"Boss Song, we can't go any further, we have entered the Mohai Sea deep enough, and if we go inside, we will not encounter those small tribes a few days ago, just these guards we have hired will be difficult to deter the warriors of the big tribes. Luo looked at the endless rolling yellow sand in front of him, and a trace of deep worry appeared on his face covered with deep wrinkles.

"Old boss, let's go ahead and see, I bought a lot of goods this time, but when I meet these small tribes, the ability to buy is really limited, if I can't sell out this batch of goods as soon as possible, I can't even recover the capital." ”

Boss Song sighed and said: "If it weren't for the blood wolf launching a large-scale raid again, I wouldn't have hired more than forty guards at one time, you often go to this desert, and you know the distribution of barbarian tribes well, so be more involved, after this trip to business, I will definitely add more money to you!"

"Hey, that's okay, let's go a hundred miles further, there are two slightly larger tribes in front, let's try our luck there." Luo tilted his head and pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Okay, just wait for your old words!" Boss Song heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his dark face, he turned around and said loudly to the nearly two hundred entourage behind him: "Guys, work harder, let's go another hundred ......"

"Silence!"

Boss Song hadn't finished his words yet, but he was immediately grabbed by Luo Jiao beside him, and shouted to him in a low voice at the same time.

"Ah, Luo Tuotou, is something wrong?" Boss Song was surprised, he had walked the desert many times, and he was not completely inexperienced, as soon as he saw Luo Tuotou's cautious look, he also realized that something was wrong.

"Hey, it's over!" Luo straightened his head and straightened his thin body, glanced at the calm desert in front of him, and a look of extreme frustration and chagrin suddenly appeared on his face, he turned to Boss Song and said, "Don't resist for a while, maybe there is still a chance to live!"

"Ah, have we met the robbers?" Boss Song's heart trembled, he grabbed Luo Jiaotou's shirt, pointed to the calm desert in front of him, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Luo Jiaotou, don't scare me, isn't it calm ahead!"

"Boom Boom"

Before Boss Song's words fell, a rush of hooves suddenly sounded in the originally extremely calm desert in front of him, and then in less than half a cup of tea, a rolling wave of dust immediately rose on the sand dunes not far ahead, and rushed towards the direction of Boss Song's caravan.

A moment later, the rolling waves of dust had already rushed to the front of the caravan, and a cavalry team of nearly a hundred men emerged from the dust waves, but they were burly and stout, with a high nose and curly brown hair, riding desert camels.

These big men were all dressed in gray coarse cloth clothes, with some rough copper rings on their noses and ears, and a long knife hanging slightly curved around their waists.

"Barbarian, barbarian!" Boss Song's voice trembled, and his heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom.

"Woo Woo Woo"

The barbarian cavalry that galloped to the front of the caravan, after indifferently glancing at the frightened crowd in the caravan, all drew their short knives hanging from their waists at the same time.

"Wait!" Luo Jiang was immediately shocked when he saw the movements of the barbarian cavalry, he raised his hands high, and said loudly to the barbarian cavalry in front of him: "I don't want all my belongings, just ask the heroes of the barbarians to let us live!"

"Hmph, the property is naturally ours, but the lives of you cunning desolate people are also ours!" a fierce-looking barbarian from the barbarian cavalry stepped forward and said coldly.

"This good man, I have had a few encounters with the leader of your Scorpion Tail tribe, and I have also drunk together, I hope that for the sake of my friendship with the nobles, let us go!" Luo said urgently.

"The Scorpion Tail Tribe?"

When the barbarian man with a fierce face heard this, he laughed out loud, not only him, but also the barbarian warriors behind him laughed wildly, and their eyes were full of playful looks.

"Old man, we are not a weak Scorpion Tail tribe, we are a powerful Sand Tribe. The vicious man looked up and said.

"But, isn't this the territory of the Scorpion Tail Tribe?" Luo said with a little surprise when he heard this.

"Haha, old man, how long has it been since you been to this land?" the vicious man sneered, "Since three months ago, our Sand Shattering Tribe has already swallowed up all of the Scorpion Tail Tribe with the help of our allies. ”

"What, how is this possible!" Luo turned his head when he heard this, his heart shook, and he retreated again and again, he also knew this broken sand tribe very well, it was a tribe in the desert sea that lived by plundering, even some weak barbarian tribes, and they were often looted, very vicious.

"Now you can die!" the fierce man looked hideous, he snorted viciously, and with a wave of his arm, the barbarian warrior behind him, who had long been unable to hold back, immediately waved the long knife in his hand and rushed towards the caravan.

"Hengzhu is also a death, fight with them!" someone in the caravan shouted.

