After about half an hour, horse thieves from all directions rushed forward. One can imagine how big the encirclement was and how many people there were.
There is no end as far as the eye can see, no matter which direction you look at, it is like this. It seems that the Storm Horse Thief Group has dispatched at least several thousand troops.
"Boys, you are really brave." came an angry shout.
The horse thieves stopped just a stone's throw away from the three of them. Hundreds of archers aimed at the three of them. As long as the three of them made the slightest move, thousands of arrows would be fired.
Long Ao's heart gradually cooled down. The other party's momentum was really too terrifying.
From all directions, several riders suddenly ran out, two old men and one middle-aged man, a total of three people.
"Hey, this is the old man in yellow robe!" Long Ao saw the old man he had fought with before.
"Lao Ba, are these three the ones who killed hundreds of our brothers, and also killed Lao Wu?" an old man with a long beard asked doubtfully.
"It's these three people." The old man in yellow robe said with anger on his face.
"Humph, my nephew was also killed by them?" The middle-aged man snorted and asked sternly.
Long Ao and the other three smiled bitterly. With so many horse thieves, it would be difficult to fight against them. If they had known this, Long Ao would not have provoked this group of horse thieves.
The three leaders of the Storm Horse Thieves Group were talking to themselves, seemingly not paying attention to Long Ao and the others at all.
"Hmph, this girl is so pretty. Beauty is a disaster. No wonder Lao Wu died because of it." The middle-aged man stared at Liu Qing.
"You three are destined to die today." The long-bearded old man laughed wildly.
Long Ao and the other three didn't say a word. Under this situation, it was better to wait and see what would happen.
To capture the thief, capture the king first. Long Ao secretly thought about how to capture the old man with a long beard, so that the three of them could escape from this place once they had a hostage in hand.
"You horse thieves, how can you be considered heroes if you bully the minority by bullying them?" Long Ao shouted.
"Yes, that is, if you bully the minority with the majority, you can challenge us in a duel." Man Niu straightened his chest and shouted loudly.
"Haha!" A burst of laughter came, and then all the horse thieves laughed.
The long-bearded old man raised his right hand lightly, and his laughter stopped instantly.
"It's interesting. You three faced thousands of us and still had the courage to fight. Not bad. Since you want to play one-on-one, I'll play with you." The old man with a long beard said with a sinister smile.
"Every horse thief is so reckless." Long Ao cursed in his heart.
"Second Master, be careful of the boy in the middle, he is very strong." The old man in yellow robe reminded.
If they knew how Mu Hua died, I'm afraid they would never be so arrogant. Unfortunately, the head of Xiaohe Village did not tell the details of Mu Hua's death.
"Come on, young master, I'm coming out, who of you dares to fight!" Long Ao jumped off his horse.
"Third brother, here's the chance to avenge your nephew with my own hands." The long-bearded old man looked at the middle-aged man with a smile on his face.
"Huh, you don't know the heights of the world, I am Shangguan Honglai." The middle-aged man snorted coldly and fell from his horse.
"The third master is also a big fish." Long Ao sneered in his heart.
Long Ao waved his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. It was the sword he got from killing Mu Hua.
The three masters were stunned as Long Ao had a weapon in his hand.
"Quack, it's the legendary storage bag. Third brother, go get it back for me." The long-bearded old man's eyes flashed with greed.
"You actually used Mu Hua's weapons, I'm going to kill you." The middle-aged man's face turned even colder.
The two fought, and both sides used long swords.
"How do you know Tianyang Swordsmanship?" The middle-aged man asked in surprise once they had a fight.
The expression of the old man in yellow robe who was watching the battle changed slightly. This Tianyang Sword Technique was his own secret book. How could he use it?
"Hehe!" Long Ao smiled but did not answer, but the attack with the long sword in his hand became even more fierce.
The middle-aged man was furious, his sword was shining brightly, and every move was extremely vicious.
After Long Ao used swordsmanship, his strength increased by at least 30%. However, the middle-aged man's skill seemed to be much stronger than that of the old man in yellow robe. In a short time, the two fought for dozens of rounds, and the battle was barely a draw.
"Humph, it turns out it's just like that."
The middle-aged man said viciously, his body suddenly jumped up several feet, and the long sword in his hand drew several rays of sword light, completely covering Long Ao.