The yellow sand is endless, and the sky seems to turn yellow as far as the eye can see.

The scorching sun hangs high, and for ordinary people, it is so hot that people want to burrow into the ice, but for Zhang Bairen, the scorching sun is like nutrition, ice cream in summer, and a fire in winter.

Every inch of skin and every pore on the body is cheering, feeling the taste of the eyes.

Zhang Bairen was lying on the roof of the car, and Nalan was sitting quietly in the car: "The little woman thinks that Mr. needs a guide, and the excavation of the ancient country of Loulan also needs help." ”

"So what?" said Zhang Bairen.

"The little woman is very willing to help Mr. Xiao," Nalan Jing hid in the carriage and practiced silently.

"Yes, but there are many crises here, so you don't need to bring them with the ordinary clansmen of the Nalan family, and there will naturally be coolies who will take the initiative to send them to the door later" Zhang Bairen lay on the carriage, facing the scorching sun in the sky, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the scorching sun.

"Where are the coolies who will take the initiative to send them to the door?" Nalan was stunned.

Zhang Bairen was lying on the carriage, he was not blind, and naturally saw the smoke and dust rolling up in the distance.

Monk Fa Ming showed his head in the carriage in the distance: "Everyone, there are sand bandits coming, everyone hurry up and prepare." ”

"Sand bandits?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and their hearts instantly lifted, but they didn't worry too much, everyone has walked this route for more than ten years, and most of the sand bandits have met and said hello, so they are not very worried.

The group stopped in the distance, watched the caravan from afar, and did not rush over, but fell far behind.

"Miss, something seems to be wrong," Tie Jun came to the carriage.

"What's wrong?" Nalan sat in the carriage and played with the jade strings.

"This gang of sand bandits should not be known to us, usually if there are sand bandits who see us, they will come directly to ask for the price, but this group of people is hanging far behind, obviously stalking! We must also be vigilant, so as not to be caught off guard" Tie Jun said in a low voice.

Nalan Jing's brows furrowed slightly when she heard this: "Just as the Iron Commander said, the matter is decided like this!"

Tie Jun was not polite when he heard this, and went down directly to greet him.

"Sir, you're really troublesome!" Nalan Jing chuckled.

Zhang Bairen sat on the top of the carriage and looked at the dozen or so stalking robbers in the distance: "Miss, this robber doesn't look like he's coming for me." ”

"It's not for you, it's still for the caravan?" Nalan Jing rolled his eyes as he sat in the car.

"This is really impossible, if it is coming at me, all of them must be masters, and they will have pounced directly a long time ago, where are they still being stalked" Zhang Bairen's words were full of pride: "Those who want to kill me are all masters, and vulgar people have no chance." ”

Listening to Zhang Bairen's words, the eldest lady's face suddenly sank, things were beyond her expectations, she and her party had just entered the desert and were targeted, and the other party must have come prepared.

"Alright, no matter who it's for, just leave this sand bandit to me. Since I'm on a caravan, I can't eat and drink for nothing, so I should do something for you!, and I just don't have the coolie to dig up the ruins!" Zhang Bairen lay on the roof and spoke.

"Then there is Mr. Lao," said the eldest lady.

Walking in the desert is skillful, and in ancient times, merchants often rested during the day and hurried at night when the weather was cool.

And with the Big Dipper at night, you won't get lost.

However, the Nalan family's convoy has just entered the desert, so naturally there is no need to conserve physical strength like this.

After walking for a day, everyone continued to rush at night, and it was not until the dawn was evident on the second day that the Nalan caravan stopped and began to bury the pot and make rice.

Some people are measuring the underground rivers, digging out the wet sand to extract the water, and some are setting up camp to feed horses and camels.

Zhang Bairen was lying on the desert land like this, watching the sun rise in the east, constantly devouring the power of the sun between heaven and earth.

Monk Fa Ming sat beside Zhang Bairen, looking at the bright white python swirling between Zhang Bairen's mouth and nose, and couldn't help but tremble.

"Boom!"

Smoke billowed and horses roared, puffs of sand rolled up, and a group of hundreds of horses roared and pounced on the caravan.

"Alert," the Iron Army shouted.

Zhang Bairen swallowed the giant python between his mouth and nose, jumped up, took out the trapped immortal rope in his hand, stepped on the sand and dust without leaving a trace, and turned into an afterimage towards the horse thief team.

"Kill!" The long whip in Zhang Bairen's hand shrouded dozens of zhang square, and the roar rolled up, like thunder on dry land, and the sonic boom continued to twitch.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The long whip fell, and the sound of thunder continued, and I saw that the sand bandit on the horse collapsed and flew upside down when he touched it.

