The remaining eleven people were all cold in their bones, and they cautiously converged towards Feng Ao, staring at the vast wind and sand with frightened eyes. [No pop-up novel network]

"Xiao Qiang, you are also a disciple of a famous and decent family, what kind of ability is it to hide in the dark and sneak attack, come out!" Feng Ao was inexplicably frightened, summoned the spirit armor protector, and roared angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange aura came from the top of his head, and a dark red giant blade appeared out of thin air, swallowing a dim light, and fell towards the top of his head!

"Disperse!"

The powerful coercion was pressed down, Feng Ao roared angrily in his heart, and his body suddenly accelerated, dodging Xiao Qiang's domineering sword.

His men, however, were already stupefied, and watched as the blades fell, and then swept towards them like scythes.

Three people, six bodies, like leaves plucked by oars, drifted to the sides, spilling large patches of blood, and finally fell into the yellow sand!

There were also two people who were not dead, and let out a terrible scream, like a terrible ghost crawling out of hell, half of their bodies dragged their intestines and stomachs, opened their bloody hands, and stretched out in the direction of Feng Ao.

Feng Ao's eyes were full of stars, his temples were beating violently, he really couldn't bear to look directly, and shot two of his subordinates with two arrows in succession, ending their pain.

As for the other eight people, they were much luckier, but they were hit by the overbearing sword, and the injuries were not serious, but fortunately, this was a wasteland, and the soft sand absorbed the energy of the overlord sword, so they escaped.

Everyone became more and more jealous of Xiao Qiang in their hearts, which also stimulated their wildness, and they were murderous one by one, vigilantly patrolling around.

Feng Ao looked up to the sky and roared: "Xiao Qiang, if you don't kill your whole family, I, Feng Ao, swear not to be a person!"

The wind was howling, and Xiao Qiang was still scurrying in the wind and sand like a ghost, he was like a patient hunter, looking for the most suitable opportunity to make a move.

Killing ten people has consumed a lot of Xiao Qiang's energy, but the most powerful Feng Ao is not dead yet, so he can't relax.

Originally, Xiao Qiang didn't want to target Feng Ao, because the gap in strength was too big, but when he heard Feng Ao's roar, he was immediately angry.

I killed people, what's the matter with my family, Nima, if you have the ability, come at me!

The more angry you are, the calmer you are.

It was a matter of life and death, Xiao Qiang forcibly suppressed the tyrannical aura in his heart, harnessed the dragon wings, and shuttled quickly in the wind and sand, not giving Feng Ao a chance to lock himself at all.

Feng Ao is also a wind attribute spiritual cultivator, but he specializes in longbows, which means that he is not completely sure of melee combat, which is why Feng Ao does not dare to start a speed chase.

In fact, Feng Ao relies on his powerful divine sense, to respond to all changes with immutability, and to wait for work, which is the wisest choice.

Xiao Qiang didn't dare to kill the remaining eight people anymore, if all of them died, he would have a lot less to borrow, and with these eight people, he could interfere with Feng Ao's attention somewhat.

The murderous aura and momentum of the crowd changed the airflow and wind direction in this open area, and the sand and dust in the sky became denser and denser, and it was almost impossible to see the five fingers.

Feng Ao and the others were waiting for the battle, and they probably judged that Xiao Qiang would not flee for the time being, presumably because he was unwilling to abandon the third princess.

And the third princess hid under the sand, although she was poisoned and lost her ability to move, but at least the turtle breath can still be done, and she will not be suffocated to death for a while.

The outermost part of the defensive formation, weird, a sword light drilled out of the yellow sand, the blue light flashed, and the blood light flashed!

One of the samurai's legs was cut off and he fell to the ground, letting out a terrible scream, blood spurting out from the broken wound, and the wind and sand that swept through everyone seemed to be covered with a layer of blood.

"Scarface, you killed Hazy Moon and Hazy Moon, I swear to avenge them, this is where you are buried!"

Xiao Qiang's voice came from all directions, making everyone's hearts cold, and quickly contracted the formation, and the warrior who fell to the ground stopped screaming, struggled to crawl towards everyone, and dragged a deep blood mark on the sand.

Feng Ao's eyes were red, holding a longbow, and he turned around a few times in succession, but he still let Xiao Qiang escape, and he couldn't help but let out an angry roar again.

The wind howled, and at the outermost periphery of the ten-person formation, another sword light penetrated the curtain of the yellow sand and slashed towards the thigh of a warrior, Feng Ao did not hesitate, his fingers loosened, and the arrow flew towards the sword light like lightning, but he soon realized that he had been fooled!

Xiao Qiang's sword shouldn't be so slow, he deliberately asked me to release arrows to rescue!

The black arrow flew out, shattering the cyan sword light in an instant, and the warrior saved one of his legs and retreated in panic.

Feng Ao suddenly sensed a trace of imperceptible aura, his heart trembled, almost instinctively, roared, and the Dapeng bird slid backwards rapidly.

The Shadowless Sword, hidden in the wind and sand, slashed across his forehead like lightning, leaving a deep blood mark, and after completing this blow, the Shadowless Sword disappeared into the wind like a wisp of green smoke.

Feng Ao's forehead was torn with a scar that extended to the corner of his eye, and blood was gurgling down, making their eyes blurry, and the whole world was covered with a layer of blood.

