I saw that the more familiar convoy formed a large circle at this time, some drivers were holding double-barreled shotguns and hiding behind the car to fight back, while the other part of the drivers were holding large wrenches, looking nervous and angry, as if they were scolding something, so that Yang Chenyu was fortunate that a layer of crimson aperture shrouded the entire convoy inside, due to the expansion of the defense range, the crimson aperture appeared very fragile, crumbling under the impact of bullets, but it still existed, but it seemed that it could not last long.

The talisman given by Yang Chenyu was originally used to protect one person, who would have thought that Wang Feng would actually wrap the entire convoy into it, so that it was already the limit to be able to hold on to these dozens of breaths.

Outside the convoy, a group of strong men with meaty faces and light and heavy weapons, or riding camels, or driving jeeps, with a trace of horror on their faces, but the weapons in their hands never stopped, they frantically poured bullets at the convoy, if it were not for the protection of the red circle, I am afraid that those drivers would have been beaten into a hornet's nest.

"Wazhige! Wazhige!" Finally, after a violent shaking of the crimson aura, the crimson aperture turned into pieces and disappeared without a trace, and suddenly those sand thieves let out cheers, Yang Chenyu did not stay in the room all day when he stayed in Hampukon City, and he learned some Kamala language from the waiter in the hotel, this sentence he happened to learn, and the meaning should be similar to the kind of gun not killed.

With the dissipation of the crimson aperture, the drivers who struggled to resist suddenly seemed to be pulled out of their bones, and they were paralyzed one by one, the tension and pressure of the battle were too great, and they were able to protect themselves with the magical aperture before, once there was no aperture, how could the driver with only a few double-barreled shotguns confront the bandits armed with automatic rifles and even light machine gun rocket launchers?

Do you really let them fight with a big wrench?

As for the reporter Zhang, she was also magically in the convoy, but she was already trembling with fright at this time, not to mention what kind of fate she would suffer if she fell into the hands of sand thieves, just the bullets flying back and forth were enough to make this woman who had never seen the battlefield frightened.

Perhaps seeing that the drivers had lost their ability to resist, and that strange circle of light had disappeared from before, the sand thieves smirked and carried their weapons. Rushing towards the convoy, now that the naked lambs have lost their horns to protect themselves, it's everyone's turn to enjoy the thrill of looting!

Yang Chenyu would just ignore it, but since he came, he didn't plan to ignore it.

"Let's try our new tricks with these sand pirates. Yang Chenyu smiled, the magic power of the method comes from Taoism. This is an indisputable fact. After the spirit pond spawned an expanding sandy land, Yang Chenyu's strength began to gradually recover, even higher than when he came to this desert.

After all, as a Qi Refiner. Cultivators, in addition to refining magic weapons, talismans, etc., the greatest power still comes from heaven and earth, so they get rid of other means. The impact of this environment on the combat effectiveness of Qi Refiners can be said to be not small.

"The wind is coming! The sand is rising!" Yang Chenyu shook the dust with his right hand, and a whirlwind immediately formed in the sand hundreds of miles away, and in a moment, the whirlwind turned into a hurricane that expanded in all directions, and countless sand and gravel were swept up, and after mixing with the hurricane, a sandstorm was formed.

Of course, the sandstorm formed by Yang Chenyu's mana was a little different from the sandstorm on this desert.

The wind of the sandstorm above the desert is blowing in one direction, and Yang Chenyu is converging the wind inward in order to control the direction of the sandstorm's movement. As a result, a sandstorm was formed, which resembled a tornado.

In any case, once this sandstorm was formed, it immediately attracted the attention of the sand thieves and even the convoy.

"Mother Cardo!Angra Cheney!(My mother, how can there be a sandstorm!)" The sand thieves didn't care to loot the convoy, turned and rushed to their cars and mounts. They seemed to see that the sandstorm was not large, and tried to rush out before the sandstorm came.

This kind of thing is common for sand thieves in the desert, if they encounter a sandstorm of too large a scale. Naturally, they looked for shelter from the wind and camped on the spot and waited for the sandstorm to pass. When a smaller sandstorm comes, they will flee at a 90-degree angle to the direction of the sandstorm. After all, when a sandstorm comes, no one can say what will happen, and even if the precautions are good, they may be hit by a sand dune falling from the sky and buried alive.

As for the convoy, while rejoicing that the sandstorm had driven away the rioters, they also began to quickly secure the vehicles so as not to be blown away. "Want to escape?" Yang Chenyu smiled gloomily, his left hand was raised flat, but the illusion of a sandstorm appeared in the palm of his hand, and on the side of the sandstorm's movement direction was a group of small black dots, which was naturally the illusion of a sandstorm.

Yang Chenyu's right index finger lightly touched the sandstorm illusion, and then pushed it in the direction of the small black dot, and suddenly those sand thieves who had just sat in the car and mounted found that the sandstorm that was originally a little out of angle turned in the direction and rushed towards them.

"Kado is like rice!" the sand thieves screamed, and the car quickly started and fled into the distance.

But soon they discovered a big problem, no matter how much they changed direction, the sandstorm followed them unhurriedly, like a fly that smelled rotten eggs, and of course the fly was big enough to swatt them to death.

Suddenly, all kinds of angry curses came out of the mouths of the sand thieves, and they realized that something was wrong, so they fled, and before the sandstorm dissipated on its own, their group was exhausted to death.

Perhaps it was the order of the leader of the sand bandits, or perhaps it was the sand thieves who did their own thing, but in short, the sand thieves stopped fleeing, chose a sand dune, set up camp on the spot, and connected the cars together, and all the camels lay down and covered them with canvas, while the people hid under the cars, according to the general practice, this means was enough to protect themselves from the sandstorm.

After all, these means of preventing sandstorm damage have been tempered and used by the people of the desert, and there is no more place for improvement.

But the problem is that what they encountered this time was not a natural sandstorm, but a sandstorm controlled by Yang Chenyu, and Yang Chenyu naturally wouldn't let them go easily in order to test the means.

At this time, it feels like the world has changed so magically than the group of convoy drivers, they originally thought that a catastrophe was coming, relatively speaking, if you encounter pirates at sea, they may also pick up a small life, not every pirate is bloody, either because they are satisfied with your goods, or because you still have the use value of earning ransom, in short, as long as you don't resist, you will not easily lose your life.

But this law is suitable at sea, but not in the desert.