The desert is vast and vast, with only wind and sand, which is extremely difficult to cross. The desert city sits firmly on an oasis, where merchants from east to west settle down, and slowly develop into a city. It is said that it is a city, but I am really sorry for the word city, large pieces of stone are not polished, piled up into four extremely high walls, and the gate is closed by a gate more than three people high, which is the only moat in the desert city.

High.

It's really high.

If a young person who is not very good at light skills wants to climb into the desert city at night, most of them will have to fall to their death.

Wu Wenjun stood at the head of the city wall and prayed silently to the sky. His mother had told him that there must be immortals, and that there are immortals in the desert, and that if you pray sincerely, the gods will bless you.

A man walked silently to the head of the city.

Twilight. The desert at dusk was quiet, just cold, bone-chilling. The man silently put on a coat for Wu Wenjun and said, "It's windy and sandy here, let's go down, if you let the eldest young master know, you have to beat us." ”

Wu Wenjun said: "Uncle Zhao, do you say that my brother can come back safely, can the demonic beasts that killed people outside the desert city be subdued?"

Uncle Zhao shook his head and said, "The little one has never practiced martial arts, nor has he ever seen that demonic beast. But everyone in the city talked about the tiger's color change, and it was indeed extremely terrifying to think about the monster. However, the eldest young master is known as the first person in the desert city, although he was a little reckless this time, but he brought a lot of people who knew kung fu to go, and he didn't think he would suffer too much. ”

Wu Wenjun sighed, he was only twelve years old, and he was actually a little sad when he sighed, and said, "Wu Jiuding has already spent a lot of money to invite an exorcist to come over. Why didn't my brother wait, and wait for the exorcist to go over together, the odds should always be better. ”

Uncle Zhao shook his head and said: "The exorcist is just drawing talismans to make ghosts, not necessarily a master, the city lord invited the exorcist this time, most likely to stabilize the people's hearts." During this time, there were too many people killed by the beasts, and it is said that a hundred ghosts can always be heard crying at night, and some people can see a hundred ghosts walking at night. The old slave hasn't seen or heard anything these days, most of them are old, can't see or hear clearly. ”

Wu Wenjun is funny when he thinks of this, what a hundred ghosts cry in the city, what a hundred ghosts walk at night, it's all, it's almost the same to scare a three-year-old doll, and it's almost the same to scare a twelve-year-old me? No way!

He believes in God, not from demons!

Wu Wenjun said: "Uncle Zhao, just let me out, I want to go to my brother." ”

Uncle Zhao said with a sad face: "Little young master, don't embarrass me, when the eldest young master comes back, you lose it, and the eldest young master has to slaughter me and feed the dogs." ”

Wu Wenjun didn't say anything more, turned around and went down the city.

Uncle Zhao followed closely behind.

"Ahhh

After a few steps, there were several pig-killing howls in the sky, and suddenly there was a "bang", and dust and smoke rose from the city wall. Wu Wenjun was stunned for a moment and looked at the dusty place.

"Ahem, ahem, fuck the fucking sandstorm!" a voice scolded

"Long Yu! Are you fucking embarrassed to say? Your fucking flesh is all white? Lao Tzu carried the little silver feather on his back and used the method of standing on the ground King Kong, standing well, you are good, and the fat meat is still floating up? Lao Tzu is not trying to hold you, he will be swept in by this wind and sand, and you are embarrassed to cry out in pain?" Another scolding voice sounded. I only heard this voice suddenly become gentle, and continued: "Xiao Yinling, it doesn't matter to you, right? Hey, what are you staring at me for? I hugged you tightly just now, not to protect you? If I don't hold you tightly, I can't wrap you with spiritual power, if I don't wrap you, you will be hurt!"

Wu Wenjun said, "Who are you?" His small hand had already pointed forward, and his hands were open, as if they contained infinite spiritual power. The wind and sand outside, which had been calm, suddenly became rampant.

Who can fight against the heavenly power of sandstorm? Long Yu walked away from the ghost gate a few times, and his answer was that only celestial beings can fight against this kind of heavenly might!

Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, there are a total of seven realms of martial arts, Long Yu and Chen Xiaoxiao were enhanced by the old man Xinghan and reached the realm of Yuheng, which can barely be regarded as entering the hall on the martial arts, but it can be said that he has to confront Tianwei, and in addition to Chen Xiaoxiao's forcible use of Standing King Kong in the Yuheng realm, he can stabilize his body, and there are not many people who can do it. When they reach the Yaoguang realm, they can probably become celestials, and they will naturally not have any difficulty in fighting against Tianwei.

Back then, Long Yu was naughty, playing on the beach when the tide was rising, and was slapped away by a big wave, Long Ying rushed to hear the sound, and split the tide of the East China Sea with one palm, and the monstrous wave was divided into two. The tide parted for more than a moment, and until now it has been talked about by the people of Nightstring City.

