Ding Jian pondered for a moment, and then said straight to the point: "Little second brother, I won't tell you, the two of us entered this desert this time to kill the Eighteen Horsemen of the Lost Wind. Excuse me, do you know some information about them?"

The little guy said: "These two little guest officers, you are really here to get rid of the Eighteen Riders of the Wind, are you not joking?"

Ding Jian said seriously: "Of course it's not a joke, it's not that you see that the two of us are not old, and you think you can't fight them."

The little guy smiled and said, "This little guest officer, I don't want to tell lies, I think that although the two of you look like people who practice martial arts, you look too weak to fight those people at all, not to mention anything else, just those people look like fierce gods, and they can scare ordinary people to death." ”

Ding Jian smiled faintly and said: "We are not ordinary people, but spiritual cultivators, although we look weak on the outside, our combat effectiveness is not weak, right, little second brother, listen to your tone, you seem to have seen those people, right?"

The little guy said, "Of course I have seen it." Because, every once in a while, those people come here to eat and drink. ”

Ding Jian sighed and said, "Little Second Brother, I have some curiosity, since those people visit here from time to time, why didn't they embarrass you and the shopkeeper?"

The little guy smiled bitterly and said, "Hehe, if they embarrass us, then no one will provide them with good food and drink for free, so, you should understand." ”

Ding Jian nodded and said, "Well, you said that, I understand." By the way, little second brother, there is no pattern for those people to visit here, do you know when they will come here next?"

The little guy groaned for a moment and said, "In the past, they usually came once every ten days. ”

Ding Jian sighed and said, "Then last time, they came here several times."

The little guy said, "Four days ago." ”

Ding Jian said: "So, then you have to wait for five or six days, right?"

The little guy thought for a moment and said, "I think they might come once tomorrow." ”

Ding Jian said: "How can you say this?"

The little guy said: "Because, I heard a small news that there will be a caravan from Xishan City at noon tomorrow to cross this desert to Beiliang Wangcheng, I guess those people will not be able to help but make a move." And when they get it, they're sure to come here to eat and drink and celebrate. ”

Ding Jiandao: "I see"

Next, after a few more conversations, the meal was served.

So, Ding Jian, who had already gotten the information he wanted, didn't ask much.

He picked up the chopsticks and ate them with Yue Xiaoru.

Half an hour later.

The food on the table has been swept away.

At this time, Ding Jian got up, walked to the counter, and asked if there was a vacant room to move in

The female shopkeeper replied to him, of course.

So, he asked for a room and settled the account early.

By this time, it was already dark.

Ding and Yue went back to the room to rest.

The night was calm and peaceful.

The next day.

One morning, Ding and Yue were practicing in the room.

It was just around noon that they went out.

And after stepping out of the gate of this West Wind Inn, they flew directly into the air.

Then they patrolled the air.

It won't be long.

Sure enough, they saw a caravan coming from west to east.

It was a caravan with more than thirty horses.

I saw one person sitting on each steed and carrying two large bags of things.

I don't know what's inside

Those people, with strong figures, or swords on their backs, or swords hanging from their waists, can be seen at a glance as people who practice martial arts, and their breath is not weak, and their martial arts are extraordinary.

"Giggles, little sword brother, the caravan has already appeared, presumably the Eighteen Riders of the Lost Wind will also appear soon."

"Well, I think it should be soon, haha, my words are not finished, here it is"

I saw that another group of men and horses suddenly appeared on the north side of the desert, rushing towards the caravan quickly.

Ding Jian counted a little and found that there were exactly eighteen horses in total.

In addition, it is a white horse of all colors.

The white horse galloped, galloping like the wind, raising a cloud of sand and dust, confused and confused.

"Brother Little Jian, the Eighteen Horsemen of the Lost Wind have already appeared, when will we make a move?"

"Xiao Qi, don't be in a hurry, let them play for a while. Anyway, there are some capable people in that caravan, and they won't be so easy to lose to that group of horse thieves. ”

"Well, let's wait and see what happens. ”

on the desert.

I saw that the Eighteen Cavalry of the Lost Wind and the caravan were quickly encountered.

Then, representatives of each other stood up and had a conversation.

It's just that it hasn't been negotiated in the end.

So, a scuffle inevitably broke out.

kill

kill

kill

The scene of the fight was very intense.

The sword light, the sword shadow, and the sword are intertwined into a tragic picture.

Although the number of people in that caravan is large, there are also some experts who have achieved physical refining and martial arts.

But when it comes to the ability to kill, it's still those who often do some things that hurt the heavens and reason, and the eighteen horsemen are a step ahead.

Therefore, not long after the battle, many members of that caravan were wounded.

In addition, several people were seriously injured and fell to the ground, losing the strength to fight again.

The balance of victory and defeat tipped in favor of the Eighteen Riders.

"Brother Xiaojian, it seems that the people in that caravan can't hold it anymore, are we going to make a move now?"

"Well, let's go down together. ”

Above the clouds.

Ding and Yue saw that the people of the caravan were about to be defeated.

At that moment, they couldn't bear it anymore, so they landed together.

shout

shout

They rained down like lightning from the sky, so fast that they didn't attract anyone's attention.

Until Ding Jian shouted: "Stop"

The people were taken aback before they stopped.

Let's say, the leader of the eighteen horsemen of the Lost Wind is called Ma Yi, who is a beginner martial arts master, he glanced at Ding and Yue, and saw that the two of them looked like a pair of rookies who had just entered the rivers and lakes, so they didn't look down on it.

He raised his eyebrows fiercely, and said unhappily: "Two milky babies, adults are fighting, it's none of the children's business, what are you doing here?"

Ding Jian smiled faintly and said, "May I ask if you people have a common nickname called the Eighteen Riders of the Lost Wind, right?"

Ma Yiyi: "That's right, these of us are the famous Eighteen Riders of the Wind, boy, you seem to be coming for us"

Ding Jian nodded solemnly, and said: "That's right, the two of us are disciples of the Dragon Sword Sect, and this time we are coming for you, and I want to borrow your head and exchange it for some credits."