At this time, the caravan in the desert was engaged in a fight, and dozens of sand bandits were fighting with the caravan people. The middle-aged man looked at the caravan personnel who were gradually dying and wounded, and then looked at Nangong who was standing with the leader of the sand bandits, and was even more full of anger.

"Nangong, the caravan is not thin on you, how can you betray the caravan," the middle-aged man yelled, while cutting down a sand bandit.

Nangong Bing didn't reply to the middle-aged man's words, but looked at the dragon and the fish on the carriage and smiled.

At this time, the caravan was obviously slightly lost, the number of bandits was twice that of the caravan, and they were all poisoned, at least half of the caravan lost the ability to fight.

The old man Fu Bo was sitting on the carriage at this time, looking at the carriage weakly, looking at Nangong with a gloomy face.

The middle-aged man obviously couldn't support the dozens of knives in his body anymore, and finally fell to the ground weakly.

"Daddy," Long Xiaoyu shouted after looking at the middle-aged man lying on the ground

Nangong walked around and looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Long Tian, this is the one in the Buddha capital who took a fancy to you for toasting and not eating and drinking, and wanted to buy you but refused."

After hearing this, Long Tian looked at Nangong angrily and said, "It turns out that you are the one who is, I didn't expect you to lurk in my Long Clan's firm for three years."

"Haha, if you had promised that adult's thoughts, it wouldn't have been like this," Nangong finished speaking, ignoring Long Tian and walking towards the carriage.

At this time, the people of the caravan were killed and wounded, and they could only watch the actions of the bandits and Nangong.

Nangong walked to the side of the carriage and struck out with one palm, which directly abolished Fu Bo's Qi Hai Danxin, and then kicked Fu Bo off the carriage, and then looked at Long Xiaoyu with a full face.

Long Xiaoyu looked at Nangong angrily and left tears unconsciously.

"Hmph, don't worry, Long Xiaoyu, I'll sell you to the kiln when I'm done playing with you," Nangong finished speaking, and then stretched out his hand to catch Long Xiaoyu.

It's just that suddenly, a sword light rushed out of the carriage directly, and before Nangong could react, the sword light directly pierced through the lower abdomen, and then flew out screaming.

Suddenly, this sudden change caught both the caravan and the sand bandits off guard.

"Surround the carriage" The leader of the sand bandits who reacted shouted loudly, and saw more than a dozen sand bandits all on guard surrounding the carriage.

And the caravan and Long Xiaoyu all looked coldly at the carriage, and Nangong, who was lying on the ground and had been pierced by the sword light, was helped up by a sand bandit and looked at the carriage with difficulty.

The curtain of the carriage door was opened, and Zhao Feng, who was dressed in coarse gray clothes, walked out slowly, glanced at Long Xiaoyu, and looked coldly at the nearby sand bandits.

Suddenly, the sand bandits felt that this scorching desert was like a cold night, and their whole bodies shuddered, and Long Xiaoyu and the people in the caravan all looked at Zhao Feng in surprise.

In the eyes of the caravan and Long Xiaoyu, Zhao Feng appeared here like a savior, and for the sand bandits, Zhao Feng was as terrifying and terrifying as the god of the underworld at night.

"Who are you," Nangong said with difficulty, Qi Haidan's heart was destroyed, and this body was no longer without a chance to cultivate the truth, and it caused a lot of damage to the body.

Zhao Feng didn't pay attention to Nangong's question, looked at Long Xiaoyu on the side, and said, "Thank you for these few days."

Long Xiaoyu was asked by Zhao Feng like this, and Zhao Feng took a girl-like face, instantly blushed, and said softly, "No thanks"

Seeing that Zhao Feng didn't answer his words, plus he was ruined by this young man, he was angry, and shouted angrily, "Shang, kill him for me"

After hearing Nangong's words, the ten sand bandits around the carriage directly slashed at Zhao Feng with the scimitar in their hands.

