagles, how could Qu Cha'er, who was once an eagle master, be a match? The great sparrow trained by that old servant could even catch and kill eagles! This kid was really lucky. Tuoba Chunsun suppressed his killing intent and squeezed the horse's belly. He ordered, "Tell that beast of yours to keep a close watch! Every time you lose track of him, I'll cut out one of your eyeballs! "
Jin Cha 'er hurriedly mounted the horse and followed behind the young prince.
He came and went in a hurry.
The herdsmen of Hu Yanbao's tribe all felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders. For this small and weak exiled tribe, it was like the dark clouds above their heads had not dispersed, but at least it was not immediately followed by a heavy downpour. Huyan Yanbao was already disheartened. He only asked his daughter-in-law to bandage Huyan Guanyin's wounds. Inside the tent, the young girl's body was trembling from the pain, but she still had a determined look on her face. On the other hand, the child, Abaoji, was sobbing from the heartache. He squatted on the ground and buried his head in his knees, not daring to look at his sister's wound. Hu Yanbao said guiltily, "It's all our fault for harming this young Bodhisattva from the Southern Dynasty."
Huyan Guanyin wanted to say something but stopped. The old man said worriedly, "The one who chased after our benefactor should be Young Prince Tuoba."
On the grassland, a soul-stirring hunt unfolded.
After Hsu Fengnian broke out of the encirclement, Duanbo Er turned back and chased after him. The distance between them was gradually shortened until they were less than three hundred meters apart. They could see each other clearly. The speed of their figures was not inferior to that of a warhorse. Behind Duanbo Er were Tuoba Chunsun, Shiti, Jin Cha 'er, and a hundred riders. After casting the net, it was naturally time to reel it in. Once Hsu Fengnian fell into the net again, there would be no chance for him to escape. It was already shocking that he was able to kill a Vajra Realm expert during the encirclement this time. Hsu Fengnian bent down like a leopard and did not dare to reduce his forward speed. He turned his head and took a glance at the falcon that was circling in the sky. He knew that if he slowed down his running speed, the recovery of the Great Yellow Court would naturally speed up. However, if he was entangled by Duanbo Er, he would fall into the net again. Although Tuoba Chunsun was injured by the golden strands, he still had eighty to ninety percent of his combat strength. On the other hand, Duanbo Er was already exhausted. It was not wrong to say that he had exhausted all his abilities. Although he did not know why his entire body was not paralyzed like what the devil in brocade robe imagined, it definitely affected his body's movements. The eight flying swords formed green strands, the Spring Thunder unsheathed, the Green Dragon Sleeve, and finally, even the Golden Strands of Forming Embryo. Duanbo Er's attacks were all solidly smashed on his body. Hsu Fengnian had not reached the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm where he could borrow the heaven and earth's weather, nor was he at the Earth Immortal Realm. If Tuoba Chunsun and Duanbo Er had given him ten to fifteen months to recuperate, he could have fought again. However, they were chasing after him urgently and wanted to eliminate him completely. Hsu Fengnian could only desperately breathe and heal his injuries while running forward. There was no way out.
Fortunately, he had the Kai Shu-style Qi Ji that could travel three hundred miles in an instant. He was used to the stinging pain from this kind of Qi Ji and was able to grit his teeth and endure it.
Duanbo Er, who had been running madly, frowned. On one hand, he was surprised by the Qi Ji of the Southern Dynasty's Qi Ji. On the other hand, he was even more puzzled by the wound on his leg. When the sword pierced through, he could completely ignore it with his Vajra Physique. Even if he could not recover quickly, his Qi Ji would not be blocked like now. It could be seen that the Swordsman's Sword Controlling Technique had not reached the peak, but the Flying Sword itself could be considered an immortal item. This made Duanbo Er even more determined to kill this young man. As for the death of the colorful python, he did not feel any sympathy. The Tuoba family was like a large temple. A large temple would have many clay Bodhisattvas. With one less Bodhisattva, the rest of the Bodhisattvas would have more incense offerings. Moreover, Duanbo Er had always been dissatisfied with this old servant's ranking as one of the Ten Great Devils. On the contrary, he admired Xie Ling and the others more. In his eyes, the old man in the brocade robe was not a devil. He was more like a laughable entertainer raised by the rich and powerful. He only knew how to use his lewd skills to seduce others. The two of them had never seen eye to eye.
