In the early morning of the next day, two fast horses galloped out of the Zongma Pass and stepped into the vast desert, and before them, there were already two groups of men and horses taking the first step.

On the yellow sand, Su Yu looked at the boundless sea of sand, and asked Bai Chuan: "Brother Bai, this yellow sand is vast and boundless, how to find the person of the desert wolf?"

Since leaving the customs, Bai Chuan's face has been slightly solemn, and when he heard his question, he responded: "The desert wolf is greedy and murderous, and the eighteen slashes of the desert have plundered countless caravans, I have received news that the last brigade that left from Zongma Pass this month has set off last night, and it is very likely that he will not let go, and we will definitely meet them along the route of the caravan." ”

Su Yu nodded, relying on Bai Chuan to lead the way, and quickly drove away.

Under the scorching sun, dozens of camels carried boxes of goods, stepping on the yellow sand, and merchants who wrapped themselves very tightly each led the goods and walked forward with difficulty.

I don't know how long later, just when they were sleepy and tired, one of them suddenly discovered something, and suddenly shouted: "It's not good, run away!" After speaking, he directly stepped on a camel beside him, whipped the horse, and ran directly towards the way he came, regardless of the others.

When the rest of the people heard his shout, they looked around and suddenly became in a commotion, only to see a dozen fast horses suddenly circling out from behind a sand dune a hundred meters away, on which sat a ringing horse wearing a yellow shirt, with trouser legs up to the knees, extremely short sleeves, tight cuffs, and a veil tightly covering his mouth and nose.

"Ringing horses!" "It's the Eighteen Desert Slashes!" The merchant was very flustered, and the exclamations continued, and after someone shouted the name of the Eighteen Desert Slashes, the dozens of guards who were originally quite calm in the caravan also showed timidity, and hurriedly ran towards the camels one by one.

Just when the eighteen fast horses approached the caravan and there were still dozens of steps left from them, a sudden change broke out, and the four guards who had been very flustered in the caravan suddenly withdrew their overcoats that they were wearing outside, revealing a fast-catching costume, jumped on horseback, took out a thing from their arms, and took out an object, which was the great killing weapon of the imperial army, the crossbow flying locust! More than a dozen arrows had already been loaded on it, and the silver light was shining.

As soon as the four of them raised their hands, the arrows pointed at those ringing horses, and there was a burst of fire, and those people galloped forward, how could they have imagined that they would encounter such an attack? Caught off guard, several big men were immediately hit by arrows and fell off their horses in pain.

When the four catchers just took out the crossbow flying locusts, one of the eighteen slashes in the desert noticed it, he didn't give a reminder, but quickly went to the side of the body, vigorously wrapped around the horse, clinging to the horse's belly, after dodging the rain of arrows, with the fast horse directly rushed into the caravan, a long knife stretched out from the side of the horse, bringing up a stream of blood, interspersed and rushed towards those catchers.

Just as he approached, a sword light flashed, and the horse he was riding neighed, and his front legs kicked, revealing his body, and a powerful crossbow flew in, and the man was not afraid of danger, and slapped the horse on the ground, and the man rolled directly to the side, and with a heavy step, the long knife in his hand was supported, and he was already kneeling on the yellow sand, although the posture was wolf, but it was unharmed.

Looking at his horse again, his legs had just kicked into the air, and before he could fall, a line of blood flew out of his neck, and the corpse was separated in an instant, and the blood gushed like a spring, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The man stood up, and the long knife in his hand was still Shun Shun by the concrete source, and the calf was raised

"Goshawk! I, Mo Yufeng, have always been with you and do not interfere with the river water, what do you mean by such a killer to me?" The person who spoke was the leader of the famous Eighteen Desert Beheadings, known as the Desert Wolf. And the figure opposite him is the goshawk!

The goshawk's eyes were sharp, and he threw down the crossbow flying locust, and said casually: "The meaning of the above!" After speaking, the sword stepped forward, the sword light was sharp, and it went straight to the neck of the desert wolf, Mo Yufeng did not show weakness, drew his sword to parry, the two swords exchanged swords, and the fight was extremely fierce, they were all masters who broke the pulse and became famous for many years, the goshawk swordsmanship was exquisite, fluttering and fast, and the whole person moved and jumped, like a sharp eagle, Mo Yufeng's knife was powerful, he was not only the leader of the group of horse thieves in the Desert Eighteen Chops, but also created a set of knife moves called the Desert Eighteen Chops, which were very sharp, and it was difficult for the two to distinguish the winner for a while.

