Half a month later, in the endless extreme desert, due to the continuous raging winds in recent days, the whole area of the world is mixed into one color, even at noon when the sun is in the sky, the sunlight can not completely penetrate the yellow-white world, and the occasional tumbleweed flying on the ground embellishes this empty and desolate scene even more shocking.

Looking down from above, in such a harsh environment, there seemed to be two people walking steadily, one of them had silver hair, and carried a blood-red long knife behind his back, the manic red color was particularly prominent in this picture dominated by yellow sand. And the other one also has a prominent place, that is, he has a small bald head, a round head with a few ring scars on it, and a golden Zen staff in his hand that is two or three heads taller than him exudes a luxurious but restrained luster.

"Master Xie Shi, it's been two days since you left, is the quicksand sect you said really here?"

The little monk Xumi wiped his sweat with his wide sleeves, his lips were a little chapped because of the weather, since he entered the desert, he was too unsatisfactory, there was no wine and no meat, he could only eat some cold and hard dry food, so that he was not interested in doing anything, these are okay to say for the time being, but before entering the desert, he forgot to buy a straw hat, his bare scalp has no protection from his head, and he has been exposed to the wind and sun for two days, and he has already taken off a layer of skin.

"It should be true, according to the legend of the inhabitants around the desert, the Quicksand Cult is on this route, but in the deepest part. ”

"This dog's quicksand sect, it's not good to choose a place, if you have to choose it in the center of the desert, I don't believe that they won't be tired and half dead when they go out to the desert!"

"Don't complain, when you get to the Quicksand Sect, you can kill whatever you want, and let out your evil anger. Xie Xuan said jokingly.

"Amitabha, thank you, I'm a monk! A monk should be compassionate, how can he kill easily!?"

"A wine and meat monk, why do you pay attention to so much!"

"Hmph, the poor monk doesn't have a verbal dispute with you!" "Xumi said angrily: "Since you returned to the rivers and lakes, you have killed seventeen masters of the Jianghu killer list and destroyed four sects, if you add the quicksand sect, there will be five, what should you do next? Or continue to destroy those small and medium-sized sects?"

"No, in fact, it's just to practice the Evil Crow Sword Technique, after all, practice makes perfect. It is said that the leader of the Quicksand Sect is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and he has already reached the cultivation of the Nine Heavens, and he can be regarded as a ghost talent in the rivers and lakes. When he is solved, it is time to go to Wudang and Shaolin, and those old accounts should also be calculated. ”

Xumi sighed with a complicated face after hearing this, and didn't say anything more. He knew that Xie Xuan must be going to Shaolin for trouble, but he was unwilling to face and think about this matter before, no matter how he said it, he was also a Shaolin disciple, but he was also the grandson of Meng Brahma, a great evildoer, these two identities contradicted each other, and there was also a Xie Xuan among them, on the one hand, he was the sect he belonged to, and on the other hand, he was his best friend, he really didn't know how to deal with this problem.

"Huh?"

Just as Xumi was squinting his eyes and thinking, he suddenly saw that there were two bumps on the ground not far in front of him, and they were quickly moving away from his and Xie Xuan's position, because the mid-air was full of sand blown by the wind, if you didn't look carefully, it might not be possible. Xie Xuan on the side also saw it, but before he could make any moves, Xumi rushed out with an arrow step, although his body was not as fast as Wang He, but after all, he was a person with strong martial arts, and appeared in front of the two bulges in the blink of an eye, and then without saying a word, he raised the Zen staff in his hand, and then stomped on the ground fiercely, it was strange to say, it was obviously a soft sandy ground, but there was a loud "boom" at the intersection with the Zen staff.

I saw that with the Zen staff as the center, a circle of sand around Xumi's body rose like a wave, and then spread into the distance, after two breaths, the ground in a radius of two hundred square meters was churned again, and the two bulges were the brunt, at the moment of contact with the sand wave, the two white-clothed people were shaken out of the ground at the same time, lying on the ground and moaning in pain.

"You two ground rats, actually following us? In the depths of this desert, with this kind of martial arts, you must be a member of the Quicksand Sect, let's talk about it, where is the Quicksand Sect, I am tired of walking for a long time!"

The two men, one tall and one short, sat up from the ground and looked at each other, and the tall one of them pouted his lips and said, "How can you go to the Holy Land of Quicksand?

He was only halfway through his words, when he suddenly felt a hot wind blowing on his side, and then he saw a large patch of blood on his clothes, just when he was curious, a piercing pain came from his left ear, and he couldn't help but probe it, and now his ear was gone.

"Take us to the Quicksand Cult, or you'll be worse off than dead. ”

Looking at Xie Xuan's cold expression and blood-red long knife, this tall man was also afraid in his heart, but he was a very stubborn person, and he also regarded the Quicksand Sect as a holy place in his heart, and he was ruthless in his heart at the moment, and he refused to say any information.

