The desert sky, the child's face, changes when it is said.

A few seconds ago, the Ganling Desert where people were located was still under the scorching sun, but now it was extremely dark with yellow sand.

In the face of the sudden change, the soldiers of the Rising Sun on the battlefield showed enough calmness and astonishing composure. On the battlefield, the slightest change could signal the imminent danger, but they had no time to take care of it. For them, the most immediate threat comes from the Gale Troopers, who are entangled with them.

The soldiers of the Meng Yi Guard, who are going through one of the toughest battles of their military careers. The expected clean and clean enemy annihilation battle has become unrecognizable due to the appearance of a group of strange opponents. The enemy's various attack methods and despicable and shameless tactics not only made them tired of coping, but also made them deeply appreciate the grievance and depression that they could not use with all their strength. It is no exaggeration to say that even in the face of the 500,000 iron horsemen of the Wind Spirit Clan, they were not as embarrassed and wolf as they are today.

"Gale blows, strong enemy bestows the head!" Xuanyuan Yu, who was in the air, looked at the changes around him, and let out a loud cry from his mouth.

The Gale Players on the battlefield brushed the ground and pulled down their masks. The strong reinforcements of the Sand Clan have finally started, and their battle has only really started from this moment!

"It's amazing! How did the Sand Clan do it?" On the sand dunes, Zhu Xiaoqi looked at the huge sand curtains that were slowly rising from the periphery of the battlefield with a surprised face, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

During the battle on the road to wealth, the Sand Clan's ability to come and go freely in the sand and the powerful Phantom Sand Thousand Blades Array left a deep impression on him and aroused his strong curiosity. Now, the super control of the desert displayed by the Sand warriors made his heart sway. What kind of talent has nature bestowed upon this mysterious race that allows them not only to thrive in the vast sea of sand, but also to possess such magical skills?

"This is the power of the magic circle!" Leng Yunfei stood up and sighed lightly as he looked at the battlefield.

"Magic Circle?" Zhu Xiaoqi said in surprise, "Didn't the Divine Court promulgate the Bright Convention a long time ago?"

"Not all races believe in the gods, and not all races have been domesticated by the gods. Leng Yunfei sighed leisurely, "Of course, the price of resistance is heavy, this race in the desert has long lost its former glory. If it weren't for the long wind, we wouldn't have had the chance to see the charming demeanor of the Sand warriors until we die of old age!"

"Damn, this is another pit!" Realizing that the soldiers he borrowed had once again broken the taboo of the Divine Court, Zhu Xiaoqi suddenly felt like a fight.

"Don't worry about a lot of accounts, what else do you have to be afraid of today? You appreciate it slowly, I'm going to do something!" Leng Yunfei smiled and walked towards Hou Xiaoshan, who was not far away. The enemy is already trapped in the sand, and once the melee begins, it's his sniper's turn to show his skills.

"Old company commander, it seems that I can only join your reserves. Zhu Xiaoqi walked a few meters to the right and lay beside Raymond.

No one paid any attention to him. Lei Meng and several of his men were watching the battlefield intently. For the officers and soldiers of the wolf-killing cavalry, this was a completely unfamiliar battle. The shock of this battle to their psyche was enough to change their military careers.

"How is this possible!" Looking at the huge sand curtain that was slowly closing above the battlefield, the poisonous wolf's expression was very solemn.

"Captain, what the hell is going on?" the black wolf, the leader of the third platoon, who had just gathered the wounded together, hurriedly ran to his side and asked with a worried face.

The huge sand curtains that appeared around and overhead had turned the entire battlefield into a closed space, trapping them in the yellow sand.

"The Sand Clan, it's the Sand Clan! I didn't expect them to be a thug for Zhu Xiaoqi!" the poisonous wolf sighed.

"Sandman?" the black wolf looked at him with a confused expression.

The poisonous wolf didn't have time to explain to him.

"Order a platoon of four, come close to me at once! Order three platoons, try to break away from the battle and join us!Everyone, beware of the enemy in the sand!" he commanded loudly.

"Yes!" the herald quickly rushed to the battlefield with his order.

"Black wolf, you lead the three platoons to break through in the direction you came, and kill a bloody way for Lao Tzu!" the poisonous wolf said in a deep voice. The battlefield has taken a sharp turn, and if you want to be invincible, you must drill out of the net laid by the Sand Clan. Otherwise, the sinister and cunning Gale Warrior and the elusive Sand Warrior join forces, and his soldiers will be in great danger.

"I hope it's still too late!" the poisonous wolf let out a heavy sigh as he looked at the dim battlefield and listened to the earth-shattering sound of fighting.

The most dazzling place of spiritual power on the battlefield is Xuanyuan Yu's battlefield. As the white wolf joined the battle group, he faced three martial honorable level powerhouses, ushering in the most passionate battle after leaving hell.

In less than ten minutes, he threw at least a hundred heavy punches, repelling the siege of the three Martial Venerables again and again. The speed of spiritual power consumption was amazingly fast, and the enemy's offensive was becoming more and more fierce, even with Cang Yuyao's assistance, he still felt a huge pressure.

However, no matter how much pressure he has to bear.