"Haha, the eagle dog of the imperial court, it's nothing more than that. "The desert rain phoenix knife technique is round, and the essence of the sword is fully displayed between the slashing and slashing, the goshawk snorts coldly, and the long sword is like a storm, slashing and cutting horizontally, showing the style of a kendo master.

A hundred meters away from them, Su Yu and Bai Chuan looked at the four catchers who were fighting with seven or eight Xiangma after sending out a round of arrow rain, and the two who were fighting each other, thoughtfully.

"I'm afraid it's not a coincidence. Su Yu said to Bai Chuan. Who else can mobilize a master like Goshawk and have an intersection with them, who else is there besides Wei Yuyan? Su Yu can accept this kind of power in the Soul Lingering Tower, but he is more curious about the relationship between Bai Chuan and them.

Bai Chuan nodded, looked at the four hunters who were gradually showing fatigue in the face of the ringing horses twice as large as him, and said, "Let them go back alive." ”

Su Yu laughed, and the two of them raised their whips and hurried towards the catchers.

Sun Bai is more and more tired of fighting, he has been hunting for many years, and has not encountered such a difficult opponent, although those ringing horses were suddenly attacked by them, and most of them were killed, but the remaining people were also in danger, they were very experienced in horse warfare, accounting for more than their own side, between the fighting, the consumption of their own internal force was getting less and less, and at the same time, in the face of several long knives, Sun Bai felt that his body was gradually exhausted. At the same time, he kept scolding the incompetence of those caravan guards in his heart, and when he and others participated in the battle, those guards were scared away as soon as they saw them, leaving them to be cut off.

An oversight, a long knife slashed, Sun Bai felt a pain in his back, he was also decisive, his legs were forced, and his body jumped straight to the ground, the current situation, getting off the horse is death, but it is better than being split in half.

The other three saw that Sun Bai was injured and fell to the ground, and hurriedly rushed to his side to help, and several people wanted to pull him on the horse, but the slightest movement was seen through by these ringing horses, and they became more and more entangled.

Just when several people were in danger, the two winning horses with a sinister smile on the corner of their mouths suddenly distorted, a black blood spurted out of their mouths, and they fell off the horse with a painful cry......

The two goshawks and desert wolves, who were inextricably fighting, also discovered the situation over there, the goshawks were even more imposing, and the long swords were sharp and endless, and they approached the desert wolf and sneered at the same time: "The eighteen slashes in the desert are just vain." ”

The desert wolf is not chaotic in the face of danger, his internal strength is deep, endless, the sword is striking, shaking the long sword away, seeing that his men have suffered heavy casualties, his eyes are very fierce and vicious, and he slashes out with a move.

At this moment, the goshawk's eyes flashed, a sword blocked the long knife from the desert wolf, and his left hand slammed on the scabbard on his waist, "snort", a short sword jumped out of the scabbard, the silver light flashed, the goshawk's left hand stretched out, quickly held the hilt of the sword, and plunged directly into the chest of the desert wolf, the corners of his mouth showed a smile of success, this series of actions was really fast as lightning, and he was caught off guard.

A panicked look finally flashed in the eyes of the desert wolf, he didn't expect the goshawk to suddenly attack, it was obviously too late to parry the knife, just at the moment when the short sword was about to be inserted into his chest, the shock rose again, and a figure suddenly jumped out of the yellow sand below them, and the black robe flew, directly behind the goshawk, slapped on its back.

The goshawk only felt that the internal force was stagnant, and his hand was weak, and he involuntarily loosened the short sword. Said that it was too late, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, and then turned decisive, his footsteps stepped forward sharply, regardless of the people from behind, at the moment when the short sword was taken off, he strengthened his internal force, and his palm shrank and patted, and he shot forward heavily, the short sword stabbed out in the air in a gust of palm wind, and the desert wolf sounded, and the body fell out, and the goshawk also stepped on the momentum, jumped out of two feet, and looked back at the two.

