A gust of wind blew against the moraine, raising a cloud of sand and dust, and within ten steps, it was difficult for the eyes to see. When the sand and dust cleared, a group of swordsmen wrapped in thick masked turbans, riding tall horses, carrying bows and knives suddenly appeared on this lonely sand dune.

Dozens of pairs of indifferent and bloodthirsty eyes stared coldly at the group of black dots moving like ants miles away, as if a pack of wolves were staring at their prey that had fallen into a trap.

"It's a pity. The first swordsman tore off his scarf, revealing a thin and gloomy face, stretched out his long crimson tongue and licked his chapped lips, "If it weren't for the Venerable Envoy to leave in a hurry, I would have wanted to play slowly and play them to death little by little." Watching the prey crumble and go crazy in fear is not too pleasant...... Well, you get the idea, right?"

"I also want to satisfy the preference of the three masters, but unfortunately I am in a hurry and have to return as soon as possible. The swordsman who was standing side by side with the three masters also pulled off his scarf so that he could speak more clearly, "And before that, I need to see all the targets die and make sure that nothing is wrong, so that you and I can make a good deal." ”

"Well, as the envoy wishes. The three masters' skinny and skinny fingers like skeletons gently rubbed the handle of a sickle-shaped Qimen blade next to the saddle, "According to the original plan, I will deal with that Xiuwutang teacher, and the rest of the sons will besiege and kill that group of children, end the battle with half a stick of incense, and not delay the envoy to return to Baicao City for dinner." ”

The envoy frowned slightly, tightly restrained the constantly tumultuous war horse, and said, "Don't be careless, this is no better than last night's sneak attack." Wang Chong is a mid-rank Xuanwu warrior, and the group of martial arts cultivation disciples are all fourth- and fifth-order, especially one fifth-order martial artist is very good......"

"Don't forget that I'm a high-level crocodile warrior, that is, your high-level Xuanwu, and there is no problem in eating and living in that teaching. As for the group of red-belted disciples...... "The three masters looked unhappy when they were underestimated, "Hehe, they are all a group of captive lambs, and I haven't seen what a real wolf looks like." The sons and daughters I brought are all three or four level soldiers, the number is three times that of the other party, the strength is equal, and it is three to one, if we can't end the fight in half a stick of incense, our name of wild sand thieves can be thrown into the sand and buried. ”

The envoy said lightly: "I hope so." ”

The third master snorted, raised an arm, and was about to give the order to charge, when a horse suddenly rushed in front of him, rolling up a long tail dust.

The riders were dressed exactly the same as this group of guys who called themselves crazy sand thieves, obviously a group, galloped to the bottom of the sand dunes, raised their heads and said loudly: "Three masters, there is a disciple of the Martial Arts Hall who somehow left the team and went alone in the direction of Baicao City. ”

Hmm? What's the situation?

The faces of the three masters and the envoy sank, and they asked in unison, "Which disciple is it?"

"It's the black belt disciple surnamed Luo......"

"Luo Xiao!" a voice full of anger came from the mouth of a knight behind the envoy, he pulled down his scarf vigorously, and shouted, "This king has left the team?

If Luo Xiao was present, he would definitely be surprised to recognize that this guy who was murderous towards him was actually the guy named Xiaoliu who was in the fur shop in Baicao City. At the beginning, Colin took Xiaoba to chase and kill Luo Xiao, but both of them died, but Xiaoliu who stayed in the store escaped.

However, it is obvious that Xiaoliu is very dissatisfied with God's favor and insists on "responding to the robbery". Of course, Xiao Liu didn't know that he was dying, he just felt that this was the chance God gave him again.

The third master glanced back at Xiao Liu, thought about it, and called loudly: "Chu Peng." ”

Behind him, a sturdy horse thief riding a strong yellow horse stepped forward and bowed his head slightly: "Three masters, please command." ”

"You bring a brother, together with the junior six brothers, to intercept and kill the Xiuwutang disciple who left the team, and bring the head back for the envoy to confirm. ”

"Understand! The three masters can rest assured, Chu Peng will go back as soon as he goes, and he will definitely be able to participate in the siege in time. The horse thief named Chu Peng beckoned a thin guy with slender arms and a big bow hanging from the saddle from the group of horse thieves.

"Chu Peng is a fifth-level soldier, a good knife player, experienced, he has at least five lives of martial artists of the same level in his hands, plus the good horse archer Jabbar, and that Colin's apprentice Xiao Liu, all of them are fourth-level soldiers, the three of them join forces, and the kid who left the team is dead. The three masters glanced at the envoy and explained slowly, his tone quite determined.

