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Old man Luo was slightly stunned, and before he could figure out what Zhen Yinjian meant, Hu Sang was angry.

He pulled out a golden-backed machete with a thud, and the ferocity on his face became a little heavier, as if he was a little impatient.

"Damn, this king wants you to die in the third watch, and you still want to live to the fifth watch? Sons, give me ......"

Hu Sang was about to kill Zhen Yinjian, Kirkel and others, but he heard a leisurely sigh.

"There is not just one person to die here today, but thirty-six lives to be lost. As soon as Zhen Yinjian's words came out, he made Kirkel at first. Old man Luo and Hu Sang didn't understand.

And when Hu Sang found that Zhen Yinjian's eyes were looking at his side, he suddenly understood something and became furious.

"Little thing, it's so tired of daring to threaten us sand bandits! Brothers, what do you say I should do?" Hu Sang raised his face, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

......

At the same time, the sand bandits also understood what Zhen Yinjian meant, and they were all filled with righteous indignation, wanting to personally kill the strangely dressed kid in front of them.

It turned out that the thirty-six lives that Zhen Yinjian said were for the thirty-six sand bandits who came this time. Obviously, Zhen Yinjian's words contained a threat, meaning that Hu Sang and other dry sand bandits would die here today.

"Alas, young man, it's impulsive after all!" Old Man Luo, who was already ready to sacrifice his life to die, sighed in his heart when he heard Zhen Yinjian's words, his face was already shocked, and he lost hope in his heart.

Zhen Yinjian's remarks did no good at all except for the speed of his tongue, but in vain he provoked this group of murderous and unblinking sand bandits. Originally, sacrificing him alone could save the remaining five, but now I am afraid that this posture will have to be explained here.

"What the hell is this guy up to, trying to kill us?" Kirker and the rest of the caravan trembled angrily, annoyed that Zhen Yinjian had messed up a good situation. Now the other four are in danger of their lives.

"Raise your sabre, leave not one behind!" said Husan as he sat down on the tall desert horse, blew a whistle, and then rushed over with thirty-five sand bandits with a wave of a bend.

Wherever the iron hooves go, the wind and sand fall, the momentum is huge, and people have the feeling of facing thousands of troops. What a bunch of vicious Morrosa bandits!

Just as Kirkel and the others were closing their eyes and waiting for death, Zhen Yinjian's right hand turned into a palm, his body drove forward, and he rushed into the thirty-six sand bandits head-on.

"Young man, you ......" Old man Luo's eyes widened, and when he thought that he was dazzled, Zhen Yinjian was like a tiger entering a flock, easily dodging the sand bandits' saber slashing, and every time he made a move, a sand bandit immediately turned over and fell off the horse, and his neck was crooked and died.

In this way, in just ten breaths, all thirty-five sand bandits fell and died, leaving only Hu Sang with a pale face.

"Kicked to the iron plate!" Although Hu San didn't understand why his brother folded so quickly, he knew that he had met someone who couldn't meet the other party today, and his face became extremely difficult to look at.

You must know that just now he still decided the life and death of these people in front of him with a majestic word, who knew that the time of ten breaths would be easy to attack and defend, and he would also become a lonely person, and even worry about his life!

"Good kill!" Kirkel's face was blood-red, he didn't expect Zhen Yinjian to have such a great ability, so easily kill these thirty-five terrifying sand bandits, seeing that the rest of the sand bandit leaders were also going to die, his mood became more and more excited.

"Good kill!" The other three caravan attendants also cheered for Zhen Yinjian in unison, as if they were currying favor with Zhen Yinjian.

"It seems that I underestimated this young man, and his identity is probably not just a caravan wanderer. Old man Luo's wise eyes turned, obviously he had guessed that Zhen Yinjian's identity was not ordinary.

After all, even if there were one or two brave people in an ordinary caravan, there would never be anyone with such a high level of kung fu, enough to kill thirty-five fierce sand bandits in an instant. This is simply to be able to hear the script in the play!

"You, what do you want to do?" In the face of Zhen Yinjian's pressing step by step, Hu Sang moved the horse rope and retreated little by little. His face was very ugly, and he knew that if he was caught one-on-one with Zhen Yinjian, it would definitely be his fate. Therefore, he had a retreat in his heart.

"What do you want to do, naturally kill your infamous sand bandit Hu San, and let you go with your thirty-five brothers!" Zhen Yinjian smiled, stepping on the yellow sand step by step, approaching the only remaining sand bandit leader.

Seeing the burly sand bandit leader riding a tall horse step by step, while Zhen Yinjian, who was thin and relatively short, was pressing step by step, the two formed a stark gap, which made several people in the camel caravan stunned!

"It's amazing!" Kirkel looked at Zhen Yinjian's not very tall figure, and suddenly sighed.

"Mountains and rivers take turns, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, today you let me Hu Sang go, don't kill them all, I will have a lot of thanks in the future!" Hu San's cheeks were dripping with sweat, his legs were trembling, but he tried to make himself appear calm.

Kirkel and Old Man Luo looked at each other and smiled, who would have thought that Husan, the most famous and brutal reckless knife in the Morro Desert, would have such a time to beg for mercy?

"Hahaha......" Zhen Yinjian laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Interesting and interesting, I really didn't expect that the leader of the evil sand bandits, who was covered in blood and had countless lives on his hands, would tell me what kind of mountains and rivers take turns, and you have to spare people and spare people, you are really a fucking talent!"

As soon as Zhen Yinjian said this, Hu Sang's face immediately turned as red as a monkey's butt to his neck, and the camel caravan people also burst into laughter, and all the earlier death threats came to naught.

"You kid, don't deceive people too much. This king reminds you, Lao Tzu is a disciple of the Mobei poisonous dragon Abule, kill me, you will face the pursuit of the entire Mobei Gang, have you thought about it?" At this time, Hu Sang knew that he had to think of a way, otherwise he would die today.

Only then did he remember that his cheap master Mobei Poison Dragon Able. Thinking of this old fellow, his originally pounding heart calmed down a little.

"Mobei Poison Dragon?" Zhen Yinjian's face once again showed a look of doubt. He didn't know anything about the people here when he came to the Southern Buddha Land, and the "Mobei Poison Dragon" in the mouth of the sand bandit leader seemed to have some fame, but he didn't know what he was capable of.

"Mobei Poison Dragon!" When they heard these four words, everyone who was looking at the scenery with a smile on their faces was shocked, and their faces were different when they looked at Hu Sang.

"Young man, let him go, the Mobei Poison Dragon is not easy to mess with!" Old man Luo lined up on Zhen Yinjian's shoulder, and there was an extra layer of worry on his face.