At this moment, although this group of horse thieves suffered heavy losses, it was not without the strength to attack.

They rode their horses, but were in no hurry to attack again.

"General, why did you order a retreat, we will kill that kid soon."

A heavily armored rider asked the thief leader dissatisfied.

"The military order is like a mountain, if you are told to retreat, you will retreat, where is there so much nonsense."

The old man with a goatee beside the thief scolds the armored rider.

And the demon armor rider shot out a gloomy gaze and looked coldly at the old man with a goatee, with disdain and unkindness in his eyes.

"This seat naturally has the plan of this seat, let's count the casualties."

There was not a hint of emotion in the thief's words, and he ordered to the other horse thief beside him.

But the thief did not say a word, and rode away.

The other demon armor riders showed dissatisfied,

They were about to kill the young man with the crossbow, but unexpectedly the gong sounded again.

Ding Xiaoyi rested for a few quarters of an hour, and the true yuan around him began to recover a few percent.

He watched the thieves warily.

The thieves didn't seem to have any intention of evacuating, and rode their horses.

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, but Ding Xiaoyi couldn't tell where the uneasiness in his heart came from.

Although the horse thieves suffered heavy losses, he knew that the horse thieves were still capable of attacking, but they did not attack.

This made Ding Xiaoyi very puzzled, he didn't know what this group of horse thieves was thinking.

Could it be that he was waiting for someone, he couldn't help but think to himself.

Soon, his idea was confirmed,

In the distance, there was a sharp sound of horses' hooves.

The wild sand swept in from afar, and as far as the eye could see, the wild sand in the distance covered the sky and the sun.

The sand and dust in the sky are surging,

There were bursts of shouting from afar, and countless neighing of horses reached Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

In the distance, the sand swept up,

The rolling yellow sand spread like a huge wave, and countless horse thieves came from all directions.

Tumbling sand,

The sound of horses' hooves,

And the cry that broke through the clouds,

A long knife with a handle reflecting the scorching sun is particularly hideous and terrifying.

Tens of thousands of horse thieves came from afar,

The whole desert was blown by gusts of sand, and the blue sky was obscured by the rolling yellow sand.

Ding Xiaoyi's face changed, and it became extremely difficult to look at.

He didn't expect that the horse thieves in the neighborhood were all gathered together, and they were menacing and unstoppable.

Bands of horse thieves converged on the group of horse thieves who had begun, and they galloped wildly, raising their long knives in their hands.

One horse thief after another gathered together,

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were black and oppressive horse thieves, their momentum was like a rainbow, and their emotions were even higher like the scorching sun.

Pursing his dry lips slightly, Ding Xiaoyi knew that he might not be able to hold the sand city this time.

He walked slowly forward,

He stood on top of a pile of sand flanked by horse thieves whom he had slain.

Blood stained the sand pile a scarlet color, and a pungent smell of blood rose up.

Several horse thieves rode up to the thief's side,

A burly and sturdy man,

I saw this big man with a smooth head, and he was carrying a long big knife.

There are also several men in fancy costumes,

At their loins, a long knife shaped like a crescent,

They rode their horses to the old man with the goatee.

"Wan Yanlie, I didn't expect you to be so unbearable, you can't even handle a little kid."

The big bald man quipped to the thief with a long knife.

"Tuoba Po, you don't talk about cool things, you have the ability to do it yourself, that kid is not an ordinary cultivator, but a sword cultivator."

Wan Yanlie ignored the other party's jokes, and he said coldly.

"Sword Cultivation, no matter how powerful Sword Cultivation is, can it still compete with the Demon Armor Heavy Cavalry of your Demon Kingdom?"

That Tuoba didn't seem to believe in the words of the words.

"This is not an ordinary sword cultivator, and its cultivation may have reached the level of sword immortal sword cultivation."

The old man with the goatee on the side explained to the bald man.