Duanbo Er's heroic spirit overflowed. He shouted, "Boy, do you dare to fight with me for three hundred rounds?!"
The voice came from afar. "Call your wife or daughter over!"
Duanbo Er listened to the voice and discerned the Qi Ji. This person's Qi Ji seemed to be more vigorous than he had imagined. However, after suffering a great loss, he knew that this fellow's acting skills had reached perfection compared to his young master's. He would not be fooled so easily.
Hsu Fengnian looked at the yellow eagle above his head again.
After the time it took to burn an incense stick, Duanbo Er was shocked to find that the distance between them had narrowed to eight hundred feet. However, the cavalry behind him, who had been galloping in a straight line according to the falcon's instructions, had caught up. Could it be that this fellow had no sense of direction and had taken a slightly unnecessary but fatal arc?
However, it was a good thing to be able to close the distance and meet up with his young master. Duanbo Er did not think too much about it.
Tuoba Chunsun took the lead and rode side by side with Duanbo Er about ten feet away.
The distance between them and the dying swordsman of the Southern Dynasty was shrinking.
Duanbo Er said in a low voice, "Young master, be careful of that person's flying sword."
Tuoba Chunsun did not say anything. He picked up a well-made black crow feather arrow from the quiver on his back.
Two hundred steps.
Tuoba Chunsun began to draw his bow.
At one hundred and twenty steps, just as Tuoba Chunsun was about to shoot, the distance suddenly increased to one hundred and fifty steps.
Then, he kept pacing back and forth between one hundred and thirty and forty steps.
Tuoba Chunsun was not in a hurry. Normally, with the guy's speed, unless it was the best warhorse, it would be impossible to catch up with him. He might as well abandon his horse and chase after him. However, since he was seriously injured, it was a different matter. He was more than happy to play with this Southern Dynasty scholar slowly to death! When the time came, he would take his head and hang it in front of his family's gate!
Finally, the distance between them shortened to one hundred and twenty steps. Tuoba Chunsun drew his bow and shot.
An arrow pierced through the air.
Tuoba Chunsun took out his quiver and picked up arrows at an astonishing speed. Although there was a sequence of arrows, they all hit the man's back at the same time. It was obvious that each arrow was faster than the previous one. This was a kind of continuous arrow technique.
Hsu Fengnian did not want to waste any of the Qi in his body. He rolled forward and dodged two arrows. He waved his sleeve and was about to grab the last one.
Tuoba Chunsun stood on the back of his horse and drew his bow to the fullest. He shot the arrow that he had been preparing for a long time.
It went straight for Hsu Fengnian's glabella.
Hsu Fengnian bent his finger and flicked away the previous arrow. He leaned his head back and kept his body close to the ground. He held the arrow with both hands and did a nimble roll. He used the huge force of the arrow to continue running forward. He broke the arrow in the process and suddenly raised his Qi. A small part of the arrowhead was thrown into the sky.
It pierced through the body of the falcon that was flying at a low altitude.
Duanbo, who was still running, was dumbfounded.
Tuoba Chunsun stood on the back of his horse and clenched his fist. One of his hands was dripping with blood.
Hsu Fengnian laughed loudly. His body suddenly accelerated and the distance between them instantly increased to one hundred feet. "What's the use of treating you as three Vajra Realm martial artists? If a Heavenly Phenomenon Realm martial artist doesn't come, I won't be able to die here! "
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(I have something to do. This is the only chapter for tonight. It will explode tomorrow. By the way, I will ask for a red note ~)
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