You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 188 This Chosen One is Too Tough
"Uu——"

Jiang Qiu pulled the reins to rein in the horse, turned over and helped up the [Bear] lying on the ground. More than twenty warriors holding cold iron spears surrounded the two men in the center, looking up to be alert to the hundreds of demons circling around.

The few warriors who were lying on the ground just now have been dealt with by the monsters. Fortunately, [Bear] was a little far away, and the last monster who was about to judge him was unable to react.

"Uncle [Xiong], are you okay?"

"fine."

[Bear] stood up with the help of Jiang Qiu's shoulders, his chest rising and falling, and large breaths of white air coming out from his mouth and nose. He did not look in good condition, but his arm muscles were still tense.

I never expected that the one who came to save me would be [Qiu]
"Uncle [Xiong], you ride first."

Jiang Qiu helped [Xiong] onto the blue-hoofed horse he was riding. He glanced at the deep flesh wound on his right arm that was so deep that the bone was visible. A chill suddenly blew across his heart, and the bones in his fists creaked.

He turned around and raised his head, glancing at the intermediate-level one-eyed snow owl hanging high in the air. Their eyes met for only a moment, and then his gaze fell again, just in time to stare at the [Northern Snow Spear] stuck in the snow a hundred meters away.

You have to get the [Beixue Spear] first before you can kill the monster.

It’s a pity that I was in a hurry and didn’t bring my hunting bow!
"[mound]."

Hearing the shout, Jiang Qiu suddenly turned around and saw a cold iron spear thrown from the horse: "Spear!"

chapped.

The iron spear with engraved patterns on it hit Jiang Qiu's right hand with great force. He took a deep breath, held the spear at an angle like a gun, and stabbed out with a look like a sword: "You protect Uncle [Xiong], I'll take [Northern Snow Spear]!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Qiu jumped out like a wolf. Every time he landed, a large piece of white snow rose from his heels, like a black crane running wildly on the snowy lake.

"Haha, if you want to take the [Northern Snow Spear], you will die!"

The intermediate-level one-eyed snow owl pointed with its right claw, and hundreds of demons smashed towards Jiang Qiu who was running wildly in the snow like a meteorite rain, and the strange cries seemed like the devil's accompaniment.

The reason why he didn't take the Beixue Spear was to seduce the chosen one of the Beixue tribe.

If I take the [Beixue Spear] to a high altitude, it is obvious that the Chosen One will definitely not stay here and will probably leave after rescuing the person.

After all, the [Beixue Spear] is just a weapon, to put it bluntly, and it is more about the value of faith rather than the actual combat power.

For most of the Chosen Ones, losing a weapon that only has faith value is not a big deal, and they have their own choices in their hearts.

However, it seems that this chosen one of the Beixue tribe is different. He even dares to come to rescue people, which shows that he has a strong sense of belonging to the Beixue tribe. It can be said that this is a rare thing in any tribe.

Then if you leave the [Beixue Spear] on the ground, there is a high possibility that he will take it away!

All kinds of thoughts gathered here, and the corner of the intermediate one-eyed snow owl's beak curled up slightly. He had already anticipated the great feat of leading hundreds of monsters to kill the Chosen One of the Northern Snow Tribe!
Ah ha ha--

Ahahaha. Huh?
The pupils of the intermediate one-eyed snow owl widened, squeezed out like a wide-open cow's eye, and its sharp beak forgot to close.

shhhhh--

Jiang Qiu was seen running wildly in the snow, swinging his spear like a gun. The invisible gun intent cut off the white snow in the sky. Any monster that ran into his path became a bird with broken wings. Black blood gushed out and corpses covered the road.

Chop off a head in three or two steps, and kill with a single swing of the spear. Incredibly precise killing skills!
"The one who is good at using long-handled weapons, could it be the Jiang Qiu mentioned by the Chosen Demon [Feng] Lord?!"

The intermediate-level one-eyed snow owl sucked in a breath of cold air, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by endless greed and murderous intent.

The name of the chosen demon [Feng] was given by himself. He has been of great benefit to the many demon tribes in Hantian Cliff and brought many unprecedented ways of cultivation.

He also mentioned a name in particular, that is Jiang Qiu, who might be a chosen one of the human race. This boy has an amazing talent for marksmanship, so try to find out as much information about Jiang Qiu as possible.

The Chosen Ones all come from the same world, so it's normal for them to know each other. But it's unusual that Lord [Feng], who has a mysterious identity, only values ​​one Chosen One.

Jiang Qiu must be carrying something extraordinary. If we kill him and bring him back to see Lord [Feng], he will definitely become successful and famous, and may even be cultivated by Lord [Feng]!

Although [Feng] has only been in the initial stage for a short time, his ability is so great that, regardless of his status, even I, who am at the intermediate stage, may not dare to fight him.

As a chosen demon, [Feng] will surely reach a realm that no other demon can reach in the future, and at that time he will promote himself who has made great contributions.

Maybe I can take the position of the leader of the One-eyed Snow Owl tribe!
Ranked second on the Hantian Monument!
"Get out of the way, I'm coming!"

With a shout, a mid-level one-eyed snow owl swooped down from the sky, its red eyes filled with greedy murderous intent, and its raised claws were like blades cutting through the falling snow around it!
Hearing the whistling wind overhead, Jiang Qiu turned his head abruptly, thrust out with the spear in his hand, and his eyes were as cold as an icy abyss, just reflecting the ferocious face of the one-eyed snow owl.

stab-

chap——

A pair of sharp claws scratched across Jiang Qiu's breastplate, emitting orange-yellow sparks. The sharp cold iron spear stabbed out accurately, forcing the one-eyed snow owl to retract its feet and clamp the spear shaft with an awkward posture and surprise in its eyes.

Snapped!
Jiang Qiu's arm muscles burst out, and he threw the birdman away. The tip of his spear scratched the opponent's claws, splashing black blood.

Flutter, flutter.
The intermediate-level one-eyed snow owl flapped its wings, intersecting with Jiang Qiu for only a moment, then flew across the snow and took off again, shocking the dozens of surviving monsters around it so much that their eyes widened: "Big brother couldn't hurt that guy even with his own efforts!"

"The armor is too hard, and this guy's spear pricks my hand!"

Hearing the discussions, the intermediate-level One-Eyed Snow Owl, who had adjusted his posture, was still frightened. Seeing that Jiang Qiu was about to rush to the [Northern Snow Spear], he shouted, "Use him until he is exhausted. He is wearing heavy armor and it is impossible for him to hold out until you are all killed!

As long as you can survive, you will have made a great contribution to the killing of the Chosen One, and your name will be recorded on the Frost Heaven Monument!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the blood in the demons' hearts boiled over and they rushed forward again with a roar, and another fight began.

But Jiang Qiu was wearing heavy armor, and their claws could not penetrate his body at all. Those who wanted to knock him over were not as agile as him, so they rolled over and stood up and ran wildly.

But if you are not careful and get poked in the weak spot, you will fall directly into the snow and never get up again.

There were originally hundreds of demons, but in a blink of an eye only half were left, and Jiang Qiu also drew out the [Beixue Spear], with the spear in his left hand and the spear in his right hand, and a cold murderous aura flashed on his helmet.

"Damn it, this Chosen One is too hard to chew!"

The suspended intermediate one-eyed snow owl bared its teeth and clenched its fists. Its only eye turned to the twenty or so human warriors and chuckled, "Kill all the blue-hoofed horses first. You all have to go back. I will then gather all the monsters on Frost Sky Cliff. When you are exhausted, I will attack and wipe you out in one fell swoop!"

(End of this chapter)