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Chapter 557 Tingling
Silence, deathly silence again.

All the shouts of killing just now stopped in an instant.

Everyone's eyes were once again fixed on Qin Yong.

Qin Yong's shot once again shocked the audience.

Among thousands of people, in just one breath, five people were cut off from their horses.

Qin Yonglai's shot is not so turned around, nor is it so feminine.But it's too fierce, and the fierce one is even more imposing.

"kill……"

"What are you waiting for, let's go together, kill me..."

Not far away, Zhao Heng's eyes turned red.

The harder Qin Yong strikes, the more he wants to kill Qin Yong.

Not to mention anything else, as far as the relationship between Qin State and Zhao State is concerned, it is good if it can destroy the great power of Qin State.

However, he didn't know that his roaring this time not only sent him to a dead end, but also brought endless disasters to Zhao Guo.

Qin Yong's eyes were fixed, it was not the first time he heard the shout of killing.

At this moment, he finally found the voice of the order, which was just behind Zhao Jun, only a hundred meters away from him.

"Hmph, courting death..."

Qin Yong snorted coldly. It's not that he doesn't understand the principle of capturing the thief first, but he is not in a hurry. He hasn't fully stretched his strength yet. He still intends to use the thousand cavalry to continue to familiarize himself with his strength.

With a look in his eyes, Qin Yong didn't hesitate anymore, and finally made a complete move.

I saw his figure swaying, the sword light flickering, like a flash of light, accompanied by a burst of blood.

A scream came out, and a Zhao cavalryman flew up from his horse, and was thrown far away by the long sword in his hand.

Horseshoes trampled on them in all directions, and countless war horses charged towards them. Qin Yong turned his head sharply and bowed his body like an ape leaning against a mountain.

"boom……"

There was a muffled sound, and Qin Yong's back slammed into a war horse in front of him. The horse immediately flew backwards as if mounted on a city wall.

Qin Yong's body trembled slightly, but it was so powerful that he couldn't help but gasp.

But after reacting, he was faster and grabbed the horse's leg.

On the horse's back, the Qizheng had already been thrown flying, hit the ground and howled, and before he could react, he had already been trampled bloody by the iron hooves of his comrades in arms.

But here, Qin Yong grabbed the horse's leg, abruptly pulled the horse back, and swung the horse like a golden sledgehammer, and immediately swept away.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

To him, a war horse weighing hundreds of catties is no different from a toy, but this smashing was unbearable to others. The direct smashing made everyone within ten steps around him turn on their backs, and everyone who hit him flew upside down. The next clearing.

"Cool……"

Qin Yong's whole body was spurting with blood, and his face was excited, as if he had endless strength.

To him, fighting like this seemed to be no longer fighting, but venting his inexhaustible power.

The little whirlwind in his dantian was spinning crazily, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the speed of the blood flow in his whole body was also getting faster and faster. Similarly, the power brought to him was getting stronger and stronger.

If his body hadn't been washed again and again, at this moment, his blood would have spewed out and died. How can ordinary people withstand such a speed of blood flow?How can it withstand this inexplicable and powerful force at this moment?
He shot non-stop, and the powerful strength in his body made him not even need a sword, and led his horse to sweep around all the way.

His speed is so fast and he is so rampant, but those who are hit by him are basically either dead or disabled.

For a while, the sound of "bang bang bang" was accompanied by screams.

Zhao Guo's cavalry team was completely disrupted by him. Wherever they passed, gods blocked and killed gods, and Buddhas blocked and killed Buddhas. There was no general to join them.

Time passed by, not far away, Qin Yong's more than 100 soldiers were stunned, and at the same time couldn't help but look excited.

"Color...color...color..."

Cheers continued to ring out. At this moment, these people were so excited. They thought that there would be no hope today, but they didn't expect that Xuan Wenjun was so powerful, he could be called a god.

Unlike the cheers of these soldiers, on the other side, Zhao Heng was almost going crazy.

If Qin Yong's previous attacks could be described as powerful, then now he is simply not a human, a ghost, or a devil.

Dare I ask, who in this world can have such strength, sweeping around with a gesture of his hand and a horse?The five or six hundred catty war horses that vibrate are toys, so you can play with them however you want?
"Kill... kill them all..."

Facing Qin Yong's crazy fight, Zhao Heng also gradually went crazy.

His heart was trembling, and his body was trembling too. An inexplicable fear enveloped his heart, and he was so oppressed that he could hardly breathe.

He found that Qin Yong was killing towards him, getting closer and closer to him.

As the distance drew closer, an inexplicable death crisis shrouded his heart, making him even more frightened and maddened.

He could only roar and keep roaring, hoping that the team of thousands of people could destroy Qin Yong.

However, soon, his pupils froze.

After some venting, Qin Yong seemed to have discovered that his own strength was simply inexhaustible. In front of thousands of troops, his strength may have a limit, but he still cannot exert it.

Qin Yong, who finally saw his own strength clearly, was extremely excited. At this moment, he had swept hundreds of cavalrymen, and he was too lazy to continue fighting endlessly.

With the movement of his feet, the whole person suddenly soared into the sky, like a dragon, the sword light in his hand flickered, his figure moved around, erratically, and instantly killed Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng was still waiting to roar, but before he could make a sound, he held back abruptly.

Because Qin Yong's face had already appeared in front of him, almost colliding with him.

This speed is simply unseen and unheard of, and it is more than ten times faster than others riding horses.

"hiss……"

Zhao Heng instinctively sucked in a breath of cold air, his pupils continued to condense, and his heart almost jumped into his throat.

He was stupid, at this moment, he even stopped his own brain from spinning, just looked at Qin Yong stupidly, not knowing what to think.

"Now Zhao Guo is so despicable, I will personally send you down today to see if you have the face to face Zhao Guo's ancestors!"

Qin Yong's voice sounded cold and biting.

Zhao Heng's heart trembled, and he reacted immediately.

But it was too late.

He only felt a stabbing pain in his heart, and a icy cold hit him, and the blood flowed out from his body, instantly staining his clothes.

The strength in Zhao Heng's body was crazily draining, and the severe pain in his heart made him lower his head slowly, only to see that Qin Yong's long sword had completely pierced his heart.

(End of this chapter)