Little did he know that in the corner of the restaurant, Qin Hao was listening to the conversation between several people.
"It seems that the commotion is a bit loud this time." Qin Hao was drinking tea by himself and did not pay attention to the group of strong men in front of him. Among these guys, the most powerful one was a five-year-old.
A martial artist is not even qualified to die in his hands.
Just when a few strong men were chatting happily, there was suddenly a rumble of horse hooves in the distance.
Qin Hao's expression changed slightly, the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer, and before long, a group of knights in red had surrounded the restaurant.
The faces of several strong men changed drastically, and the leader jumped out tremblingly: "It's the Giant Que Sword - Du Lingfeng!"
"What? The head of the Du family actually took action himself?"
At this moment, the knight in red made a way out of the middle in a well-trained manner, and an old man riding a tall maroon horse came to the front of the team like a star holding the moon.
"Anyone who doesn't want to die, get out of here." As Du Lingfeng waved his hand, a powerful burst of energy burst out. The air wave swept up fallen leaves and dust all over the ground, leaving several strong men in a state of embarrassment.
"Walk."
After driving away the minions, Du Lingfeng got off his horse, put a giant sword on his shoulder, and walked slowly to Qin Hao.
"Are you Qin Hao, General Yunhui of the Qing Dynasty?"
Qin Hao didn't even raise his eyelids and replied lightly: "So what?"
"Did you do that thing on the outskirts of Beijing?"
"So what?"
A look of anger flashed across Du Lingfeng's face: "So, my disciple really died in your hands!"
"There seems to be someone who carries a big sword like you. To be honest, his swordsmanship is not that good." Qin Hao shook his head contemptuously.
"You are so arrogant, you will risk your life!" Du Lingfeng could no longer hold back and swung the giant sword on his shoulder. The giant scabbard sank directly into a nearby tree, and at the same time, he slashed Qin Hao headlong.
Du Lingfeng was very confident in his powerful and heavy blow, as if he could already see the bloody scene of the opponent being split in half.
However, a strong resistance came from the hands holding the giant sword. Du Lingfeng saw an incredible scene. Qin Hao just stretched out two fingers and easily clamped the giant sword that he was proud of.
"How is this possible?" Du Lingfeng's eyes widened. The scene in front of him was beyond his understanding. He was a ninth-level master. With his giant sword skills, he had been galloping in Northern Qi for so many years. What kind of master couldn't
Seen it?
"You have this little ability and you still want to kill me?" Qin Hao sneered and pulled back his fingers.
Du Lingfeng only felt a huge force coming from him, and he rushed towards Qin Hao uncontrollably. In shock, Du Lingfeng was determined. He gritted his teeth and let go of the giant sword. At the same time, he turned his palm and pointed towards Qin Hao.
Haomian slapped the door away.
"The reaction is not bad, but after abandoning the sword, you still have some strength." Qin Hao slapped a palm lightly and had a head-on confrontation with Du Lingfeng.
A powerful wave of true energy exploded around the two of them, and the tables and chairs in the small restaurant were shattered to pieces. The red knights who had always been guarding the outside were also knocked backwards by this wave of energy.
Several strong men who were hiding in the woods watching the excitement broke out in cold sweat when they saw this scene.
"Boss, this guy named Qin is so awesome."
The leader swallowed his saliva with lingering fear, turned around and left without saying a word.
"Boss, where are you going?"
"Go home, it's too dangerous outside and it's not suitable for me."
"Boss, please wait for us."
At this moment, Du Lingfeng's heart was filled with thoughts of ten thousand grass and mud horses running past. The young man in front of him was simply a monster.
The strength requirements for his practice of giant swordsmanship can only be described as harsh. He has been extremely powerful since he was a child, and he has never lost in a wrestling match.
But when he fought with Qin Hao, he felt like he was knocked down by a running wild bull, and the bones in his right hand were almost shattered. The opponent's extremely domineering Qi was simply unreasonable and knocked him down all the way.
His body-protecting energy was overwhelmed, and after decades of debut, he had never faced such an opponent.
"Poof" a mouthful of blood spurted out. Du Lingfeng was shocked and quickly stepped back.
"Go quickly!"
After saying that, he didn't care about the red knights and headed towards the opposite direction.
"You can leave if you want, but stay alive."
Before Du Lingfeng had time to react, Qin Hao punched him in the back, and a violent energy exploded in his body.
"Papa..."
The next second, various joints on Du Lingfeng's body made a crisp sound like exploding firecrackers, and then his eyes went blank, and his body fell straight to the ground.
A generation of ninth-grade masters fell like this, and the whole process took less than a cup of tea.
When the knights in red saw this, they whipped their horses and whipped their whips and fled. They all wished their parents would give them two more legs.
Qin Hao did not kill them all, but let these people spread the news, so as to avoid the entanglement of those little minions who did not know their own abilities.
