The scorching sun, yellow sand, and the footprints of travelers are the everlasting memories of the desert.
On the sand dunes, two lines of footprints stretch into the distance, not knowing where they are going.
Ding bell—ding bell—
The sound of camel bells adds a touch of life and fun to the dead and boring desert.
The two slender figures swayed with the swing of the camel. The person on the left is wearing coarse cloth and a black scarf, looking like a scholar and scribe. The camel also carried a bamboo book basket. He really looks like a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam. However, the direction of the capital is behind the camel's butt. The person on the right has a more slender back, and seems to be a woman. However, when viewed from the back, she looks like a man. She wears a curtain hat that can block the wind and sand, which also blocks his appearance.
"Oh! Let me tell you," the man on the left, dressed as a scholar, said, "Can we hurry up? How long will it take for us to shake like this before we can go home?" The person on the right tilted his head, lightly and slowly. He said: "Crack the whip yourself, and this beast will run faster, and no one will stop you." The neutral voice made it difficult to distinguish between male and female.
In other words, his words are worth pondering.
The man on the left snorted, "I won't argue with you!" Then he looked around without talking. Suddenly he saw dust rolling in the distance and there was a faint rumbling sound, so he exclaimed: "Hey! Look over there? This ... Is a black sandstorm coming?" The person on the right made a "sigh", pulled the camel, turned his head and looked away, pondered for a moment and said: "Huh! If there is a black sandstorm, I will sweep you up, save the time. Wandering in front of me. Keep your eyes open and take a look. His grandma's are these bandits again. It seems that they were not hurt by the beating last time. Their skin is itchy." As he said that, the man grabbed one A slender cloth bag hung from the camel's back. But just when he was about to untie the rope of the cloth bag, the man on the left said: "Hey, are you going to meddle in other people's business again? This is a loss-making business, and you can't do it. Just the two of us, we can't fight against those gangsters." Bandit."
"Who said two people?" The man swatted the man's hand away and said, "I am enough to deal with them. A bunch of chickens and dogs are nothing to mention." As he spoke, the cloth bag in his hand shook. The cold light was projected from the cloth bag, and it was a large sword! !
"Drive!!" As soon as the man pulled the reins, the camel turned into a war horse and rushed towards the dusty place in the distance.
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Moreover, Yin Kuang cut off the heads of the two killers with one blow, and rushed towards the chaotic killing field without stopping. As for the group of bandits behind them, it should be more than enough to leave them to Tang Rouyu and others. As soon as he rushed into the battle circle surrounded by yellow sand, Yin Kuang felt a strong and nauseating blood attack his nostrils. But he didn't have any extra time to savor it, as two scimitars were already slashing at him from left to right.
This group of sand bandits uses camels as battle horses. They are cavalry! They are more than one meter above the ground, close to two meters. People on the ground had to raise their heads to attack them, so it was very difficult. But when they attack people on the ground, they only need to lean down and chop the knife just enough to hit the person's head. However, the disadvantage is also quite obvious. Unless long weapons are used, once the enemy is close to the ground, the man on the camel's back cannot do anything to him. Therefore, when two scimitars slashed at them from left to right, Yin Kuang did not choose to block. Instead, he turned around on the ground with a somersault. Then, the long knife in his hand found the legs of a group of camels and slashed hard. Just cut it down.
Unfortunately, the camel's leg bones were too thick and hard. Yin Kuang slashed with all his strength, but failed to cut off the camel's leg. But it was enough. The camel rolled over and landed, and the people on it flew out and crashed into the sand. Yin Kuang didn't wait for the other bandit to react, then threw the long knife in his hand. "Pfft", the long knife penetrated the body of the bandit!
At this moment, Yin Kuang suddenly felt an irritating coolness on his back, and then he felt as if there were eyes on the back of his head. He turned around and reached out, grabbed a spear that was stabbing him, and with a strong tug, he had already pulled the camel's head off. The sand bandit dragged him to the ground, punched him, and smashed the sand bandit's head into the sand, causing blood to spurt out.
