The wind suddenly picked up during the night, and the temperature around the temporary base dropped considerably.

Although the site of the temporary base was selected as a leeward outlet, the cold wind was bitter, mixed with the yellow sand blown by the wind, which made people reluctant to be exposed to the outside world.

Fortunately, these outsiders all have tents, and everyone has gathered their own tents, a total of more than a dozen, and they can still live if they are squeezed.

The yellow sand was blown on the tent, making a loud noise, and it was inevitable that people would feel a little unwell when they listened, but fortunately, Dowling cooked some hot soup, accompanied by air-dried beef, and drank a few bowls of hot soup to warm up people.

"Is this your food? It's really delicious. Cuong drank the soup cooked by Dowling and ate air-dried beef, and was very emotional for a while.

"What is this, this is President Kunnan of the Resurrection Society, he is a very good cook, and the food he makes is very delicious." Dowling said honestly.

"Where, where we have time, we can talk to each other, if you don't talk about Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon Residence, I don't even know that you are the famous young chef god of the Shenwu Empire." Kun Nan smiled and shook his head, it seemed that as long as he discussed cooking, he would restrain that kind of heroic spirit that was high up and not frightened.

Outside the tent, the Shura people on night duty huddled together and chatted, and everyone else got into the tent one after another, snoring one after another.

Dowling didn't sleep, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he also lay down in the warm quilt, but he couldn't sleep peacefully, so he simply got up, got dressed and walked out of the tent.

"Can't sleep?"

A voice came from behind Dowling.

Dowling looked back and saw Kun Nan looking at him with a smile on his shoulders.

"I always feel like I won't be alive tonight, they will definitely come, and now that there are few of us, they will definitely not want to let go of this good opportunity." Dowling shook his head, his gaze swept over the surrounding desert and groaned.

"You're right, they're definitely coming tonight." Kun Nan said with an oath.

"Looks like the hero sees the same thing, hahaha," Dowling said with a smile.

"Boom!" A thunderous sound exploded overhead.

Kun Nan's eyes were quick, and he pushed Daolin in front of him aside, the black light flashed, and a sharp arrow that shot extremely quickly was caught in the palm of his hand.

"I finally can't help but do it!" Dowling squinted at the place where the voice came from and muttered.

In fact, even if Kun Nan didn't push him just now, this arrow wouldn't hurt him, but he still recorded Kun Nan's kindness in his heart.

There was a loud rush in the distance, as if thousands of troops were rushing to kill.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The Shura tribesmen quickly rushed out of their tents and set up their formation.

"Southwest." Cuong shouted.

The Shura people quickly pulled out a few wooden blocks from their clothes, and after a few strokes, they quickly turned into a bow and arrow, and then pulled the bow and arrow directly to the southwest.

"Shoot!"

The sound of the bowstring instantly resounded in my ears, and the homemade bow and arrow turned into a black cloud and smashed towards the southwest.

"Shoot again..."

Round 2... Round 3... Round 4...

"Charge with me..."Ah Qiang bore the brunt of the charge, rushing towards the southwest with dozens of his clansmen.

"It's too reckless, I don't know how many people there are on the other side to rush to charge, it's just...", Dao Lin said with a hammer hand.

"It's self-defeating, isn't it? It doesn't matter to us whether they die or not, it's a big deal for us to leave. Kun Nan sneered and patted Dowling on the shoulder and said.

Dowling turned his head and glanced at Kun Nan, and had to say that this king of the underground world of the Burning Sun Empire was really a ruthless guy.

"But after all, it's dozens of lives!" Dowling said angrily.

Soon there was a slashing sound in the distance, and Dowling's face showed a sad expression.

At this moment, the sound of rushing and killing also sounded in the north, and it sounded like reinforcements from the Shura tribe.

"Okay, the two clans are fighting, it has nothing to do with us, let's go back, it's really cold this weather." Kun Nan shook the yellow sand on his body and walked towards the big tent.

"Foreigners, kill!" Suddenly, there was a shout around the camp.

"Turn the tiger away from the mountain!" Dowling was startled and hurriedly looked.

I saw that in the yellow sand that was originally fluttering around the camp, a figure suddenly shook, and people in white leather jackets rushed towards this side, and the weapons in their hands emitted a cold glow in the moonlight.

"They have weapons!" Kun Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, he originally thought that the enemy would be as backward as the Shura clan, but he didn't expect that the other party would still have iron weapons.

"What if they have weapons, I'll see how big the waves they can make!" Dowling smiled, his eyes were not panicked, but murderous.

"It's okay, let's compete again, this time it's better to see who kills more, half of one person, and the right side belongs to me." Kun Nan laughed, and the sharp knife appeared in his hand, and the figure rushed forward in a flash.

"Okay, then let's see!" Dao Lin watched Kun Nan step forward, and the blood in his body that had been calm for a long time instantly boiled.

"Boom..."

The blood mist and the gathering stars were grabbed by Dao Lin, and their figures flashed and rushed towards the yellow sand.

The knife does not leave a trace, and the skin and flesh are open to see the bone soul. - Peel!

The move is as fast as lightning, and the knife turns chaotic. - Remove the meat!

Splitting like a tiger breaking through a cage, the fierce and domineering spirit converges in it. - Broken bones!

There is nothing to hide under the chaotic cloak, and the horizontal knife is flying at the flesh and blood. - Broken intestines!

I see that all beings have no intention, and compassion lives on forever. - Divide the tendons!

Chase the soul and ask for your life as you like, even if the lonely soul can't escape. - Take the marrow!

The cold light flashed, blood splattered, and everywhere Daolin passed, people were flying, and blood was sprinkled on the wasteland, smashing hot blood puddles one after another.

"Hahaha........." Kun Nan saw that Dao Lin was so powerful, he also laughed like a madman, and where the sharp knife passed, human lives withered.

………………

On a low hill in the distance, Lu Yan took the elite of the Demon Spirit Clan to watch the battle below.

The Three Protectors of Divine Punishment stood by Lu Yan's side.

"Those two are the best of the outsiders?" Lu Yan asked, staring at Dao Lin and Kun Nan.

"That's right, that middle-aged man is the president of the Resurrection Association of the Burning Sun Empire, a middle-grade or even high-grade Divine Fusion Realm powerhouse, that young man is a rising star, called Daolin, the specific cultivation realm is unknown, and he can fight beyond the level." The Protector replied in a deep voice, and I could tell from his expression that there was some concern.

"Lu Feng, bring a few good hands to take them down!" Lu Yan said in a slightly majestic voice.

"Yes, father." Lu Feng lowered his head and replied.

In a tent in the makeshift stronghold, Chu Xiyun and the old donkey's head stood by the curtain and watched the battle outside.

"Will the two of them do it?" Chu Xiyun was a little worried about her nephew's comfort.

"What are you afraid of, that kid from Dowling is very hard!" The old donkey said nonchalantly.

"Then we can't rest forever, right?" Chu Xiyun said anxiously.