"Store, check out." Qin Hao found a stack of banknotes from Du Lingfeng, threw one of them to the shivering boss who was hiding in the dilapidated hut.
After Qin Hao left for a while, the shop owner dared to climb out.
After the store owner was overjoyed, he carefully stuffed the banknote into his arms and hurriedly fled this place of right and wrong.
Not long after, another group of knights came in a hurry.
"Master, come and see."
A young man in silver armor came forward on his horse and was shocked when he saw Du Lingfeng's tragic death.
"Du Lingfeng, how could he die here?"
Just when the man in silver armor was confused, a subordinate brought the former store owner in front of him.
After asking about the fight between the two sides, the man in silver armor couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"Let's go home."
"Master, are we not going to arrest General Yunhui of Nanqing?"
"Idiot, Du Lingfeng can't even catch his three moves. Am I going to die in vain?"
Overnight, Qin Hao's murderous reputation spread throughout the Northern Qi Dynasty. In the previous murder case in Shangjing City, after all, only an eighth-level warrior died, and now the long-famous Juque Sword - Du Lingfeng was also "tragic".
Time persuaded many weak Northern Qi warriors to retreat.
Of course, there are also some ninth-grade warriors who choose to huddle together to keep warm.
However, they still underestimated Qin Hao's fighting power. Two or three ninth-level warriors were simply not enough to watch in front of Qin Hao, the peak ninth-level warrior.
In the next half month, three ninth-grade masters died in Qin Hao's hands one after another, and seven or eight people were seriously injured. These people relied on their numerical advantage to besiege Qin Hao, but they were all beaten to death by Qin Hao.
Eight falls.
Of course, Qin Hao's loss was not small, and the injuries on his body were secondary. The key was the consumption of infuriating energy. If Xiao Xiao hadn't given him the complete "Tian Dao Cultivation Technique" before leaving Beiqi, he would have fought in successive battles.
He was also exhausted.
Moreover, Qin Hao could faintly feel that ever since he reached the peak of the ninth level, the domineering Qi in his body had become more and more restless.
Qin Hao vaguely remembered that before Emperor Qing was promoted to Grand Master, he once fell into an embarrassing situation. Not only were all the meridians in his body severed, he could not even move his limbs.
For the sake of his own life, Qin Hao no longer showed up in public, but hid in a Northern Qi caravan.
Cuiling Pass is only fifty miles away from Cangzhou in Nanqing. Since Cangzhou was taken away by Nanqing, it has become the front line for Northern Qi to resist Nanqing's northward march.
Due to the previous war between the two countries, the trade between Northern Qi and Nanqing was also interrupted, causing prices in both countries to increase to varying degrees.
Wherever there is profit, there will be businessmen.
The Longqing caravan where Qin Hao is hiding is one of them. The boss behind this caravan can be regarded as a very capable person. Not long after the peace talks between the two countries, he opened up the joints and started smuggling trade. Naturally, Qin Hao is also indispensable.
This is also the reason why Qin Hao can easily hide in the caravan. In the face of interests, businessmen will not care about the feelings of family and country.
"My noble man, after passing Cuiling Pass and walking fifty miles south, we will reach the border of Qing Kingdom. Look..."
Qin Hao directly threw a five hundred tael banknote to the other party. Problems that can be solved with money are not considered problems.
However, just when the caravan manager put the banknote into his arms with a happy face, Qin Hao's expression changed.
"My lord, you are..."
"Nothing, just keep going."
Not long after, the caravan carriage was blocked by a group of people.
The caravan guard was wondering why the robbing horse bandits wanted so many people. When the caravan manager saw the faces of the people clearly, his eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Young little see the saint..."
Before the caravan manager could finish speaking, Haitang Duoduo shouted loudly towards the carriage where Qin Hao was sitting: "Stop hiding, come out."
Qin Hao sighed softly when he saw this: "When did you discover that I was in the caravan?"
"Although this person is annoying, he is still capable. I received information from the second day you entered the caravan."
"Then why are you taking action now?"
Haitang Duoduo said with a solemn expression, "I'm not sure I can capture you until all the help comes."
Qin Hao glanced at the people behind Haitang Duoduo, with a playful smile on his face: "Three at the ninth level, and two at the peak of the ninth level. Is this the strongest combat power of Northern Qi besides the grand master?"
"Should I say I'm honored?"
Haitang Duoduo said seriously: "No matter what, it is impossible for you to leave the territory of Northern Qi alive today."
"It's just you?" Qin Hao said domineeringly: "You all come together!"
"Arrogant!"
A strong man wearing animal skins behind Haitang Duoduo shouted angrily, with a little saddle under his feet, he jumped up from the horse, unsheathed the long knife in his hand, and struck Qin Hao's head fiercely, and a whirlwind blew Qin Hao's head. Hao was shrouded all over, and countless small wind blades attacked Qin Hao from all directions, blocking all his escape routes.
