The leader was noncommittal to the words of the cauldron, and still said as if talking to himself: "I heard that the desert eagle was chased and killed to escape from the desert because he offended the second leader of the desert bandit Tiger Hill, but I didn't expect you to have the courage to walk into this desert, hehe, aren't you afraid that your identity will be exposed that day and stay here forever?" After speaking, the leader of the sand bandits squinted at the cauldron head who was still calm at the moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cauldron head was silent for a moment when his words fell, but he still replied: "I can't leave this desert for the rest of my life, and I'm not ready to leave here, if there really is a day when I can die in this desert, it's not bad......" Speaking of this, the cauldron head's eyes seemed to dim a lot at once.

Zhao Ming looked at this sloppy-looking old man, and his heart couldn't help twitching, Zhao Ming could feel that the feelings in his words were real, because if Zhao Ming had that opportunity, if he ...... He also thought about being able to return to his roots......

What's more, this cauldron head is over half a hundred years old, and the idea of reaching this age is much heavier than that of being born in a foreign country......

The leader did not continue to instigate the cauldron, nodded at the cauldron's words, and shook his head again, making it impossible to see whether he affirmed the cauldron or disagreed with him, but Zhao Ming could see that the feelings in the leader's heart should be no less than his own, a person who was born and raised in the desert If he had the opportunity, he would definitely die in the desert, because the desert had already been branded in their hearts......

"I admire you, but you can only die here today, I don't lie to you, these goods are secondary, even if we are here for you this time, your identity has been exposed, the people of Tiger Hill Ridge have issued a killing order, and the sand bandits in the entire desert have begun to prepare to intercept you, the legendary Desert Eagle, this time Tiger Hill Ridge has made a heavy bet in order to be able to kill you without accident, promising that whoever gets your head will be rewarded with the next oasis, you should know that even the smallest oasis is precious to those of us who work hard in the desert...... Therefore, I can't agree to your request......" After saying that, the leader didn't seem to want to drag it any longer, and waved his hand to the people behind him, and the sand bandits, who had just taken the goods that should have been taken, immediately threw the goods on the ground, and all climbed on their horses and drove the horses towards the caravan.

At this moment, Zhao Ming's eyes suddenly became sharp, and there was a trace of excitement in it, this month has suffocated him, and he was of course very excited when he finally encountered something interesting, that's right, this is really a trivial matter for him, a group of second- and third-rate martial artists, at most, the leader is a first-class martial artist, for Zhao Ming at this moment, it is only a matter of minutes to deal with it, but he doesn't want to solve these people so simply, he is now looking to see how the cauldron head solves this matter, the strength of this cauldron Zhao Ming has already seen it, He was still curious about how a strong man who thought that he had reached the top of the realm would succumb to the head of a caravan, and he thought that the martial arts force in the desert had become so strong, and now it seems that there are many hidden secrets in it.

The cauldron head was not too surprised by the leader's order, he knew the rules of the desert, but he understood the cruelty of the desert even more, and he was abiding by the damn rules on the surface, but who could count the number of caravans that remained in the broom forever......

The cauldron head sighed, but in the next moment, his somewhat rickety head was about to gradually straighten up, and his eyes, which looked a little cloudy, gradually brightened, and the momentum of the whole person jumped out at once, which made the leader on the opposite side feel uncontrollable, he had not seen the desert eagle at its peak before, and of course he didn't know the reason why the desert eagle was called the desert eagle, and now at the moment when he saw the momentum of the cauldron head, he had a trace of regret in his heart for no reason, regretting why he couldn't resist the temptation in the first place, but he also knew that there was no turning back when he opened the bowSince it has reached this point, there is only one way to the end......

Thinking of this, the leader no longer hesitated, and directly pulled out the scimitar he wanted to wash, and slapped the back of the knife directly on the horse's buttocks, and the horses under him seemed to be stimulated all of a sudden, and rushed towards the head of the cauldron as if they were crazy.

As a sand bandit born and raised in the desert, the combat power under the horse is very different from the combat power of the horse, they live on horseback from the bottom, and if there is no stunt in the desert, they don't want to survive here at all, and as a leader of hundreds of horse bandits, the skills of controlling the war horses under him are naturally self-evident, he knows that the person in front of him is not easy to deal with, but he is also very confident in his own ability.

However, his self-confidence does not seem to be in the eyes of the cauldron, the moment he drove the war horse towards the cauldron, the cauldron head's eyes instantly narrowed, and a glimpse flashed from it, just at the moment when the war horse was about to reach the body, the cauldron head suddenly pulled out the cigarette stick he inserted in his waist and smashed it on the joint of the horse's leg, and he also fell backwards, dodging the knife of the leader on the horse.

The horse did not hit the cauldron, and leaped over the body of the cauldron, but at the moment when it was about to land, the horse's front legs suddenly made a 'click', and the horse's front legs seemed to be unable to bear their own weight and bent, and the whole horse's head was clubbed on the ground, and the leader on the war horse was of course not spared, and was directly thrown out by the fallen war horse.

However, the leader of the sand bandits is also experienced, and the moment he saw his horse leg broken, he slapped his palm directly on the horse's back, and the whole person rushed out under that force, but in the end he was implicated by the throwing force, and he couldn't fall to the ground safely, and his whole body rolled on the ground three times before getting up.

The leader of the sand bandits who stood up did not continue to stupidly go to the cauldron, he also knew in his heart that he had not been able to pass a round of the cauldron on his horse, not to mention that his horse had been scrapped at the moment, so he rushed up like this, and it was estimated that he would have to hang here if he didn't want to survive a round.