The man was frightened, but he was not afraid. He took a deep breath. His milky white halo suddenly appeared, and his fists hit the back of the man in front of him.

Huang Gouzai was in a hurry just now, but he didn't think too much about it. He ran his stomach and filled his legs with air. He kicked the ground fiercely. His whole body posture remained unchanged. He kept his squat and arched back, and fired at the middle-aged man.

But after a breath, he regretted it.

He felt that he had been hit hard on the back suddenly. The first punch hit him on the back, which made him feel his viscera misplaced. At the same time, he snorted out a mouthful of blood.

When he was in pain, he also responded very quickly. Thinking of what Yi Heng said, where the fist is, is where the air flow comes, so he immediately concentrates the air flow on his back. When the latter one hits the back, he only feels a strong force rushing into his back.

Just when he thought that he would spit blood and hurt, he snorted in his mouth. However, he found that the airflow on his back was like a living creature, and he took the initiative to rush towards the force.

What made him ecstatic was that under the air current, the strength disappeared in an instant, as if melted by the air current.

It's just that correspondingly, the airflow is obviously a little less.

But the surprise was enough to make him immediately summon up courage and continue to hit the rear.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

Even if there is air flow in his back, Huang Gouzi can't hold on to it. However, he doesn't know how to make the play of Youlong Bagua Quan which has never been used in actual combat.

Feeling less and less airflow in his body, he was extremely anxious. He bit his teeth, turned around suddenly, and roared: "dry is the sky, heaven is healthy, and the sky is angry and resentful."

All the people saw that the two people were fighting in the field, and suddenly the wind was blowing everywhere. From Huang Gouzi's fist, two invisible strong winds were shot at the man.

Yi Hengyin is in the air. He smiles and nods slightly.

...

three months later, all the tribes of the gourong tribe crossed the vast snow mountains and merged into the army of all the tribes on the grassland, converging into the sea like a stream.

Yi Heng, dressed in gray sheepskin, follows the ranks like an ordinary martial arts master.

It's been three months since Huang paparazzi made a move.

After using the eight trigrams You Long Quan, he defeated the middle-aged man without any suspense in front of the public.

However, the man was shocked and fought back with all his strength. In the end, although he was defeated and unconscious, he exhausted Huang Gouzi's internal power.

However, Mao yixige saw that the situation was not right. With a wave of his big hand, more than 500 people drew their swords and rushed to fight with the army of dogs.

With the sudden appearance of blood and casualties, the peace on the grassland was filled with the sound of fighting and screaming.

Huang paparazzi, who has little internal power left, can defend himself in chaos, but he has no choice but to fight on one side.

But Yi Heng didn't show up, let alone shot.

Until the comatose middle-aged people wake up and stop maoyisig in time, the rough fight on the grassland is over.

Finally, he woke up, but unable to resist, he had to agree to join the grassland army to fight against Xiqi.

Yi Heng looks back at the boundless mountains that are getting farther and farther behind him. After riding along the mountains for more than ten days, there is just a narrow canyon that allows people to cross the mountains without having to climb the snow mountain.

After the vast mountains, it is still a vast grassland, but the herdsmen everywhere let him know that all the tribes of the grassland should have gathered here to resist the Xiqi war.

In this area, he knew, it was within Qinghai. In front of him was Xiqi. Maybe the grassland army and Xiqi army were fighting fiercely.

Hulegan walked in the front with the team. The expression on his face was not clear whether he was happy or sad. The carried sea of harinau walked in the middle and sometimes fell into a coma.

Huang Gouzi spent most of his time by the side of harinaohai. According to the middle-aged man, he was unconscious because there was something wrong with his practice, and he could not solve it.

Yi Heng naturally can't escape from Huang paparazzi's entanglement. He shakes his head to show that he can't do anything. Although Huang paparazzi looks unconvinced, he has no choice but to beg for help from time to time.

"Speed up and return to the tribe in two days!"

There was a roar from the front, and the people immediately drove the horses to gallop again, and the marching team ran quickly to the depths of the grassland.

The sky is grey, the wild is vast, the wind blows, the grass is cattle and sheep.

Under the sky, a boundless grassland, countless cattle and sheep in the grassland happy gallop, herders in the cattle and sheep behind the happy cry.

Two days later, there were endless tents in people's eyes.

Circle by circle, like a giant python, squatting in the depths of the grassland.

"When it comes to the grassland, the 18 major tribes and hundreds of small tribes will gather together to form a grassland army, and Xiqi will surely resist the grassland."

The roar came again from the front, and everyone was excited.

After all, they are grassland people. How can they not be happy and excited when they see such a scene?Even Huang paparazzi is not entangled in his side. He drives his horse with all his strength and gallops towards the deep of the tent.

