The body of the Sand Tur who rushed over was majestic, and the hideous face was like a ghost in the light of the campfire in the camp, but at the moment when the Sand Tur warrior rushed over, Yan Liqiang saw that the scimitar in this person's hand was a little special, just like a sickle, and at the same time, the palms of this Sand Tur warrior were pitch black, with a strange metallic luster......

The scene of killing the priest of the last Flame God Sect with the two disciples of the Ming Wangzong suddenly appeared in Yan Liqiang's mind, and Yan Liqiang was suddenly alert.

"Roar ......" The Shatu man who rushed over roared angrily, and more than ten meters away, the sickle-like guy in his hand had already taken off his hand and flew out, turning into a streamer of light, and flew towards Yan Liqiang's body.

If it is an ordinary person in the process of this kind of short-handed encounter, the opponent uses a flying knife and a hidden weapon at such a close distance, he will be surprised, and he will suffer a big loss, but Yan Liqiang, who has been prepared, when the opponent's guy leaves the palm and flies towards him, his body shape suddenly twists weirdly, and the whole person's feet do not leave the ground, but the whole person's body is folded from the knee, and he falls back all of a sudden, almost parallel to the ground。

The whistling sickle flew a foot above Yan Liqiang's face, and the strong wind brought Yan Liqiang's hair up, and when the sickle flew over, the long sword in Yan Liqiang's hand was also thrown out by Yan Liqiang.

The long sword thrown out by Yan Liqiang was like a baseball bat operated by those professional baseball players, not flying out in a straight line, but spinning like a frisbee, and flew over at a faster speed than the flying sickle, sticking to the ground.

When it comes to playing with hidden weapons, Yan Liqiang can be the ancestor of the Shatu people!

The whirling long sword first cut through the lower right knee of the rushing Shatu man without hindrance, and one of the small legs of the Shatu man was instantly separated from his body, and the rushing Shatu man screamed, and fell to the ground at once, but the whirling long sword was endless, and continued to fly towards Yan Liqiang's other two targets, and instantly caught up with the two rhinosaurus horses that had just run more than thirty meters away, cutting off the two legs of the two rhinosaurus horses, and the two rhinosaurus horses neighed in pain, and fell to the ground in an instant during the run, throwing the two people on horseback away......

After throwing out the long sword, Yan Liqiang's figure bounced up from the ground like a centipede, and in a leap of his body, he almost crossed three zhang in one step and came to the Shatu man who had a broken leg.

The sand tuck screamed, and the person was still lying on the ground before he got up, and his hands were already grabbing Yan Liqiang like ghost claws, trying to grab Yan Liqiang's feet.

Yan Liqiang frowned slightly, and between his legs, he avoided a claw of the Shatu man, and then before the Shatu man struggled to stand up, one of his feet had already stepped on the Shatu man's chest.

Yan Liqiang's strength is so great, this step, with a direct click, trampled on the sand man so much that his chest burst, his eyes spurted out, and the whole person was suddenly stepped on by Yan Liqiang Yan Liqiang stepped into the ground three inches, and most of the bones in his body were almost broken.

Yan Liqiang continued to rush forward, and after cutting off the two horse legs, the long sword that flew out flew back again, and was grabbed by Yan Liqiang, and then in an instant, it was thrown out again by Yan Liqiang.

The long sword swirled, crossing the space of dozens of meters, and the sand warrior who fell off the horse just bounced off the ground, and before he could react, the whirling long sword had already cut through his waist, and with a snort, he was directly divided into two pieces from his waist, and the whole person was split in two and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, in front of Yan Liqiang, there was no longer a Shatu person who could stand.

In the small valley, there was a thick smell of blood.

The whirling long sword slashed through a beautiful arc, spun back again, and was grabbed by Yan Liqiang.

Holding the long sword, Yan Liqiang walked towards the final goal step by step......

A rhinosaurus horse with a broken leg couldn't get up after it fell, and under the rhinosaurus horse, there was also an old man of the Shatu people with a gloomy face, and the old man of the Shatu people had an arrow wound on his shoulder, which should have been shot by Yan Liqiang in the tent before, and most of the old man's body was stained red with blood.

