"Kneel!"

The west wind is tight!

Wild sand laughs!

When Li Qiankun stepped out of the house, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a different kind of brilliance, and he shouted loudly, kneeling on one knee!

The two dozen men in black standing behind him also knelt on one knee!

"Poof!"

Uniform!

In this desert full of wind and sand, it reveals a strong beauty!

Li Qiankun was thinly dressed and laughed.

The old man behind him originally wanted to put a mink coat on his body, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it.

Let the wind and sand blow on his face and body!

Perseverance!

Li Qiankun looked at the middle-aged man with soft eyes, and the latter burst into tears.

More than 20 years!

It's finally out!

His voice was hoarse!

"Yanyun Sixteen Ride! See the head of the house!! ”

His forehead was deeply buckled at Li Qiankun's feet, prostrate!

It's a posture of worship!

Yanyun Sixteen Rides!

It was a war-torn era, and it was a team full of legends.

They were dressed in winter clothes, with scimitars at their waists, face masks, black scarves on their heads, only their eyes exposed, black cloaks, and big bows on their backs.

It's a pity that more than 20 years have passed, and the sixteen horsemen have lost thirteen horsemen, and now only three horsemen remain.

The middle-aged man is one of them!

"Wang Yang, it's hard work." Li Qiankun smiled with satisfaction.

The middle-aged man named Wang Yang trembled after hearing this, as if he had returned to that war-torn era.

There is no end to it!

Wang Yang got up, he wiped away his tears, his voice was high-pitched!

"Greetings to the head of the house!"

The sound traveled far away, and the hungry wolves that were approaching were already aware of it.

……………………

"Hehe, Yanyun Sixteen Rides." The people of the Jin family were the first to arrive, a man over half a hundred years old with a beard, his face was white, and his face was very abnormally white.

Jin family Keqing, Anshun, give the surname Jin, Jin Anshun!

He pinched the orchid finger in his right hand, his voice was sharp, and he sneered: "It's long gone." ”

"Sir, Li Qiankun, has come out." Jin Sheng said in a solemn tone.

This time, the Jin family carried many masters, all of which were led by this Jin family guest secretary and Jin Anshun.

Jin Anshun's strength has been proven in the Jin family, although he is an abnormal person, no one can deny his strength.

"There is only one of the sixteen riders left, you say it's ridiculous?" Jin Anshun said coldly, "Let's let Li Qiankun come out if he has a life, but he doesn't have a life to go back!" ”

Under the command of Jin Anshun, the master of the Jin family rushed directly to the premises.

Kicking up a cloud of dust!

From a distance, it looked like a black line slowly moving towards them.

Wang Yang sneered, pulled out a full moon scimitar, and placed it diagonally on his waist, and the twenty or so men behind him did the same.

"Kill!"

Just one word!

With a sound of minus, Wang Yang led more than 20 young people and rushed over.

They are all in the tune of Wang Yang. Growing up, they are cold and ruthless, and they are bloodthirsty!

Each of them had at least hundreds of blood on their hands!

Killing, always the best teacher.

The sand is bigger.

Li Qiankun's eyes were profound: "For a while, I don't know how many creatures will be buried in this desert land." ”

The old man behind him nodded, very respectful.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out!

The battle in the desert is not as good as the love of children in Jiangnan.

Broadsword to broadsword!

Fist to fist!

Hit hard!

The Jin family's subordinates are all carefully selected masters by Jin Sheng, all of them are young and vigorous, and their combat effectiveness is extraordinary, coupled with Jin Anshun's leadership, it should be foolproof.

But they didn't expect that this Wang Yang, although he was only one of the sixteen horsemen of Yanyun, he had been in tune for more than 20 years. Taught these twenty predators!

Don't look at the fact that there are only twenty people, but the combat effectiveness is unbelievably strong.

Jin Sheng watched the Jin family fall down one by one, and watched this group of black-clothed people holding scimitars in their hands, rampage, killing the Jin family, as easy as cutting melons and chopping vegetables.

What a shock!

"Sir, didn't you say that the Sixteen Horsemen of Yanyun have disappeared?" Jin Sheng held back his anger.

Jin Anshun's eyes were deep, and he said in a sharp voice: "Hehe, how big a wave can Wang Yang's ride make?" ”

"Drive!"

Jin Anshun glared at the horse and flew over, and Jin Anshun's figure landed accurately beside Wang Yang.

A palm slammed directly into Wang Yang!