Feng Ao seemed to be unconscious, raised his longbow again, and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, I almost let you succeed, and your killing move is nothing more than that!"

Xiao Qiang was a little remorseful, just now he created such a good opportunity, took the opportunity to display the shadowless sword intent, he thought that he could kill with one blow, but he never thought that Feng Ao could easily dodge it, only leaving a scar on Feng Ao's forehead.

The third master of the Linglu Realm is not so easy to kill, but the more this is the case, the more Xiao Qiang is full of fighting spirit, and he knows very well that if he misses this opportunity, he is afraid that it will be a long time before he can avenge the two sisters of Haoyue and Haoyue.

He has become a cunning hunter, taking Feng Ao as his prey, constantly using the wind, sand and terrain to wander around, sometimes conjuring up afterimages to tempt Feng Ao to make a move.

Since the shadowless sword intent is no longer a secret, Xiao Qiang has no need to keep it, and he seized the opportunity to release the shadowless sword intent, although it couldn't hurt Feng Ao, it also made Feng Ao nervous, making others angry.

Feng Ao and they know very well that the initiative is in Xiao Qiang's hands, Xiao Qiang can walk away, but they can't, if Dongfang Yu is allowed to live, then their family and clansmen will be baptized in blood, and they have no way to retreat at all!

As time passed, three more of Feng Ao's men died, but his arrow almost killed Xiao Qiang.

Unexpectedly, the wind and sand on the wasteland gradually became smaller, and the dusky and earth finally revealed some bright white, and the visibility improved a lot, and it seemed that it would not be long before the wind stopped.

Feng Ao's whole face was already blurred with flesh and blood, stained with sand, he stood in the middle of the nine-person queue, and couldn't help laughing wildly: "Xiao Qiang, it seems that God is helping us, when the wind stops, you will die!"

"Really?" Xiao Qiang's faint voice came from somewhere, and his figure shook like lightning and disappeared again.

Feng Ao was distracted for a moment, and suddenly sensed the coercion coming from above his head, and when he saw a red giant blade floating in the air, he let out a sneer again.

He could feel that the power of this giant blade was much weaker than the previous one, and the color had even become lighter, which showed that Xiao Qiang was already at the end of the crossbow.

Almost without thinking, Feng Ao pulled out the stabbing sword from his waist, faced the giant blade that fell on his head, and shot out like lightning, stabbing towards the giant blade!

With the strength of the third level of his Spirit Dew Realm, the advantage of the energy level alone was enough to crush Xiao Qiang, not to mention a sword intent?

However, what Feng Ao never expected was that at the moment when the domineering sword and his stabbing sword met, countless dark red lightning bolts suddenly drilled out on the domineering giant blade, like layers of hanging water curtains, enveloping him in an instant!

Feng Ao looked up at the falling lightning, and was shocked, it was too late to dodge again, so he had to hurriedly use the power of the wind spirit to conjure up a shield and block it above his head.

Rumble!

The incomparably powerful red giant blade slashed at Feng Ao's stabbing sword, and the red and blue light exploded everywhere, and the six people around him flew out one after another under the powerful shock wave.

Almost at the same time, dark red lightning fell down, crawling all over Feng Ao's spirit armor, bringing bursts of paralysis, his body couldn't help but start trembling, and the wind spirit armor on his body continued to disillusion.

Xiao Qiang's figure appeared in front of Feng Ao, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and as soon as he raised his hand, the power of the wind spirit fluttered towards Feng Ao with the wind.

In the void, a small cyan sword took shape in an instant, stabbing towards Feng Ao's neck like lightning!

Feng Ao looked at Xiao Qiang's shadow, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body was filled with a frightened coldness, he suddenly shouted angrily, and used all his strength to get rid of the entanglement of lightning, and his body slid backwards rapidly, widening the distance.

He watched the little cyan sword disappear into the wind, and before he could relax in one breath, another small sword flashed out violently, close to his throat!

The aura in Feng Ao's body was already chaotic, there was no way to retreat, there was no way to avoid it, so he had to let out an angry roar again, slammed his palm across his throat, and blocked the flying Shadowless Sword with his open palm.

Poof!

Blood splattered, and the shadowless sword drilled into Feng Ao's palm, collapsing into invisibility, but the sharp sword qi penetrated through his palm, as if it were substance, piercing his Adam's apple!

Yikes!

Feng Ao's face was splashed with blood beads, his hands covered his neck, and he fell to the ground with a pop, his red eyes glared at Xiao Qiang, stretched out his bloody hand, grabbed a few handfuls, and seemed to want to say something, but blood poured out of his mouth and drowned his chin.

Xiao Qiang's clothes were torn, his broken body stood up like a javelin, he looked at Feng Ao with cold eyes, and suddenly jumped high, raised the Huoyun Sword in his hand, and slashed it down with all his might.

Hazy Moon, Hazy Moon, I have avenged you!

The murderous aura is like a tide, the sword light is like practice, and with a snort, the Huoyun Sword fell from the sky, slashing Feng Ao in half!

The blood was thrown in the wind, Xiao Qiang stood suspended in the air, bathed in the blood rain, and let out a long howl in the sky without any quick intention, and then looked condescendingly, looking at the remaining few warriors with sharp eyes