Tsk, when did I get to my aunt's kind of cultivation, I was still afraid of the storm of bullshit! Damn, I knew that there were so many benefits of practicing martial arts, and I should have practiced martial arts in the first place.

But this kid in front of him can actually control the sandstorm?!

Long Yu squinted and looked, this kid is quite interesting.

Uncle Zhao suddenly pressed Wu Wenjun's little hand, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Little young master!"

Wu Wenjun nodded, put his hand down, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Ranger, Long Yu!"

"Ranger, Chen Xiaoxiao!"

"Exorcist, Silver Feather!"

The young man's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "You are the exorcist invited by Wu Jiuding? Didn't the lone eagle send you?

Yinling asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"

Wu Wenjun said: "I took you to meet someone, and when you meet that person, you will know who I am and what you should do next." As for you two rangers.....

Before Wu Wenjun finished speaking, a person suddenly jumped to the wall and asked, "Little master, is there an enemy attack?" Wu Wenjun saw that the person who came was Wu Jiuding's newly recruited ranger, and he wanted to see the excitement, and said with a smile: "Not bad!"

The man was equipped with two knives, and when he heard Wu Wenjun say "not bad", the murderous aura on his body could no longer be concealed, and the double knives were still out of the sheath, and the murderous aura was already full of the city.

Wu Wenjun said: "Don't move that woman, those two, you can dispose of them!"

Uncle Zhao looked at all this and shook his head, this little young master's temperament is really quirky, he likes to watch people fight, last time there were two gangs of rogues in the desert city, for a few women to fight in the desert city, the little young master sat on the roof of a house, watching the two groups of people fight, and in the end it was really boring, so he took action himself and slaughtered all the two groups. In recent years, the temperament has become more capricious and quirky. Thanks to the eldest young master, without the eldest young master, the little young master is afraid that even that little bit of humanity will be lost.

Wu Wenjun continued: "Zhang Laoliu, you should know, the fight is too boring, it is very likely that you will be killed by me!"

He's talking about two groups of people, three lives.

Zhang Laoliu was originally a member of the Zhuang family, and by chance learned a few knife techniques, he became a monk halfway, became a ranger, and followed the most famous "storm" ranger group in this area. Wu Jiuding, the city lord of Desert City, invited an exorcist to appease the souls on the one hand, and invited the "Storm" Ranger Group to come to help, and the head of the "Storm" Ranger Group owed Wu Jiuding a lot of favors before, so without saying a word, he brought someone over, he knew that no matter how strong the Warcraft was, it was also a beast. I'm afraid that someone is playing tricks? Why did the beast attack the desert city? The reason behind this is intriguing. He thought about it, and finally felt that someone was playing ghosts, so he sent people to take turns to post at the head of the city.

Zhang Lao Liu is the sixth in the family, but his strength in the "Storm" Ranger Group is more than sixth. His knife doesn't know how many people he has killed to practice such a murderous aura.

His sword was unsheathed.

Long Yu said in a deep voice: "I'll come!"

Chen Xiaoxiao nodded. Protecting Yinling behind her, Yinling was really a little blindfolded, what? Going to fight? Why did you fight again? Why did you fight? Didn't you say take me to meet someone?

Zhang Lao Liu rushed to attack, he only had one knife, but during his attack, the other knife was actually in his hand.

Draw the knife!

Zhang Lao Liu knew that the moment Long Yu held the sword, he knew that he couldn't win him with a single sword. Long Yu Hanmang is in his hand, although his ability is not a few points, the sword is already capable of blocking nine swords. Zhang Lao Liu cut and slashed, the faster he cut, the more he coordinated, the double knife cooperation was exquisite. Long Yu only did the defensive, retreating while defending, and saw that he had retreated to the wall.

Yinling exclaimed: "Long Yu!"

Chen Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Don't worry, this kid Long Yu is in the shadows!"

Wu Wenjun said in a low voice: "Zhang Lao Liu lost. ”

Long Yu was pressed step by step by the double knife, Zhang Laoliu swept the thousands of troops with the double knife, Long Yu jumped to the wall with his feet, and could dodge. Zhang Laoliu almost succeeded, but he didn't succeed, he was very angry, and stabbed again, Long Yu did a front flip, and flipped over from the top of Zhang Laoliu's head, and Zhang Laoliu chased after him with a double knife. The corners of Long Yu's mouth were upturned up, and the cold mangs were handed over, and they were against Zhang Laoliu's chest.

Zhang Laoliu didn't dare to move, he knew that if he took a step forward, the other party's sword intent would penetrate his chest, but why? What was wrong with his moves? Why did he slip under his feet? He has practiced swords for more than ten years, his talent is not high, but his diligence is full, not to mention how solid he is in the next game, but he will definitely not slip forward. He was just about to look down, only to hear Long Yu's voice sound: "Don't look at it, it's ice." ”

Lao Tzu's ability being reduced in the desert does not mean that half a point cannot be used.

