Cai Python lingers beside Jin Xiulang's body, and from time to time, he hangs down his huge head and gently touches it. Tuoba Chunjun's right hand was pierced by a flying sword. He draws a knife with his left hand and cuts off the unprepared Cai Python's head. Then he slashes at the Jinpao escort. It's not just a big piece of paper, but even bloody and cruel than a whip corpse. Qin Cha'er dares not ride on the horse, and does not dare to approach this little Tuoba after getting off the horse, for fear of being vented. Tuoba Chunjun chops the loyal escort who died because of him into mud, and glances at Qin Cha'er. The latter shook his rope and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy. Tuoba Chunjun sneered: "You are lucky. You are from the Eagle Master. Qin Cha'er, and sends people to take the eagle falcon and knights of your tribe and come out in full bloom. If you can't hunt the assassin who intends to assassin me, your tribe can be removed from the grassland."

Qin Cha'er led his horse to trot to Tuoba Chunjun, handed the reins over the head of sweat, and asked in a low voice: "These herdsmen?"

Tuoba Chunjun said calmly: "The grassland is full of promises, so naturally I will give you gold and cattle and sheep."

Qin Cha'er nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice and flattered: "The little prince is worthy of being the king eagle on the grassland."

Tuoba Chunjun rode on the horse and sneered: "There will be death or life afterwards, and I will ignore my business."

Qin Cha'er was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized, put his arms across his chest, lowered his head and said, "The little prince is wise."

Tuoba Chunjun saw that there was nothing on the saddle and said with a blank expression: "Go and get a strong bow and a three-tube quiver."

Qin Cha'er shouted, and immediately awe-inspiring cavalry came to deliver the bow and arrow. Tuoba Chunjun picked up a feather arrow with his fingers, and after pulling the bow, he shot and killed a cavalry outside, straight through his head and fell off the horse. Tuoba Chunjun then squinted his eyes and nodded, looked up at the agile yellow eagle trained by Cha'er, and his heart was once again violent. If Jinxiulang did not die, with his eagle-boosting level, how could this eagle-haired master be compared with that of the horse? The big-quality bird trained by the old slave could even catch eagles and kill falcons! The kid was very lucky. Tuoba Chunjun suppressed his murderous intention, clamped his horse's belly, and ordered: "Let your beast keep a close eye! If you throw it once, I will cut out your eyeball!"

Qin Cha'er got on the horse in a panic and followed the little prince.

Come and go in a hurry.

The herdsmen of Huyan'an Bao's tribe were relieved. For this small exiled clan who was weak, it was like the dark clouds above his head had not dissipated, at least it would not rain heavily at the moment. Huyan'an Bao was already discouraged, and just asked his daughter-in-law to bandage the wound for Huyan Guanyin. The girl in the tent trembled in pain, but her face was still firm. On the contrary, the child Abaoji was sobbing with sobs and sobbing, squatting on the ground, not daring to look at her sister's wound, and buried her head in her knees. Huyan'an Bao said guiltily: "It's all we have harmed this young Bodhisattva from the Southern Dynasties."

Huyan Guanyin wanted to speak but stopped, and the old man said worriedly: "The person who pursued his benefactor should be the little prince Tuoba."

On the grassland, a thrilling hunting began.

After Xu Fengnian broke through, Duan Boer Hui chased his head, gradually getting closer, only a hundred feet apart, and his vision was within reach. The two were rushing to the extreme, but they were not inferior to the war horses. Duan Boer Huiong was still Tuoba Chunjun, who was vigilant to capture Chaer and one hundred cavalry. After casting the net, he naturally closed the net. Once caught again, Xu Fengnian would have no chance to escape. This time he still killed a Vajra master during the encirclement and suppression, which was already shocking. Xu Fengnian bent down like a leopard, and did not dare to reduce the speed of forward rushing forward. He turned his head and glanced at the falcon flying in the air. He knew that his running speed slowed down. The recovery of Dahuangting could naturally accelerate, but he was entangled by Duan Boer Huiong and was about to be arrested. Although Tuoba Chunjun was stabbed by Jinli, his combat power was still eight or nine.

But he was exhausted and said that he was exhausted. He was said to be a scheming donkey. He was not unfair. Although he had no general paralysis as the demon head of the brocade robe had imagined, it would definitely have an impact on his body movement. Eight flying swords formed black hair, spring thunder was unsheathed and a sleeve of green dragon, and finally even the golden strands of fetal womb were used. Duan Boer Hui's offensive had many fists and feet hit him hard. Xu Fengnian had neither reached the celestial realm where he could borrow the weather of heaven and earth, nor the realm of land fairy. If Tuoba Chunjun and Duan Boer Hui gave him a chance to recuperate for one and a half months, he could fight another battle, but they were eager to chase and kill them, and Xu Fengnian had no way out except to breathe and heal and escape forward.

