Section 44

Seeing that it was done, Wu Ming was also relieved.

"It's a good plan to draw wages from the bottom of the kettle, you will also give me death"

This qiē is like lightning and stone fire, and it was only at this time that Han Yali understood Wu Ming's meaning, this gray wolf was cultivated by him with great difficulty, and he was more than his life, and now he was sent by Wu Ming to guard the door of the Yan Mansion, and he was remorseful in his heart, but he was even more grief-stricken. He pulled out the long sword in his hand with his backhand, and while Wu Ming's foothold was not stable, he took advantage of the situation to snatch a sword towards his waist. Wu Ming was like having eyes behind him, his right hand backhanded, only to hear the sound of "pop", the two swords intersected, but the other party's long sword was safe and sound, he was stunned, the weapon in the hand of Dry Yali was a good thing. I can't allow him to think about it too much, the sword of Dry Yali is in a hurry, and the sound of "hum" is still stabbing straight at him, Wu Ming exhaled, his right foot slammed a little, and his whole body turned like a top, which was worthy of giving way to this sword. That Zhihan Yali changed his moves faster, and the long sword rolled up, as fast as lightning, and swept towards his chest. At this time, the sword in the right hand was already old, and it was too late to block.

This man's sword is so fast!

Rao is Wu Ming has experienced a hundred battles, and under the stormy offensive of the other party, there is a feeling of suffocation. In the midst of his busy schedule, his feet slammed into force, and his whole body fell straight towards the sand. But Han Yali didn't give up, the sword momentum changed, and another sword stabbed him in the chest, at this time Wu Ming's whole body turned around, Chixiao Xinli was born, and he took advantage of the horizontal sword to block it......

The two of them fought quickly, and everyone saw two figures, one black and one yellow, advancing and retreating in the sand, and the sound of "crackling" was endless, which was the sound of the handover of weapons between the two.

Wu Ming's heart was horrified, since he arrived at the eighth stage, although he didn't say anything, he was inevitably a little arrogant. Nine-stage martial artists, there are already a handful of people in the world, and those who can match themselves can be said to be rare, but today's battle with Drought Yali has greatly changed his perception. Although the other party took the lead, but with the body of the seventh stage, he was overwhelmed, and his swordsmanship was really terrifying.

After all, he underestimated the heroes of the world.

Fortunately, although the opponent's sword is strong, it is like a storm, Wu Ming put aside the opponent's sword, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, sweeping around, but said in his heart: "Bitter!" ”

In just a short while, these sand bandits have three layers inside, and the outer three layers have surrounded this place, and at a glance, a large area of black pressure is full of people, and I am afraid that there are no less than five hundred people. Although he was brave and brave, he also knew that it was really wishful thinking to break out of such a large group of martial artists. What's more, there is also a mysterious Ari in it.

"Let's go together, live or die!"

Wu Ming was shocked by Han Yali's skills, but he didn't know that the latter's heart was also turned upside down. The swordsmanship just now was done in one go, without any sense of sluggishness, and it seemed that he had the upper hand in the battle, but in fact, he had already lost. This set of swordsmanship, also known as the "Hurricane Sword", pays attention to the virtual and the real, and the moves are continuous, which is the famous swordsmanship of Dry Yali. Among the people who had fought with him, the national teacher Deadwood was able to retreat under this set of swordsmanship, and although Wu Ming hid from the wolf, he finally persevered. Let him rush up and repeat it again, I'm afraid he won't be able to make a contribution, so he gave the order to beat him, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

"Look! What is that? Someone suddenly shouted, and there was a panic in his voice that could not be concealed. Wu Ming was thinking of a way to get out, and when he heard this, he was startled and looked into the distance.

I don't know when the sky became very dark, there seemed to be a fine sand drifting in the air, the sun was just at the beginning, what should have been a dazzling sun was like a blood-red egg yolk, and the sky that had always been clear and blue had become a blood-colored turbidity in the fog, especially at the end of the western sky, the horizon had completely disappeared, and the sand sea and the sky had been completely chaotic.

Wu Ming didn't know why, but when he had this vision, he also knew that it was definitely not a good thing. Just as he was a little confused, someone cried and shouted, "Oh my mother, it's a sandstorm!" ”

"Sandstorm!"

Wu Ming was horrified, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, this thing is not the first time he has seen it, when he went on an expedition to China and the West last year, the team also encountered it in the Kodir Desert, but although the sandstorm at that time was fierce, it was far from such a scale, looking at the earth-shattering scene in the distance, it really had the momentum to turn the whole world upside down.

Under the power of nature, man is too small. The enemy was also panicked, and someone cried out in horror, "We should not hunt down the saint, the true God has come to punish us!" ”

As soon as he said this, the crowd, which was already a little commotionous, saw even more riots.

