The white-eyed wolf pointed at the broken wrist acupoint, whipped with one palm, the sand catfish swam extremely fast, the sled car dragged out long marks in the desert, Lin Yi held a knife in one hand, and hurried forward.

Lei Ming was cleaning up the battlefield, caught a glimpse of the changes here, and hurriedly shouted: "Boy, take it when you see it, don't chase it!" But he turned a deaf ear and rushed straight down the slope, Lei Ming was so angry that he scolded, roared, and rushed out to keep up with them.

Lin Yi gasped, his eyes fixed on the white-eyed wolf, and his limbs trembled with tension. Thinking of chopping his wrist with a knife just now, the pleasure of revenge surged through his body like electricity, and he trembled.

The tragic death of my mother kept flashing in my mind, my expression was distorted and hideous, and I said sadly: "White thief, return my mother's life!"

The white-eyed wolf was so frightened that he shivered, like a man's back, and his heart was terrified, how dare he stay?

The two of them ran out for several miles one after another, and the other escaped sergeants rode sand sleds to meet in front of them, forming a small team of more than ten people.

The sergeants saw that Lin Yi was alone, chasing and killing their own leader alone, and felt humiliated, the Northern You Army was rampant, and it was okay to lose to the Western Wilderness Demon Clan, but this hairy boy also dared to fake the tiger, and he didn't know the height of the sky.

The last two soldiers glanced at each other, drew their waist knives, turned the sled to kill back, and shouted: "That hairy boy, don't get an inch-"

Lin Yi only had a white-eyed wolf in his eyes, he bent over at will, scooped up a handful of sand, raised his right hand high, and shouted, "Get out!"

"Death!" a sergeant was the first to catch up, but unexpectedly, a cloud of yellow sand suddenly fell in front of him, and he hurriedly raised his arm to cover it.

Hanguang slashed angrily, this sergeant's martial arts are not weak, stunned, he waved his sword, but the hazy sword light swayed down from in front of him, turned sideways halfway, and swept past his waist!

"Flutter!" blood splattered seven feet.

The Liangyi knife method was born from the ancient battlefield, which is the condensation of the experience of the military generals of the past dynasties. Today, when he reappeared in the world, one move would decide life and death, and the sergeant's waist and abdomen were opened, and his intestines burst out, and he fell to the ground.

Lin Yi kept moving, passing by him, his spirit was slightly in a trance, his fingers trembled slightly, the real murder was completely different from the play.

The shocking wound is like opening two huge lips, the internal organs gush out like mud, the fishy smell is pungent and nausea, real blood and flesh!

Another sergeant had circled behind him and, while he wasn't looking, swung his knife and slashed away.

Lin Yi's neck was cold, and a cold wind blew towards his hair, and he suddenly realized that his eyes were suddenly dark.

Time and space seemed to freeze here, until a faint light cut it off and returned to flow. He rushed three feet away, and the sergeant who sneaked up on him was only left with his body, and his head flew out far away.

Seeing that his companions were hacked to death by him twice, the sergeants were so frightened that they lost their fighting spirit. Lin Yi ran with all his might, and faintly heard the thunder shout behind his ears, but regardless of it, he still rushed towards the white-eyed wolf, his chest was full of anger, and there seemed to be flames flowing in his veins!

More than a dozen Beiyou sergeants, all of them with strong figures, riding sand sleighs, were driven by a child on foot and fled in all directions, looking extremely funny. But no one dared to laugh, because those who caught up with him were all corpses!

The group galloped deeper and deeper, and the sand marks spread for dozens of miles. By this time, the sergeant had already been killed and wounded, and he turned his head in shock, and saw horror and inexplicability in the eyes of the other party.

They don't understand why this kid has to hunt him down.

Lin Yi ran wildly with his legs, as if he was never tireless, and roared angrily: "White-eyed wolf, hand over your dog's head and sacrifice my dead mother!"

Only then did everyone suddenly realize, and the sight of the white-eyed wolf was full of anger, thinking that he had implicated him.

