The prairie in winter has no endless green, nor the peace of cattle and sheep that blows the wind and grass, only the snow-whiteness that cannot be seen at the end, empty and ruthless.

Two red horses gallop on the snow.

Wang Cheng may have never felt this way, as relaxed and powerful as if he was flying in the sky. The sweat-blooded horse named Hongxue under his crotch ran like flying in the snow. From a distance, it looked like a bright ball of flames flying in the snow.

The name of the Red Snow Stump Method comes from this, and this name is very artistic.

Behind, Baye also rode his sweat-blooded BMW and fell behind Wang Cheng by more than ten meters. She fixed her injured arm with a cast, but was still afraid that the shaking of the horse would hurt her damaged muscles and bones. She showed her riding skills as much as possible, trying to catch up with Wang Cheng's speed.

Unfortunately, the distance between the two is getting bigger and bigger.

In fact, Wang Cheng did not know how to ride. But he only needed to sit on Hongxue's back and perform the Red Snow Stud Technique. This was a perfect riding technique to control a sweat-blooded BMW. After it was performed, he and the sweat-blooded BMW under his crotch instantly reached the top riding level of unity of man and horse.

He didn't need to shout or pat Hongxue's horse's back to show what he wanted. He just needed to change the movements of the stance method and the qi and blood circulation rules to achieve his goal.

Hongxue's breathing and qi and blood under his crotch were almost connected with him, so at this time he was not only controlling his qi and blood and movements, but also controlling Hongxue's breathing, qi and blood changes, and movements!

After running for a while, his understanding of the Red Snow Stubble Method became even deeper. He rode on the sweat-blooded BMW and practiced this Stubble Method very quickly.

He knew that he was not riding a horse. The horse under his crotch seemed to have become a part of his body extending out, and he was just moving his limbs and running on the snow.

The huge qi and blood in Hongxue's body merged with his qi and blood. He felt that if he took action now, it would be the explosion of Hongxue's qi and blood, plus his own qi and blood.

If you fight against the enemy like this, Baye is probably not his enemy in one move!

The more he realized the deeper the Red Snow Stubble Method, the more he admired it. This Stubble Method is truly worthy of being the first method of the land of China, and it is not a loss to be the foundation of the Great Snow Mountain. It is also the first martial arts on the horse's back.

The nation on the horse's back is well-deserved.

“Hahahahaha…”

The joyful place of running. Wang Cheng couldn't help laughing, feeling the mystery of the Red Snow Stud Technique, and looking at the endless white snow, his heart was infinitely open.

"Wang Cheng, slow down. Go north and there is the border..."

After a while, Baye, who had been falling hundreds of meters, shouted loudly at Wang Cheng's back, reminding Wang Cheng not to run too far.

Daxue Mountain is located near the border between Mongolian territory and Russia to the north. It can cross the border and enter Russia's Siberia in more than ten kilometers northward.

This is a place carefully selected by the masters of Agula and the other two, and they would be worried about the pursuit of the Han people in the south.

Wang Cheng's heart moved, slowing down his qi and blood. A layer of sweat beads had already appeared all over his body, and the temperature of the qi and blood increased a little. The qi and blood of the sweat-blood BMW was not so easy to control. If it weren't for his unique secret method of controlling the Red Snow Stud, the huge qi and blood would probably be able to cause his breathing and the qi and blood in his body to collapse...

Hongxue felt Wang Cheng's breathing change. She slowed down and stopped on a hillside.

More than two kilometers northwards are within the territory of the Russians.

Wang Cheng looked at a border stone tablet not far away, with a calm expression, but some light flashed in his eyes. The other side was once the land of the Chinese nation.

Baye chased after him with some breath, stopped beside Wang Cheng, and asked in surprise: "Wang Cheng, are you the mystery of the Red Snow Stump Method?"

Baye knew about Wang Cheng's information, so he also knew that Wang Cheng could not have excellent riding skills. There was no chance to ride a horse in Wusheng Mountain.

It can only be explained that the Red Snow Pile Method is indeed a unique Pile Method that can be combined with a sweat-blooded BMW and has a perfect effect.

Wang Cheng did not answer this question. He just looked at the place not far away and said, "Do you often go there?"

Baye looked a little serious, knowing that Wang Cheng was avoiding the problem of the Red Snow Stumping Technique. She looked in the distance and whispered: "Masters often go there. When Batu left the Great Snow Mountain, he went there. Later he became a mercenary."

Wang Cheng nodded to show that he understood.

At this time, a black off-road vehicle suddenly appeared on the border line, and drove directly across the border line and drove towards it. The high-powered engine made a buzzing roar like a tank. Looking at its direction, it was heading towards the snowy mountain.

Bang……

Suddenly, a gunshot sounded extremely loud and harsh on the empty snowfield. Several eagles surrounding the sky were frightened and let out a low sound, and then quickly flew away from here.

Wang Cheng and Baye were tense at the same time, looking at the car driving with great vigilance.

A head stretched out from the passenger's window. It was a big face full of beards, which was obviously of Siberian Russian blood. He held a bright pistol in his hand, shouting Russian songs loudly, and held a bottle of wine in his other hand. He probably was a little drunk and drank a big sip of wine from time to time.

"It's the people from Batu North Mountain."

Baye whispered to Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng nodded and looked directly at the other party.

Buzzing...

The car drove over.

Bang……

Another sudden gunshot.

The bearded man in the passenger seat shook his pistol and fired another shot. He shot directly in front of Wang Cheng and Baye, and shouted to Baye in broken Chinese: "Hahahaha... girl, our boss invites you to drink..."

laugh!

The bullet hit the snow and made a pit on the ground.

However, Wang Cheng and Baye's sweat-blooded BMW were not moving at all, and they still stood firmly, not scared by bullets. Their eyes were also coldly looking at the bearded man.

