Seeing Long Jiang's legs like flying, like a frightened rabbit, holding a white towel, running away quickly, O'Neill was stunned for a moment, and then woke up like a dream:

The dueling opponent actually ran away?

Throwing away the gloves that represent the duel, but abandoning the opponent and fleeing without a fight, in the desert custom, is a great insult to the opponent of the dueling. That means no less than scolding the other person to your face, you are a pig.

O'Neill held a huge scimitar and roared in the sky: "Cowardly fellow as a gerbil, you have insulted the title of Desert Warrior!" I'm going to kill you with my own hands! Chop you into a thousand pieces! No, it's 10,000 yuan! ”

He kicked away the corpses that were in the way around him, roaring angrily, and the sound was earth-shattering!

The wind was whistling in Long Jiang's ears, and he didn't dare to stop at all, and the stirred up sand and dust left a long trail of smoke and dust behind him. Just kidding, that guy is tall and big, and that huge scimitar weighs a hundred pounds! Who stupidly left the duel? Unless the brain is broken.

Sure enough, there was a heavy sound of footsteps behind him, and it was clear that the guy named O'Neill was frantically chasing after him.

"You bastard, stop! I'm going to tear you apart! ”

Just kidding, the fool stands!

"You're not a man! There's a kind of you just stand and duel with me! ”

Damn, you're not a woman, how do you know I'm not a man.

Long Jiang ran wildly and didn't say a word.

"Wow, yes!" The guy was visibly angry, howling and running faster and faster, kicking up a rush of sand behind him.

What the hell, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, Long Jiang scolded in his heart, Tam's, this guy is too fast.

"Die, coward!" O'Neill shouted and raised the massive scimitar!

Behind him, there was a sudden buzz of a weapon tearing through the air, Long Jiang felt as if he was being targeted by a huge tiger, his whole body was chilling, and he was short in a hurry, and with a bang, a huge ghost-headed scimitar, with the shadow of death, flashed gorgeously over his head, and several black strands were cut off.

"You can't run, damn it, I'm going to wash my anger away with your blood!" Not far behind him was O'Neill's thunderous roar, and the foul smell from his mouth could almost be smelled.

The huge scimitar did not stop at Longjiang's head, drew a semicircle five or six meters large, turned around, and with the breath of death, spun rapidly, and flew back again.

Damn it!

Long Jiang breathed a little, hurriedly took a sideways step, and dodged again, but his heart was shocked.

It turned out that it was a hands-off scimitar!

From the warrior diary that I picked up, I learned that there is a legend among the sand thieves that there is a unique skill in the world, no matter how heavy the scimitar is, it can get out of its hand, no matter how far it is thrown, it can spin and fly back to the master's hand, and I don't know how to practice, it is very magical.

The name of this stunt is called the Hands-Off Scimitar.

Long Jiang secretly complained to himself, this guy is not only a sand thief leader, but also a sand thief leader who can get rid of his scimitar stunt!

This guy is so dangerous!

Luckily, the huge pillar of sand was right ahead.

Unfortunately, the heavy big knife was thrown out again by O'Neill, and with a sharp whistling sound, it slashed straight to the back!

Long Jiang reluctantly turned around and stopped, without thinking about it, holding the knife in both hands and quickly slashing towards the whistling scimitar!

I only heard a loud bang in my ears, and a huge force came, Longjiang was like being hit by an elephant, and the light knife was instantly hit by the scimitar, and quickly got out of his hand, crossed a shining arc, and didn't know where to fly!

That huge force, like a car, pushed Long Jiang's body backwards rapidly, the wind in his ears was urgent, the yellow sand was rolling, Longjiang went backwards all the way, and fell into a pile of huge sand pillars standing tall!

A sword is mighty!

With a sound of grabbing the ground, the big knife split the light knife in Long Jiang's hand, rubbed Long Jiang's body, and viciously slashed into the head of a huge sand pillar mushroom, and the sand pillar was cut off by the big knife.

Long Jiang spat out the sand, got up and turned around and ran!

Tham's, this guy is so much better than that Yorks.

Long Jiang's body hurt a lot, especially the arm seemed to be broken, fortunately he was wearing leather armor, but this knife cut 500 blood! Don't dare to slack off, he took out a tube of red medicine and drank it, his figure flashed a few times, and quickly disappeared into a plum-shaped sand pillar.

Behind him, O'Neill cursed, pulled out his scimitar, and looked up to look for the guy who dared to insult him, but there was no trace.

Luckily, the dust from this guy's running is still there.

O'Neill strode forward, carrying the scimitar, and chased after the sand and dust left by the Longjiang River, and plunged headlong into the dense plum-like distribution of sand columns.

There was silence all around, and it seemed very eerie.

Looking at the messy footprints left on the ground, leading straight to a huge ** pillar of sand, he laughed and rushed towards the pillar of sand.

"Cowardly rabbit, you can't run, I'm going to use your blood to stain the hilt of my knife red!"

Suddenly, there was a strange noise behind him, and something was coming quickly!

O'Neill turned around suddenly, the scimitar turned, and with a "bang", the back of the knife bumped into a mass the size of a human head, and with a pop, dust splashed, flying his head and face, and the mass was naturally smashed by the scimitar.

It turned out to be a lump of stones the size of a watermelon!

"Damn it, cunning fellow!" O'Neill was furious, and turned and ran behind the pillar of sand.

