Chapter 281: One Ride is a Thousand

The desert scenery looks west alone, the yellow sand is flying all over the sky like a galloping horse, there is no life on the boundless land at a glance, and occasionally a few wild beasts will be heard.

The weather was very gloomy, and when the wind and sand blew from afar, it could shave people's faces painfully.

The desert scenery is magnificent, the yellow sand is thousands of miles, and the world seems to be a loess world between heaven and earth.

In such an environment, traces of human life are almost erased.

"Boom—"

The sound of horses' hooves galloping broke the silence, and it was particularly harsh in the empty desert.

Hundreds of horsemen galloped from afar, and the neighing of horses was shocking.

There were shouts in front of them, and more than a dozen cavalrymen appeared on the side of Song Xing and the others, fanning towards several people, and Song Xing could even clearly see that the bows and crossbows in their hands were aimed at the three of them.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, Xi Yao and Bai Qing'er had already begun to make defensive moves.

Although both of them are leaders of the younger generation on the rivers and lakes, they are different from martial arts battles in the face of hundreds of cavalry.

Song Xing, who was sitting on a camel, suddenly said, "It's not for us. ”

As if to cooperate with Song Xing, the cavalry that was originally about to sprint in front of him, accompanied by a sharp whistle, brushed a few people and circled an arc towards the large group of soldiers and horses not far away.

"Looks like who is the other party chasing?" Xi Yao frowned and said.

These cavalrymen were obviously looking for someone, and when they found that several of them were not the people they were looking for, they left directly.

Bai Qing'er looked at the sophisticated equipment of these Turkic soldiers and was a little puzzled: "These soldiers don't look like ordinary Turkic soldiers. ”

Xi Yao said: "It's the Golden Wolf Army of the Turkic Khan, and those who can dispatch the Golden Wolf Army seem to be looking for not ordinary people." ”

Xi Yao guessed that it was very important to deal with the people who were tracking, and the Golden Wolf Army was unwilling to waste time on superfluous things, otherwise, according to the usual habits of the Turks, for a lone pedestrian like himself, it was more likely to kill people and seize money.

The Turkic cavalry was tracking someone, Song Xing didn't want to pay attention to it, and prepared to let the camel leave.

But just as Song Xing was about to leave, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, the camel that had already turned his head and was about to leave paused, and the three camels used their front hooves to dig the ground at the same time, letting out a low neigh.

Animals have spirits and faintly feel the danger coming from their front.

Xi Yao comforted the restless camel that sat down and asked, "Uncle Shi, camels are the most supernatural in the desert, maybe they will run into trouble if they continue to move forward, do you need to change their route?" ”

Song Xing looked at the back of the cavalry in front of him who was almost unclear, and shook his head: "Is this road the fastest to reach Longquan?" ”

After receiving Xi Yao's affirmative answer, Song Xing said: "Continue to hurry and reach Longquan as fast as possible." ”

The three of them calmed the camels and followed the cavalry, and it was not long before they heard the sound of fighting.

These Turkic cavalry came very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the front and surrounded dozens of people in front of them.

"Agudamu!" They shouted in unison, then drew their swords and slashed at the caravan of dozens of people.

At the head of the caravan was an old man with a gray beard, his eyes were piercing, and his body exuded a strong smell of blood, like a bloodthirsty demon king.

The two people around him were not ordinary people, one had a long beard and a strong momentum, and the other was tall and burly, with knotted muscles like iron.

The two people beside him also showed a ruthless attitude, and the tall man in them roared angrily and threw himself at the opposite side.

The leader of the Golden Wolf Rider laughed wildly, stepped forward, and fought with the other party.

The other two also rushed to the enemy separately.

I saw that the two sides were fighting in one place in an instant, blood splashed, swords and swords, and they howled miserably, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

Although the people of the caravan were all brave and good at fighting, after all, there were only a dozen people, and in the face of hundreds of elite cavalry of the Turkic royal court, they gradually fell behind.

"Kill!" The white-bearded old man roared, and his body suddenly accelerated, flying like a cannonball, knocking the leader of the golden wolf horse off his mount.

The face of the leader of the golden wolf rider changed slightly, and after getting up, he hurriedly staggered his steps, dodging his attack, who expected that the other party did not want to fight him, but took the opportunity to bully him and hugged him from behind.