"Tsk, when did a sword immortal come to this broken city, Lao Tzu has to take a good look at the power of the sword immortal." The bald man said disapprerovingly.

"Xian Yutong, how many people have you brought here",

The big bald head asked the men in fancy clothes on the side, but the men in fancy clothes ignored him.

"General Wanyan, what is in this sand city, why do you want to mobilize the people so much, don't regret the good price we said."

A man with a feminine face said with a fist to Wan Yan Lie.

"It's not clear what kind of seat there is in this sand city, but the price promised to you will naturally not be broken."

Wan Yan Lie's eyes froze, and his essence burst out, and he replied to the man in strange costumes.

"In the end, I don't care about the rest, as long as the price you give can be fulfilled."

The man in strange clothes nodded and said.

"I said Xian Yutong, how many people did your brothers bring here, just a sand city, I can break it alone."

The bald man asked again to the strangely dressed man.

"Amitabha, the little monk is late."

Just as everyone was talking, a high-pitched Buddha voice came into everyone's ears.

From the pile of sand, dozens of monks wearing monk's robes slowly walked down.

Armed with long staff and swords, they suddenly appeared in front of the group of horse thieves.

"It's not good, Master, I can't imagine that even you have been dispatched, have you monks also moved mortal hearts?"

The big bald head seemed to know the group of monks, and he said to an old monk in a shabby monk's robe and a kind face.

"Tuoba donor, the monk also wants to eat, doesn't he?" The leader monk folded his hands and replied to Tuoba Po.

The other monks were standing behind the monk, but they looked at Tuoba Po with an unkind look in their eyes.

"Great monk, there are demons in this sand city, are you here to get rid of demons and subdue demons?"

Xian Yutong on the side frowned, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Amitabha, Tianlong Temple has always taken it as its mission to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and I have been invited by the Wanyan benefactor, I will come day and night, fortunately, it is not too late."

The monk replied with his hands folded to Xian Yutong.

"Even the monks of Tianlong Temple have been invited, Wan Yanlie, do you want to overturn Nasha City in one fell swoop this time?"

The big bald Tuoba asked again without fear.

While the horse thieves were talking to the group of monks,

I saw a figure in the sky shooting from a distance,

The speed of the figure was very fast, and it settled in front of everyone in an instant.

But it was an old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist crown, wearing a long Taoist robe, and holding a dust.

I saw that this Taoist priest had a thin face, a long beard under his chin, and a touch of Taoist fairy temperament spontaneously.

"Hahaha, even the Taoist priest is here, there is a good show to watch now",

The big bald head seemed to be a chatter, and he couldn't help but say excitedly when he saw the Taoist priest falling from the sky. 、

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's too late to be poor",

The Taoist priest waved the dust in his hand and waved to everyone.

"Dustless Taoist, I didn't expect even you to come, Amitabha",

The kind-looking monk greeted the Taoist priest Heshi.

"It's not good, master, don't come to harm's harm",

Wuchenzi also bowed to the great monk, and then Wuchenzi turned to Wanyan Lie again.

"General Wanyan, the poor road is a step too late, please forgive me."

Wuchenzi said lightly to Wanyan Fierce Wind.

"Dustless Daoist, you are polite, there are demons in Shacheng, they have controlled the will of the residents of Shacheng, and they will ask Daoyou to take action at that time."

Wan Yanlie said politely to Wuchenzi.

"That's nature, it's my duty to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

The Taoist priest said humbly.

Ding Xiaoyi in the distance watched one master after another appear,

The uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.

What secrets are hidden in this sand city, and it will actually let the masters of the two hidden sects of Buddhism and Daomen come.

When Ding Xiaoyi was frightened,

He felt the space behind him suddenly twist.

He looked back and saw that the old woman who had given him new shoes had appeared behind him at some point.

"It's too late for you to leave!"

The woman's voice was low and hoarse.

Although it sounded very uncomfortable, Ding Xiaoyi felt an indescribable kindness.