"Bang!"

Powerful and sinking!

That crazy aura flowed around Wang Yang!

"Hehe, dead eunuch!!" Wang Yang said coldly.

"Look for death!!"

Jin Anshun hates others to say that he is a eunuch in his life, but he is a eunuch.

One palm, two palms, three palms......

Jin Anshun took Wang Yang as the biggest target and bombarded with all his might!

In order to kill Wang Yang in the shortest possible time.

The Jin family behind him, in Jin Anshun's heart, is just a cannon fire.

But Wang Yang is not a vegetarian, as a member of Yanyun's sixteen horsemen, and he is the top three, his strength was already superb more than 20 years ago.

It's even more unfathomable at the moment!

Wang Yang stabbed obliquely and raised a domineering blow!

"Boom!"

The crazy sand followed Wang Yang's attack and already took on a crazy posture!

The persecuted Jin Anshun retreated again and again!

"Damn!!"

Jin Anshun saw that he couldn't kill Wang Yang quickly, and he was also very anxious at the moment.

The battle continues!

There was a stalemate.

The wind and sand are also continuing......

Personnel, constantly increasing.

With the desert house as the center, there is a black line approaching here in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.

Gradually, it became a matter of siege.

The troops of the Song family also arrived, and this time it was the masters of the Song family who came, and there were not many.

There are only seven people, and the one who takes the lead is an old man, the elder of the Song family, Song Zhenming.

As the cousin of Song Jingang, the contemporary head of the Song family, he has been obsessed with martial arts all his life and has never paid attention to the political affairs of the Song family.

The purpose of re-appearing in the rivers and lakes this time is one, to kill Li Qiankun!

"Elder," a middle-aged official of the Song family said quietly, "It seems that the Jin family is ahead of us. ”

Song Zhenming held a sword and held it very tightly.

"Let them fight."

"The more intense the fight, the better."

The middle-aged officer said deeply: "Understood." ”

At the same time, the people of the Zhou, Zhao and Zheng clans also came.

The Zheng clan came with three people, the Zhao clan was a huge army, and the Zhou clan had only one person.

Zheng Xianheng is one of the three, but he does not know martial arts, and he is also opposed to the Zheng clan sending people to hunt down Li Qiankun.

In fact, when the Zheng family sent people, it had already been known to Du Nanguo in Jiangnan in advance.

The first time he sent someone, Du Nanguo directly intercepted it, and this was the second time that the Zheng family sent someone.

Of the three people, except for Zheng Xianheng, there are two left, only one of them is a member of the Zheng family, and the other person is a member of the Guanyin Sect.

Zheng Xianheng looked at the woman and smiled bitterly: "Zhan Taijing, according to your meaning, we are already here, but do you think you can kill Li Qiankun?" ”

Zhan Taijing, a senior disciple of Guanyin Sect, and the younger sister of Zhan Tailing.

After she learned that her senior sister had died at the hands of that Li Clan's Seventh Shao, she made up her mind that she must kill the Li Clan's people!

What she wants to kill is Li Xiaofan, she knows that Li Qiankun is out of the desert, Li Xiaofan will definitely come!

"Everyone wants to kill Li Qiankun," Zheng Xianheng said quietly, "I just don't know who will be killed in the end." ”

Zhan Taijing said lightly: "Mr. Zheng, don't worry, even if I don't succeed, I won't bring harm to the Zheng family, this is a matter between my Guanyin Sect and the Li family." ”

Zheng Xianheng smiled bitterly and stopped talking.

He was just here to watch, and if possible, he hoped to be able to stop the feud between the Zheng and Li clans.

On the other side, only one young man came from the Zhou family.

He was probably in his twenties, and he was very handsome, like a rich kid playing around.

He also had a wildflower picked from the side of the road next to his ear, and it was very rare to see wildflowers in this desert.

There are so many wild flowers, and he plans to keep them for the emerald flowers he has loved for a long time.

Friday Lang, the third generation of the Zhou family, the fifth son, the famous playboy in Kansai, Friday Lang.

He was a clean-loving man, and he didn't want to have so much blood on his body.

"Hey, I'd better go in later." Friday Lang smiled, "This wind and sand is too big." ”

The clothes on his body were stained with countless wind and sand, he shook it off a few times, and in less than a few seconds, it was wind and sand again, and in desperation, Wu Zhou Lang simply didn't shake it off.

Pinching the wildflowers, he smiled and watched the battle in the field.