But he is ruthless, Xie Xuan is more ruthless than him, the difference is that he is ruthless to himself, but Xie Xuan let him know what it means to be ruthless to others, and he is ruthless to the extreme.

However, after only half a cup of tea, the image of the tall man was completely different, countless flesh and skin had been stripped off of his body and face, and his limbs were thrown aside in the sand, and his flesh and bones were separated. It turned out that Xie Xuan said that "life is better than death", he didn't care much, thinking that the big deal was death, what was so terrible? But at this moment, he really couldn't die if he wanted to, Xie Xuan's knife technique was very accurate, basically dismantling him, but he didn't hurt his internal organs, so that all he could wait for was the blood in his body slowly drained, and he also had to be conscious and "enjoy" the most severe pain in the world!

Xie Xuan didn't look at him again, turned his head and gently placed the blade of the "Blood Yang" on the short man's shoulder, and said lightly: "It's your turn, either take us there, or be the same as him, I'll count three..."

"I'll take you!" the short man shouted hysterically before Xie Xuan could start counting.

Xie Xuan nodded with satisfaction and put away the knife, and then glanced at him, the short man stood up with trembling legs as if he had been amnestied, and then bowed his head and bent down to lead the way honestly in front of him.

"Tell me about the Quicksand Cult. Xie Xuan suddenly asked after walking out for a while.

"Yes, yes!" The short man heard Xie Xuan's sudden words, he was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, and hurriedly replied: "Our Quicksand Sect Leader Sha Luo is a cultivator of the Nine Heavens, and at this time he is in the sect with the Dharma Protector, the Dharma Protector's name is Sha Mo Evil, he is a master of the Seven Heavens, and there were originally two Dharma Protectors, but the Sha Mo Evil Dharma Protector was killed before, and I don't know who did it." As for our sect members, there are more than forty people in total, and this desert is really not suitable for survival, so the number of people is not too many. ”

"It's really Nine Heavens, no wonder this quicksand sect is located in such a remote and desolate place, and it can be famous in the entire rivers and lakes, his cultivation is the same as our presiding abbot and the head of Wudang, if it weren't for the difference in martial arts and exercises in cultivation, he would be regarded as a first-class master. Xumi said in surprise.

"I'll leave that Dharma Protector to you later. Xie Xuan said.

"Got it, got it!"

The three of them walked for more than an hour before the short man stopped, took out a small fan from his bosom, and then injected internal force into it, waving it forward for a moment. A scene that shocked Xie Xuan and Xumi appeared, the internal force emitted by their current fan was not strong, and it could even be said to be very weak, but it was such a weak fluctuation that separated the sand and dust flying in the air in front of them, forming a path in the middle.

At the end of the road is a palace made entirely of sand, with no pillars to be seen from the outside, and some parts of the palace are even sliding down with sand, which looks crumbling, but it is still standing, which is not amazing.

"Two, this is the Quicksand Sect, if there is nothing else, I'll leave first. The short man said cautiously.

As a member of the Quicksand Sect, stay here with your sect leader. ”

Before the short man could react, a red light suddenly flashed, and then, he saw his body standing not far away, blood gushing out from his neck, and then he fell stiffly to the ground.

Xie Xuan and the others did not stop, they each used light skills to fly forward, and after a while, they arrived in front of the palace, and with their arrival, more than twenty quicksand sect members suddenly poured out of the palace, and without saying a word, they held knives at each other.

These people are just ordinary sect members, and some are even just ordinary people with no internal strength, Xie Xuan waved the long knife casually a few times as he walked, and those people went to the Yellow Spring Road together.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in my quicksand sect!"

With an angry roar, a middle-aged man rushed out of the palace, this person was dressed in a black robe, his hair was dark green, and his face was a little pale because he saw those dead sect members, but he couldn't hide his gloomy expression.

"Who are you?" Xie Xuan asked the middle-aged man.

"I am the Quicksand Sect's protector Shamo, what sect are you, Shaolin Temple?"

"Haha, you will find an opponent, that's right, this one from Shaolin Temple is here to take your life, as for me, I'll go and meet your sect leader." ”

After Xie Xuan finished speaking, he didn't wait for Sha Mo Xie to say anything more, and he entered the main hall with a flash, Sha Mo Xie was a little shocked in his heart, such a body, he really had never seen it, maybe only the "snow without a trace" Wang He in the rivers and lakes could cross him, who was this young silver boy? Why was it a killing when he first came, he went to find the sect leader, could it be the sect leader's enemy?

"Hey, don't stay there, in fact, he really has nothing to do with you and me, but being idle is also idle, as a light messenger who maintains the justice of the entire martial arts, this god monk will take you lightly. Xumi said with a smile.

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