Chapter 171: The Sword of the Troubled Times

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No matter how much he wanted to break his head, he couldn't imagine that it was really hell here, dozens of elite players of the Sand Piracy Alliance, almost all the elites of the Shacheng rudder, came to hunt down and kill Zhou Yu, but they were wiped out by him in an extremely weird and cruel way in a short time.

When Zhou Yu asked which one the thin monkey was, he did the same to the rest of the people, and finally confirmed that his news was that the thin monkey knew, so he no longer left his hand and summoned dozens of yellow sand warriors.

In front of dozens of Huang Sha Lishi, although these realm masters are desperately resisting, but as Zhou Yu's spiritual power becomes more and more profound, the mastery of the laws of space is gradually infiltrating into the formation......

The three-star formation is already a formation with some supernatural formations, and the more Zhou Yu studies it, the more he realizes that he is standing on the sea of the formation, and what he understands is always just the tip of the iceberg.

It is no wonder that the powerful array mages in the ancient era were not weaker than the strong men of the martial arts master, and the power of the real four-star and five-star divine array was even more powerful than imagined.

"Spare ...... Please...... Please, spare me...... I ......" The tall and thin man was about to collapse at the moment, begging for mercy incoherently, one by one, the elites were either torn apart by the yellow sand or wrapped in the yellow sand, the god-like young man, his hand was lightly clenched, and he didn't even snort, only the red yellow sand flowed down......

"Say, I quietly went out of the city and changed my appearance again, how do you know!" Zhou Yu said expressionlessly, for the people of the Sand Thieves Alliance, it is now a situation of endless death, and Zhou Yu will naturally not be soft-hearted.

"I ...... I said, I said you...... Can you spare me? Please...... Villain...... The villain has no eyes!" the tall thin man begged for mercy.

"Say it, spare you or not, it depends on the mood. ā€

"Yes, it's the North ......" The tall and thin man was so frightened that he was about to say something, when suddenly his eyes widened, as if he had seen something terrible, and then pus and blood kept coming out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

Zhou Yu's face froze, and a thought came out of his heart, "Kill your mouth!" Almost the moment the thin monkey fell to the ground, Zhou Yu opened his senses, and an obscure breath in the west flashed and disappeared into the violent wind and sand......

"This way, I'm afraid it's not so easy to walk......" Zhou Yu sighed secretly, there were already corpses all over the field in front of him, and the pungent smell of blood was blown away by the wind.

Zhou Yu was not in the mood to continue to rest at this time, put away the formation bamboo sticks, rode on a camel, and continued to travel east.

A quarter of an hour later, a figure landed in the middle of a group of corpses, with a slender back and a handsome face, "There are really many means! It seems that the Kunlun master is bound to come out...... My dear junior brother, you survived this game, what about the next game......? The death of Kunlun Jianyi has long been passed into the Kunlun Sword Sect, presumably the masters of the older generation can't sit still...... I don't know, who will be dispatched to hunt you down this time......"

"As far as I know, the Kunlun Sword Sect has a Killing Palace, so presumably there will be one or two Killing Hall elders this time...... Oh roar, dear junior brother, may you be able to create another miracle...... It's gone. The figure slowly turned around, and it was Beitang Qingyun, and his handsome face was full of murderous intent......

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A hint of whiteness gradually appeared in the east, and the wind that had been blowing all night gradually subsided. After a night, I don't know how many sand dunes have been displaced, I don't know how many valley bottoms have become hills, and in the desert, there is already quicksand......

Zhou Yu was half-lying on the camel at this time, his eyes closed and he was pretending to sleep, but in his mind he was thinking about the half sentence that the thin monkey said before he died last night, "Could it be Uncle Beitang......?" It's impossible, if Uncle Beitang wanted to kill me, there would be no need for such trouble, if I didn't save me in the first place, I would have died...... But if it were him, he could just poison the dry food, and he didn't have to be so troublesome. Who could that be?"

After thinking about it, Zhou Yu still couldn't grasp the essentials, "Could it be ...... Someone else is secretly watching me, or is it a false message that the skinny monkey deliberately gave before he died?"

At this time, it is October, the weather in the Western Regions is already a little cold, Zhou Yu is still dressed as a bearded uncle, although this disguise is no longer safe, but Zhou Yu did not think about changing, the open gun is easy to dodge and the dark arrow is difficult to prevent, if there is someone in the secret, no matter how disguised he is, it is in vain, unless there is a disguise technique such as Uncle Beitang......

The red sun rises in the east and slopes in the west, and the day passes on the road, drinking some water when you are thirsty, eating a few mouthfuls of dry food when you are hungry, looking at the same desert scenery, practicing swords during the period, and it is time for night to fall.

Tonight is different from last night, but it is a rare good weather, the moon and stars are scarce, and walking alone in the empty desert has a different flavor.

"Last night, the Sand Thieves pursued me, and I'm afraid it won't be too peaceful tonight...... It's better to prepare early. "Zhou Yu knows very well that as his strength is valued by the enemy, he will inevitably become stronger and stronger, and it is even possible to dispatch a real strongman......

Fighting for life and death, regardless of means, it is a good means to kill the enemy who comes to attack!

The bamboo sticks were inserted in concealment, and Zhou Yu sat in the middle of the formation, looking from a distance, there was nothing abnormal around. Suddenly, Zhou Yu's heart moved, and a strong sense of crisis kept coming.

At this moment, in the night sky in the southwest, a figure flew in.

"It's here! Heaven Realm Master!" Zhou Yu said secretly, still pretending to know nothing on the surface, and continued to close his eyes and breathe.

This figure landed directly two feet in front of Zhou Yu, and had already stepped into the range of the formation, but Zhou Yu did not open the formation, and it didn't seem to be abnormal.

"Who are you?" Zhou Yu pretended to wake up, his face was full of beard, and he was dazed, like a lone swordsman who walked in the desert all year round.

"Three thousand beheadings a day, a mountain of dead corpses, and ten thousand sects are cold!" turned around, under the moonlight, the silver at one end of it was windless, and its face was expressionless, accompanied by its cold words, but there was a smell of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. "The old lady is called the 'Crazy Sword of the Troubled Times', Kunlun Sword Cultivation, and Added as the Law Enforcement Elder of the Killing Palace!

Zhou Yu was slightly shocked in his heart, his mind turned, but his face showed a blank look, "I...... Long admiration...... Long admiration...... I have seen my predecessors in the next bearded guest! Dare to ask my seniors what they commanded?"

"Hehe, bearded guest, that's a fitting name! It seems that you have put a lot of thought into hiding yourself...... It's just that my two juniors, which one is not a powerful person, Liu'er has a strong sword heart, at least a talent who seals the sky, and Yi'er, there is a Tianjiao who led my Kunlun to the supreme realm, they died like this, the old man, although the sword in the old man's hand is old, he has to go out of the mountain again. Should I avenge them?"8