The old man struggled on the ground, trying to pull one of his stirrup-covered legs out from under the rhinosaurus, but the heavy body of the rhinosaurus horse was as heavy as a mountain to the old man.

Looking at Yan Liqiang, who came over with a long sword, the old man of the sand tutu stopped struggling, his eyes contracted, and the whole person gasped violently, "Who are you, we are a regular sand tuan caravan, protected by the laws of your Han Empire, why are you attacking us, if you want money, they are all in that tent?", the old man also stretched out his trembling hand, pointed to a tent not far away, and then subconsciously covered his arms with his other hand......

Yan Liqiang stopped ten steps away from the old man, and did not continue to get closer, Yan Liqiang was still a little afraid of the methods of these priests of the Shatu Flame God Sect, these priests of the Flame Mountain God Sect, all of them were old men, they seemed to be weak, but when it came to evil methods, it was impossible to prevent it.

Hearing the words of this old man in the sand tu, Yan Liqiang smiled, his gaze swept over the priest of the Flame God Sect, and smiled coldly, "Don't pretend, you must know who I am, the three people you sent to Pingxi City are estimated to be dead, now it's your turn, what are your last words!"

"How did you know we were here?" The old man suddenly calmed down, the look of fear on his face disappeared at once, and he looked at Yan Liqiang and asked.

"Well, for the sake of your death, it doesn't hurt for me to tell you......" Yan Liqiang's eyes rolled, and he said casually, "The reason why I knew that you were here and set a trap in the city was of course someone told me, don't think that you Shatu people are monolithic, if you die here, in addition to Lin Qingtian will be disappointed, there will naturally be people in the seven Shatu departments who will be happy!"

"It's impossible to ......" The old man's face changed drastically, and then he suddenly became hideous, looking at Yan Liqiang, "We Shatu people will not let you go......"

"Really?" Yan Liqiang smiled coldly, "If you don't plan to let me go, then let's die!"

After saying this, Yan Liqiang threw out the long sword in his hand, only ten steps away, and the long sword turned into a cold light, which passed through the chest of the Flame God Sect priest in an instant, nailing the old man of the sand tuck to the ground.

The hilt of the long sword was still trembling, and the priest of the Flame God Sect, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, stared, and died instantly......

Yan Liqiang waited for half a minute, and saw that the old man was completely immobile, and there was nothing abnormal around, so he slowly walked over, pulled out the long sword inserted in the old man's chest, and then carefully used the long sword to pick open the clothes on the old man's chest......

On the old man's chest, there was a small black snake that was still twisting, which had been cut off by the long sword that Yan Liqiang had just thrown, looking at the snake, Yan Liqiang was secretly awe-inspiring, just now when the old man was talking about wealth, he deliberately made an action to cover up the things in his arms, that action is a death trap, if he is really greedy for money, or has curiosity, seeing the performance of this old man with a sand rush, he will definitely think that there is something precious in his arms, if he really turns it, then what awaits him is probably the kiss of death of this dark poisonous snake。

There were also bursts of screams from the tents of the Shatu, which were wailing from the Shatu who had not yet died from the arrow wounds.

Yan Liqiang glanced at the camp of the Shatu people that he had destroyed, and then looked at the sky, his face was a little solemn, he groaned slightly, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place in an instant......

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More than ten minutes after Yan Liqiang left here, on a tree not far from the corpse of the Shatu Flame Priest just now, a bird suddenly flew up and flew directly to the west, and after more than half an hour, the horse's hooves roared in this small valley, the torches surged, and the murderous Pingxi County Overseer Liu Yucheng personally brought a team of cavalry here, looking at the corpses all over the place and the tents full of arrow holes, Liu Yucheng gasped, and couldn't believe that this was something that one person could do in such a short time......

"Bring me all the sand dogs that are still alive, and make up for those who are seriously injured and can't be saved......"