The robbers' minds are very contradictory, according to the rules of the industry, whoever grabs the things first will belong to whom, but rushing to the front is also the most dangerous, who is willing to pave the way for others with their own lives?

In the same way, the person who kills the dragon king can be called the "thief king", but if he dies under the dragon king's knife, not only will he not get any title, but no one will even remember his name.

Therefore, after the Humpty Dumpty man loudly announced the start of the "Dragon Slaying Contest", several gangs of robbers humbled each other, and no one refused to be the first contestant.

What especially puzzled the thieves and did not dare to preempt them was that since the dragon king was not injured, what was he doing in the desert for no reason?

Gu Shenwei simply tightened the curtain and no longer looked out, kneeling in front of the lotus girl, with the unsheathed Wufeng sword by his side, holding the dragon head sword in his hand.

He has to use the sword, there are many enemies, and among them there must be masters, and if he is delayed for a while, the lotus girl will be killed.

He hopes that there is no top master like Fayan among the robbers, and the backlash is the fatal flaw of the swordsmanship of the "Book of the Dead", when he and the Henu swordsmanship were just introduced, and occasionally missed, the impact was not great, but since the practice of the Daoless Divine Skill, the swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, and the power of the backlash has also risen, and they have become more and more unable to bear it.

It's been almost a whole day, and the lotus girl doesn't move at all, even deeper than the deepest old monk in the Tao, she doesn't feel anything about the outside world now, and she has no power to fight back, ordinary children can easily kill her.

Beside her, the raw edges of the felt blanket had frozen to ice ballast.

Gu Shenwei closed his eyes, and his internal breath was moving at a high speed, within a zhang, as long as there was a living person approaching, he could feel it, at this moment, in this range, he only found the life breath of the lotus girl, as thin as a gossamer, as long as it was touched lightly, it would break.

The first group of bandits to "compete" approached the dragon king's tent through a unique road.

Gu Shenwei found that the three living people were rapidly approaching from different directions, and if he had his eyes open at this time, he would probably be puzzled, and even if he found the target in time, he might have been in a hurry, causing the lotus girl to be frightened.

He is now completely driven by feelings.

One, two, three, each sword hits the target accurately.

Gu Shenwei opened his eyes and saw blood spurting upwards from the sand, like three streams of red spring water.

The enemy unexpectedly resorted to the art of sand escape.

After the blood stopped gushing, Gu Shenwei picked up the Wufeng knife, inserted it into the ground and lightly slashed it three times, then reached in, pulled out three heads, and threw them outside the tent.

The hundred robbers immediately retreated three miles.

As the sun sets, the desert in winter is doubly cold, and Gu Shenwei can't keep his internal breath running at a high speed for a long time, so he needs to rest.

But the enemy won't give him time to rest.

"Dragon King, please come out and speak. Someone shouted outside the tent.

"I can hear you. Gu Shenwei stood at the door and said through the curtain, holding the Wufeng knife in his hand.

There were seven or eight people outside, and after a low discussion, the voice said, "We don't talk darkly, Dragon King, we are determined to avenge Chilu today." There are rules in one line, Dragon King, if you want to blame, blame you for killing the wrong person, you shouldn't have handed over the red spirit in the first place. ”

"The Red Spirit is not dead. ”

There was silence outside the tent for a while.

"Is the Dragon King joking?"

"Chi Lu didn't die, Jinpeng Fort stole the beams and changed the pillars and rescued him. ”

Haha, hehe, hehe, there were all kinds of strange laughs outside, "Is this a begging for mercy from the Dragon King? ”

"Soon, you'll be left to listen to nonsense. ”

Gu Shenwei was not in the mood to explain more, this group of robbers was either too stupid and didn't know that they were being used, or they were too smart, and avenging Chilu was just a banner, but they actually wanted to fight for the title of "King of Thieves".