Zhao Feng said to Long Xiaoyu with an expressionless face, and then a sword came out of the cold light, only to see that the ten ordinary sand bandits all flew out upside down and spat blood from their mouths.

The leader of the sand bandits and Long Tian flashed a different look in their pupils after seeing it, the leader of the sand bandits did not expect that since the people in the carriage were cultivators, Long Tian really did not expect that the young man who was unintentionally saved by himself was such a powerful cultivator.

When Long Tian rescued Zhao Feng, Fu Bo had healed and also determined the cultivator, and the realm Fu Bo and Long Tian also guessed that it might be an innate cultivator at most.

But just now, although Zhao Feng didn't release his breath, the speed and the faint true qi of the shot might be the powerhouse of the Innate Cave Xuan or the peak of the Cave Xuan.

The leader of the sand bandits is also a cultivator, and he is a cultivator of the innate cave mystery, but just now, at the moment when Zhao Feng made a move, he clearly felt that the young man's cultivation was still above him, this was an intuition, and it was also the realm that no matter how well it was hidden, it would release a trace of true qi.

"Your Excellency, who the hell do you know that this trip to the troubled waters is best left alone" The leader of the sand bandits is obviously more knowledgeable than Nangong.

Zhao Feng stood in front of the carriage, and countless ordinary hungry sand bandits around him all looked at Zhao Feng nervously, shook the weapon in his hand, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

"So what," Zhao Feng said coldly, the voice was like a desert at night, and the temperature made people shudder.

After hearing Zhao Feng's words, the leader of the sand bandits had a slight anger on his face, and said coldly, "Buddha Country Lotus Buddha Marquis, you have to think clearly about the consequences of this."

In the Buddha country, only the prince and the marquis are much simpler than the Great Song Dynasty, the prince is a title that only members of the royal family can get, and the Hou is a reward given to those meritorious ministers, and the Hou who has the title of Buddha is a hereditary and a reward that can only be obtained by those who have made great contributions to the Buddha country.

"That's a lot of nonsense," Zhao Feng said and shot directly

Whether it was an ordinary sand bandit or a sand bandit with a realm, none of them thought that this young man had no intention of being afraid at all, and he shot directly.

When the leader of the sand bandits and those sand bandits reacted, Zhao Feng had already killed dozens of ordinary sand bandits, and then they immediately attacked, but Zhao Feng danced among the sand bandits like a dancer in the court, reapering life.

Long Tian, Long Xiaoyu and the people in the caravan didn't expect that since Zhao Feng was not afraid of the name of the Lotus Buddha Marquis at all, he would resolutely make a move.

The battle only lasted for a moment before it ended, Zhao Feng stood under the bright sun, and all the sand bandits around him were uninjured, and that temperament and scene were like immortals who had fallen into the mortal dust.

Long Xiaoyu looked at Zhao Feng, his eyes were stunned, and his face was flushed.

The leader of the injured sand bandits lying on the ground looked at Zhao Feng in fear, and when he just fought, he obviously felt the terrifying aura, the aura that he had to look up to for the rest of his life.

"Let's go if it's okay," Zhao Feng said as he looked back at Long Tian who was lying on the ground.

Long Tian nodded, although there were injuries on his body, but they were not fatal, and he did not hurt any important parts, and he was still able to move.

Long Tian commanded the uninjured people in the caravan, prepared everything, and continued to drive towards Little Buddha City.

When the caravan left the desert, the leader of the bandits lying on the ground leaned against the wall panting, watching the direction of the caravan's departure.

The Sand Bandit Leader turned his head to look in the other direction of the desert, and his pupils shrank as a figure slowly approached in the distance.

When the leader of the bandits saw that the figure had approached, an extremely sincere expression appeared on his face, the figure was wearing a monk's robe, and a lotus flower appeared under his feet with every step.

Even the sand bandits are extremely sincere to the monks in the Western Desert, and they have no heart to resist.

And that figure is Aoba.

Aoba looked at the only sand bandit leader who was still awake, and walked directly to Little Buddha City without saying a word.