There are wise ones who have reined in the sand catfish, turned around, and parted ways. When the white-eyed wolf heard the sound of asking for his life, he was so shocked that he couldn't wait to fly into the sky.

"Hurry up, hurry up, as long as I find Lord Yan Ji, I can live!" he said anxiously.

In the desert ahead, there is a half-buried ruin, like a tall tower, with a spire rising from the sand. On the brown and yellow tiles, a slender woman sitting, with her back to everyone, looking up at the cold moon.

The white-eyed wolf fell off the sleigh, knelt on his knees, and cried with joy: "Yan Ji save me!"

The woman turned around when she heard the sound, because her back was to the moonlight, she couldn't see her face clearly, and when she saw that Beiyoujun was being chased by a child, she sighed secretly and jumped up. A netherworld ghost fire erupted in mid-air, surging and condensing, and clinging to himself.

The flames enveloped his body, turning into a piece of black armor, burning cold.

Lin Yi finally caught up with the white-eyed wolf, brandished his long knife, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he suddenly felt a severe cold in all directions. Looking sideways, a black-armored warrior ten zhang away was quietly rushing towards him.

"Get out of the way!" he slashed. "Ping-pong!" The black warrior punched the blade, shocking Lin Yi three steps back, but he was unharmed.

The black warrior stood still, protecting the white-eyed wolf, his whole body covered by flame armor, revealing nothing. Lin Yihu's mouth trembled, his eyes were shining, a little incredulous, and he said in his heart: Such a sharp blade was actually blocked by him?

Lin Yi held the knife to guard the middle line, and then thought: No, there is something wrong with his armor.

The black warrior slowly raised his arm, the black fire was like a thin veil on his hand, his five fingers were slender, and he made a provocative gesture to him.

"Is it a woman?" Lin Yi frowned slightly, then slashed with a knife, and shouted: "It has nothing to do with you, get out of the way!"

The black warrior set up his gauntlet, caught Hanguang, and punched back with his right hand; Lin Yi didn't dare to resist, dodged sideways, carried up the Jiugong step, and rushed out diagonally, with Hanguang on the up.

The black warrior easily blocked and responded with a quick punch, while Lin Yi stepped on the gossip, moved left and right, passed through her fists, and swung his knife to attack.

The white-eyed wolf quickly got up and hid behind the ruins to watch the battle. The two of them circled for several rounds, Lin Yi raised his knife and slashed down, was caught by one of his palms, clenched it firmly, and wanted to pump, but it was like an embedded steel plate, not moving at all.

The black warrior swung around and kicked him in the abdomen, Lin Yi's eyes were round, as if he had been hit hard, he flew out upside down and fell hard in the sand.

The black warrior turned the hilt of the knife and held it, waved it lightly, and praised, "Good knife." ”

"This woman is very strong. Lin Yi clutched his stomach, fell to the ground in pain, looked at the black warrior holding Hanguang in his hand, and walked towards him, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart: "I'm going to die." ”

The black warrior walked in front of him, raised his long knife without mercy, and the sword light illuminated Lin Yi's face pale, and he was about to cut it down, when a tiger roar suddenly sounded in the distance.

Thunder flew with four claws, ran out with all his strength, jumped twenty feet, fell like a cannonball, and smashed his right arm into the black warrior.

She hurriedly picked up her knife and went to the grid, and was hit by a huge force, Hanguang came out of her hand, her body soared into the air, threw seven or eight steps, and fell into the sand.

Lei Ming's nails were cut off four by Hanguang, and he didn't care to check them, he used his aura, his physique skyrocketed by three feet, and he smashed it with a punch, and the black warrior rose up to meet the enemy and resisted stubbornly.

Lin Yi seized the opportunity and rushed over to grab Hanguang, the two of them fought to the ground, the yellow dust was scattered, and the roar was like thunder. He wanted to participate in the battle, but he couldn't do anything, he was afraid that as soon as he entered it, he would turn into powder.

Thunder waved out his right palm, and the black warrior blocked it with difficulty, and his bones exploded. Lei Ming then rolled over, his left leg slashed into the air like a giant axe, and the black warrior's arms were staggered, and he took this move, and his legs sank into the sand, not above his knees.