The envoy smiled and nodded: "Chu Peng Chu swordsman, one of the thirteen knives of the Wild Sand Thief, his strength is only under the three masters and the first knife, with this person to make a move, I am naturally relieved." ”

The third master didn't say much, but slowly raised his hand, raised it to a certain height and froze, and then slashed forward. Behind him, dozens of sand thieves who had been waiting impatiently slammed their horses' bellies with their stirrups, whips exploded, whistles roared, dust and smoke rose up, and they rushed out one after another, like a group of hungry wolves smelling blood, viciously pounced on their prey that had been watching them for a long time.

......

Luo Xiao ran like a fly in the morning light, the two wedges seemed to give birth to wings, whirring wind, the fierce wind is no longer a resistance, but a help - the good wind with its strength, send me to the clouds.

From a distance, Luo Xiao seemed to be gliding low without his feet touching the ground.

Fortunately, Wang Chong had already given up catching up, otherwise he would have subverted the three views when he saw this scene, and he would have despaired of the road of martial arts from then on.

Even though he knew that Wang Zhong had given up chasing, Luo Xiao still didn't stop. Running is no longer to get rid of the chase, but a kind of enjoyment, a kind of release. Running alone in this wilderness, the kind of heaven and earth, only reckless, free-spirited pleasure, let him ignore the wind and howl in the wind.

Yes, from this moment on, he was free!

He will completely get rid of the secret organization, and he will never be able to go back to Xiuwutang. From now on, he will be part of a large group of wild warriors. He may not be able to enjoy the glory of his career, but he has unlimited freedom. What the samurai had, he had, and what the samurai didn't have, he also had. In that case, why should it matter whether they are full-fledged samurai or wild samurai?

The wind in the Gobi Wilderness still maintains the unique chill of the northwest even in the spring of March, the faster the speed, the stronger the wind, the ears are full of whistling, and no sound can be heard, but the vision is very clear.

From a distance, Luo Xiao saw three faint clouds of smoke and dust, rushing towards him.

"Don't you give up, do you have to arrest me?" Luo Xiao finally slowed down and slowly stopped.

Well, no! The direction of the ride is wrong, and it is impossible for the reconnaissance team to get around from this direction. Moreover, if you want to come, you have to come all of them, how can there be only three horsemen? At this time, even if Wang Zhong is killed, he will not dare to give up all his disciples to chase him...... So, who is coming?

Probably seeing Luo Xiao stop, the three horsemen also slowed down and spread out to the wings, surrounding Luo Xiao from three directions.

The early sun is rising, the wind is quiet, and the scattered sound of horses' hooves and horses' noses is spreading far away in the open field, making it seem that this world is extremely lonely.

Luo Xiao's gaze turned, from left to right, and finally fixed on the knight on the right. The eyes of the other two horsemen only had a strong killing intent, while the eyes of the knight on the right side had more strong hatred in addition to killing intent.

Luo Xiao smiled and raised his chin: "We know each other?"

The knight spun around and nodded vigorously.

"Hatred?"

The knight raised his hand and slowly pulled down his scarf, staring at Luo Xiao as if he were eating people: "What do you say?"

Luo Xiao looked at this similar face, blinked vigorously and recalled, his fingers kept doting: "Are you ...... That one...... Oh, you're that shop guy!"

"Remember?" Xiao Liuyin stared at Luo Xiao, his palm gently rubbed on the handle of the knife that was wrapped tightly around the cowhide, "Ke Ye was killed because he was chasing you, although it was Yi Shuicheng Feilong who killed him, but at least three points of this account should be recorded on your head." Today is the time for you to pay your debts!"

Luo Xiao pinched his chin, looked at Xiao Liu with a playful expression, and suddenly sneered: "No, you miscalculated, at least double it, there are six points to be recorded on my head." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Liu was a little confused, is this too little to repay the debt?

"Colin's old thing, I and Cheng Feilong teamed up to kill it, and I did it first, so you can count six points of debt on my head. Not wronged, really. Luo Xiao's face was full of sincerity, looking like he was afraid that the other party would not believe him.

"What? ...... you?" Xiao Liuda was taken aback, his hand shook, and he almost fell off the horse without being startled, and his voice was out of tune, "Impossible! What are you a little martial artist?

"Little warrior?" Luo Xiao laughed, the Yuan Core vibrate, the Yuan Force flourished, the air around him seemed to explode a puff of mist, and the unique pressure of the sixth-order warrior surged towards the three of them like a tide, startling the three Ma Xi Yuren stood up, Chu Peng and Jamal desperately pulled the reins, and Xiao Liu's riding skills were slightly lacking, and he was overturned by the startled horse and fell into the dust.

"It's you who are waiting!" Luo Xiao let out a long laugh, and suddenly accelerated, like a boring humanoid cannonball, rushing towards the three evil wolves.