The horse thieves in front of them are at least level three warriors and above. Even if a barbarian bull can fight one against a hundred, the prerequisite is that the opponent does not ride a horse. With a mount, these horse thieves are a bit stronger.
"Even the three of us are no match for these hundreds of horse thieves!" Man Niu thought to himself.
The more the old man in yellow robe fought, the more frustrated he became. Even the Tianyang Sword Technique, which he considered to be the most powerful, could not gain even the slightest advantage. As time went by, the opponent's offensive became more powerful. Gradually, the old man in yellow robe became more and more struggling.
Long Ao carefully understood the opponent's sword technique, and was secretly happy in his heart. This Tianyang sword technique was indeed extremely powerful, at least it should be regarded as a mid-range sword technique.
"Hey, I've earned another set of sword skills this time." Long Ao was secretly happy. Ever since he was born in this world, Long Ao has had a photographic memory, and Qiqi has already remembered the opponent's set of sword skills in his heart. Eighty-eight, as long as you practice a little bit, you will be your own swordsmanship.
The old man in yellow robe couldn't win for a long time, and he became more anxious. The opponent's moves suddenly became more violent.
Just as Long Ao was about to end the battle, the old man in yellow robe suddenly shouted: "Brothers, come together and capture these two men, and capture the woman alive."
"Yes! Mr. Huang." Hundreds of horse thieves said at the same time, with astonishing power.
"Not good!" Long Ao went out not long ago and had limited experience in the arena of this world. He originally thought that the opponent would challenge him to a duel to determine the outcome, but he did not expect that he would be such a shameless siege.
"go to hell!"
Long Ao went berserk and used the strongest strength in his life, punching straight at the yellow-robed old man.
The green light of Long Ao's right fist was several times brighter than before, and his speed was extremely fast. The old man in yellow robe had no chance to dodge and had no choice but to catch it head-on.
"Brush!" Seeing the fierceness of the opponent, the old man in yellow robe stabbed Long Ao's chest with his sword, trying to force Long Ao to withdraw his attack.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the ears, and hundreds of horse thieves had already surrounded everyone.
"Hmph!" Long Ao snorted coldly, waved his left fist and faced the sword light.
The old man in yellow robe was in a panic and hurriedly raised his left fist to block Long Ao's attack.
"Boom!" The yellow-robed old man screamed and took more than ten steps back before he could regain his balance.
The old man in yellow robe took this punch hard, feeling extremely painful in his left hand, and looked at Long Ao with a horrified expression.
Just when Long Ao wanted to continue the pursuit and kill the yellow-robed old man, several spears suddenly stabbed from the front.
Dozens of horse thieves attacked Long Ao fiercely. Long Ao was very skilled in martial arts, but there was no precedent for one person fighting dozens of people, so he couldn't help but hurriedly resist.
"Long Ao!" Liu Qing exclaimed.
Looking around, Man Niu was surrounded by many horse thieves, while Liu Qing was facing the scarred man, and another white-faced middle-aged man was helping out.
The shouts of killing rose to the sky, and an indescribable anger surged in Long Ao's heart.
"They must want to capture Liu Qing alive, and Manniu shouldn't be defeated quickly. Forget it, let's fight with our own strength!"
Long Ao sneered and grabbed a spear, and with just one pull, the man on horseback was dragged flying in the air.
"Kill!" Long Ao had killed someone in his previous life. In this life, he was born in this different world where human life was worthless and there were no police to control him. The murderous nature of human beings arose spontaneously in his heart.
When the spear was in Long Ao's hands, every shot could kill a horse thief. Long Ao showed no mercy to these horse thieves, and almost always hit the vital points.
Long Ao still knew a thing or two about marksmanship, especially after he had strong power. As long as he could use his power, he could kill a group of people with the barrel of the gun.
Blood splattered, which further aroused the murderous intention in Long Ao's heart.
Killing one person is killing, killing a hundred people is killing, anyone who stands in my way will die!
Long Ao's face was as cold as frost, and his attacks were even more ruthless, like a demon, making the besieging horse thieves fear in their hearts.
Every leap was several feet high, and every time the gun barrel came down, several horse thieves were knocked down.
The old man in yellow robe watched in horror as Long Ao was invincible. He couldn't help but call a few horse thieves and whispered a few words hastily. I don't know what he said. Those few people clapped their horses and ran towards the village with solemn expressions. .