On the edge of the Great Desert, a low-lying area of two small hills.

More than 100 camels crouched on the sand along the slope, forming a long line. The area is particularly quiet, with the occasional snort of camels and the low snoring.

On the leeward side of the hill, a man in a fur hat and a thick cotton coat yawned, glanced around with sleepy eyes, and then dozed off again.

Suddenly, a dark shadow came silently behind him, like a ghost in the night. His mouth was slammed shut, and he could only let out a low sound of panic when he tried to struggle. A flash of slash sent him tremble, and then he fell to the ground, lifeless.

That's when the shadow came into shape. Although he was wearing thick clothes, he could still look very lean, and his gloomy face had a cruel coldness. In a moment, fifty or sixty horsemen appeared behind him, and the two men at the head came to the front, looking down on the caravan below.

The lean man chuckled and said proudly, "Look! Taejeong's people have no defenses at all. I killed all three of them. It's almost time now, can you send a signal?" he looked at the middle-aged man on the horse.

The man's eyes were big, his nose was hooked, and his cheekbones were slightly high, so he glanced down a little and said calmly, "Well!

After the lean man received the order, he disappeared into the rear ranks.

A clean-faced man beside him pointed to a slightly larger tent on the slope and said, "Third master, look, it should be Tan Biao's sleeping tent." ”

The man known as the third master bowed his head slightly, and his pupils shrank: "Master Qian will be optimistic about Tan Ning for a while." She's not very old, and she still has some real kung fu under her hands, so don't let her get away!"

The clean-faced man said happily: "Third master, don't worry, I will greet her well." His voice was shrill and uncomfortable.

When the lean man came to the third master's side, the latter made a look. He got a longbow out of nowhere, and he ...... The sound of the fuse being lit sounded.

Sou!

A rocket pierced through the darkness and burst into a brilliant firework in mid-air, reflecting the faces of the people who were immediately slaughtered.

Just a few breaths, an identical firework on the other side of the river was set off as promised, and everyone's faces were relieved.

The third master waved his big hand forward, and his subordinates lit their torches, and rushed towards the bottom of the slope with murderous energy, and even whistled in their mouths, like night owls.

For a while, the sound of hooves broke the dead silence of the night.

The bottom of the valley suddenly became in turmoil, with all kinds of shouts, swords unsheathed, and camels neighing.

In an instant, the hill became a battlefield, and the sound of weapons fighting was endless.

Suddenly, a delicate voice came, covering all the sounds, and I saw a woman in a strong suit with big eyebrows, wearing a sheepskin hat and holding a stainless steel sword, fighting with Master Qian. A sword in her hand was made by her, and she was really heroic!

Although the light of the torch was dim, you could see the handsome appearance of this woman. A pair of judges' pens in Master Qian's hands flew up and down, and they fought with this woman.

And the fiercest battle is not here, but at the front of the caravan. Except for a few torches on the slope, several figures in the center were in a ball, and only the chaotic sound of ping-pong could be heard, and it was difficult to see the situation inside for a while.

There is no one else within a radius of more than ten zhang in this group of figures, and it seems that there is no one who can intervene.

After half a burnt incense, a muffled snort came, and the figures of Youdi separated. Only then did I see that it was the third master and the lean man, who surrounded a young man in front and back. The three of them froze, gasping softly.

This young man was so elegant that he looked like a scholar who had read poetry and books. He held a long sword in his right hand, and his left shoulder was red, apparently wounded.

The man's face was slightly condensed, and he said angrily: "Yan San, your Golden Wolf Gang is also a big faction, do all these things of stealing chickens and touching dogs." If you go it alone, I'll let you outshine you with one hand!"

Yan San sneered: "Tan Biao, I know you have hard hands. But it's not the first day that you came out to mingle with the rivers and lakes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and you can only blame your thin life. How about if you kill yourself and leave your brother and sister with a whole corpse!"

"Phew, if you want me to die, it's not that easy! Even if you die, I have to pull you on my back!" Tan Biao looks like a gentleman, but his temperament is strong.

Yan San didn't want to stalemate with Tan Biao, he was actually waiting for reinforcements. As the other party said, if you are in a hurry, it will be too wrong.

This Tan Biao's martial arts are indeed better than him, and he made up his mind at the beginning to entangle him for a while. When the fourth child comes, it will be much more appropriate for the three to besiege him.

I was still wondering why I hadn't seen the shadow of the fourth child yet, and suddenly the sound of the fight stopped. There were also many exclamations: "Look! Who is that?"

"Immortals!

"Mom!"

......

Yan San's figure froze, and he followed the prestige: he saw a man in white in the void, with a dazzling gem on his head, and a person who did not know life or death in his hand.

He just glanced at it from a distance, and recognized that the person was clearly the fourth child who had not appeared for a long time, and he chuckled in his heart, like falling into an ice cellar!

The young man in the void frowned slightly, and shouted angrily: "You still don't want to give up your blade?"

There was a hint of mana in this shout, and everyone below felt that their eardrums hurt. Then the sound of clanging swords falling to the ground rang out.

Many of the cowardly people have already bowed to the ground, crying out: "Spare your life!"

This young man was naturally Liu Yiwen, and he followed Yan San to this vicinity, thinking about where the other bandits were responding. So he went around to the opposite hill, and sure enough, he found twenty or thirty other gangsters.

He was about to capture this group of people, but fireworks were set off on both sides, and a fight began.

He originally wanted to destroy these people, but then he remembered Jiang Huaishan's words after cleaning up the bandits in Yunheguan, and he hesitated in his heart.

And the battle below was fierce, so he knocked everyone unconscious, captured the bandit leader, and hurried over.

Liu Yiwen looked at the battlefield for a while, and said softly: "Wait for quiet!"

For a moment, there was not a sound except for a few humps.

He glanced at it a few times, and as soon as the direction of his feet changed, he came towards the three of Tan Biao's side, and then threw the person in his hand at Yan San's feet. sighed in my heart: How to deal with this person is really a headache.

After thinking about it for a while, he said to Yan San in a deep voice: "If you wait for someone to kill people and sell goods, you are innocent of death, and you have the virtue of a good life in the heavens, and from now on, you will definitely change your mind and face and become a new person!

The reverence for immortals in the hearts of mortals has been a long time, and Yan San and the lean man have already bowed to the ground and bowed to the ground. This time, he opened the net, which made him feel like he was going to live for the rest of his life.