The Dragon King's provocation can cause the group of thieves to take it seriously, this time no one laughed, after a while, it was still the same voice that said: "Under the 'Tianshan First Knife' He Sancai, together with the 'Sand Devil' Zheng Tai, the 'Occupying Mountain Tiger' Ouyang Jing, the 'Serial One Gun' Shi Dazhi, the 'One-armed Knife' Zhang Xin, the 'Soul Snatcher Old Immortal' Deng Xiaoyuan, and the Broken Life Daoren, ask the Dragon King for knife techniques." ”

This series of names Gu Shenwei has an impression, the first few are famous bandit leaders in the Western Regions, and the last two are notorious lone thieves, Gu Shenwei has been hiding in Tibet before entering the Great Snow Mountain, and he has only heard of these people and has never met them.

"Just come. Gu Shenwei glanced back at the lotus girl again.

The seven thieves were very well-behaved, they didn't rush up, they seemed to have lined up, Shi Dazhi was the first to shout: "Dragon King, take me a shot!"

The sound of footsteps sounded, Gu Shenwei stepped aside, and a spear reached into the tent, swaying left and right like a giant python, but the owner of the gun did not follow, obviously afraid of being ambushed by the dragon king.

It was very dark in the tent, Gu Shenwei could only listen to the sound and identify the position, but he could dodge seven or eight shots, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the barrel of the gun, and dragged Shi Dazhi into the tent with the momentum of the enemy.

Shi Dazhi was a tall and strong man in the famous village, and he didn't stop when he entered the tent, holding a spear and stabbing at the lotus girl.

Gu Shenwei raised the Wufeng knife, smashed the handle down, knocked Shi Dazhi unconscious, and threw the spear aside.

A second challenger followed.

"Soul Snatcher. Deng Xiaoyuan signed up for the number, and he was still more than ten steps away from the tent.

It is said that the Soul Snatcher Old Immortal is good at hidden weapons, and as soon as Gu Shenwei thought of this, the tent suddenly collapsed, and at the same time, several flying knives were already approaching in front of him.

Deng Xiaoyuan ran towards the tent while firing a hidden weapon, breaking the rope holding the tent in a row, and at the same time shooting indiscriminately inside.

Gu Shenwei waved his knife to block the hidden weapon, picked up the spear from the ground, inserted it into the ground, supported the half-collapsed canopy, and jumped out by himself.

Deng Xiaoyuan is a lean middle-aged man, keeping a distance of more than ten steps from the dragon king, his body is fast, under the moonlit night, he sees a faint shadow, flying around on the sand, and every step has to shoot out several hidden weapons, like a storm to hit the target.

Not far behind him was the lotus girl, Gu Shenwei couldn't avoid it, so he could only keep swinging his knife to block.

In an instant, Deng Xiaoyuan had already shot out thirty or forty different hidden weapons, which seemed to be more able to restrain the Dragon King than a series of spears.

Several thieves watching the battle from a distance felt a little relieved, but the situation on the field suddenly reversed, Deng Xiaoyuan was obviously far away from the Dragon King, and somehow, the Dragon King had already jumped to his side.

The dragon king retreated to his original position, Deng Xiaoyuan's head fell to the ground, and his body ran forward three more steps before falling to the ground, and the blood was instantly absorbed by the sand, leaving only a faint trace.

Even a thief who kills people without blinking an eye shuddered when he saw this scene.

"Who's next?" Gu Shenwei asked coldly while carrying the blood-dripping Wufeng Knife, the murderous aura in his heart had been aroused, and he was full of desire to kill.

Shi Dazhi's marksmanship is barely a master, Gu Shenwei still has enough strength to control himself not to kill, but this soul-snatching old immortal's secret weapon technique is top-notch, Gu Shenwei must fight with all his strength, but there is no way to spare his life.

He Sancai stood up, he was the short and fat man who announced the start of the "Dragon Slaying Competition", carrying a long knife about the same height as himself on his back.