"Damn, if you fight, even if you die, you have to bite off a piece of their flesh. ”

Almost all the members of the caravan were men, on the great wilderness, martial arts prevailed, almost everyone had practiced some martial arts, seeing that they had encountered barbarians, there was no hope of survival, so they also gave up, they picked up the weapons and clubs around them, and immediately rushed towards the barbarian warriors who were slashing at them.

The two sides immediately became a group, although the number of caravans was large, but except for the more than forty cultivators hired to be guards above the fifth level of martial arts, the rest of the people were almost ordinary people, and some of them were considered to have practiced martial arts, but they were only cultivators of martial arts two or three.

And the barbarians on the other side are almost all martial artists above the fifth level of martial arts, and there are also a lot of sixth- and seventh-level cultivators, so as soon as the two sides fight, in less than a moment, the victory or defeat will be decided.

"Chu Yun, what should we do!" After a sand dune, Ye Qing looked at Chu Yun who had just arrived here and asked.

"Save that caravan, don't kill all the other barbarians, leave some, maybe you can hear some news of the blood wolves from their mouths. Chu Yun looked at the people in front of him who were fighting bloodily and said.

"No!"

When the young men of the Hanfeng squad around Chu Yun heard Qi Nuo's words, they pulled out the fierce knives they were carrying behind their backs and rushed towards the barbarian warriors in front of them.

"It's over, it's over!" Boss Song sat on the ground and looked at the caravan members who were constantly lying in a pool of blood around him, his heart was cold, thinking of his wife and young son at home, his heart was full of endless remorse.

"That's it, it's better for me to break it myself than to die in the hands of the barbarians!" Boss Song stretched out his trembling right hand and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a small black pill with a slight fishy smell inside, and was about to swallow it.

However, just as he lifted the pill and was about to put it in his mouth, the corner of his eye suddenly seemed to see something, he was slightly stunned and looked to the right, only to see a sand dune, and suddenly rushed out more than twenty young men with fierce knives.

These young men had a cold expression, light steps, and extremely fast movements, and in a few breaths, they rushed out of hundreds of meters and came to the battle groups around the caravan, and then these young men raised their swords and slashed at the barbarian warriors who were twice as tall as them.

"Brush Brush Brush"

The cold light flashed suddenly, bringing up streams of blood splashing, and as soon as these teenagers fought with the barbarian warriors, more than ten barbarian warriors were immediately beheaded under the fierce swords of these teenagers.

The breath is deep, the clothes are windless, and every knife is slashed with a whining sound of breaking the air, although Boss Song's martial arts cultivation is not profound, but he has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he can also see at a glance that these more than twenty teenagers who are only fourteen or fifteen years old are all high-level martial artists of the sevenfold martial arts.

"Who are these teenagers?" The small pill in Boss Song's hand slipped quietly, and the hope of being alive rose in his heart again, he shuddered, and without thinking about it, he threw himself at a dead body in front of him, put the corpse on himself, and pretended to be dead.

"The demon god is on top, where is this little cub who ran out!"

The leader of the barbarian warriors with a fierce face cut off the head of a caravan guard with a knife, turned to look around, and there was a little surprise in his eyes, these teenagers who didn't know where to run out turned out to be high-level martial artists of the seventh level of cultivation, but after a short period of kung fu, more than 20 people under his command were killed by these teenagers.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

The barbarian leader shouted, raised the long knife in his hand and charged at the dark-skinned stout young man closest to him, the long knife in his hand slashing straight at the young man's head.

"Big man, good time!"

When Shi Long saw the barbarian leader rushing towards him, he was not afraid, he clenched his long knife and slashed at the barbarian leader, and slashed away.

"Die, I'm an eightfold martial artist, and you dare to cut me down even a seven-fold cub. The leader of the barbarians laughed evilly, and the power in his hand suddenly increased by several points.

"Hey, hey. ”

Just as the long knife of the barbarian leader was about to collide with Shi Long's sword, Shi Long suddenly let out a smug laugh, and saw the strength in his body luck, and his wrist immediately twisted into a strange angle in an incredible way, and the knife in his hand also turned in the direction of it.

"Huh"

The fierce knife in Shi Long's hand miraculously dodged the long knife of the barbarian leader, and as soon as his body turned, the fierce knife in his hand actually slashed the arm of the barbarian leader, cutting an extremely long wound, which was deep enough to see the bones.

"Ah, little cub!"

The barbarian leader screamed in pain with blood flying from his arms, and he turned his body to kill the stone dragon, but he was shocked to find that the swarthy and strong-looking young man actually turned his head and ran away with a blow.

"Chu Yun, this big man's cultivation is one weight taller than me, I can't beat him!" Shi Long shouted, running fast.

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