There were five people sitting in the car. The driver was an old Russian man. The passenger seat was a Russian man drinking and shooting. There were three people behind him. On both sides were a Mongolian man and an old Russian man. There was a man tied in the middle. The man was embarrassed and his face flashed by!

Baye stared at the old man fiercely and said in a deep voice: "A bunch of beasts."

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed with doubts, and he recalled this blurry face in his mind, and asked in a low voice: "Who are they? Why are they tied up?"

Baye looked at the people in the car and explained in a low voice: "These are all mercenaries who follow Batu. They are all mercenaries who kill without blinking. The people tied up are probably their mission targets. I have seen Batu kill several people in person."

When the car passed by the two of them, the old man shot the sky again, and then shouted at Baye: "Girl. Our captain likes you very much..."

Their captain is Batu. Batu likes Baye, and it is almost well-known in the Daxue Mountains. Unfortunately, Baye has never been interested in Batu.

Baye snorted coldly, turned his horse's head and was about to leave. She could not provoke Batu and Agula, so she could not attack these people, not to mention that she was still injured and could not use her full strength.

But Wang Cheng has the ability!

The most important thing is that Wang Cheng knew the person tied in the middle.

That was Zhao Yaoyang, the descendant of the Zhao family's Changquan of Nanyang, whom he met at the banquet during the martial arts competition. He still remembered that the descendant of the Zhao family's Changquan had comprehended the Dragon-shaped Fist and was not weak.

Zhao Yaoyang was tied to the middle at this moment, with blood flowing from his limbs, his face almost covered with blood, his mouth was blocked by his footsteps, but those eyes were staring at Wang Cheng with prayers in his eyes.

Dada dada...

Wang Cheng did not move at all. With the changes in his qi and blood, Hongxue stepped on his four hooves and caught up with the off-road vehicle in the snow. Hongxue's explosive power was fully reflected at this moment, and he chased after almost a breath. Then he exceeded the off-road vehicle and rushed towards the Russian who still poked his head out of the window.

The Russian immediately felt someone behind him, so he raised his pistol and wanted to turn around.

Unfortunately it's too late.

Wang Cheng grabbed the Russian's hand holding the gun, and cooperated with Hongxue's qi and blood explosion. The power that was so huge that it was unrivalled directly pulled the Russian out of the car, and even pulled the car door down.

boom……

With a roar, the old Russian screamed, his body was 1.85 meters tall, and was thrown out by Wang Cheng as if he was throwing a pheasant. His arm holding the gun was twisted strangely. His muscles and bones were broken, and his body was spinning in the air, and he was still screaming.

The driver was very quick to respond and quickly stepped on the brakes. The car did not stop immediately and slid forward in the snow. The Mongolian man in the rear seat near Wang Cheng took out a gun and aimed at Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng snorted coldly, and his heart moved. With the changes in qi and blood, Hongxue under his crotch was obviously more flexible than a car, and his limbs quickly slowed down and kept parallel to the car. Then, Wang Cheng took a lightning strike, grabbed the muzzle that the Mongolian man stretched out, and quickly snatched it, so that the other party had no chance to shoot.

He took advantage of the situation and grabbed the wrist of the Mongolian man again, pulled him out of the car, and destroyed the car door again. The Mongolian man was also thrown out by Wang Cheng, flew seven or eight meters away before landing. After landing on the ground, he rolled out three or four meters away again, and fell into a coma on the spot.

The Russian also fell into a coma not far away and lost his breath, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Here, Wang Cheng was extremely cruel and showed little mercy, but he still did not use fatal means.

Bang……

Another Russian shot Wang Cheng.

Unfortunately, Wang Cheng was prepared and shortened his body in advance and avoided the shot.

The Russian in the driver's seat hurriedly pulled out a micro-submachine gun from his feet, shouting angrily, and getting off the car and shooting at Wang Cheng. In this open place, it was difficult for Wang Cheng to avoid the shooting.

However, at this moment, a red horse galloped past, knocking the old man far away, falling on the snow and rolling seven or eight meters away, and immediately lost his breath.

The impact of this sweat-blooded BMW is definitely higher than that of bullfighting.

In this way, there was only an old man holding a pistol in the car.

Wang Cheng exerted force with his thigh, flew up from the horse's back, and landed on the roof of the car. He followed the trend and punched the roof with a strong punch, punching a hole in the roof with a bang, and then hit the Russian's head with his fist.

Bang……

The old Russian was just looking up and about to shoot, but he was hit in the forehead with a punch. He fainted immediately, and blood was still flowing out of his orifices. It was probably a fool to save him.

An encounter ended so quickly, lasting less than ten seconds.

Baye rode a BMW and parked in front of the car, looking at Wang Cheng with a serious look. If she hadn't taken action just now, Wang Cheng would have been injured and said hurriedly: "If you want to save people, hurry up. Let's leave here immediately, and Batu will definitely be receiving it nearby."

Wang Cheng nodded and said softly: "Thank you." Then, he turned over and got out of the car, pulled Zhao Yaoyang, who was tied to the back seat like a rice dumpling, and put it on the horse's back. He also turned over the horse. Hongxue rushed out directly under his crotch without any hesitation or other unnecessary movements.

He even had no time to loosen Zhao Yaoyang.

Zhao Yaoyang was still tied with ropes all over his body, tape on his mouth, and only his eyes were flashing with joy, looking at Wang Cheng gratefully. He really didn't expect that he would meet Wang Cheng here and save his life by Wang Cheng.

"Walk!"

Baye shouted to Wang Cheng, then ran out in the direction of the Daxue Mountain with a tense expression.

Wang Cheng also hurriedly followed.
To be continued...