The leader of the Golden Wolf Rider struggled to shake him off, but the old man did not move, his arms tightly wrapped around his body, and he could not get rid of his restraints at all.

The leader of the Golden Wolf Rider sneered, and his left arm clasped the old man hard, and at the same time, his right palm turned into a claw and grabbed at his throat.

There was a muffled sound of "Peng", accompanied by the sound of broken bones, and the old man's eyes burst out, and he died.

After killing the old man, the leader of the golden wolf riders turned over on his horse again, his eyes were full of fierce light, and when he turned his head and saw the three Song Xing riding not far away, his face suddenly sank, and he made a gesture, and dozens of golden wolf riders suddenly broke away from the besieging team and ran towards the three of Song Xing.

Xi Yao's face sank: "Uncle Shi, it seems that they plan to kill us together." ”

Song Xing was silent, as if he didn't see the cavalry rushing in front of him, and still slowly rode the camel forward.

When the cavalry team was only a few meters away from them, and a breath could come to the front, Song Xing reached out and pulled out the Great Evil King behind him, an ordinary slash, and a huge sword qi roared out, instantly cracking the dozen knights in front of them, and even the men and horses were all cracked in two.

These menacing Turkic cavalry thought that they could kill the three of Song Xing when they were captured, but who knew that one of them didn't even have time to scream, and they died tragically under the great evil king.

The scene in the desert was too terrifying, even the two sides of the fierce battle in the distance were shocked, and the leader of the golden wolf cavalry was even more shocked when he saw the inhuman strength displayed by Song Xing, a whistle, even the besieged caravan in front of him couldn't take care of it, and hundreds of horsemen instantly closed together, forming a black and pressing lineup, crushing in the direction of Song Xing.

Killing dozens of horsemen with one sword, Song Xing's face was still expressionless, and when he saw the golden wolf riding towards the three of them, he simply got up from the camel, and with a light touch of his toes, the person was already floating towards the cavalry.

The person was in the air, and the Great Evil King in Song Xing's hand swung out again.

This time, he did not use the slightest true qi in his body, but only relied on his physique, which was almost trained to the limit, and only relied on the strength of his physical body to slash out the Great Evil King in his hand.

After seeing that God was not bad, his physical strength has been growing at a terrifying rate, but he has never used this hole card, and when he shoots against the enemy, he is also Huang Tian's innocence.

Now in this vast desert, facing the most primitive impact of hundreds of Turkic cavalry, he was touched, so he simply gave up his true qi to kill the enemy, and faced the most elite Turkic cavalry with the most primitive and bloody means.

The waves of air were rolling like thunder, and before he could make a move, just a movement of a shaking knife seemed to set off a sandstorm in the desert, shaking the entire sky.

The huge air flow mixed with Song Xing's movements, spreading like a tide, instantly overturning all the ground within a radius of dozens of zhang.

Although Xi Yao and Bai Qing'er behind him tried their best to maintain their figures, they still couldn't resist this powerful air current, and they could only be flipped out of the camel with horror on their faces.

"Uncle Shi's power seems to be even more terrifying than the Yellow Heaven Dafa Dacheng, what realm has he cultivated to!

Xi Yao looked at Song Xing's back, and indescribable horror and longing flashed in his eyes, eager for him to also practice Huangtian Dafa and advance to this invincible realm.

In the terrifying wave of aura, dozens of golden wolves who bore the brunt of the ride, their eyes instantly turned black, and even the people and horses were directly shocked to death by this terrifying pressure.

With the terrible neighing of the horses before they died, the leader of the golden wolf cavalry raised his eyes and looked forward, only to see a brilliant sun appear in the air, and then accompanied by countless sword strength, as if the horse was training through the entire cavalry team.

The red-golden sword burst out, swallowing the heavens and the earth, tearing through the yellow sand in the sky, turning into a huge dragon beast, and instantly devouring hundreds of horses.

The leader of the Golden Wolf Rider only felt a slight pain in his chest, the breeze blew, it didn't hurt, it was warm, but his consciousness fell into a deep sleep little by little, and he couldn't wake up again.

With a loud bang, the ground in front of Song Xing was hundreds of meters square, as if it had been wiped out by a huge palm, and the ground, yellow sand, and vegetation, including the hundreds of horsemen who had originally rushed violently, were all completely erased from this land and disappeared between these knives.

Only an extremely flat, chilling flat land was left in its place!