"What the hell is going on?" Xu Chu looked at Shang Yunmu, who was in great pain, puzzled, but helpless.

It didn't take long for the empty ground to "buzz" again, different from the last tremor, this time it seemed less moving, more like the turmoil caused by the running of war horses.

Sure enough, in the flying dust, a group of people and horses rushed towards Shang Yunmu, those people were wearing silver masks, linen robes, sheepskin shoulders, except for the mask part, the whole head was wrapped in a black gauze hat. Horses neighed, golden sand covered the sky, and the dust-stained trees and weeds seemed to have been painted with golden paint, carrying the mystery of a foreign culture.

"Are you Xu Chu, Xu Zhongkang? The horse team in alien costumes revolved around the three of them, and one of them, the man who seemed to be the leader of the team, directly set his eyes on Xu Chu's body.

The little leader is sturdy, with a sword around his waist, and a pair of rough hands covered with calluses, he looks like a master with a sword, and when he sees Xu Chu, his eyes have a few hints of excitement.

Xu Chu glared at the leader and said: "Since you know my Xu Chu's prestige, you don't get off your horse and be bound, although I don't know who you are now, but your war horses are all from the military camp of the Xiqiang Rangers, who are you!"

The little leader on the high horse had deep eyes, and he couldn't help but feel admiration when he saw Xu Chu actually see their origin so quickly. He put his hands behind him, looked up at Xu Chu's back, and stretched out his hand to point in Cao Xian'er's direction, "Where did you come from, go back, otherwise there will be no princess in Wei Kingdom." ”

"You ......" Xu Chu was enraged.

Shang Yunmu watched the conversation between the two men and felt that the atmosphere was very depressing.

However, I have to say that the voice of the little boss is really good, clear like spring water, which is very different from the thick voice of the Qiang people that Shang Yunmu saw in the TV series before, and there is a taste of Jiangnan people.

Xu Chu didn't put his right hand on the giant blade behind him, ready to fight. It can be seen that it is a very heavy giant sword, and it can't cover the momentum of the sword on the back of a tall fierce man like Xu Chu.

The little leader said in a deep voice: "Xu Zhongkang, do you want to avenge your people? Ha ha...... You're no match for me, but I'm not going to kill you, so let's go. ”

Revenge?

When Xu Chu heard the man hiding in the foreign robe say those two words, he suddenly remembered that in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the family where he was killed had never found the murderer.

"Who are you? If you don't give me an explanation today, I will never let you go!" Xu Chu roared, like a tiger roaring, shaking everyone's ears numb.

The little leader looked at Shang Yunmu in front of him, just like looking at an angry child, his eyes showed a sense of amusement and distress, and he said faintly: "Explain? Then you have to speak with strength, I never give any explanation to weak people." ”

Xu Chu immediately let out a long shout, his body emitted a circle of turquoise light, and the nine spinning star beads appeared behind him again, draped in gorgeous flames, and then a mysterious force in his body burst out like ripples, directly shaking the little leader off the horse.

"Then I'll let you see my strength!" Xu Chu glared at the mysterious man standing on the desert, and then he pulled out the giant blade behind him, and without saying a word, he volleyed into the air and slashed directly at the cheek of the little leader.

Seeing that Jian Feng was about to split the mask, Shang Yunmu on the side was becoming more and more curious in his heart, what was the origin of these people in front of him, the Qiang people he saw on weekdays rarely wore masks, and they were also silver masks, which were very luxurious. But the sword didn't hit the little boss, and the leader just made a casual sideways movement, and the sword slid down the sackcloth robe. Xu Chu's sword is a medium-grade weapon, the Xuan Qi is attached to the blade of the sword, and the strong aura cuts through the mysterious man's robe, and the armor in the linen shirt of the little leader also leaks out.

Shang Yunmu saw the armor hidden in the man's linen clothes, his face changed greatly, and he felt more and more that something was wrong......

The little leader looked down at the neat cut on his shirt and the armor exposed inside, and let out a meaningful laugh, taking advantage of Xu Chu's pause, his two fingers clamped his giant blade, and with a turn of his fingers, he crushed the sword body in an instant. The giant blade shattered into two, and the little leader grabbed the blade of the sword and threw it in front of Xu Chu.

It was this simple technique that made Shang Yunmu take a small step back unconsciously, and he really realized at this moment that the team in front of him was obviously not an ordinary Xiqiang team, and even a Nine Realm Xuan Master like Xu Chu couldn't pass a move.

After suppressing the anger in his heart, he carefully looked at the people wearing silver masks behind the little leader, each of them had a strong Xuan power stirring in their bodies, and it was clear that they were a team of cultivators who were at least above the Twelve Realms.

"When you speak, a man must dare to act. Tell me, what are your origins!" Xu Chu yelled.

No one responded, and in addition to his voice echoing in the desert west of Hexi, there was only wind and sand in the sky.

Just as Xu Chu walked slowly towards the little leader, wanting to get more information about the person in front of him, in the depths of the Hexi Desert, there were suddenly several hysterical beast roars, the sound was thick and loud, and it shook the war horses under all the mysterious people in the entire corridor into anxiety.

The ground shook violently, and the black clouds in the sky became even lower, pressing downward.

The little leader looked up at the sky, only he was present without a trace of anxiety and panic, he smiled and said to the people behind him: "It seems that it is time to go home, the master told us to go back." ”

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Shang Yunmu, revealing a sense of nostalgia, but he still turned around and walked towards the injured old horse on the ground. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a green mist flowed out of his hand, and the mist permeated the body of the old horse that had been shattered, and the wounds on its body were miraculously repairing quickly.

Xu Chu half-knelt on the desert, looking at his shattered giant blade.

The little leader didn't answer immediately, and after curing the horse's injury, he jumped on the horse's back and said gently: "I advise you, the Xiqiang people are not easy to mess with, there is a great wizard hidden in the Qiang tribe, he can bless the Qiang people, so that all the blessed people are immune to the damage caused by the occult technique." You only know a little bit about cultivation, so don't go any further and give up your life. ”

"Who are you, and why are you here?" asked Shang Yunmu.

The little leader patted the horse's back and walked deeper, "When you are strong enough, go find a place called Poor Evil Mountain, where you want the answer." ”

At this time, a white python came out of nowhere, wrapped around Shang Yunmu's feet, and bit his right leg, his whole consciousness became drowsy, and he only vaguely heard the voice of the previous little leader from the depths of the desert: "Boy, it should be a meeting gift for you, you have now planted the poison of the bone python, go to the Great Wilderness Sect of Xiliang to find Hua Tuo to detoxify you......

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