1300: C1300 Seventh Uncle's Wind Bone

C1300 Seventh Uncle's Wind Bone

If Tang Ao had not consumed so much energy, he would have taken the initiative to tame the Striped Leopard and lure it away. This was because Tang Ao knew that no matter how fast Striped Leopard were, they would not be able to be faster than him. From what Tang Ao knew, up till now, Tang Ao had never thought of anything that could compare to a wind thundercloud in terms of speed.0

Although Tang Ao's cultivation had decreased greatly, a mere Striped Leopard still could not catch up to him when he was channeling his full strength. But now, Tang Ao could only think about it and feel the empty vitality in his body. Tang Ao knew that if he went to attract Striped Leopard s now, he would also be sending them food.

"Senior Brother Tang Ao, do you have any good ideas?" Hearing Tang Ao say that, Situ Qianqian immediately asked.

"Not really." Tang Ao muttered to himself for a while, before continuing: "With the strength of the four of us, dealing with this Striped Leopard is impossible, once the four of us die in battle, the Qingyun Village would immediately be razed to the ground by this Striped Leopard. Right now, the best thing to do is for all the people in the Qingyun Village who can fight to work with us to kill this Striped Leopard. "Under the cover of nesting, how can there be a perfect egg?"

Tang Ao's voice wasn't loud, but after the Essence Qi spread, the surrounding people heard it clearly. Although a few people's eyes flashed a trace of disdain, but more people still revealed a contemplative expression. Not long after, a one-legged warrior walked up with a walking stick, "This old man is already old enough. If I could help you kids kill this Striped Leopard today, I would have done my best to keep myself warm."

"Seventh Granduncle." This one-legged old man clearly had quite a bit of prestige amongst the crowd. When they saw him stand out, the surrounding people immediately cried out in alarm.

"Seventh Martial Uncle." This old man was Master Lin Hu's junior brother. When Lin Hu's master was still alive, Lin Hu had often seen the two of them playing chess in the forest.

"Count me in!" After the one-legged old man spoke, a blind martial artist also spoke out. This person had a terrifying blade scar on his eye. It was obvious that he had been blinded by someone. Tang Ao noticed that the wound was extremely deep, to the point that half of his head was almost cut off. At the same time, Tang Ao secretly sighed in his heart. This kind of injury could already be considered fatal.

However, this warrior had only lost his eyes and was still alive and well. Furthermore, from his powerful voice, Tang Ao knew that this warrior was not weak. If he lost his eyes, perhaps he wouldn't be able to unleash his full power. After all, not every warrior was like Tang Ao, who had a strong soul sea and exquisite soul remembrance.

"How could I miss such a lively scene?" The eleven middle-aged women who spoke this time were sitting on a wheelchair. Although she was seated on a wheelchair, Tang Ao did not feel any weakness on her body. Instead, she felt a domineering heroic spirit! Just from this point alone, Tang Ao knew that before this woman was injured, she was definitely an unrestrained and noble woman.

"Second Mother, is your body alright?" After hearing this voice, the blind martial artist from before asked.

"Heh, you, a blind person, dare to say too much, so why can't I come?" When Second Mother heard that someone said she was not well, she immediately became displeased. Seeing this, Tang Ao could not help but laugh, compared to the cold Greencloud Association, the people inside the Qingyun Village were much cuter. Although these people were talking and laughing at the same time, once the battle started, some of them might never see each other again.

Tang Ao looked around. Up till now, more and more warriors stood up, and there were still warriors approaching. Although there were normal people in the Qingyun Village, more than half of the people there were warriors who were once stationed in the Greencloud Association. It was only because his injuries were too severe, or because he was too old, that he retreated to Qingyun Village.

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