Qin Lang and Sha'er, the Middle Eastern Arab swordsmen, had the same destination, so the next three of them were all moving in one direction.

The weather in the desert is changing, it was still frighteningly hot before, but the next second the whole sky suddenly became cloudy.

Looking at the sky, the old man Asa prayed with joy, "Thank you to Allah!"

It is not easy to rain in the desert, sometimes for months, but the scene in front of you is a rare scene in the desert before the rain is about to fall.

In the desert, rain is cherished, sometimes even as expensive as gold, although this timely rain is not very important to Qin Lang and the others who are well prepared, but after all, it is a good sign, isn't it.

The rain soon began to fall, and all three of them were drenched in the heavy rain, and the heat they had felt before was now refreshing.

And the old man Asa's adult camel held its head high, stretched out its long tongue and greedily rolled up the falling rain, letting as much of the nectar of the sky as possible into his stomach.

Camels have a very strong water storage function, and it is said that an adult camel can store five or six kilograms of water in its body, which is one of the main reasons why they can withstand the arid environment of the desert.

Old man Asa was a man who knew how to cherish water very much, and at this time he used all the water storage containers to hold this gift from heaven, and although there were five or six large water bladders in the team, he was now empty, so he was ready to replenish this one water bladder again.

Qin Lang naturally prepared some water, after all, water in the desert is the source of life.

With the rain, Qin Lang's mood also became very good.

At the same time, in Yunhai City, Huaxia, after Ye Xiaorui looked for Qin Lang and found that she couldn't be contacted, she went to Lanrun Company and entrusted Jiang Xinzhong with some words to tell Qin Lang.

Of course, Qin Lang couldn't know at this moment that in the desert areas of Central Africa, it was useless to have a satellite phone, let alone a mobile phone.

Ye Xiaoruituo's transfer is related to Ye Xiaorui's going to Africa again.

Not long after returning, the province organized a medical aid operation again and set up a medical assistance team, Ye Xiaorui couldn't forget the sick helpless children in those remote corners of Africa, and decided to participate in the medical aid operation again and contribute her own strength.

It's just that I can't find Qin Lang, and I can't get in touch with Qin Lang, so I can't meet Qin Lang before leaving.

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The rain was still falling in the desert, bringing coolness, and several people were immersed in joy.

"It is said that spring rain is as precious as oil, but isn't the rain in this desert more precious than gold?"

Qin Lang raised his head and let the rain pour on his face, enjoying himself comfortably.

And just when the three of them were happy, Qin Lang heard it and faintly heard some strange movements in the wind and rain, which was not obvious at first, but the sound behind it became louder and louder, and gradually mixed with the sound of wind and rain.

And Sha'er, the Middle Eastern swordsman, also felt the abnormality at this time, leaned down, put his ear to the sand and began to listen, completely ignoring the rain and mud and sand to make his face sticky and mushy.

After a while, this guy got up from the ground and said very solemnly: "It's the sound of horses' hooves, I'm afraid it's the gang of horse thieves who have been chasing them before! ”

"What do you say, don't you look down on my brother?"

Qin Lang patted him on the shoulder, not agreeing with this guy's idea of wanting to lure away the gang of horse thieves alone.

"Alas, well. ”

Shar sighed, knowing that this time he had affected these two enthusiastic friends, and he had always been apprehensive about that group of horse thieves, and the next thing was to fight for his life to let the two old friends escape.

After all, these two people are good people who saved his life, and it is impossible for him to put two good people in danger because of his own involvement.

"Isn't that what the thieves want...... If you can't resist it, I'll give it to them!"

Thinking of this, Shar hesitated for a while, the thing on his body was a family inheritance, and it was really difficult for him to accept it if he wanted to give it up all of a sudden.

But if the situation is really critical, then there is no need to consider whether he is willing to give up, and he can't do the dirty thing of letting his life-saving benefactor die for his own selfish interests.

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves was closer, and it was even closer, and Qin Lang and the three of them could already vaguely see twenty or thirty shadows, which were none other than the murderous Huo Huo, the desert horse thief who had beaten Sha'er into a seriously injured before.

"Rustle!"

The two sides looked at each other, and the group of horse thieves tightened the reins at a distance of about twenty zhang from Qin Lang and the three of them, and the horses carried a huge impact, and their front hooves were raised high, making a piercing scream.

"You ...... Who?"

The leader of the horse thieves looked at the two strange faces beside Sha'er, and felt that Qin Lang and Old Man Asa were a bit like travelers in the desert, but the bags on the camel's back were too simple, so it was not easy to guess the identities of these two strangers.

However, when he saw the five or six water bladders on the camel's back, the horse thief leader's eyes lit up.

There was a shortage of water in the desert, so these water bladders were also one of the most valuable treasures, so with a wave of his hand, he asked his two horse thieves to fetch the five or six water bladders.

But before the two horse thieves approached, Qin Lang over there suddenly laughed, and a strong momentum erupted from his body, shocking the horses under the crotch of the two horse thieves, and then no matter how hard the two horse thieves tried, the horses under the crotch just refused to approach the camel again.

"It's a bit of a doorway!"

The horse thief leader squinted his eyes and stared at Qin Lang, this was a guy in his forties with a full beard, his eyes revealed a fierce light, and he was not a master to be messed with at first glance.

And Qin Lang sensed it, and was also surprised, the strength of this group of horse thieves was above the Wuzun level, and the leader of the horse thieves was a master of the middle stage of Wuzun, no wonder Shar Mohammed, who was also in the middle of Wuzun, would be seriously injured and almost killed by this group of horse thieves, it was really this group of horse thieves who were too strong.