The Sand Clan's offensive has been launched, and the seamless cooperation between the Gale Troopers and the Sand warriors on the battlefield has posed a great threat to the enemy. He must entangle these strong men in order to reduce the casualties of his troops and ensure that the tide of the battle develops in favor of the gale.

"Three Martial Venerables, the strength is not as good as Er'er! Come again!" a punch repelled the white wolf, dodging the attack of the green wolf, Xuanyuan Yu laughed.

"On the battlefield, those who are capable die the fastest!" the private sneered, jumped high and pounced on him.

The kitchen knife in Cang Yuyao's hand rolled up a heavy wave of knives, and golden light shot out one after another, sealing the attack route of the privates.

The private swung his sword calmly in the air, slashing out one after another. After a few crisp sounds, the golden light burst into clusters of light and dissipated in the air.

Although the offensive was defused, Cang Yuyao's figure had already appeared above the private, and the kitchen knife in his hand slashed at him in the air. The soldiers were undaunted and swung their swords to meet the attack. With a violent explosion, the two figures fell back to the ground.

"Beauty, what a fast knife!" the private couldn't help but smile wryly as he looked at the clear knife marks on the armor on his chest.

"Xuanyuan, are you okay?" Cang Yuyao fell to Xuanyuanyu's side and asked with a concerned expression.

"I'm fine, but he's fine. Xuanyuan Yu looked at the private, "Dare to fight the idea of the little seven women, this IQ is worrying!"

"The IQ of the two of you is not much higher! The enemy has so many martial artists, you are completely looking for abuse!" Cang Yuyao chirped.

"Who made us masochistical, especially Xiao Qi!" Xuanyuan Yu quipped.

"I know you're upset. But you have to hold back until you have to. Cang Yuyao whispered in his ear, "Otherwise, as long as one of these people runs away, there will be endless troubles." ”

"I know. Xuanyuan Yu nodded slightly.

The green wolf and the white wolf were preparing to attack again when the order of the poisonous wolf came.

"Withdraw!" sighed the green wolf.

The white wolf nodded silently.

While besieging the powerful Wuzun on the opposite side, the two of them noticed that their own soldiers were constantly wounded and fallen nearby, and they were surprised by the change in the tide of battle. The swords that suddenly burst out of the sand, the Gale soldiers with masks and goggles on their faces, were enough to show that the sand that trapped them was a trap carefully laid by the enemy, and that the hunters had now become the targets of the enemy.

Faced with the retreating enemy, the Gale Men did not pursue. After seeing Xuanyuan Yu's gesture, they pounced in the other direction of the battlefield.

There, more than twenty Gale Troopers were engaged with twice as many enemies.

"Withdraw!" Finding that the enemy's reinforcements were quietly rushing towards his troops, the red wolf no longer hesitated and decisively gave the order to retreat.

However, it seems that the soldiers of the Rising Sun have run out of battle.

Because when the red wolf's order reached their ears, a small tornado quietly appeared on the dim battlefield. The wind rose, the sand danced, the wind and sand were intertwined, and the tornado expanded rapidly, and soon swept the officers and soldiers of the third platoon.

In the narrow space of dozens of square meters, all that can be heard is the harsh sound of the wind, only the endless yellow sand can be seen, and the only thing that can be felt is the suffocating oppression.

"Platoon commander, what should I do?" someone asked in alarm.

"Kill it!" the red wolf snorted coldly, the long sword in his hand shining brightly, and stabbed towards the sand stream in front of him.

"Kill!" The soldiers also raised their swords and slashed towards the sand stream in front of them.

A powerful force penetrated through the long sword, and the red wolf let out a muffled snort, and the long sword in his hand almost wanted to get out of his hand. At that moment, a long sword suddenly stabbed through the sand stream and stabbed him in the chest.

The red wolf staggered back a few steps, narrowly avoiding the attack of the long sword.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Beside him, several cries of pain sounded. Several soldiers were swept through his body by swords and fell limply behind him. The rest of the soldiers, hurriedly dragging the wounded man to the ground, retreated to his side, and looked at the monster in front of him with a look of horror.

"There are enemies in the sand, platoon commander!"

"What the hell is this, it can actually defuse spiritual attacks!"

"Platoon commander, die a brother!"

An atmosphere of desolation and despair permeates the small space.

"Captain, we can't break through!" said the black wolf, running from behind, angrily.

"What's going on?" the poisonous wolf's heart sank, and he turned to look at the black wolf with a grim face.

"As soon as the soldiers approached the sand curtain, they were bounced open. The black wolf sighed.

"Won't we attack with spiritual power?" asked the poisonous wolf with a frown.

"I tried, but it didn't work for me to do it myself. I concentrated the strength of the whole platoon to attack, but still did not open the gap, and all the spiritual power was scattered. The black wolf looked at him helplessly.

The wolf was silent. He looked at the sand curtain in the distance and raised his hand slightly.

In the dimness, a brilliant earthy yellow ball of light flew out of his hand and smashed into the sand curtain in the distance.

"Phew"!

The ball of light was like a pebble thrown into the lake, causing a ripple on the sand curtain and exploding to pieces.

"Good, good!" The scene in front of him made the poisonous wolf laugh angrily.

"If you dare to use the magic circle to yin me, then don't complain about Lao Tzu's cruelty!" he smirked, his eyes cruel and cold.

"Three rows, formation!" he said as he looked at the black wolf.

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