Although his double knives were powerful and powerful, Long Yu knew that even if he bargained for a bargain in his moves, he would definitely not fight quickly, so he only took a defensive position, and then deliberately sold a lot of flaws, so that Zhang Lao Liu thought that he was about to win, but he was dodged by himself every time, which made Zhang Lao Liu's double knives more urgent, and he would not notice that he had secretly laid a layer of ice on the ground.

Zhang Lao Liu said: "Despicable!"

Long Yu smiled: "You take back the double sword, and I will also take back the sword." You're going to try it again?"

Chen Xiaoxiao scolded: "This stupid X, doing superfluous things again!"

Long Yu had already thawed the ice on the ground, and there was only a little water stain left at the head of the city wall, Zhang Laoliu said: "I can't ask for it!"

Zhang Lao Liu jumped back a few steps, put his hands on the double knife, and shouted: "I'm on!"

As soon as the words fell, a burst of sand had been swept up from behind, surrounding Zhang Lao Liuliu layer by layer, Wu Wenjun raised his hand, obviously he controlled the sand, only to hear him say: "Shameful guy, do you want to lose people again?"

Zhang Laoliu was shocked, he obviously felt a chill and a murderous aura after killing countless people, this kid, is he going to kill himself?

The double knife waved, wanting to cut the sand, but he couldn't see the sand anyway, Zhang Laoliu was even more afraid in his heart, and the hand holding the double knife was almost about to be put down.

"The mayfly shakes the tree!" Wu Wenjun clenched his hands and said, "Sand Hang!" The mass of sand urgently gathered and devoured Zhang Laoliu.

Wu Wenjun's clenched fists, his bones gurgling, obviously clenched a little tighter, and the mass of sand slowly began to seep blood. Wu Wenjun said: "I really don't understand what Wu Jiuding is calling you waste, let alone brother, even I can destroy you!"

"Ahh

Wu Wenjun turned his head to Long Yu and Chen Xiaoxiao and said, "Your strength seems to be not bad, where are you rangers!"

Long Yu was obviously also taken aback, this little man is obviously not really small, but because he is still a child, and his body has not yet grown, a child of this age, can't he feel the slightest fear of killing?

Long Yu's eyes became solemn, and he said, "Sister Yin won't go with you." We're here with no ill intent, and if you insist on doing it, I don't mind accompaniment!"

Wu Wenjun laughed a few times: "Okay! I want to see how many catties and taels you have!"

Uncle Zhao said: "Little master!"

Wu Wenjun turned his head and glared at Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao was stunned, and he didn't dare to say any more, this, this is not the little young master, even if the little young master has a quirky temperament, he will not kill me! This is absolutely impossible, but the look in his eyes just now is really too scary, as if something substantial has penetrated his heart. It's like, yes, like a beast that has been hungry for a long time, staring at its prey.

Wu Wenjun said: "Which of the two of you will come first? Of course, I don't mind if you go together!"

Long Yu gritted his teeth, damn, who do you look down on? Just wanted to take a step forward, but was held down by Chen Xiaoxiao's shoulder, Chen Xiaoxiao said in a low voice: "This environment is not suitable for you to fight!

Before Chen Xiaoxiao could wait for Long Yu to answer, he had already taken a step forward. Of course, they won't fight two or one, so when Chen Xiaoxiao stepped forward, he represented Chen Xiaoxiao in the battle. Although Long Yu was unhappy, he was also happy.

His cultivation method was slightly different from others, others cultivated desperately, and Long Yu thought desperately. So, coincidentally, Long Yu also likes to watch people fight, he can always see something from the combat strength of others, and when he was still in Night String City before, he often pulled the dragon slave and let him fight with the others under Long Ying, and he watched from the sidelines. For example, the sword kills, the knife kills, and poison kills, so what is the difference between killing people with a sword and killing people with poison? So he started to play with medicine after he was nine years old, but unfortunately, he was not talented enough, and he gave up halfway, but it was not all without benefits, at least he had quite resistance to sweat pills, * and the like.

Of course, those are not life and death fights, there are not many things to see, and there are not many things he thinks, the biggest feeling is that the sword is used to kill, and the sword moves are meaningless, so there is only the perception of "the world's martial arts, only fast and not broken", the sword is fast enough, and it can naturally kill.

Later, when he came out of Night String City, his battles were more of a wit, using the time of day, terrain, and analyzing the opponent's abilities and fighting habits.

So, he began to look intently.

Probably Chen Xiaoxiao also means this, Long Yu has a good comprehension, watching the battle on the side, if he is unfortunately defeated, Long Yu can see some ways in the battle, and he can naturally save himself, or, no matter how bad it is, he can also avenge himself!

Chen Xiaoxiao had a very bad plan, it doesn't mean that things will definitely develop like that, he has already opened his posture, shouted, and his spiritual power spurted out.