"The sky is grey and the wild is vast, and cattle and sheep can be seen in the wind and grass." Yi Heng read in a low voice that he couldn't see the tent at the edge of his eyes. I don't know how many fierce grassland herdsmen there are. No wonder the grassland has been a strong enemy of the Central Plains for thousands of years.

They will invade the Central Plains at any time and kill the people in the Central Plains?

His eyes gradually shot the essence, the fierce herdsmen can be seen everywhere, for their arrival of hundreds of people did not have any surprise, but his eyes were warm and happy.

Obviously, every day, small tribes in the grassland joined the army, adding a force to resist Xiqi.

His eyes were fixed on the flag that swayed against the wind a hundred miles away. The huge white wolf head on the dark flag swayed with the wind. He opened his mouth, his teeth flashed with cold light, and his eyes were sharp. It seemed that he would swoop down from the flag at any time.

It was the center of all the tents, and a huge tent stood out like the head of a boa constrictor.

There, like a hundred miles of grassland, it must be divided into 18 parts.

He followed the crowd and drove into the tribe group to the West.

The little dog army was merged into the wolf department. Naturally, he would never be treated as a single tent. At this time, he was sitting on the ground, staring at by hulegan.

Hulegan, standing three feet away, looked puzzled. It was obvious that some questions had troubled him for too long, but he had never had the opportunity to ask.

At this time, it was an opportunity, so he bowed slightly and asked respectfully, "martial master Zeng, Huang, no, did you teach Xi RI goulige's Kung Fu?"

Yi Heng eyelid does not move, indifferent return way: "no!"

"This..."

Hulegen did not expect such a direct answer, the latter question can no longer be asked, frown tightly, waist slightly raised, eyes of confusion is more intense.

"Then why is he so powerful all of a sudden?"

"Maybe he is a martial arts genius, and once he understands the Tao."

Hulegan's body was shocked, and then he chuckled: "once you understand the Tao? No way! But his father and son suddenly become strange, ha ha

Yi Heng looks up at him.

"One is anda, who I think is familiar with, and the other is Huang Gouzi, who I think is very poor in martial arts practice."

Hulegan scratched his forehead and continued, "but now, I'm afraid that my anda identity is not the nomad he said, and Huang paparazzi's martial arts training is not so bad?"

He was a little unsure and muttered to himself.

Yi Heng closes his eyes and meditates.

Next, I'm afraid we will have to face the battle between the prairie Alliance Army and the Xiqi army. What should we do?

...

"Daddy, are you awake?" In another tent, the Yellow paparazzi saw that the closed eyes of harinau sea suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. He immediately asked.

The black air on his face loomed, and he became nervous. He ordered in a low voice, "you go out first, hurry up, stay away from me!"

Huang was stunned at the speech, but for the first time he heard such a harsh tone, he did not dare to hesitate or ask and think about it. He got up and walked out of the tent.

"Wait a minute, wipe the dust from my dad's face, help him sit down, and tidy up his clothes for him!"

Huang paparazzi just took a step, then heard the urgent command behind him.

He immediately turned to do so, meticulously combed harinohai's hair, wiped his face, arranged his clothes, and helped him sit up.

Harynohai struggled to sit upright, nodded and laughed at him, waved at him, and turned away from the tent obediently.

Harynohai sat down for a moment, until he felt his chest stuffy and his mind dizzy. He heard a footstep approaching the tent.

He cheered up and combed his hair again with both hands. After confirming that it was very soft, he opened his mouth to the curtain and said, "come in!"

He pretended not to look at the curtain, but the rest of his eyes paid attention to the slight shaking of the curtain. His face showed a trace of tension, and he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Silence for a moment, the curtain slowly opened, he swept away the rest of the light, the heart immediately stopped, almost suffocated he quietly took a deep breath, eyes suddenly toward the curtain.

A gorgeous figure appeared at the door curtain, reflecting into his eyes.

Familiar figure, familiar appearance, but originally long hair, now has been braided, just familiar eyes, now has become a little strange.

Poor? Or what, he never knew.

"Are you hurt?"

"What are you doing here?"

The visitor was slightly stunned, and suddenly showed his face with a smile, and said in a crisp voice, "naturally, it's to see you!"

When she saw her smile, harenauhai's mind exploded and her eyes became confused. It seemed that she was back more than ten years ago.

But in an instant, his face shook and he said in a deep voice, "I don't need you to see it!""Cluck, every grassland hero is worthy of my visit. You come with the whole family of gourong department to add strength to the grassland. I have to come to visit anyway!"

Harenauhai's mind vibrated again, dizzy for a moment. Then he asked with difficulty, "are you coming to see me as a Guduo or as a little princess?"