I don't want to, there is another strange noise behind me!

O'Neill didn't dare to be careless, turned around again and slashed hard, hell, what drove him crazy was that it was actually another stone! This time, there were a few grains of sand that fascinated his eyes!

O'Neill was completely furious, holding his scimitar and roaring up to the sky: "O'Neill, the great Horniman Commander and the mighty desert boss O'Neill, I swear to kill all you desert rabbits!" Kill them all! Every single one! ”

The guy didn't care about any strange noises, looked at a pillar of sand, carried a blood-stained scimitar, and howled and pounced.

There was a sound of footsteps from behind, no matter him!

There seems to be someone left and right, regardless of him!

I just want to grab the black-faced guy with my own hands, pinch his neck hard, unscrew his head, and chop him into 100 pieces!

Closer, closer, two more steps to the pillar of sand where the three of them were hugging, O'Neill was overjoyed, and picked up the scimitar fiercely, and suddenly there was a slight sound of machine springs behind him.

O'Neill laughed, his fingers touching the edge of the sand pillar.

Wait, springs?

Before he could react, he made a few "taut" and "taut" sounds, and at the sound of the bowstring, there seemed to be a series of things breaking through the air, cutting through the dry air and making a hissing sound.

Made! It's a hand crossbow!

These damned Landisian hand crossbows!

A merchant crossbow that inflicts massive damage on brave desert warriors!

A Landis crossbow capable of breaking through the hard armor of a Sand Pirate Warrior!

O'Neill was startled, his body moved rapidly, his waist twisted extremely, and he wanted to turn around quickly and split these damn crossbow arrows with his knife, but suddenly heard a high-pitched chanting sound in his ears!

Hell, it's a magician!

His face changed all at once! There are magicians here, magicians that only the Ottoman royal family and General Green can afford!

Damn, how can there be a magician here!

The surrounding air fluctuated abnormally, and before O'Neill could turn around, several gray circles of light had silently covered O'Neal's head!

He immediately felt his feet extremely heavy, his mind was in a trance, his hands and feet were weak, and the huge scimitar fell into the desert with a thud.

Oh no, Lao Tzu has fallen into magic!

With a howl, the guy staggered and was about to lower his head to pick up the scimitar, and in the dense sound of pounce, the sharp crossbow arrows had already broken through the armor, all of them were rooted, and they were deeply rooted in this guy's body.

"Ahh

The screaming sound shook the sky!

In less than a second, the fierce sand thief leader turned into a huge hedgehog in several volleys!

In particular, it is worth mentioning that most of the parts where the crossbow arrows are shot are the key places involved in the 12 hands!

Blood splattered, blood bars flew by, O'Neill knelt in the desert in a blur, and finally grabbed the huge scimitar, but suddenly a pair of strange feet appeared in front of him, which were actually black bones!

O'Neill was startled and raised his head with difficulty, and sure enough, it was a black skeleton!

The empty skeleton is holding a black scimitar, and the empty eyes are floating with dark ghost fire, hell, this scimitar is actually very familiar, it seems to be York's!

How did his scimitar get into the hands of this terrifying skeleton?

Before it could continue to think, the skeleton's skeleton suddenly moved, and there was a tooth-aching sound all over its body, and it raised its broadsword with difficulty, and struck O'Neill in the neck with lightning strike!

Burst!

Blood burst out from O'Neal's neck, and the tall corpse still maintained its kneeling motion, blood pouring out. That huge head rolled out so far!

There was silence all around, and there was silence.

After a long time, Long Jiang carefully poked his head out from behind the sand pillar, still holding a Landis hand crossbow full of crossbow arrows in his hand.

"Dead?"

He kicked the head away, and the corpse didn't move. Tam yes, this guy is really dead.

Han Qingyan, impotence, Sister Xiao Zhu, and Potter all came out from behind the sand pillar where they were hiding!

"Yay!" Dead, this guy was killed by everyone's design!

Impotence laughed and gave Long Jiang a hard hug: "Boss, you are awesome." ”

Sister Xiao Zhu screamed excitedly, grabbed Long Jiang, and kissed her face: "Handsome guy, people love you to death." While holding a huge thing, he looked at Longjiang with ambiguous eyes.

Damn, Long Jiang hurriedly dodged, but suddenly bumped into Bingyan's arms.

It's messed up, it's all messed up.

A burst of red light rose into the sky, everyone stopped celebrating, and when they saw Potter, who had just drilled out of the sand pillar, his head flashed, hell, this guy had actually upgraded again!

Potter's expression was glazed, and then he gave a cheer and pointed at O'Neill's corpse, which quickly turned black, the flesh fell off, and the armor rotted, turning into an equally black skeleton, but the head was missing, which looked very strange.

The skeleton struggled to its feet, staggered over to O'Neill's head, bent down to pick it up and put it around its neck.

The flesh of the skull quickly fell off, and soon turned into a real skeleton, and a burst of black gas flashed, quickly welding with the body below, forming a perfect skeleton puppet.

Potter has two skeleton golems!

Old Barr finally came out, holding the sand pillar with one hand, as if unable to stand, and he muttered to himself: "Well, this is the most shameless duel I have ever seen, the president is saved, and the god of the desert is above." This time there is salvation. ”

Long Jiang laughed, let go of Han Qingyan, who was blushing, raised the white towel heroically, and coaxed:

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, brothers and sisters, and I'll be back soon!"