I shall be like a god, and I shall slay all the enemies of the world. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, the river wind is like a demon, like a god, like a hell devil, a god of death in the underworld, constantly harvesting lives.

For thousands of years, since ancient times, monks have been afraid of the enemy's army, and they are afraid of these army battlefields, and if they don't pay attention to it, they will be hacked to death by thousands of troops.

Unless they are crushed by the strength of the world, these armies will be invincible.

Obviously, these outer disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect do not have this kind of supernatural power to lift the table and not play, so they have to do their best to resist, each of them is seriously injured, and there are Dao scars on their arms and cheeks, if they don't take the healing pill in time, these shocking and bone-breaking injuries alone are enough to make them lose their combat strength and can't hold the sword.

The man's blood is full of blood, killing non-stop, like a torrential rain and thunder, falling fiercely towards the earth, dense and violent.

"Help me!"

An outer disciple of the Haoran Sword Sect was besieged by hundreds of desert bandits, his physical strength dropped sharply, and he finally couldn't resist it, the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, Daozang screamed, and he was cut under the horse, and let out a sad roar before he died.

The death of teammates not only disrupted the original leisurely melody, but also brought the entire battlefield into a dead place, many of the companions were in a trance, stunned for a moment, and the offensive in their hands was weak, they were devoured by the wolves, and buried the good years under the yellow sand.

Without thinking about him, Tang Jinfeng was the first to come back to his senses, and suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but it was a galloping arrow rushing towards the flaw of the river wind, extremely dangerous.

"Jiang Feng!

With a sonorous blade roaring, the leader of a desert bandit at the peak of the Dao Tibetan realm who besieged Jiang Feng, the sword was as bright as the moonlight, drawing a bright moon bye, exuding a charming brilliance under this moonlight.

Jiang Feng sighed in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good.

I wanted to resist it, but I was attacked by the surrounding desert bandits with swords, and all the up, down, left and right were blocked, once I shot to resist this thunderous blow, I would inevitably be slashed by the surrounding swords, and everyone worked together, even if I didn't die, I would be seriously injured, not to mention that there was a sharpshooter who didn't know when to come out of the shadows and sneak attack.

At this critical moment, Tang Jinfeng finally rushed over, the long sword danced in the air, tore out a hole, and a 'thunderbolt' in his hand shot out, and suddenly a loud bang sounded in the same place, and the sand and dust filled the sky, making people's eyes blurry and unable to see the enemy clearly.

"What a terrible bright moon knife technique? Under a knife, there seems to be a kind of artistic conception of three thousand bright moons and my unique circle, with a mysterious realm to grasp and control, and even above the sword, there is a spiritual fluctuation of evil intent, which makes people addicted, snatches people's hearts, and is a vicious martial art. ”

When the martial arts of the Xuan Miao realm are displayed, they have a kind of artistic conception, and when they are facing the enemy, they use this artistic conception to have the ability to move people's hearts, but the person who used the sword just now is not just like this, it should be that he has cultivated a method of spiritual attack, otherwise Jiang Feng, who also cultivated martial arts to the Xuan Miao realm, would not have almost fallen under this sword.

With a miss, the arrow flew into the air, and the surrounding desert bandits obviously hesitated, not having the momentum of fighting to the death just now, looking at the companions around them, there was a faint hint of comfort in their hearts.

Between the battles, although as many as seven or eight of the outer disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect died, the damage to the desert bandits was even more severe, in just two or three hours, there were thousands of desert bandits buried in the desolate barren desert, which could be described as piles of corpses and rivers of blood.

The desert bandits were originally a group of robbers, and after injuring thousands of people, the comfort and banditry in their hearts rose up, and they looked at Jiang Feng and the others full of energy, as if they were killing gods, and they receded like a tide, leaving corpses all over the ground.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

The melodious and dull sound of war drums permeated the entire battlefield, countless desert bandits heard that the war drums receded like a tide, coming and going without a trace, Jiang Feng's eyes looked into the distance, only to see, I don't know when a high platform was erected in the distance, on the high platform, a Confucian Confucian student, lupine scarf, talking and laughing, is thousands of troops and horses fall with their fingers, like a peerless strategist.

