The wind and snow stopped suddenly, the sky was like washing, and the stars filled the night sky, like gems. A half moon hangs in the night, shining on the white earth.

Qin Shaofu was anxious when he listened to the noise behind him. Such a heavy snowy day was not a good time to escape. His footprints completely exposed his whereabouts. Unless he escaped for a long time, the snowfall might cover up the traces of falling.

Unfortunately, Tongling Pass responded so quickly, and he ran less than three miles away. The snow was less than a foot deep, and war horses were feasible. Such a distance would probably be caught in less than half an hour.

The world was vast, but I felt that there was nowhere to escape. Qin Shaofu sighed and simply stopped running away. Instead, he stood there with his waist knife and recovered his strength, preparing to make the final struggle.

After waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour, he saw a team of people coming, about fourteen or fifteen. After seeing the situation of the visitor clearly, Qin Shaofu shouted that he was deceived. None of the pursuers rode a horse, and they were definitely not the defenders of Tongling Pass, but most of them were from the Qin family.

According to the law, the family of gods who were demoted to sinners cannot own horses, just to prevent them from escaping. If the defenders of Tongling Pass pursued people, they would definitely come on horseback.

If I had known this, I might have been able to get rid of them even if I had seized the time to escape. Unfortunately, it was impossible now...

The Qin family's pursuers might have seen Qin Shaofu in the moonlight and immediately surrounded him one by one.

Currently, a man in his forties, wearing a sheepskin coat, carrying a long sword, roared angrily: "Battle breeder, let you pay my son's life today."

This person is the father of the Qin disciple who died on the ring during the day. Although everyone knows that even if he gets a quota and leaves, he will not be truly valued, but it is better than being a sinner here for the rest of his life and cannot turn over.

As a father, he hopes that his children can live in the world with dignity, but unfortunately, they die on the ring.

Qin Shaofu took a deep breath, remained calm, and shouted again: "You all want to die, but you actually want to kill me while I came out to practice swords. Lord Zhangyin has given me a place to leave. If I die here today, none of you will survive."

He couldn't even beat this leading man, let alone there were more than a dozen other people. At this moment, he could only try to scare them.

Unfortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, the leading man laughed: "You bastard, you dare to speak loudly when you die. Xunwusi has already confirmed the list and notified each company that there is no you at all, otherwise you would think we dare to chase him!"

Damn Wei Guangxiong... Qin Shaofu cursed in his heart, why didn't he know that the man wanted to kill someone with a knife? But the situation was already like this, and he had no other way except to scold him.

"If you kill him, just say that he wants to escape from Tongling Pass, General Geng will not do anything to us!"

The leading man shouted loudly and slashed with a sword.

Qin Shaofu grabbed the knife and immediately felt like he was hit by a wild bison, and he flew backwards.

Although this man is ordinary innate, he has reached the second level of essence and blood. His true energy is definitely not comparable to his son. And a person who has not even condensed his martial soul cannot be his opponent.

He flew backwards for more than ten meters, fell on the snow, and smashed a pit. Qin Shaofu barely supported half of his body, only to feel the blood in his body churning, his throat sweetened, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. He wanted to get up, but his whole body was soft and he didn't have much strength.

The leading man was murderous intent soared into the sky without giving him any chance. He strides forward again, slashing at him with a long sword in his hand and yelled: "Go to see your mother Qin Yao!"

Seeing that the sword was about to fall, suddenly the wind blew countless white snow on the ground, and instantly turned into a snow fog that confused everyone's eyes.

Qin Shaofu felt that someone had grabbed the clothes on his back. After lifting them, he flew far away and reached the snow mist.

Looking around, there was no wind or waves, and there was a calm area. Only in that area, strong winds were everywhere, snow and mist were hazy, and I was shocked and extremely strange.

"Are you Qin Yao's son?"

Suddenly someone asked, which scared Qin Shaofu. He looked in the voice and found that there was a middle-aged man behind him. He looked about forty or fifty years old, wearing a green cloth dress. His eyes were extremely bright, even on this night, he was as bright as stars.

So awesome... Qin Shaofu thought to himself that the man in front of him was wearing thin clothes, but he was not invaded by the cold air. The snow mist was probably his masterpiece. I really don’t know how far the other party’s martial arts had reached if he could storm like this.

"Are you Qin Yao's son?"

The man asked again, and Qin Shaofu nodded: "That's right, Qin Yao is my mother."

"You...what are you? How old is this year?"

The man asked again, clearly trembling when he heard a few words, and seemed extremely excited.

Qin Shaofu didn't know the identity of the person in front of him, but he still said honestly: "My name is Qin Shaofu, I am sixteen years old this year."

“Sixteen, sixteen!”

The man murmured to himself a few times, as if he was calculating something. After a while, he shook his head: "I don't agree!"

Then he figured out something again, and suddenly stepped forward, pressed his hand on Qin Shaofu's shoulder, and a stream of true energy poured in.

