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Chapter 331 The long journey home

Ma quickly recalled the people who had just ran out of the city and confirmed that those people all had Western faces.

As mentioned in the garrison's online course, you are either white or black. There are no yellow people in the West.

However, now, a yellow man appeared in front of him!

It's just that this guy didn't look very right. He was furious, looking around with bloodshot eyes, and yelling some inaudible words. His clothes were dusty and damaged, and he looked like a madman.

The old man was very fast. With a few strides, he caught a middle-aged white man hiding in the woods. His voice was very excited:
"Why are you running?"

"Where is this place? Which country in the Western Region is it!"

"Why don't you know the official language!"

"Why no map? Why!"

……

The invisible gas flying dragon rushed straight towards the cavalry in an instant. It was extremely fast and hit the leading cavalry in less than a second.

Looking at the robe on the old man, he might be a big shot. After all, according to the video from the Garrison Bureau, "Ming Zun" is a world with an ancient background and a powerful feudal dynasty system. Not everyone can sew on clothes. Dragon pattern.

Looking from the top of the tree, we can see more than twenty cavalrymen, the leader of which is holding a blue and white flag.

"Try my Fei Emperor Wind Dragon Fist!"

They lined up neatly, moving very fast, without slowing down at all, and rushed straight towards the crazy old man.

The old man's eyes were cold, and he raised his fists high. Under Ma Xiu's surprised gaze, invisible airflow gathered on his fists, and within a few seconds, they turned into two gas dragons that appeared and disappeared, hovering uncertainly.

The old man suddenly shouted loudly and punched out with both fists!

The cavalry got closer and closer, without any communication, and divided into two teams. The team in the front raised their spears and pointed straight ahead, while the team in the back took the bows and arrows from behind and unfurled their bows.

It's magical power! There is no doubt that this is magical power! Unlike my magical power of swimming with scales, this magical power is amazing at first glance!

These cavalry looked very elite, wearing a full set of metallic armor. Even the horses sitting down were wearing a small half of leather armor. They had shields and spears, and they were fully equipped with short-hand soldiers. They were all strong and strong, and even the horses under them were nearly as tall. One foot high.

The leading cavalrymen were getting closer and closer, now less than twenty meters apart.

Ma Xiuqiu could understand what the old man said, but given the old man's current mental state, he was undecided whether to expose himself.

But there is no doubt that the old man couldn't understand, which only made him even more angry. He slapped out a palm and smashed the man's head into pieces. The yellow and white scattered on the ground, and also made those who were hiding in the woods The people inside screamed in panic again and ran in all directions.

Seeing their arrival, the old man's expression became calmer, but his anger was still there, and he gritted his teeth: "Chase! Chase! Chase! Still chasing after so many days! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Just as the horses were tangled in a hurry, smoke and dust rose on the road in the distance, and the rapid sound of horse hooves was heard.

Although wealth can be found in danger, it is difficult to reason with a madman.

The poor middle-aged white man was so shaken that he was dizzy. He kept mumbling something, his expression was pitiful and humble, and it was obvious to the naked eye that he was begging for something.

This flying dragon was so powerful that it tore apart the metal armor on their bodies, penetrated their solid muscles, internal organs, and spines... and emerged from their bodies before rushing towards the cavalry behind them.

In an instant, people were dead and horses fell. Most of the dozen or so cavalrymen who were charging were dead. Only a few lucky ones on the edge of the queue were left to escape. They stopped involuntarily and looked around in panic.

"Jiligulu!" Someone from the group of cavalry holding bows behind shouted, and the lucky few immediately turned their horses and ran away, while the cavalry holding bows began to shoot arrows to cover.

The old man did not let go of their thoughts. He was as fast as a ghost and quickly approached the cavalry.

For some reason, his wide cuffs suddenly caught fire, and the flames turned into a roaring fire dragon.

"Try my Red Emperor Fire Dragon Fist again!"

The fire dragon roared away, covering the remaining cavalry with fire that filled the sky, as if lighting a torch, setting them all on fire.

The cavalrymen immediately fell off their horses, wailed, and rolled over. In the same neighing of the horses, they were burned to charcoal bit by bit.

The horse hurriedly looked at the tree, dumbfounded.

Is this magical power? This power is too great! And the special effects of this skill are too gorgeous. This kind of scene where one person destroys the team and blood is flying everywhere. In reality, those games are really weak!
After using his ultimate move twice, the old man seemed to have consumed a lot of energy. He kept breathing heavily and stood bent over for a long time.

Suddenly, the old man raised his head, looked over, and met the horse's hurried gaze.

For a moment, Ma Xiangxi felt a chill rushing from his tailbone to the top of his head, making his whole body tremble!
The feeling of danger instantly enveloped his mind, making his body stiff and unable to even make an escape move.

The old man came slowly, raising one hand slightly, and a small gas dragon hovered at his fingertips.

Ma quickly felt blessed in his heart: "I have something to say! Senior, I have something to say!"

The old man paused, the anger on his face disappeared and turned into surprise, and the dragon on his fingertips disappeared instantly: "Do you know Mandarin?"

"I can!" Ma quickly revealed his value: "I know where this is!"

"You come down first!" The old man's voice was soft.

The horse hurriedly climbed down the tree and stood in front of the old man.

"Who are you? Where is this place?" The old man's voice was calm, but the excitement in his tone could be heard.

"I am... an adventurer. I have been to many places." Ma quickly made up an identity: "This is the Western World."

"The Western World? Where is that? How far is it from Dayu?" The old man had many questions: "Why are the stars here wrong?"

"Well... this..." Ma Chongqing tried his best to recall the knowledge he learned during the Garrison Bureau's online class in real life: "How about I draw a picture."

"Okay." The old man took the initiative to break a branch and handed it over.

Ma hurriedly squatted down and started drawing on the loess road. As he drew, he explained: "This is the entire land, and this is Dayu. The upper half is occupied by barbarians, and the lower half is in the hands of the imperial court. This is the Western Region. It’s not far from Dayu, and then this area is the Gobi, desert, plateau..."

"Through this vast desert, we reach the Western World. It is estimated to be hundreds of thousands of miles away from each other, but you can tell from the look on my face that I just swam ashore and am not sure where I am in the Western World now..."

The old man also squatted down, looking at the crude map on the ground, and didn't speak for a long time.

It was difficult to rush the horse in a hurry, so he could only squat aside and wait.

Finally, the old man raised his head, his face full of exhaustion, as if he had suddenly aged ten years, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I want to go back to Dayu, you have to help me!"

"Help! I will definitely help!"

(End of this chapter)