"Good sword skills!" Haitang Duoduo couldn't help but praise her when she saw this.
"Whirlwind Knife—Feng Xinglie, he has some tricks up his sleeve!"
Qin Hao snorted coldly, facing Feng Xinglie's determined blow, he just calmly circulated his domineering energy around his body and gathered it in his right hand.
"Break it for me!"
The moment the fist collided with the long knife, a violent air wave spread around Qin Hao and Feng Xinglie, causing sand and rocks to fly. The horses of the caravan were frightened and fled wildly. Many people were also overturned by the air wave.
Feng Xinglie's mouth spilled blood, but he resisted not taking a step back.
"Good boy, no wonder the saint is so cautious, she really has two brushes."
Qin Hao glanced at Haitang Duoduo lightly: "Do you really think you can defeat me with more people?"
"Hmph, I'm not ashamed of my words. Let's join forces. Unless the Grand Master takes action, you will definitely die today!"
"Don't hold back, everyone. This kid is so domineering and difficult to deal with. Let's kill him together!"
While talking, the three people behind Haitang Duoduo jumped up and surrounded Qin Hao.
"Iron Palm Divine Fist - Iron Ruthlessness."
"Breaking Hammer——Qiu Wanli."
"Shadow Dance Sword - Muchen."
Haitang Duoduo also followed closely behind and joined the battle group. With two axes in hand, the ax blade reflected the moon and shone with cold light. With a move of "Whirlwind Cutting the Moon", it brought up gusts of wind and rolled towards Qin Hao. Shadow Dance Sword became the ninth grade The peak master, the shadowless sword in his hand is unpredictable, and there is no sound of piercing the air when the long sword is swung in his hand, making it impossible to guard against it.
Tie Wuqing and Qiu Wanli, on the other hand, launched a head-on attack with extraordinary ferocity. Feng Xinglie, who took a breath, once again used his special skill of the whirlwind knife and attacked Qin Hao's life gate.
"Well done!"
Facing the joint killing moves of the five masters, Qin Hao shouted, his whole body's true energy surged, and he stepped on the Wandering Dragon Bagua Steps, using extremely weird steps to avoid vital attacks, and at the same time, he used Xingyiquan to exchange injuries for injuries.
, constantly confronting Tie Qingqing and Qiu Wanli.
One move, two moves, three moves...
Blood marks popped up on Qin Hao's body from time to time. Although he tried his best to avoid the vital points, he lost a lot of blood. In addition, the zhenqi poured into the weapon by Muchen and Feng Xinglie continued to rush through his body. Qin Hao had to use part of his zhenqi to kill him.
With these Qi under control, Qin Hao's situation became even more difficult.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Haitang Duoduo and others are not having a good time at the moment, especially Tie Qingqing and Qiu Wanli. Their original cultivation levels are different from Qin Hao.
Qin Hao used them as a breakthrough point and launched a fierce attack. After ten moves, the two of them were already at a disadvantage. If it weren't for Haitang Duoduo and the others to restrain them, they would have been defeated long ago.
Even so, Tie Qingqing and Qiu Wanli didn't feel comfortable. With Xingyiquan and the blessing of domineering Qi, every punch of Qin Hao was as heavy as a thousand catties.
"puff!"
"Brother Iron..."
As Qin Hao used his back to carry Muchen's Shadowless Sword move, he hit Tie Qingwu's chest with a Tai Chi "moving block and pound" move. Tie Qingwu could no longer resist, and flew straight out and fell to the ground.
There was no movement anymore. Qiu Wanli on the side was so frightened that he forgot to attack for a moment.
A strange color flashed in Haitang Duoduo's eyes, but the speed in her hands did not slow down at all. The two axes were filled with vigorous energy and struck towards Qin Hao's back.
Just when the rest of the people thought that Qin Hao was at the end of his crossbow and unable to resist, Qin Hao moved, using the twelve-shaped "Green Dragon Exploring Claw", the fist wind was like a dragon's roar, directly hitting the shadow of Begonia's axe, domineering Qi and
The collision of axes and winds stirred up circles of air waves visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, Baguazhang "played with the dragon in the water", turned around nimbly, cleverly avoided Muchen's "Shadowless Sword", and slapped it with his backhand, causing the air to explode, forcing Muchen to stagnate.
"The flowing clouds scattered his hands", Qin Hao seemed to turn into the wind, his figure was erratic, and he was behind Qiu Wanli in an instant.
"thump"
Sky Breaking Hammer - Qiu Wanli felt a sharp pain in his chest. He lowered his head subconsciously, only to find that a palm had passed through his entire body, from his back to his chest.
"You deserved to die at the hands of the great master's famous stunt."
Qin Hao smiled ferociously and slowly took out his bloody right hand, while looking at Haitang Duoduo and the others with stern eyes.
In this scene, in the eyes of Haitang Duoduo and the others, Qin Hao was covered in blood, like a dead spirit from hell.
