He sorted out his nervous mood, looked at the cauldron head in front of him who still looked like an old man farming, and said: "Desert Eagle, even if you kill me at this moment, it won't help, I didn't expect you to be so strong, it's my poisonous snake that is unlucky, and you deserve to be buried in this big desert today, but don't think about it, the next thing that is stronger than me is that there are more horse bandits stronger than me, can you get out of this desert, hehe... You must know very well that I'll wait for you down there at most......" At this point, a cruel smile appeared on his lips, as if he was not at all worried about his upcoming fate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hearing his words, the cauldron head's brows couldn't help frowning, but he didn't have time to quarrel with the sand bandit leader, the moment his words fell, the cauldron head was directly a flash in front of him, and the cigarette stick in his hand was lit between his eyebrows in an instant, and the smile of the sand bandit leader was still on his face, he didn't seem to expect that he would die so quickly, but he didn't have time to think about it, because he had been instantly shattered by the cauldron's cigarette stick, and the whole head had been pierced by the broken skull.

Looking at the fallen sand bandit leader, there was no trace of emotion in the eyes of the cauldron head, as if what he had done just now was just a convenient move, he turned to look at the caravan that had been in chaos at the moment, his eyes narrowed, and the whole person flew out like a lone eagle, several dodges in the caravan, and several people died under his cigarette stick in each flash, at this moment Zhao Ming finally knew why he was called the Desert Blood Eagle back then, and he was able to cultivate the body method to this extent, even Zhao Ming couldn't do it back then, and the cauldron head had reached a very deep place above the body method, no wonder he was able to escape in this endless desert back then, and was called the strongest force in the desert - Tiger Hill Ridge's pursuit, Zhao Ming estimated that his speed in this desert is definitely not a simple horse can match, even Zhao Ming at this time did not dare to say how much faster he could be in this desert than a horse, because the desert is not a land of knowledge after all, even if the light skills are practiced to the extreme, there must be a place to borrow strength, is it, just a place like the desert where half of the leg is sunk in, it is difficult to imagine how difficult it is to lift the speed.

But none of this seems to be a problem for the cauldron head, his feet are not at all like dragonflies in the desert, and every turn in the desert only leaves a small depression, and his figure has turned elsewhere.

Even Zhao Ming had to admire this sloppy old man at the moment, although he was confident that he would be able to take him down in a single fight.

For Zhao Ming's thoughts, the cauldron naturally didn't know, at this moment he had already come back and forth in the entire caravan, the sand bandits who originally had more than two hundred people lost more than half in an instant, and the caravan that had been suppressed before gradually recovered the defeat, and the cauldron saw that the caravan began to suppress those sand bandits, and he no longer made a move, but wanted Zhao Ming to come over.

The cauldron naturally couldn't see Zhao Ming's hidden strength, but the entire caravan was in a sand bandit crisis, and everyone had a panicked look on their faces, and only Zhao Ming was still sitting on the back of a camel with a calm face, and none of the sand bandits approached Zhao Ming's side, no, it should be that every sand bandit who was about to lean up fell to the ground in an instant, and lost his breath in an instant.

The cauldron naturally didn't think that those sand bandits fell on their own, and the result was naturally self-evident.

Zhao Ming was not surprised at all by the arrival of the cauldron, and he did not plan to continue to hide his figure, seeing the cauldron head walking towards him, the corners of Zhao Ming's mouth couldn't help but sketch a smile.

The cauldron looked at Zhao Ming's eyes, no longer had the same laziness as before, but showed a trace of seriousness, and when he walked to Zhao Ming's camel, he bowed respectfully to Zhao Ming.

"Master, I was a clumsy old man before, and I couldn't see the master... The seniors are one foot into the innate existence, it's really the fault of the little old man, in this little old man to apologize to the seniors......" In his opinion, what can make him feel that his strength is like that of an ordinary person, except that he is an ordinary person, it can only be said that the strength of a person is still above him, and the only one who can suppress him is a strong man who has one foot in the innate half-step innate realm, Zhao Ming is a congenital powerhouse, and the cauldron is useless, and the congenital powerhouse will be so boring to follow a caravan across the desert, unless that person really wants to play the world......

Zhao Ming was noncommittal about the words that had beaten him, nodded and said: "The cauldron head is polite, the poor monk is just a traveler who borrowed your caravan to cross the desert, and the cauldron head doesn't need to be so polite, I don't know if the cauldron can continue on the road after finishing off these people?" After speaking, Zhao Ming lowered his head and looked at the cauldron below.

Zhao Ming's words fell, and the cauldron was silent all of a sudden, in fact, he was planning to turn the direction in his heart, after all, his whereabouts had been exposed this time, and there must be many people waiting for him on the road next, especially those guys in Tiger Hill Ridge would definitely not let themselves go easily, he offended the second master of Tiger Hill Ridge miserably, but Zhao Ming's words came out and he didn't know how to refuse at once, don't look at Zhao Ming now looks like a little monk who has just come out of the temple, but the people who can cultivate to this point are not those guys who lock themselves in one place and shut them up, that is not an old monster like an existence, of course, Zhao Ming's young appearance is still very suspicious.

Zhao Ming didn't rush the old man, he knew in his heart that he, a legendary figure who could survive in the desert, would definitely make the wisest decision, otherwise he wouldn't be alive now.

The cauldron head struggled for a long time, but in the end he seemed to have made a lot of determination, shook his head, raised his head and said to Zhao Ming: "Since the senior said so, then the little old man will fight for this old life and send the senior to the Western Regions safely, as long as the little old man does not die, then this caravan will continue to march towards the Western Regions......"

The cauldron didn't lower his voice when he said this, so those businessmen heard it clearly, and they didn't know whether to be happy or scared at the moment, for them, whether they continued to walk or turned around and went back, it was a point of no return, but relatively speaking, there may be a trace of survival to continue to march towards the Western Regions, after all, everyone has a trace of luck in their hearts.

Of course, Zhao Ming could hear the meaning of the cauldron's words, smiled slightly, and said: "Since I am counting on you to take me out of this desert, naturally I will not let you die on the road easily, you can rest assured of this......"

Hearing Zhao Ming's words, the cauldron couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, at least the crisis along the way was basically resolved, as for what would happen after he walked out of the desert, he didn't think much about it, after all, the impact of leaving the desert Tiger Hill would be much smaller......