"Hehe, purple-blooded and black-hearted, you also underestimate my Pu Qinghe, underestimate the gold content of my Floating Cloud Sect's Floating Cloud List! If we want to kill you, how can we not plan carefully?" Pu Qinghe looked at Purple Blood and Black Heart contemptuously, and said coldly: "What you said about cooperating with the Hell Demon, our Floating Cloud Sect has known for a long time, and the truth of the facts, is it really as you say?"

"You...... Hmph, good you Pu Qinghe, you actually have such a scheming, it seems that Young Master Ben is underestimating your genius of the Floating Cloud Sect this time!" Purple Blood and Black Heart's face changed: "Since this is the case, then let's see the real chapter under your hands!"

As soon as the words fell, the purple blood and black heart couldn't wait to rush towards Pu Qinghe, and on the other side, Long Xuan and the three of them were also killing at this time.

"Whoa!"

Long Xuan easily killed a desert bandit with a sword, and the sword marks on his stomach were so big that the desert bandit's internal organs and fat intestines rolled out, and the scene was very terrifying and bloody.

Fu Yingxing and Hongta were the same, rushing into the desert bandits, quickly swinging their swords and slashing, the desert bandits in front of them, in the eyes of Long Xuan and the others, were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Poof!"

"Whoa!"

"Die!"

Long Xuan's three of them were killed with one sword and pierced their hearts with one sword, and the strength of each other's two sides was not a duel at all at all.

These desert bandits and trap beasts, the strongest strength is only the sixth order of the day after tomorrow, and it is quite few, most of the rest of the bandits are the strength of the third and fourth orders, such strength, in the face of ordinary people, may still be a good strength, but in the face of Long Xuan, Fu Yingxing, and Hongta, it is simply a cabbage, waiting to be slaughtered.

Long Xuan rushed into such a crowd of desert bandits, his body was flexible, his steps were light, his sword swinging was as fast as lightning, and the murderous aura in his body became stronger and stronger, like a killing god who came out of hell.

Real killing can create a killing god and cultivate a murderous aura, which is not something that a genius in a greenhouse can easily obtain, only after the bloody baptism on the battlefield can it be cast.

Hundreds of desert bandits, at this time, only rely on a trace of courage to fight without fear of death, but the real strength is difficult to exert one-tenth, a careless, will be killed on the spot, there is not the slightest luck to get through.

People in the world often say that killing one person is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand people is a hero, and the battlefield at this time is just a stepping stone for Long Xuan to move towards the hero.

These desert bandits are a ferocious army, one man and one sword, facing hundreds of armies, outnumbered, truly testing a person's courage, wisdom, and strength.

Looking at the broken arms and legs all over the ground, Long Xuan at this time no longer knew how many people had been slaughtered so far.

It was not the first time Long Xuan had killed someone, nor was it the first time he had seen such a bloody scene, so he did not feel the slightest discomfort about killing these people.

This world is like this, if you don't kill others, others will come to kill you, and there is no reason for the world of the jungle.

At this time, looking at Fu Yingxing and Hongta, the two of them had killed a lot of people before, but it was the first time to kill so many people at one time, and they were a little uncomfortable at first, but now, there is no discomfort at all.

Now, when they face the people in front of them, they just regard them as enemies, swinging their swords, blocking, slashing, dodging, and then harvesting the lives of these bandits in front of them.

A piece of fresh life, under the sword of the three of them, turned into a corpse, Long Xuan's current state, quite full, there is no trace of depletion of spirit, every time he kills a person, Long Xuan can feel the life essence of these lives passing quickly, and the breath of the dead soul.

There were at least nearly 500 desert bandits who were besieged and killed this time, all of whom were not afraid of death and killed people like hemp, and some of them were cunning and treacherous.

If it weren't for the strength of Long Xuan and the three of them, I'm afraid that if they rushed over, they would have scared the enemies of these desert bandits to the core, where could they withstand such a monstrous murderous aura.

What are Xuanshi most afraid of?

The most feared thing is that there are many people, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention such an army in front of you?

Once a master of Xuanshi unfortunately falls into such an army, no matter how good this master is, he will not be able to perform any kung fu, and finally die tragically in the crowd. (This is talking about the situation that the difference in strength is not too big!)

Although Long Xuan and the others are strong, but the number of the other party is too much, such a battlefield, even a simple dodge, it will take a lot of physical strength, at this time, Fu Yingxing and Hongta have begun to show tiredness, it is obvious that the two of them have already consumed too much physical strength.

"Brother Fu, Hongta, you go back, these people will be handed over to me! You two give me a little defense!" Long Xuan shouted, Fu Yingxing and Hongta, who had already rushed into the crowd of bandits.

Looking at the two of them, although they were protected by Xuan Qi, even so, they were covered with scars all over their bodies.

Long Xuan was also secretly glad that thanks to his body, in the sword spirit space, a pair of steel and iron bones created by the dragon spirit, coupled with his strange recovery speed, was only a little tired now.

"Long Xuan, be careful!"

"Bell!"

Just as Long Xuan called Fu Yingxing and the Red Tower, suddenly a crescent moon scimitar quickly appeared in Long Xuan's eyes, like a god descending from the earth, slashing down from top to bottom, as if it was irresistible.

"Boom......"

Long Xuan's hair rose all over his body, and he watched as the full moon scimitar slashed down towards his neck.

At this moment, Fu Yingxing quickly rushed to help, and the long sword in his hand came out directly, helping Long Xuan resist this full moon scimitar, slashing at Long Xuan's neck, and dangerously helping Long Xuan to strike a fatal crisis.

"It's so dangerous! I almost capsized in the gutter!" Long Xuan exhaled a long breath, and then said secretly: "What kind of person is it, who actually has such strength, and is weirdly close, I don't even know it, this ......"

Long Xuan's divine consciousness has reached the realm of the Xuan Master at this time, if the person who came is not the Xuan Master, then how can he avoid his omnipresent divine sense observation?

"Woo woo woo ......"

Suddenly, in the desert full of sorrow, there was a sound of horns, and when the sound came, a man in a silver robe, whose clothes were almost the same color as the desert at this time, and then quietly appeared in front of Long Xuan and Fu Yingxing, dressed in silver, standing there proudly, without a trace of smudge on his body.

"Hahaha, the disciple of the Floating Cloud Sect is really good, I didn't expect this king to make a move, and he couldn't hit it with one hit!" This mysterious silver-clothed man made a hoarse and magnetic sound, and he still looked very young, but his face was covered by a piece of silver gauze, and he couldn't see the true face of his existence.

And what attracted Long Xuan's attention the most was the full moon scimitar in the hand of this mysterious silver-clothed man, the full moon scimitar that almost cut his neck.

"This is the King of the Desert, the Full Moon Scimitar Warrior, cutting off his head, that is no less than the contribution point of the purple blood and black heart!And it is said that this desert prince has countless wealth, killing him is equivalent to getting a huge treasure!" At this time, the third prince, Huangfu Xiurui, had already captured the ten demon generals, and when he saw the sudden appearance of the king of the desert, he immediately rushed over, followed by two men and two women, all of whom were descendants of their royal family.

The desert prince looked at the three princes who rushed over, Huangfu Xiurui and others, smiled strangely, stepped out, and suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and couldn't see any traces.