Martial arts start from Xiaobing in Xiangyang City

Chapter 38 Give you a chance, you are useless!

Some women also participated. After all, more than 1000 people went out this time, but only 700 came back.

The most important thing is that without so many strong men, the blow to this tribe will be extraordinarily heavy.

But for some reason, Lin Qing's heart subconsciously tightened when he saw it, and he always felt that something was wrong.

At this time, a wisp of fragrance drifted closer, causing Lin Qing to sniff a few more times subconsciously. Although it was not the first time he smelled it, it seemed that he could never get enough of it.

"Little guy, there is a problem!"

Huang Rong, who was sticking to Lin Qing's side, couldn't help rolling her eyes when she saw Lin Qing's actions, as if gnashing her teeth, but she still didn't forget to express her doubts.

"The old people are gone."

Hearing this, Lin Qing's eyes were like lightning flashes, and she subconsciously glanced away.

Sure enough, as Huang Rong said, there was not even an old man present.

But at this moment, I saw Khan being supported by a maid, weak and weak, walking out from among the many women, and glanced at Lin Qing with a little fear in his eyes, "Everyone, this Han from the Central Plains controlled me with strange martial arts. And tricked you into provoking the Mongolian camp."

"The Mongol Empire is so powerful, how can a small tribe like ours be able to provoke it? I simply found out about it in time and led many women to take down those old men. The tribes invaded the Mongolian camp together."

Speaking of this, a large group of old people were brought out, their bodies were tied up with ropes, and their mouths were also stuffed with cloth strips.

When he saw Ulihan, he immediately whimpered with excitement.

Ulihan was in danger of protecting himself at this time, so how could he care about these old people.

But Khan called out weakly to the strong men around Lin Qing: "What are you still doing? Why don't you catch this spy and send him to the Mongolian camp?"

If it was before, these strong men might still obey orders, but after seeing how Lin Qing slaughtered tens of thousands of soldiers in the blink of an eye, they didn't have the courage to fight against Lin Qing at all.

For a while, the scene fell silent, only the wails of Urihan from time to time, and the sounds of beating and scolding from women.

Lin Qing stared at Khan curiously, never expecting that this guy would betray her.

I thought that the power of the phantom yin finger was enough to scare the other party from betraying him.

It's also Lin Qing's fault. Even though she regards women and the elderly as the most terrifying objects in her heart, she still subconsciously ignores these women.

He only thought that when he returned from this battle, he would be able to control the strong men of the tribe, and then he would truly control the entire tribe.

But unexpectedly, this Khan and a group of women ruined his good deeds.

"Before I left, I said that if I leave a phantom finger on your body, aren't you afraid of death?"

Lin Qing was quite puzzled, looked at Khan and said.

Who knows, Khan has long planned.

"I know that you are putting your magic finger on me, but as long as you are sent to the Mongolian camp, not only can I solve my tribe, but I can also ask the king to send experts to get rid of this poison for me."

Lin Qing suddenly understood.

He understood a truth, never think that others will sincerely surrender to you, especially surrender with the threat of force.

Because, to the other party, you are just an aggressor.

It's just that most people always like to give out that cheap mercy.

Of course, Lin Qing didn't think that he had any compassion, but he just felt that he could control the other party with the phantom yin finger, so there was no need to kill him.

But the phantom yin finger is not a life-and-death talisman after all, what it brings is only a sense of weakness, not panic.

The most unforgettable thing for Lin Qing is actually these women who are easy to ignore.

"Forget it! I want to save your life, but you are useless!"

Lin Qing stepped out step by step and walked towards Khan.

Khan was so frightened that he trembled all over, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Quick, kill him!"

It's a pity that he is too weak, his physical body is not very strong, and he has no internal strength. He has been tortured by the phantom yin finger for nearly a day, and he is not far from exhaustion.

Fortunately, a large number of people have already made preparations, and they have already appeared without him saying anything.

All of a sudden, a large group of people emerged from behind the yurts and dozens of meters behind Lin Qing, each holding a bow and arrow.

"Fire arrows!"

Under the gray void, a loud shout sounded.

In an instant, tens of thousands of arrows fell towards Lin Qing one after another, and flames were lit on the arrows. Once the arrows were shot, the wound would be burned by the flames immediately, causing unbearable pain.

"Stop it, my man is still there!"

A woman reacted and subconsciously shouted.

Khan had also reacted, and quickly shouted: "That's not what Zhi said, just kill him alone!"

However, the arrow has been fired and there is no turning back.

For a moment, there was a panic, and the strong men wanted to dodge the arrows, but the arrows were so fast and there were so many, how could they dodge?
Lin Qing, on the other hand, looked up at the sky indifferently, and witnessed the dense arrows falling towards him like locusts attacking him.

With a charming figure and a swift movement, Lin Qing moved instantly, quietly wrapped her arms around Huang Rong's soft waist, and pushed towards Khan.

Swish swish!
At this moment, more than a hundred thousand arrows fell one after another, shooting and killing hundreds of strong and strong men, as well as Ulihan and others on the spot.

Some women even had time to escape in the future!
Night gradually came.

Blood, gurgling out.

The raging flames burned fiercely, turning the flesh into black coals.

There are also some surviving people who howled miserably in the flames.

No one dared to rescue them, they could only watch helplessly as all the arrows fell to the ground, and when all the dust settled, they had already been reduced to ashes.

The cold wind howled, it seemed that the souls of these men were reluctant to leave and were struggling desperately.

This scene made Khan dumbfounded, and even countless women were dumbfounded.

The scene was approaching dead silence for a while, until Lin Qing quietly appeared in front of Khan, and said with emotion: "Tens of thousands of arrows, it seems that there are tens of thousands of hands, they should be from other tribes!"

"Not long after you left, a nearby tribe came to your door, wanting to know why the Qiuyue tribe suddenly made such an aggressive move, dared to break into the Mongolian camp, and then rescued Ben Khan."

Khan's expression was slumped, and he sat down on the ground with a look of despair, and said in a daze, "We conspired to wait for you to come back and take you down, but why didn't you die? Why didn't you die?"

Only then did Lin Qing realize that, unlike what she thought, it was not these women who saved Khan, but people from the tribe who came to rescue him.

"what!!"

At this moment, the shrill cry sounded quietly, and the women looked at the man with wide-eyed eyes, who fell to the ground and burned himself into black charcoal, crying heartbroken and regretful.

How could they survive without these men?
I'm afraid even the tribe no longer exists!
"Kill!!"

At this moment, tens of thousands of people rode their horses to kill Lin Qing with great arrogance and arrogance.

Even Huang Rong felt a little horrified after seeing it, and subconsciously said: "It's already dark at this time, and it's hard to move, let's take this opportunity to get out of here!"

She knew that Lin Qing's Qinggong was good enough to leave smoothly.

But Lin Qing held the spear tightly, and with a flick of the spear, it immediately pierced into a woman's shoulder and pulled it back suddenly.

"I'll lend you some blood!"

With a faint sound, Lin Qing backhanded the blood stains stained by the gun tip and absorbed the blood stains on the palm of his hand, reversing the true energy, making the true energy from the palm several times colder than ice, and instantly condensed into a blood-colored thin ice.

(End of this chapter)