"The Dragon King is known as the sword god of Biyucheng, and it really lives up to its reputation, let's compete with each other. ”

Gu Shenwei was already addicted to killing, and his original idea was to try not to make enemies with these robbers, so he switched to the Wufeng knife, and stunned Shi Dazhi, and the knife that killed Deng Xiaoyuan brought him back to the world of killers, in this world, the solution to all problems is death.

He Sancai untied the long knife behind his back, raised it above his head, and waved it slowly, the blade reflected the moonlight, like an unquiet lake.

The knife was getting faster and faster, and finally he couldn't see the number of roads clearly, only to see a ball of light flickering above He Sancai's head, and his steps also accelerated, and he suddenly fell to the ground, like a glittering big round ball, tumbling and rushing towards the Dragon King.

The ground knife technique can be practiced to such a point, it is indeed a rare master, this person calls himself "the first knife in the Tianshan Mountains", not all boasting.

Gu Shenwei tossed and turned, and refused to go out for a long time, he was looking for loopholes.

He Sancai's sword light stirred up the yellow sand on the ground, and the ball of light doubled in size, making its momentum more and more amazing.

When Gu Shenwei retreated to the fifteenth step, he took out the knife, and immediately retreated to the side.

He Sancai seemed to have suddenly lost his direction, and the ball formed by the sword light was still there, but it rushed in the opposite direction to the Dragon King.

The two were already more than 20 steps apart, He Sancai put away the knife and got up, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and a thin trail of blood was left behind him, "Good knife, good knife technique, it really deserves its name." ”

He Sancai raised his knife, and by the moonlight, he saw an obvious defect on the knife.

Gu Shenwei is not only better than the knife technique, but also better than the invincible Wufeng knife, if it weren't for having a sharp weapon that sharpens iron like clay, it would be difficult for him to crack He Sancai's ground knife.

He Sancai dragged the long knife and walked to the side of his partners, "Retreat first, and then find a way." ”

Everyone else took He Sancai as the leader, but only the Broken Life Daoist was a lone thief, so he didn't take him very seriously, and sneered: "Seven people challenge the Dragon King, and there are still four left who haven't done it." ”

He Sancai raised his head and squinted, "The swordsmanship of the Broken Life Daoist is outstanding, but it's a pity." With that, he shook his head again and again, walked away, and retreated into the group of bandits.

The face of the Broken Life Daoist changed suddenly, and the others followed behind He Sancai, but he walked in the other direction, and quickly disappeared into the night, not even challenging the Dragon King.

Gu Shenwei re-tied the ropes outside the tent and glanced at the two tents next to him, where the monk kept his promise and neither showed his face nor made a sound.

Gu Shenwei entered the tent.

Shi Dazhi was still lying on the ground and didn't wake up, Gu Shen was moved by his murderous intentions, and felt that it was superfluous to leave a living mouth, and he raised his knife and was about to stab it, when the lotus girl spoke.

She has finally passed the first stage of fighting against the demon, and although she is far from recovering her strength, she has been able to devote a small part of her energy to communicating with the outside world.

"Wait. She said, "I need him." ”

The lotus girl took out the cotton wool from her ears, then took out two small wooden boxes from her arms, opened them and put them beside her.

One wooden box contained red pills, and the other contained yellow pills, each containing more than ten pills.

She swallowed the red pill first, then swallowed the yellow pill after a while, and repeated it seven times, swallowing most of the pills in the box, and her complexion improved a lot.

"I don't want you to see what I look like when I'm practicing. She said.

Gu Shenwei walked out of the tent and looked at the fire in the distance, those robbers were discussing how to deal with the Dragon King, they were still insisting on paying attention to the rules of the rivers and lakes, and before dawn, they would use the means that should have been carried out a long time ago: win more and flock to the less.

There was a heart-rending scream from the tent, far away in the desert on a winter night, and Gu Shenwei saw that the fire was shaking in the distance.

A gap opened in the tent next to it, revealing the compassionate face of the thin monk Fayan.

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