Grabbing the spear of the bandit, he threw it at another bandit who was rushing towards him. The spear with 33 points of strength turned into a stream tube, and penetrated the heart of the bandit with a "pop" sound, leaving no trace of its remaining power. Minus, pushed the sand bandit to fly out into the air, hit another sand bandit, and penetrated him. A spear, two lives!
In an instant, the four bandits died under Yin Kuang's hands.
The rest of the bandits who were still killing businessmen everywhere saw their expressions change greatly. One of them, a strong man with a copper-like upper body, chopped off a businessman with a knife, and then roared, showing his yellow teeth, "Give it to me." Kill him!!" Following his roar, the four bandits broke away from the massacre team and ran towards Yin Kuang. However, before they could run far away, there was a roar and scream from behind. When they turned back, they saw their squad leader's eyes widening, his hands tightly clasping his throat, the blood gushing out from between his fingers, and then he fell off the camel with unwilling eyes.
"What's going on?" one of the bandits roared. It's not hard to hear the tremor in his roar. However, just when he finished roaring, at the last moment of his life, he saw a dazzling black light slipping through his eyes, and then he heard the sound of air leaking from his throat and saw his blood flowing from it. The beauty that bursts from the throat.
Wang Ning first killed the young bandit leader, and then another person like a ghost. Then he came to Yin Kuang like a ghost and said, "Are you interested in a competition? Let's see who has killed more people? Li Shuangmu has already killed 8 people. I Killed 6. Hehe, what about you?" Yin Kuang said: "I'm not interested in the dead man's gambling game." As he said that, he grabbed two scimitars on the ground and ran towards the place with the densest dust. From afar, he jumped up high and slashed with his sword, knocking down a murderer who was about to strike with his sword, and saved a skinny old man hiding in a pile of goods. Then, Yin Kuang rushed into the crowd without stopping. Although his chops were monotonous, they seemed to be infinitely powerful.
Wang Ning curled his lips and said, "It's really boring. In that case, I'll just compare myself with myself." As he spoke, he smiled cruelly, "Who will be next?" A gust of wind blew up a curtain of sand. However, Wang Ning was also blown away...
As for Li Shuangmu, you can see his elegant and immortal body rising and falling, high and low. The rusty sword in his hand is as light as a snake, as fast as a point, and as erratic as the wind. The secret sword skills of Wudang are used one by one, which makes people dizzy. Wherever he passed, there was no enemy. In the yellow sand and the rain of blood, the power and mystery of this enigmatic man are highlighted.
Although Yin Kuang flatly rejected Wang Ning's proposal, he knew it very well. The duel between the three of them has begun unknowingly...
Nearby, on the top of the highest sand mountain, a bald man with a beard sat on a majestic camel, staring back and forth in the battle circle with a pair of bull's eyes. When he saw an elegant figure and a swift figure killing his brothers one by one, he gritted his teeth and waved the mace in his hand, "You two deal with them. Bring their heads to me!"
The two Tatars behind the bald man hurriedly shouted "ho ho", drove their camels, and brought two streams of sand and dust towards Li Shuangmu and Yin Kuang. Wherever he passed, all the killers consciously avoided it. "Harvey, this time I will kill all your people and steal all your goods. Hum!!" the bandit leader said with a sneer.
However, when he glanced at another place, he instantly turned into anger and pointed the mace in his hand, "Who can tell me who these people are? What do the scouts do for food?!" The direction he pointed was exactly the formation commanded by Tang Rouyu!