"The disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect are really extraordinary, today we lost a chip, and we will win and lose tomorrow!"

The faint words, with a magnetic tone came into the ears of Jiang Feng and others, listening to their voices, with a slight trace of childishness that has not yet broken free, he should not be very old, he is a young man, looking at his face, although his face is covered with a black light veil, but he can vaguely see a little white skin under the veil, obviously the white-skinned person, most of them are beautiful, and they should be a handsome young man.

To occupy a place among such fierce bandits as the desert bandits at such a young age is extraordinary!

"This person is one of the three masters of the desert bandits, and he appears with black gauze on his face, never showing his true face, this time the desert bandits deal with the ancient country of Loulan, it is rumored that this person is this person's means and plan, and the most important thing is that it is rumored that this person has obtained the inheritance of the Zongheng family, if he can be caught and forced to ask for the inheritance of the Zongheng family, it will definitely be of great benefit to our future martial arts practice, and the elders of the Haoran Sword Sect have issued a task, as long as they catch him, or take down his head, they can enter the inner door without assessment, and become the inner disciple of the Haoran Sword Sect, and even the precious pill is not spared to reward it。 ”

At this moment, the Demon King of the Mixed World walked over with three companions, a man and two women, and greedily stared at the Confucian students on the high platform in the distance, and said.

"The opportunity must not be lost and will not come again, now that the army has retreated, the victory has been achieved, and it is the time for us to harvest. ”

Looking at Jiang Feng with a hint of hesitation, the Demon King of the Mixed World urged in his ear.

"Do you want to kill me?!Hehe, let's deal with it first, and deal with these demon beasts that smell blood!"

The Confucian looked at the naked murderous intent in the eyes of the Demon King of the Mixed World, with a smile on his face, the feather fan in his hand shook lightly, and in an instant, the earth shook, the desert churned, and the entire heaven and earth sank in an instant, and a terrifying roar rushed over from far and near.

Tang Jinfeng heard the words of the Confucian Sheng, and he didn't know there, he put down his back hand, only to see the Demon King of the Mixed World fanning his hand towards the air, and a stream of indifferent aroma surrounded the entire heaven and earth, spreading into the distance.

"It's not good, let's go, it's soul incense, these desert bandits all have Yin soul incense on their bodies. No, it's better to take it, but these deserts are a medicine guide, as long as they die, the elixir in their bodies will melt and turn into a coordinate that attracts demon beasts. ”

"Terrible, using people as bait, even the dead are not spared, they are all in his calculations, this kind of means is worthy of leading a group of desert bandits to sweep through the ancient country of Loulan. ”

"Senior sister, are we still chasing?"

"Forget it, poor Kou Mo chases, and these baits have played their role, have you noticed that there is a trace of strange fragrance around, these are the aroma of 'human medicine', it is an elixir refined by the alchemist with people as a pill, which has a great attraction to demon beasts, and even causes the demon beasts to rage and fight, in a while, this place will become a human purgatory, even if the great masters of the divine bone realm stay here, they will be besieged by this infinite demon beast and fall here. After all, this is not the first time this has happened!"

The Demon King of the Mixed World and the rest of the people gathered around to discuss whether they should take advantage of the victory to pursue, but they were vetoed by a knowledgeable senior sister, who was the junior sister of the sword ghost.

Hearing the words of the sword ghost's junior sister, everyone all showed a look of regret, just arrived in the barren desert, suffered such a bloody battle, but did not get much substantial benefits, no one else, no one's heart is uncomfortable.

"Hey, forget it, I'm lucky to get it, but I'm sorry to lose my life. Sooner or later, those three masters will die at my feet. ”

Jiang Feng looked at everyone's depressed expressions, stood up, and boosted morale.

"Senior Sister Zixia, in this demon eradication operation, you should be the first to take the lead, if it is for you to take action, I don't know how many people will be killed by the flying ghost cavalry alone, at least we can't beat it. ”

The Demon King of the Mixed World restrained the lost emotions in his heart, looked at the breezy Zixia, and complimented.