"Kill!"

When the sand bandits saw Zhang Bairen hit his brother with his moves, not only were they not afraid, but they became even more crazy, and rushed towards Zhang Bairen like crazy.

"A group of ants that don't have a lot of muscle" A touch of contempt flashed in Zhang Bairen's eyes, and under the shroud of sword intent, a wisp of jellyfish in his sleeve escaped out, and all the horses collapsed to the ground the moment they approached Zhang Bairen.

The trapped immortal rope has dragon power, but there are many people here, Zhang Bairen doesn't want to leak it, he can be very sure that in the place where he can't see, there must be spies from major families who are secretly watching his every move.

It was said before that the sand bandits were coming for the Nalan caravan, but they were even more aimed at Zhang Bairen, and there must be major forces behind their backs to test their strength.

"It's interesting! If you want to see it, then I'll show you! The yang god doesn't come out, the one can compete with me!" Zhang Bairen's eyes were full of sword intent, the trapped immortal rope was instantly retracted, and the long sword on his waist was unsheathed, as if a touch of shock, illuminating the entire desert.

The essence of the sword intent soared into the sky, more than ten miles of birds and beasts were frightened, and the country in the underground desert was quiet for a moment.

Blood flows slowly in the yellow sand.

This is the first time Nalan Jing has seen Zhang Bairen make a move, his movements are agile and light at a young age, and his face is expressionless and slashes through the throats of one sand bandit, because the sword light is too fast, and there is no blood bursting after the long sword is drawn.

It is hard to imagine that a six- or seven-year-old boy killing chickens is like harvesting grass mustard and killing, the sword of Zhuxian behind him vibrates, constantly cheering, repeatedly killing and soul is absorbed by it, if it weren't for the fact that there are many people here, Zhang Bairen will definitely absorb the life potential of these people.

Zhang Bairen's face remained unchanged and unmoved. It was not the first time that Monk Faming had seen Zhang Bairen make a move, but it was the first time he had seen this kind of leek-like killing.

"The sword has gone sideways, this kid has fallen into the left path, and the whole person has no hope of returning the jade liquid in this life, even if the combat power is strong, what is the use? After a few decades, it will not be a loess billet? This kid is useless!" Monk Faming said to himself.

Not only the Faming monks, but also the spies of the major families who were secretly watching were also sneering, and their eyes were full of sarcasm: "Ye Luzi is Ye Luzi, the sword is broken when the sword goes to the edge of the immortal road, there is no hope for the jade liquid to return to the pill in this life, even if it is to suppress the world for a hundred years, so what?"

"Kill!"

Zhang Bairen was dressed in coarse linen clothes, rolling up bursts of wind and sand, and the whole person was expressionless, as if he was not killing people, but harvesting wheat, crossing his throat again and again, looking at the blood-colored silk thread that spread red, the corners of Zhang Bairen's mouth were slightly upturned, and the evil was incomparable.

At this moment, suddenly Zhang Bairen only felt that the sand under his feet shook, and the quicksand rolled and wanted to suck himself in.

"God!" Zhang Bairen's pupils contracted sharply, and the long sword in his hand suddenly shot into the quicksand along with the sword qi of the Immortals.

A sword fell, and the gods retreated.

"This god is also incompetent" Zhang Bairen smiled disdainfully, waved the long sword in his hand, and struck at the horse thief again.

It's not that the gods are incompetent, but that the sword qi of the Zhuxian is too sharp, and any unprepared god will suffer a big loss in the face of the sword qi of the Zhuxian. For example, Li Xun of Li Valve, Li Xun is a righteous god, and his cultivation is not weaker than that of the Yang God, but he is helpless in the face of the sword qi of Zhu Xian?

One corpse after another fell, the yellow sand turned blood-red, and after leaving more than eighty corpses, the sand bandits finally collapsed, unable to withstand the pressure and fled in all directions with a roar.

"Do you want to run?" Zhang Bairen's fingertips flew out and landed on the sand bandit's body.

At this time, the sand bandits collapsed, looked up to the sky and cried, only hating their parents for giving birth to two legs for themselves.

"A group of waste" Zhang Bairen flicked the long sword, converged the sword light, returned the long sword to the sheath, and walked towards the convoy without the slightest dust.

Looking at Zhang Bairen who came over, everyone in the caravan was forced to kill for a while, and they were speechless.

After a long time, I heard the eldest lady say: "Mr. Xiao is so sharp in swordsmanship, this group of sand bandits is like a mustard under Mr. Xiao's sword, but Mr. Xiao's murderous nature is too great." ”