And this dog-beating stick method is not just a head, it can be said to do whatever you want, see where you hit, the lightest one has to break a few ribs, and if you hit a heavy one, you will lose your life like the previous three.

As for Su Ying's beating of dogs, whether these sand thieves live or die depends on whether their lives are hard or not.

"Dogs, if you are disobedient, don't blame your mother for being ruthless." Su Ying sneered.

Knowing that at this time, the leader of the sand thieves understood the meaning of what Su Ying said before, and immediately understood that this Su Ying was not easy to deal with, and he immediately reacted, preparing to attack and rush out in another direction.

It's just that when the sand thief leader just turned to the rear, before he could give orders to his men, he realized that there was another person not far behind him.

And this person's dress looked very strange, dressed in pitch black as ink, like funeral clothes, and in his hand he held a big sword much taller than himself, and the sword body was extremely thick.

And the other sand thieves who stayed in place also looked at each other when they found the person behind them, after all, they could tell from their faces that this person must not be a good stubble.

After all, the person who can wield such a heavy sword will definitely not be a simple character, but fortunately, the sharp-eyed ones also found a person on the other side.

This person's face is very handsome, and the temperament revealed by the whole body is incomparably outstanding, especially the skin, which is white and smooth, like a pearl in the sun, constantly shining with its own light.

And these sand thieves who have been living in the desert can be said to have never seen such white skin, and looking at his leisurely appearance, it can be guessed that he is probably a son who only knows how to enjoy happiness at home.

Although this man also had a good-looking sword in his hand, it was obviously nothing compared to another gloomy man with that kind of sword.

For the sand thief leader who has just encountered too many encounters, he can only choose a point that can easily break through, and the persimmon should be pinched softly, and he also understands this reason.

But after all, I have made two wrong decisions before, which makes me constantly make a fool of myself.

So this time, in order to avoid making a fool of himself again, the leader of the sand thieves, who began to become a little cautious, pulled over a few sand thieves around him and urged, "A few of you give it to me!" ”

Seeing that the leader of the sand thieves began to become a little cautious, Xie Xiaofeng, who was waiting on the side, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "Why bother so much, I will also make you die a happy death." ”

And when the sand thief leader heard Xie Xiaofeng say these words so confidently, he was indeed frightened immediately, but he immediately reacted.

The man in front of him looked weak, what if he deliberately said such things to scare him?

So after a short period of entanglement, and for the sake of the nickname of his group, he finally called a few people to go up to find Xie Xiaofeng, who seemed to be delicate and weak, to try his skills.

So as before, a small group of sand thieves rushed towards Xie Xiaofeng with the knives in their hands, but those few people didn't even have time to swing the swords in their hands when they approached Xie Xiaofeng.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flashed in the air, and the sand thieves didn't even know how they died, so they fell to the ground in a daze.

So fast-

The sand thief leader who was still thinking looked at the blood-dripping sword in Xie Xiaofeng's hand in front of him at this moment, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Do you still want to escape?" Xie Xiaofeng asked.

Although the gang of sand thieves in front of them make a living by killing people and drinking blood all year round, they are actually a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and their courage is actually very small.

When this kind of person knew that he was not the opponent of these people, he could not run or walk away at present, so this group of people immediately dismounted and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

"The hero spares his life, the hero spares his life."

Xie Xiaofeng picked up a piece of cloth on the corpse to wipe off the remaining blood stains on the Buddha's lightsaber, and at the same time turned to look at the sand thieves, "You have done a lot of evil, why should I let you go?" ”

"Hero, we are also eating in the desert, and we hope to give us a way to live."

"If I let you go, will the people you killed still live?" Xie Xiaofeng said.

"We don't dare anymore, spare our lives......"

It is not easy to live in this vast desert, of course Xie Xiaofeng knows this, and he doesn't want to kill at the moment.

Xie Xiaofeng turned his head to look at the woman in green, turned around and swung his sword and cut off one of the arms of the sand thief leader.

Boom - the light flashed, and the Buddha light sword in Xie Xiaofeng's hand was quickly withdrawn, and the sword light was so fast that the blood stains on the broken arm of the sand thief leader had not even had time to flow down.

And the sand thief leader kneeling on the sand didn't react at all, and he didn't even feel any pain at this moment.

But even if the speed is so fast that it is impossible to perceive it, time is passing, and people are not unconscious all the time.

I saw that after having enough time to react, the sand thief leader also began to react, covering his broken arm and rolling and crying on the sand.

After all, it was not only the pain in the wound, but also the grief in my heart that I would lose one arm forever after my right arm was cut off.

Not to mention that for a normal person, there is no difference between discarding an arm and becoming a completely wasted person, not to mention that this is still a person who practices martial arts.

However, even though the sand thief leader who was constantly rolling on the ground was crying wolf, Xie Xiaofeng was indifferent, and the other sand thieves didn't dare to move a single bit, no matter how loyal they were, the killing god was in front of them at this moment.

"If you call it again, I don't mind, each of you will lose an arm."

At this time, the woman in green standing on the side seemed to be unable to stand the tragic wail of this person, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward and shout like this, and then let out a wolf howl towards the surrounding wolves, only to see that the sand wolves took another step closer to everyone, and nearly doubled the encirclement of everyone.

And the sand thieves who had already died a group of companions were even more frightened at this time, and couldn't help but wonder if the group of people in front of them were really ready to feed them all to the wolves?

Seeing that Xie Xiaofeng on the other side had already withdrawn his sword from his waist and retreated with Shen Yifei and Su Ying to avoid the wolves around them, but those who were still among them were surrounded by wolves, and the sand thieves still couldn't stop trembling.

After all, as I said before, in this vast desert, these hordes of hungry wolves are more terrifying than their group of sand thieves.