The rest of Class 1237 have abandoned the camel and put their feet on the ground. I saw Bai Lu, Wei Ming, Zhong Limo, and Hong Zhong in front, with Hong Zhongding at the front, Qi Xiaoyun, and Qiu Yun at the back, which were counted as the outermost circle. Zeng Fei and Pan Longtao, on the other hand, were in the inner circle, using firearms to fight against the enemy. They used precise bursts of fire and violent strafing to attack the bandits' eyes. Five or six out of ten of the bandits who rushed up would be sniped by them. Kill or block. Then the innermost ones are Tang Rouyu, Ouyang Mu, Bai Xue, and Qian Qianqian. Among them, Tang Rouyu kept throwing out various hidden weapons, which were shining brightly around her. Anyone who was hit by the hidden weapons would either die directly or fall to the ground with poisonous gas on their face. Ouyang Mu, on the other hand, was shooting arrows in all directions. Although she was strengthened by the night elves and could not use magic attack skills, her shooting talent was retained. Almost every arrow kills. There were also archers among the sand bandits, but the arrows they fired were blocked by Bai Lu and others, while the arrows shot by Ouyang Mu fell on them. Gradually, all the archers of the sand bandits were wiped out by Ouyang Mu. .
Although the formation formed by this group of people advanced slowly, they made progress step by step. In the melee, groups of bandits attacked them one after another. Naturally, some broke through the first front line composed of Bailan Wei Ming and others, but they were still unable to break up their overall formation. Instead, they were defeated by this one. The formation was strangled.
This is not to say that those sand bandits are too weak. You know, how many of the sand bandits who can kill and plunder property in this long yellow sand are not desperadoes? Fierce and savage? Who doesn’t have blood on their hands? For this group of people, killing and stealing is commonplace! This group of sand bandits who left China and lived outside the Great Wall have been deeply integrated into this desert. Killing, bloodlust, and brutality have also been deeply integrated into their souls. The primitive ferocity is activated in this desert. How could such a group of people be weak
Unfortunately, they met everyone from Class 1237!
Their usual lessons are not in vain! The lessons that can also kill people have taught them a lot. And at this moment, the results of their learning were truly displayed.
Including Yin Kuang, Li Shuangmu, and Wang Ning, this group of young people stood in the yellow sand flying with blood, with cold faces, staring eyes, clenching their teeth, facing all the enemies rushing towards them, waving the weapons in their hands, and using The various skills I have learned can crush all obstacles blocking the way forward.
And the only thing they have to do is to kill!
The pervasive murderous intent, the murderous spirit, and the corpses, blood, and broken limbs left everywhere they passed, even those self-proclaimed cold-blooded and crazy sand bandits can't help but feel frightened.
The little bandit leader who was asked was frightened. He looked at the circular battle circle below, swallowed hard, and said cowardly: "Boss, leader..."
"roll!"
The bald man swiped his mace, and the little leader vomited blood and flew away, "Ooooh!! Anyone who dares to block my money will die. Brothers, kill them, and there will be a lot of money." With gold and silver, there will be good wine, good meat, and women with big butts! They are all waving to us! Brothers, kill me!" The bald man waved the mace, the mace A black fan danced in the air, and then crashed down. Although it has not yet fallen to the ground, the strong wind has already blown the sand on the sand and splashed it away.
As the bald man shouted, a group of more than 30 sand bandits suddenly emerged from the sand dune behind him. They were howling and waving their weapons, rolling up the yellow sand in the sky like a landslide. Likewise, he rushed towards the direction where Tang Rouyu and others were.
When Bai Lu slapped a sand bandit with a palm and vomited blood and flew backwards, he turned around and saw the sand bandit running towards him. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, "His brother-in-law! How can I be this?!"
yes? How to be! A group of charging cavalry, with just a few of them, would be scattered in just one round. Just one crushing attack by the camels was enough to cause them heavy casualties.
Even Tang Rouyu, who had always remained calm, could not help but change her expression at this moment. The rest of the people also looked horrified. At this moment, they have entered a chaotic battle circle, and they cannot disperse under any circumstances. Once they disperse, without mutual cooperation, they will definitely not be the opponent of this group of sand bandits. But, continue to maintain the formation? As long as the charging bandits make one attack, they will still be dispersed.
A group of torrents that were as determined as the Yellow River were approaching the location of Tang Rouyu and others with great momentum.
what to do!
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Sorry, today’s chapter is so late. . . . Tomorrow is the May Day holiday, and updates are starting to get back on schedule, with occasional outbreaks. . .