The thunder fell to the ground, the left elbow was pulled back, the tiger's claws were spread, and he struck out with all his strength, shouting: "Break!"

The black warrior was in the palm of his abdomen, and his body shook suddenly, "Bang!" The aftermath penetrated, and the sandstorm behind him splashed, and the ground seemed to be run over by cobblestones, showing a chasm, extending endlessly.

The air crashed into the ruins, the top of the tower shook, the tiles fell, and the white-eyed wolf sat down beside him, his legs limp, and his pants wet. Lin Yi rushed over with a knife, wanting to take advantage of the distraction of the black warrior and slaughter the white-eyed wolf.

The black warrior took this palm, froze for a while, slowly came back to his senses, jumped backwards, pressed his hands to the ground, and recited an obscure incantation.

The thunder was about to pursue, and the black warrior's hands gushed out of the dark fire, spreading to the surroundings, and the desert within three zhang turned into a black sky, bubbling with bubbles, and thousands of devil's claws rose from it, and in an instant, the yin wind gusted, and the ghost cried and howled.

The black hand twisted and danced, thundered and retreated in fear, its claws scratched its body, and its hair dried up, leaving countless blood marks and flesh open.

The ghost arm picked up a black fire long sword, and with its appearance, the yin wind howled in the four places, and the bright moon was dull. The black warrior drew the evil sword with his left hand, and his right palm gently brushed from the blade, pointing at the thunder, and the sand and dust covered his body.

The next moment, the smoke cave dispersed, and the black warrior stabbed from the sword, like a flying bird Lingbo, a comet hit the moon, and the sword body pulled out a slender fire mark in the air, a hundred feet away, in an instant!

Lei Ming's mind was captured, his face was frightened, he couldn't move, and the shadow of the sword was reflected in his pupils, announcing that Yama Luo was in person, and his life was over.

Lin Yi ran halfway, and the white-eyed wolf was close to Zhang Xu, and when he saw that he could avenge the killing of his mother, he heard movement behind him. Hurriedly turned his head, saw Lei Ming in distress at first glance, made a difficult choice in his heart, and after changing his breath, he made a decision to turn around and rush back to the rescue.

He urged the only true qi left in his body, and his heart entered the realm in an instant, time and space immediately froze, thunder stood still, the black warrior ran in mid-air, and the dark fire hung like a filament.

Lin Yi hurried to arrive, swung his knife and slashed at the evil sword in the warrior's hand, time passed again, the swords clashed, sparks burst out, and the ears squeaked sharply, as if the soul was howling.

The Black Warrior's deadly sword, so it shifted a few inches, grazed the throat of the thunder, and stabbed into the air. Then, his feet shook violently, as if an earthquake was coming.

Lei Ming escaped death, stumbled away, looked at Lin Yi in shock, and was very grateful to him.

The earthquake became more and more intense, and the black warrior tried to stand firm, and just as he was puzzled, the sea of sand suddenly boiled, and countless large catfish jumped out of the ground, sweeping away thousands of feet of yellow dust, covering the sky and the moon.

Desert wonders, catfish migration!

"Come up!" thunder reminded on all fours. Lin Yi looked at the catfish, came back to his senses in shock, turned over and rode on, and fled with one person and one tiger.

......

Lei Ming carried him, ran away for more than ten miles, his heart was pounding, and he was afraid again and again, and scolded bitterly: "Lin Yi, didn't you tell you to follow me, why are you looking for trouble alone!"

"Uncle Lei......" Lin Yi's expression was gloomy, and he was lost for a moment before he said bitterly: "If someone kills your mother with a knife in front of you, and you can only hide in the dark, stealing your life, blood dripping on your face, and you don't dare to cry loudly...... Finally, when you learn to learn how to lead, and then you see the enemy, what will you do?"

Lei Ming was shocked when he heard this, slowed down, lowered the tiger's head, and said after a while: "Then I will kill him desperately." ”

"Yes...... Lin Yi smiled sadly, hot tears sliding down his cheeks, "It's a pity that he ran away." ”