Jia Jie smiled slightly and put his hand on the red crow's shoulder.

The warm and powerful hands give the red crow infinite strength. Putting aside the worries, at least the worries on his face, the red crow helped Jia Jie straighten his collar, looked at it for a moment, and showed a bright smile.

Jia Jie smiled and said softly, "The little farmer and I will come back as soon as possible."

After saying that, Jia Jie raised his eyebrows, patted the sword on his waist, and strode towards the tyrannical desert.

The red crow looked at the back, never spoke, just bit his lip and tried to look.

He hadn't gone far when a whirlwind of sheep's horns rumbled, crashed head-on, pulled up a sand dune, and flew straight past three feet away. Although he had already judged that it was impossible for it to collide with him, Jia Jie's left hand with his sword still tightened unconsciously.

Looking at the countless whirlwinds towering above the vast desert like pillars of heaven, Jia Jie could only pray secretly: "Little farmer, there must be no trouble."

The little peasant stubbornly got up, shook off the sand without saying a word, and stared at the front. His eyes, which were always smiling, had been burned red by the battle intent in his chest at this time.

Engrossed in staring at his opponent's every move, the little farmer realized how miraculous the "chaotic magic trick" that Jia Jie had taught him. With the support of strong spiritual power, as long as he wants to, he can see the opponent's movements and even the opponent's intentions

Relying on this, although he has been knocked down more than a dozen times, he has avoided the key point every time, so he can still get up.

His body tensed, but his expression became more and more relaxed, as if he was standing in the thick green medicine bush, whimpering and playing.

The footsteps kept moving, and the little farmer kept adjusting his movements according to the reaction of his opponent. The footsteps are very small, but they can always avoid some tricky angles, so that the cunning big-headed demon beast on the opposite side has no choice but to collide head-on. In frontal combat, the little farmer's body is too flexible, and he can always avoid the fatal blow at the last moment, which makes the big-headed monster cry out for help

Finally, although the monster is ferocious, it still obeys the rules. When the little farmer broke through the wind, found them, and said that he would fight the big-headed monster alone, as the strongest person within tens of thousands of miles, the big-headed monster agreed as soon as his head was hot under the fanatical gaze of his subordinates.

In fact, behind the yellow wind wall, there are 3,000 of Yan Nong's subordinates. If those monsters collide in a group, their own group is estimated to have nothing left. It thought that it was going to fight Yan Nong alone, even if the other party's subordinates came here, they would not fight in a group without morality, if they fought alone, he would be afraid of who would come

To survive in the cruel desert, you need not only muscles, but also brains, if not much, at least a little.

The wind around them grew stronger.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone could release a faint energy barrier to block some wind and sand, it is estimated that there would be a belly of sand by now. However, watching his body constantly being buried by the yellow sand falling from the sky, even these monsters living at the bottom of the sand are a little uncomfortable.

Thundered

Another whirlwind blew. A few monsters only cared about the boss's battle, but they didn't avoid it in time. After the gale, only a few drops of blood were left to spill down.

The sand dunes they had just stood on had turned into a deep ravine, which was soon filled with the surrounding sand.

The big-headed monster saw that his subordinates were killed by the strong wind, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously. It was at this moment that Yan Nong moved

The big-headed monster also reacted, what is wrong today, he was actually distracted during the battle, could it be that he turned into anger when he was old: good boy, he dared to take the initiative to find death

With a bang, Yan Nong fell heavily to the ground, and the big-headed monster on the opposite side looked at the wound on his neck with a frightened expression, his eyes full of disbelief.

Finally, blood gushed out from the wound the size of a sea bowl. The big-headed monster that has been crisscrossing the desert for nearly 10,000 years has ended its life of regret.

Yan Nong trembled and got up. Half pain, half excitement. Looking at the big-headed monster that fell to the ground, a simple smile bloomed at the corner of Yan Nong's mouth, representing his simple happiness

A simple battle, a simple purpose, a simple teenager

After a moment, though, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Not because of the rioting herd. Although he was covered in wounds, he could not withstand too much shock. But the saved strength gave him at least half a chance that he could escape from the herd.

Now, this group of powerful monsters, looking at Yan Nong's gaze, there is only fear left, which makes the little farmer very proud.

What really made him laugh was the figure who broke through the wind and walked with a sword. The man had a very smelly face. It's a sign that someone's ass is in trouble.

So, Yan Nong, who did not change his face in front of the beasts, only had time to show a flattering smile, and he felt that the world was spinning, and he fell to the ground, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

Jia Jie waved his palm and dispersed the whirlwind on the opposite side, and then looked at Yan Nong with some tears and laughter, and a little relieved.

Unconsciously touching his face, Jia Jie said to himself: "Am I so terrible" After coming back, Yan Nong saw the red crow waiting outside the medicine bush, and thought that he would inevitably be reprimanded. So, the little guy lowered his head, cried and mourned, and pretended to be pitiful. Because according to past experience, after this "preparation", the red crow will usually be soft-hearted, and he can suffer less sin.

Who knew that after a while, the red crow still didn't make a sound.

The little farmer felt a little strange in his heart, so he raised his head and peeked in, and it happened to meet the eyes of the red crow. Suddenly, Yan Nong, who boasted that he was not afraid of the sky and the earth, was struck by lightning.

He saw in the red crow's eyes exhaustion and distress, and a hint of disappointment

Cultivating to a realm like Yannong, the soul is already extremely sensitive, and his grasp of other people's feelings is also very accurate. The emotions in the red crow's eyes, he definitely couldn't be mistaken

Disappointed, Master was actually disappointed in himself

Didn't she know that the little farmer had just defeated the big-headed monster alone, and that the strongest monster within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, its huge blood essence was lying behind her

Didn't she see that she was followed by a monster with a thousand heads, and they were all "little brothers" that she had subdued, and she didn't know how good her apprentice was

How could she be disappointed in the small farmer

For a while, the little farmer's heart was full of shock, disbelief, grievance, and even resentment.

He Yannong, born with the pride of the human race, grew up under the care of his elders since he was a child. He grew up with countless praises, pampering and pride. Many clansmen have already compared him to Jia Jie when he was a teenager, calling him "the pride of the sky", the future of the Yan clan

Growing up in such an environment, although Yan Nong did not develop an arrogant character, his conceit in his heart can be imagined. Although what happened in the Huanglong Immortal Mansion made Yan Nong wake up a little more, and made him realize the gap between him and Jia Jie. But after the loss, he chalked it all down to time and experience. Even in the depths of his heart, the young peasant always thought that as long as he was given time, he might not be able to surpass Jia Jie and become the strongest man of the Yan clan and the object of worship of many clansmen.

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