In Huaxia, even the average martial artist family may not have the background of the gang of horse thieves in front of them.

At this time, the bearded horse thief leader continued to stare at Qin Lang, he always felt that Qin Lang, a young man with a Chinese face, was more mysterious and unpredictable than the swordsman Sha'er he was going to hunt down, and he was also hesitating for a while, and said slowly: "Who are you? What does it have to do with this swordsman? If it is a traveler in the desert, please leave immediately, we are actually just here for this swordsman!"

"Who are we, and what does it have to do with you? In this big desert, grandpa can go as he wants, and you don't seem to be able to restrict me, haha!"

When Qin Lang heard it, he laughed and said.

But the old man Asa shrank directly under the camel's belly, and pulled Qin Lang with a slightly trembling hand, signaling that Qin Lang couldn't be so arrogant in the face of these horse thieves, after all, these people in front of him were all masters who killed people without blinking.

It's a pity that neither the people around Qin Lang nor this group of horse thieves know Qin Lang's true details, as a cultivator in the late stage of the Jiedan, Qin Lang is already the top existence in this world, how can he be frightened by a group of horse thieves!

On the contrary, when he encountered this gang of horse thieves, Qin Lang only felt excited now, he hadn't loosened his bones for a while, and now the bones all over his body were itching!

"Yes!"

When the horse thief leader heard Qin Lang's words, he couldn't help but look Qin Lang up and down in surprise for a while, and then, with a wave of his hand, the battle started invisibly.

On one side is a desert horse thief who is not afraid of death!

On one side, there is the swordsman Shar Mohammed, the guide old man Asa, and Qin Lang, who does not know the depths of strength.

On the horse thief's side, since everyone stepped down was a horse with Ala, he used his specialty advantage to directly open the cavalry formation to charge.

With such an impact force, it is unleashed with the strength of each Martial Venerable, and I am afraid that even the existence of the middle and late stages of the Martial Venerable will have to avoid the edge.

"Hurry!"

The swordsman Shar roared, regardless of the fact that his injuries had not healed, he still took the lead to meet him, he wanted to cover for his friends behind him, so he knew that the situation was at a disadvantage now, and he still did it without hesitation.

This is the ridiculous family chivalry of the Arab world, perfectly expressed in this serious, old-fashioned Middle Easterner.

Bang!

Shaal and the leader of the horse thieves collided together, and with a muffled snort, his body retreated, if it weren't for the handle of the knife in his hand tightly wrapped with gauze, I'm afraid that this fly would have been directly picked up.

It's really that the impact of this group of horse thieves and horses is too great, although they are all short ponies with Arabian specialties, but the impact of the horses and the natural strength of the horse thief leader, after superimposing, it is definitely not as simple as one plus one.

As soon as the fight began, the swordsman was injured again, and his actions did not help to stop the horse thieves.

At this time, Qin Lang laughed again, and also joined the battle group, and he also took out his black eagle sword.

Impact! Impact!

Qin Lang made exactly the same movements as the previous Sha'er, but in terms of momentum, Qin Lang was more confident, and his eyes were full of enough confidence.

The fight unfolded again.

Dangdang, dangdang!

Qin Lang hit and connected more than a dozen horse thieves, and as his figure flashed, the weapons in the hands of these dozen horse thieves broke in half and fell.

"Huh!"

The leader of the horse thieves stopped his somewhat embarrassed subordinates and continued to charge at this time, but turned his horse's head, looked at Qin Lang, who had already rushed to the back of the team, with a solemn expression, and said slowly: "Divine weapon! Your sword turned out to be a divine weapon!"

It turns out that in this modern world, swords and other cold weapons are also hierarchical, such as Damascus in the hands of Shar Mohammed, knives and machetes in the hands of horse thieves, which can only be regarded as ordinary sharp weapons, similar to those finely made alloy knives.

But on top of the sharp weapons, there are also treasures at the level of divine weapons, such as the flying sword and black eagle sword in Qin Lang's hand, and the horse thieves think that it is a level of god-level sharp weapons, such as the ancient Chinese name, weapon broken intestine, cadre, Mo evil, Japan's Muramasa demon knife, Italy's ghost hand knife, Arabian black chief knife, etc., are also at this level.

But these horse thieves guessed, strictly speaking, the black eagle sword in Qin Lang's hand was a magic weapon in the cultivation realm, and it was even more spiritual and high-grade than the divine weapons of this world, so this black eagle sword was a divine weapon that surpassed this world.

After all, most of the divine weapons are made by mortal craftsmen, although the materials for the production of some divine weapons are rare in the cultivation realm, but the effect is very simple, and there are not as many blessings as the martial artists in the cultivation realm.

The flying sword is made by cultivators, and it has many special functions and blessings, and it is inherently a lot higher than the divine weapon.

After discovering that the weapon in Qin Lang's hand was not an ordinary sword, but a weapon of the first level of a divine weapon, this group of horse thieves had already listed Qin Lang as extremely dangerous and needed to be dealt with seriously, and they even thought that even if it was ten shars combined, it would not be as dangerous as the young man with a strange face in China in front of them.

After setting up the formation, this group of horse thieves became serious one by one, and gave up the previous target swordsman Sha'er, and now this group of horse thieves only has Qin Lang as an enemy in their eyes.

And the leader of the horse thief looked at Qin Lang, looking at the black eagle sword in Qin Lang's hand, his eyes were also hot, and his greed rose: "If you can kill this mysterious Huaxia kid in front of you, then the magic weapon in this kid's hand will also belong to me!"