Fortunately, there are pearls and jades that flow for three hundred miles in an instant, so they are used to the burning pain of this type of qi, and they can barely grit their teeth to hold on.

Duan Boer Huihui frowned. On the one hand, he was surprised by the abundant energy of the Southern Dynasty swordsman, and on the other hand, he was even more puzzled by the trauma of his leg. With his sword passing through, his Vajra body could be completely ignored. Even if he could not heal quickly, he would never be blocked like this moment. It can be seen that the swordsman's sword-controlling technique may not have reached its peak, but the flying sword itself is an immortal. This has become more and more determined to Duan Boer Huihui's determination to kill this young man, as for the death of Caimang Jinxiulang.

He did not feel any sadness of the rabbit and the fox. The Tuoba family is like a big temple. If the temple is big, there will be more clay sculptures and one less, and the other Bodhisattvas worship more incense. Besides, Duanboer Huihui has always complained about the old slave joining the top ten demons. Instead, he admires Xie Ling, a few fellow practitioners. In his eyes, the old guy with brocade robes is not like a devil, but more like a ridiculous actor raised by the powerful. He can only charm his tricks with his ingenious skills. The two of them have never met each other and are in line with each other.

Duan Boer was so proud that he shouted: "Boy, can you dare to fight me for 300 rounds?!"

A voice came from afar, "Call your wife or your daughter!"

Duan Boer rejoices to distinguish the qi from the sound. The remaining qi of this person seems to be more vigorous than he imagined, but after suffering a great loss, he knows that this guy's acting skills are more perfect than his little master, and he will never be fooled easily.

Xu Fengnian looked at the yellow eagle on his head again.

After a stick of incense, Duanboer Huihui was shocked to find that he was closer to eighty feet away from him, but the cavalry who had always galloped straight in line with the Falcon's instructions also caught up with him at some point. Could this kid be a road ignorant and had gone through a slightly redundant but fatal arc trajectory?

However, it is a good thing to get closer and be able to meet with the little master, so Duan Boer did not think deeply about it.

Tuoba Chunjun took the lead and ran side by side with Duan Boer Huihui ten feet apart.

The distance between the two sides and the struggling Southern Dynasty swordsman continued to narrow.

Duan Boer replied in a deep voice: "Young master, be careful of that man's flying sword."

Tuoba Chunjun made no sound and picked up a well-crafted black crow feather arrow from the quiver behind him.

Two hundred steps.

Tuoba Chunjun began to pull the bow.

At 120 steps, Tuoba Chunjun was about to shoot an arrow, but the distance was suddenly raised to 150 steps.

Then he kept wandering at a distance of 130 or 40 steps.

Tuoba Chunjun was not in a hurry. He usually couldn't catch up with that guy's foot power unless the best war horse was the best. It would be better to abandon the horse and chase it. But since he was seriously injured, it was different. He was so happy that he could catch the mouse and slowly kill this heroic clan of the Southern Dynasty who had a great hatred! At that time, he would still take his head to the door of his family with his head!

Finally shortened to 120 steps, Tuoba Chunjun pulled his bow and shot an arrow.

A single arrow broke through the air.

Tuoba Chunjun went to the quiver pot and picked the arrows at an astonishing speed. He handed over one arrow. Although there were orders of arrows, he splashed on the man's back at the same time. It can be seen that one arrow is as fast as thunder, which is a kind of continuous bead archery technique.

Xu Fengnian refused to waste a trace of energy in his body, rolled forward with the flow, dodged two feather arrows, reached out and waved his sleeves to push away the two, and was about to hold the last one.

Tuoba Chunjun stood on the back of a horse, pulling his bow like a full moon, shooting an arrow that had been planned for a long time.

Punching Xu Fengnian's eyebrows straight.

Xu Fengnian bounced away the previous arrow, leaned back, his body pressed against the ground, held the feather arrow with both hands, and rolled in a clever way. With the help of the feather arrow, he continued to run forward with the huge force. During this period, the sharp arrow was broken and suddenly raised his breath. The small piece of the arrow was thrown into the sky by him.

Pierce the body of the falcon soaring at low altitude.

Duan Boer Huihui was stunned.

Tuoba Chunjun stood on the horse's back, his fists clenched, and one hand was bleeding.

Xu Fengnian laughed, his body suddenly accelerated, and the distance instantly rose to a hundred feet away. "Just think you are three Vajra realms, which are useful. If you don't come to a master of the Astronomy Realm, I'm embarrassed to die here!"

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Chapter completed!