It's not for nothing that the Sunset Desert is called the Land of the Devil.

Compared to the desert that Gu Yue'an and the others had walked through before, it was even drier and hotter.

It was as if this piece of sand was completely roasted under the sun, and every inch of air had been distorted and deformed.

There is no life, let alone sporadic plants, and even a little bit of water seems to be steamed dry as soon as it appears.

It's a place of despair enough.

But compared to the atmosphere of Gu Yuean's team, it seems that even this desperate atmosphere has become a little more relaxed.

Because, the atmosphere between them is really suffocating.

I don't know when, maybe it was when they passed through the underground ancient waterway, just as Gu Yue'an and Qin Wuzheng had a silent communication with the sound transmission into the secret, the others also completed the communication and transaction between them through the sound transmission into the secret.

Tacit understanding is reached in an instant.

Now, the scorching devil's land, the weary traveler.

Although no one said a single word of killing, the killing intent was already coming out, as if in the next moment, someone would immediately take action.

"Trust me, even if they wanted to, I wouldn't. Gu Yue'an was still the last, Qin Wuzheng was ahead of him, and this time it was Qin Wuzheng who used the sound transmission to communicate with Gu Yue'an.

"Our duel will only be held in a dignified and upright situation, not at this moment when it is clearly supposed to contribute to the country. ”

"I believe you, but they've noticed you. Gu Yue'an also transmitted the sound into the secret.

Qin Wuzheng was shocked when he heard this, and raised his head, but he suddenly found that everyone in front of him was looking back at him intentionally or unintentionally at that moment.

The journey is lonely.

Soon it was evening, and the group ate in silence in the dark, because there was nothing in the desert, so they could not even make a fire, and set out in a hurry, except for a little dry food, and did not bring much water, and everyone ate little by little in the dark, and drank water in small sips.

It seems that he is afraid of disturbing someone, and it seems to be the silence before the final battle.

After eating, everyone went to sleep.

Or maybe they're waiting.

Gu Yue'an lay on the sand and looked at the sky, there were no stars or moons tonight, and the darkness was terrible.

Strangely, there was a wind, and the wind blew from the distant sand dunes, sweeping the sand, as if a rattlesnake was swaying in the sand.

Gradually, there was almost no sound of breathing, and everyone subconsciously hid the sound of their breathing.

If someone happens to be passing by this sandy area now, they will definitely think that it is empty, and they will definitely not think that there are many people hiding around.

But Gu Yue'an knew, and he still knew, killing ...... It's coming.

But Gu Yue'an was not worried at all, on the contrary, he liked this feeling very much, it had been too long and he hadn't felt this way.

This reminded him of the rainy night on the river outside Pengcheng, and the autumn rain in Chang'an City.

This is the real feeling of being alive, and the blood is surging again.

Wind...... It suddenly grew bigger, whistling and letting the sand envelop Gu Yue'an like a veil.

Sand, falling.

One.

Two pieces.

Three.

When the third sand fell on Gu Yue'an's body, the sharp edge to the extreme had already arrived!

"It's good!" Gu Yue'an stood up, and a knife had already burst out with his hand.

The powerful sword rushed out of the Snow Burning City, condensing into frost, which froze the flying sand and enveloped that bit of edge at the same time.

The knife collided with that bit of edge, and the same strong force penetrated from that bit of edge.

That kind of sharpness, as if it was about to pierce everything, made Gu Yuean think of the vanguard of the red cavalry he saw on the tower that day.

A good shot, an amazing shot!

"General Xiao, good marksmanship!" Gu Yue'an shook his heart three times in a row, pressed the shot back, and at the same time slashed back with the long knife.

Xiao Yang is a pioneer.

His back was also attacked at the same time.

"Who are you?!" Gu Yue'an turned around and slashed, and his strength shook his heart again, this time it was six times, and the long knife, which was already very exaggerated, turned into a complete blasting knife at that moment.

Even the sound of the wind was cut hard.

"Bang-" The next moment, it was completely defeated, and the sneak attacker from behind was slashed away by this knife!

"Wang Shifang, without that knife of yours, are you actually so weak?" Gu Yue'an laughed, the moment the long knife touched, he knew who his opponent was.

Moreover, if he didn't guess wrong, no, there was no need to guess, it was certain, Wang Shifang's knife, under this knife, was absolutely completely cut by him, and his tiger's mouth was also completely cracked and bloody.

The wind is getting louder and louder.

Amid the growing wind, the attack did not stop.

Behind the side, behind the left, someone is coming.

Gu Yue'an slashed left, and in a spiral-like attitude, following the violent night wind and the sand that was blown in, she swirled all the way, and her strength hit the ninth blow.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

Two muffled sounds, two directions, two people, were stabbed by Gu Yue'an, and they were all cut off.

At that moment, Gu Yue'an felt that the breath of his whole body was empty, and a pain that seemed to be pulling out of the bone marrow spread in every nerve, but at the same time, he felt an unprecedented comfort, surging in every acupoint, and even, the dantian that he had been polishing with water grinding recently, was also loosened a little in this knife.

"Zhang Luochen, Tuoba Yanzhi, can't you even catch Lao Tzu's knife?" Gu Yuean shouted wildly in the wind, as if, at that moment, he was already the spokesperson of the wind.

"Gu Yue'an, give me back the ancestor!" Zhang Luochen was finally the first to hold back, and yelled to attack again.

The wind was so wild that it was as if the sand of the whole world was dancing for it.

"If you want it, then give it back to me!" Gu Yue'an threw out the reincarnation in an instant, and Wanwan swirled around in the dark night like flying into the sky, the greatest genius in the history of the Zhang family, and the martial saint Zhang Zixu who met once in a thousand years followed.

Almost the moment Zhang Luochen erupted, other people, other directions, in all directions, again, combined attack!

Gu Yue'an closed his eyes and looked at the stars in the starry sky in the picture of the bright moon shining on the earth, and he kept stabbing out.

The wind is like a demon.

Gu Yue'an is like a demon.

Enemies on all sides.

At that moment, this night, the wind howled.

Gu Yue'an held a knife alone, as if she was the loneliest person in the world.

However, he was so warm.

Because he knew that he was not alone, around him, there were Ding Peng, Fu Modao, Ximen Sword God, Wanwan, Zhang Zixu, and Li Tanhua.

He stabbed like ten thousand knives.

"Boom-"

With a sound, it was like countless sounds, Gu Yue'an slashed straight to the end, and in the wind, it seemed that countless people fell to the ground, only he was still standing and did not fall.

"Also, yes, who?" Gu Yue'an pointed at the sky, feeling as if she had returned to the moment when she first held the knife.

In the darkness of the night, someone sighed softly, followed by the sound of something as if something was very old being separated little by little.

"The more young Xia, no!" was Qin Wuzheng's voice, and he said eagerly, "We ......"

However, the wind was so strong that the sound of the wind drowned out his voice.

The rumors also covered up the whole world.

The wind swept from all over the world, and the big ...... It's like blowing up the whole desert.

Gu Yuean immediately stabbed the ground, trying to stabilize her figure.

But the next moment, he finally understood a saying, called, manpower is sometimes poor.

He felt ...... Flew up on their own.