Qin Shaofu trembled all over and felt swelling and pain everywhere in his body. He suddenly said something was wrong. This person may not have the same old relationship with his mother, and maybe he still has a grudge.

It was just as I thought about this that I suddenly felt a strange cool feeling in my abdomen, like clear springs gushing out, instantly dispelling all the swelling and pain on my body.

This... Qin Shaofu looked down and was shocked. A series of green lights were emitted from his abdomen, as if there was a bead. The bead released a series of cool forces and was comfortable all over.

"Merry Bead, Merry Bead!"

The man whined softly, and then he thought of something again: "Shaofu, Shaofu... I understand, I understand!"

He patted Qin Shaofu's shoulder again, and looked excited. After a while, he calmed down. He looked at Xuewu in front of him and said, "What do you want to deal with these people?"

When Qin Shaofu heard this, his evil spirit in his eyes was full of life: "Kill!"

Anyone who has experienced that experience will never have any compassionate mentality. In the past, bullying himself and his mother, these people have a share, and today they want to kill themselves. Qin Shaofu's heart was nothing but hatred and murderous intent.

"Okay! Men should avenge their grudges!"

The man raised his true energy and sucked the waist knife that fell in the distance, and handed it to Qin Shaofu: "I'll do my own business by myself, I'll put it on the formation for you."

Qin Shaofu took the waist knife, hesitated for a moment and said, "I only know three sword techniques, I'm afraid I can't kill them."

The man put his hands behind his back and said proudly: "With me here, no one can hurt you here!"

Hearing this, Qin Shaofu no longer thought about it. He held his waist knife and rushed into the snow mist. He raised his sword and fell to kill him.

This person is the weakest among this group of people, at the level of martial soul, and his eyes were covered by snow fog, and he could not feel any danger at all. A flash of sword light made him look different from his body and head.

Over the years, Qin Shaofu hated the people of the Qin Mansion to the core and thought about killing everyone in countless times, but he was not strong enough and could only endure it. After so many years, although he had defeated many Qin family disciples, he had not really killed the Qin Mansion outside the arena.

Because, I dare not.

Today, I finally got what I wanted. I felt murderous intent in my heart, and the sword light was fierce, and I killed two more.

When he was about to kill the fourth person, it was no longer so easy. This was a warrior at the second level of essence and blood. He was much stronger than he could feel the crisis at the first time. When his body twisted, he not only avoided the killing move, but also waved the long sword in his hand, but instead forced Qin Shaofu to fall.

Just as I was about to think about how to attack, the voice of the man suddenly came from my ears, quite surprised: "Who taught you this sword technique?"

Qin Shaofu didn't know whether the other party could hear it or not, and stood in the snow fog and said, "My adoptive father Luo Dazhuang."

"Where is he now?" the man asked again.

"I went to the Northern Desert with the army."

If he were in Tongling Pass, he would not have been so passive... Qin Shaofu sighed inwardly.

His adoptive father Luo Dazhuang didn't know his specific age, but he looked like he was in his eighties or nineties. The higher the level of a warrior, the longer his life span. Luo Dazhuang is the third level of bone-forging, and it is no problem to live to 120 or 30 years old.

Although he seems to be in his eighties and nineties, he is still very strong. As a military householder, although he has already received some money to retire from the army, he who chooses to live in Tongling Pass still often goes to the army to help.

Years of experience have made him the best guide in Beimo. Whenever the defenders need to go to Beimo to inquire about the news about the nomadic peoples, they will give priority to hiring him as a guide.

With his prestige in the army, he is enough to help him resolve the crisis in front of him.

"He is intent!"

The man sighed lightly and said, "Your sword technique is actually extraordinary. It is called the Eight Wilderness Battlefield Sword Technique, which is extremely powerful. There is no problem with your moves. The reason why you cannot exert its true power is just because you have not practiced the corresponding internal skills and mental method. I know this mental method. Now I say that you can learn it depends on your own fortune."

"Qi flows in blood, and blood flows in flesh..."

After hearing what the other party said, Qin Shaofu was thinking about his meaning, he suddenly felt a qi hit his back, and then entered his body and moved into his meridians.

It was the route of practicing martial arts... He was quick-thinking and understood the other party's meaning at the first time. Remember the route of practicing martial arts and listen to the inner skills, the meaning immediately became easy to understand.

After the other party cleared his true qi in his body, he had already understood it. When he practiced the second time, the meridians no longer had the other party's true qi, but also his own true qi.

Although it is not strong, it is enough to make Qin Shaofu overjoyed. Luo Dazhuang only teaches him sword skills, but does not teach him anything else, and is not allowed to teach others. As a result, he has been suffering from the lack of internal skills and mental skills to practice, and has been unable to make a breakthrough, and even doubts that the fundamental reason why he cannot condense his martial soul is here.

Now that I finally have the right internal skills, my martial arts may turn around.

After repeating it over and over again, he had already understood the entire method of practicing merits.
Chapter completed!