Chapter 133: The Twelve Swords of the Meridian

These sand bandits behaved strangely, and the kamikaze people were cautious and on guard, but until they finished eating, they didn't notice anything wrong.

The caravan was about to set off, but the wind gradually blew and blew more and more violently, and the carport was like rain. The wind swept up countless sands and stones, and they vibrated majesticly, like the heavens and the earth cracking, and like the sea falling down and the mountains moving.

The sky was obscured, and it was dark and dreary, darker than the night. All the people were crouched in a circle, not daring to move, and the neighing of horses could be faintly heard in the raging wind and sand.

"There is no weather forecast in the game, and you can only blame bad luck when you encounter wind and sand." Zhang Dabai propped up a sheepskin canopy, covered Hao Fei in, and shouted at the top of his voice.

At this time, the wind was whining, the sand and stones were flying, and Hao Fei didn't speak, only helped to hold the two corners of the sheepskin tent to resist the power of nature.

I don't know how much time passed, the wind gradually weakened, and the heavens and the earth seemed to open their eyes slightly, slowly revealing light.

Zhang Dabai pushed away the half-buried pile of sand and shouted: "Get up, pack up and go!" ”

After shouting this, there was no movement, he shouted again, and there was still a deathly silence in these places.

Zhang Dabai hurriedly jumped out of the sand pit, and lowered his head and instructed Hao Fei: "Don't move, something is wrong." ”

After he finished speaking, he patted the wooden board of the black carriage again, and heard a sound from inside, so he stepped forward to check.

People were covered with yellow sand into small sandbags, he picked one open, and saw that this person was his teammate, and his body breathing was undulating normally, so he kicked lightly and said, "Foil, get up." ”

The man named Huajian was still curled up and motionless, Zhang Dabai hurriedly lifted him up, and found that he was covered in soft mud, his eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, and his breathing was very heavy.

He dragged out five people in a row, all of whom had the same symptoms, and immediately reacted, took out the usual antidote and poured it down, and after a few minutes, there was still no improvement.

"What's the poison?" Zhang Dabai yelled anxiously, and as far as he could see, except for Hao Fei and the people in the carriage, no one could move.

"Pull everyone out first, don't suffocate to death in the sand." Hao Fei hurriedly got up to help, and kept pulling people out of the sand one by one.

Zhang Dabai came to his senses and hurried to save people, he pulled to the fourth, and didn't watch out for the sudden mutation, there was a sentient one in the sand dune, and he slashed him away with a knife.

Hao Fei happened to hold one too, attracted by Zhang Dabai's movement, and just turned his head to look, the one in his hand also moved slightly, and he wanted to pat him in the heart with one palm. Hao Fei was attracted by that side, the two were so close that they didn't have time to dodge, so they had to use the shaking trick to unload the palm power of the comer. This palm was shaken by him from his heart to his shoulder, and he unloaded fifty or sixty percent of the force, and when it hit his body, it was already light, but the impact was still there, and he pushed him five or six steps away before he stopped.

"Rub, missed." The sand bandits who attacked Hao Fei thought that they had missed, and crawled out of the sand pit with an unhappy face. One after another, more than 20 sand bandits came out of the yellow sand, looking at this person and laughing.

"What's so funny, it's not normal to miss such a big wind and sand? Do the right thing, do the right thing, after the end of the old man, I have to go to Zuixianglou to watch the performance. ”

As soon as he said this, the bandits also surrounded him, Hao Fei thought that they were surrounding him, but when he stopped on the opposite side, he found that it was a black carriage.

"Brother Zhang, you have a baby this time." Hao Fei rubbed his shoulders and said. He doesn't really have much energy now, and he doesn't want to waste this kind of ordinary palm power on defense, and he can still bear a little pain.

The bandits didn't know who he was talking to, so they all turned their heads left and right to look for him.

A carp that was split stood up, stretched out his thumb to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there is no impermeable wall in this world." ”

"You're not dead?" The bandit who split the white sky exclaimed.

Zhang Dabai sneered: "If the Shaolin disciple can be killed by a knife like you, then I don't have to go down the mountain to practice, how good it would be to chat directly with the Buddha master." ”

The leader of the sand thieves, the one-eyed dragon, raised his knife and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense with him, chop him together." ”

Seeing that more than 20 people were all attacking him, Zhang Dabai hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Nian, help!" ”

With a "boom", the black carriage surrounded by the sand bandits burst into dispersion, and a black-clothed swordsman burst out of it, the blue sword in his hand turned in a small arc, and stabbed in front of the two sand thieves in the blink of an eye.

These two people are also brave people, one makes a sword and the other makes a sword, shouting and trying to stop, but the three of them staggered.

This move is very important, it can reflect the strength of the black-clothed swordsman, so everyone watched with bated breath and waited for the result.

In a second, two seconds, the two sand bandits finally fell, they were not players so they did not turn into white light, and the corpses fell heavily into the yellow sand, without a sound.

This result was expected, but it was not acceptable to the sand thieves. The one-eyed dragon shouted, "Let's go up and kill him!" ”

The bandits who had originally run towards Zhang Dabai turned around again and shouted to besiege and kill the black-clothed swordsman.

Besieged by more than 20 people, the black-clothed swordsman did not hesitate at all, entangled in the crowd like a swimming fish, and every sword could bring a trace of blood.

"Senior brother, you're not hurt, are you?" Zhang Dabai has come to Hao Fei's side.

Hao Fei shook his head and said, "What kind of swordsmanship is this person using, I haven't seen it." ”

Zhang Dabai said with a smile: "The third-order sword technique of the Songshan faction, the [Meridian Twelve Swords], is even more powerful than Huashan's [Death-Killing Serial Three Immortal Sword]. ”

Hao Fei nodded slightly, and said, "You're not going to help?" ”

Zhang Dabai said with a smile: "This rabble beat me almost the same, and I almost beat Xiao Nian." ”

These sand thieves are all begging for food in the desert all year round, and they are all extremely fierce. They are in the desert, like fish and turtles in the sea, tossing and jumping, and their swords are fast and long. However, these more than 20 people couldn't resist the black-clothed swordsman alone, and he killed this one before he got up, and that one fell down again. I saw the voices of people boiling, iron blades striking each other, blood and sand splashing. The twelve swords of the meridian are wonderful, and the sword is even sharper, no matter how fierce the thief is, he will be stabbed to death by him.

In a few moments, all the sand thieves panicked, like imps meeting gods, like rabbits meeting tigers, and running away in all directions.

The black-clothed swordsman didn't care about the others, he captured the thief and captured the king first, and only went to catch the one-eyed dragon.

The one-eyed dragon shouted in terror, "Brother Feitian, help quickly." ”

The same image appeared, and another carriage suddenly exploded, but instead of a person, a sword flew out of it. Please pay attention to the latest chapters in the future