"Don't panic, let's get rid of this guy first." Dry Asia cried out in a rage. It still sounds full of energy, but there is a fear that cannot be hidden.

The Cult of God is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Persia. Although these people are his confidants, they know that they are here to deal with the holy woman, although they don't say it, most of them are always worried about it. The phrase, "God has come to punish us." That's what most people think, and when they say that, are they still in the mood to continue to fight against the true God? Ari told everyone not to panic, but the crowd was already in chaos, and most of them were running wolf, looking for a place to hide from the wind and sand.

Seeing that it was impossible to do anything, Han Yali roared, spit out the letter with a poisonous dragon, and pointed at Wu Mingmian with a sword. Wu Ming flashed sideways, and with a sharp force under his feet, he jumped over the chaotic crowd, and several dodged out of the enemy's encirclement.

The wind was getting stronger, the sand was filling the sky, and in the chaos and fog, it was too easy to break through the chaos of the enemy. He shook off the drought that still wanted to entangle him, and ran towards the way he came. According to the agreement, Zhu Yuqing and Esther are still waiting for him to turn under the sand dunes two miles away, once they are late, the wind and sand are raging, even if they don't die, they will definitely be separated, the sand sea is vast, if you want to meet again, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Wu Ming's feet did not touch the ground, castration was like the wind, and the person also turned into a golden lightning bolt in the desert. Although he is not good at light work, he is like lightning and thunder when he does it with all his strength. The sound of wind and sand behind him became louder and louder, piercing the eardrums, like a mountain and a sea. Looking at this scene, I am afraid that if he does not reach his destination, he will be drowned by the sandstorm.

"Xiaoqing, don't let anything happen to you."

His feet did not stop, but his heart sank to the bottom. I don't know whether to thank or curse God, while he is helping himself, he gives himself helplessness and despair, once Xiaoqing has three longs and two shorts, what should he do?

"...... of Yu Yu"

Nanwang's familiar cry came from afar, and its sound was clearly discernible despite the raging wind and sand. Wu Ming looked up and couldn't help but widen his eyes. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the sand in the sky had drawn a curtain of sand on the entire canopy. Faintly, Esther was controlling stiffness with one hand, supporting Zhu Yuqing with the other, followed by the Ming camel, the two of them were really like a light boat in a hurricane, as if they would soon be swallowed by this tyrannical world. But this strange team is still facing the wind and sand, step by step, unswervingly walking towards this side.

"Here!" Wu Ming's heart was ecstatic, and he rushed towards them with all his strength.

The overwhelming yellow sand came at them, as if the gods were swinging a huge shovel to tilt all the sand to the earth, scattering it on a few people, trying to bury them as best they could. Wu Ming rushed to them and looked south, "Let's go!" "Get out of the way. There is a sand dune next to it, and although I don't know what effect it will do to resist the wind and sand, it is better than nothing. The wind was blowing uncontrollably, and the whole world was filled with sand. Nanwang and Ah Ling were buried in half of their bodies, and it was already difficult to move an inch. Wu Ming was almost desperate, in front of this perverted power of heaven and earth, even a big mountain was estimated to be swept away, relying on the foundationless sand dunes in front of him, it was no different from sending him to death.

He fell to the ground, letting the sand bury him, and couldn't help but look at Zhu Yuqing in his arms. In such a scene, although Zhu Yuqing was not at a loss, his face was also a little uncertain. As soon as she saw Wu Ming looking, she had always been shy and restrained, but she was extremely bold at this time, her hands tightly hugged Wu Ming's waist, her lips were agitated, as if she was saying something, her ears were full of wind and sand, she couldn't hear what she said clearly, but Wu Ming looked at the shape of her mouth, but she could guess its content: "Ah Ming, thank you for accompanying me!" ”

Is this going to die? No, you can't die yet!

From the morning ambush to the present, the continuous battles, coupled with the desperate rush, made him exhausted, but at this time, Wu Ming didn't know the power that rose from there, and he hugged Zhu Yuqing in his arms and kissed her thin lips. The wind grew stronger, and the whole world blurred. In the confusion, Wu Ming felt that someone had handed a rope to him, this rope was very familiar, it was the reins of Nanwang's horse. He tried to turn his head, but saw Esther holding Ah Ling with her other hand, and her right hand was trying to grab him, and tears appeared in her big blue eyes, full of pleading.

His heart trembled, he couldn't care about anything anymore, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the helpless Rouyi in his hand, and then slowly clenched it.

The sky is dark, the sand is flying, the wind is roaring, and the yellow sand and sand and stones are dancing wildly, covering up a qiē, covering everything!