The desert wolf has a half-cut short sword inserted in his abdomen, but unfortunately the trajectory of his short sword is offset after he gets out of his hand, and it is obviously not fatal to the desert wolf with superb internal strength, and as soon as the internal strength of the desert rain phoenix is lucky, the short sword will shoot out backwards, and he does not bandage it, and looks at the goshawk fiercely. The other attacker was dressed in a black robe, he was thin, his face was full of triumphant smiles, his cuffs were extraordinarily wide, but the entire palm was completely exposed, his palm was thick and full of calluses, and it was shaking slightly at the moment, as if to show off something to the goshawk.

The goshawk covered his chest, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood clots, felt that the internal force in his body was slowly passing, his face became more and more pale, when he was confronting the desert wolf, he forced out the short sword in the scabbard with a beat, and then at the moment of danger, he pushed the short sword with the palm wind to injure Mo Yufeng, its internal force is deep, and the mind is sharp, which can be seen, but at this moment, the person in the body has a palm, and he can feel that the body is not supported, which shows that the person's skill is not under it.

The goshawk had already recognized the man, and said lightly: "Heartbreaker, black owl!"

The black owl smiled and said, "Cangzhutou, you have been chasing me for many years, and finally it fell into my hands. The voice revealed an incomparably happy meaning, and then said jokingly: "I was hit by my heart-destroying palm, and I am afraid that I will not survive for a moment or three with the internal strength of the cangtou head, so say any last words as soon as possible." ”

"You have already been a wolf! Goshawk said directly, his tone was full of unwillingness, and then he said: "In order to force me to be tricked, Mo Yufeng, are you worth it?"

Mo Yufeng held the long knife, glanced at the dead and injured Xiangma on the other side, and said indifferently to the seriously injured goshawk: "It's just a group of wastes who have opened up the strange veins, I have taken care of them for many years, ** captivity, and have always been blessed and shared, which one does not have dozens of lives in his hands, if you want to say whether it is worth it or not, they are worth it!"

The goshawk coughed heavily, his eyes mocking.

"Okay, let's get on the road. Mo Yufeng didn't want to say more, so he rushed out directly, and the long knife slashed at the goshawk's head, and the black owl looked at this scene with a happy face. Unexpectedly, when the long knife was close to the top of the goshawk's head three inches, three cold rays in the air passed, only to hear the three sounds of "呯", "呯" and "呯", the long knife trembled three times, Mo Yufeng only felt that his palm was vibrating, and the handle of the knife was about to come out of his hand.

"Who is it?" "Why are you so fast!" When Mo Yufeng and the black owl opened their mouths in shock, Su Yu suddenly appeared in front of the goshawk, and at the same time, several horses' hooves came from behind him, hearing the sound, the goshawk nodded to him, and retreated directly, he was seriously injured, and he was already powerless to fight again. Sun Bai and the others carefully helped him onto the horse, and with a fist at Bai Chuan, he flew away, and the goshawk's injury could not be delayed.

Seeing them leaving, the Desert Wolf Black Owl did not stop them, but looked at Su Yu and Bai Chuan with a wary face.

"Hehe, it's all here. Su Yu chuckled.

Bai Chuan looked at Mo Yufeng, and he didn't know when there was a single knife in his hand.

"You have a lot of enemies. The black owl looked at Mo Yufeng and said dissatisfiedly.

Mo Yufeng raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Lao Tzu has been crisscrossing the desert for decades, killing countless people, and I can't remember it clearly. ”

When Bai Chuan heard this, wisps of murderous aura burst out from his body, and the strength of the Governor was undoubtedly revealed, Su Yu had never seen Bai Chuan, who had always been chic and free, showing a murderous aura, nor had he seen him do anything, and he looked at him with a little curiosity at this moment.

The black owl looked at the single knife in Bai Chuan's hand and asked tentatively, "Prodigal son?" and then muttered, "Another master." He looked at the injury on Mo Yufeng's abdomen, and frowned slightly.

Mo Yufeng laughed fiercely, pierced the wound in his abdomen at will, and said to Bai Chuan: "Leave this person to me, you deal with that kid." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his long knife and rushed towards Shirakawa.

In the face of the desert wolf's attack, Bai Chuan took three steps forward, and the single knife in his hand was like an arrow off the string, poking directly at him. In an instant, the two have dismantled each other for more than 30 moves, regardless of whether they are up or down.

Although they are all masters of the sword, they have no intention of learning, and the sword light is full of the pleasure of killing and killing.