The battle started in an instant, the sand bandits dismounted at the moment, there was no way, the people in the caravan were surrounded by their own chariots and horses, such a formation of the sand bandits' horse team could not raise the speed to sprint, it was better to dismount directly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The merchants of the caravan will naturally not sit still, they can trade in the desert then they are ready to meet the sand bandits, and there are also a lot of guards around them, all gathered together at this moment is also a big force, of course, in the face of the opposite side of the tens of thousands of sand bandit team is of course not enough, at this moment can only rely on the peripheral camels, chariots, horses, goods to block part of the enemy, do the final struggle.

Of course Zhao Ming was not surrounded, he would not do that kind of self-digging grave, and at this time, no long-eyed sand bandit dared to provoke the two of them, everyone could see that this was the dish of the three masters of Tiger Hill, even if they didn't have the eyesight and didn't have the courage to pick up the tiger's whiskers.

Zhuge looked at Zhao Ming, who was still calm at the moment, and raised his hand with difficulty and waved it at the person behind him, but it was only a simple gesture and then fell, as if this simple action had exhausted all the strength of his body at once.

At the moment when Zhuge Conglong waved his hand, the sand bandits in the Tiger Hill Ridge standing behind him couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, and when they saw others snatching the goods, they could only watch it dryly, which made no one happy in their hearts, but the one in front of him The three masters who are powerless don't open their mouths, they are not easy to do, otherwise they can't eat and walk around when they go back, so they can only stare at each other and be anxious, but at this moment, they are impatient to see that the three masters in front of them finally make a move, but you must know that the biggest head this time is on their side, as long as the so-called 'desert eagle' can be captured alive and handed over to the second master this time, then they and others must get much more than grabbing such a little goods.

Looking at the sand bandits in front of him who were excited after seeing Zhuge Conglong's movements, the corners of Zhao Ming's mouth suddenly outlined a charming smile......

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Three hours, the battle lasted for three hours, no way, although Zhao Ming didn't look at these people, but, not to mention 10,000 sand bandits, it would take a few hours for 10,000 pigs to lie there and let you slaughter, Zhao Ming was not interested in going to see the cauldron head to perform alone this time, after the three masters of the Tiger Hill Ridge, Zhuge Conglong waved his hand, he took his knife directly from the cauldron's hand, although he was not very used to using it, but it was enough for him......

There are only three people on the desert who can still breathe at this moment, only three people are left, Zhao Ming's strength is beyond Zhuge Conglong's expectations, and at the moment of the battle, Zhuge Conglong knew that this time was over......

The sand bandits in Tiger Hill Ridge are relatively better, and they held on to Zhao Ming's hands for a while, but it was only a moment, and when Zhuge Conglong hesitated whether to take action in person, Zhao Ming had already solved the sand bandits in Tiger Hill Ridge, but Zhao Ming did not make a move on the three masters of Tiger Hill Ridge, not because he had a half-step innate strength, which was not in Zhao Ming's eyes at all, compared to those sand bandits who were solved by themselves, this third leader of Tiger Hill Ridge could only be said to be a stronger ant, but he wanted to usher in a killing feast this timeHe didn't want to waste more time on the road in the future on the entanglement of these small characters, so he decided to leave everyone here behind......

Three hours, Zhao Ming spent three hours to kill, at first those sand bandits still relied on a trace of courage in the past to pounce bravely, but when they found that even if they rushed up in many people, it was just a dead word, they began to be afraid, although they were doing the business of adding blood to the knife, who might want to explain themselves here like this, when the number of sand bandits decreased sharply in an instant, finally some people began to turn their heads and want to escape, but whether they could go or not had to go through such consent......

In the next few hours, Zhao Ming was in the midst of endless killing, but in the end, nearly a thousand people escaped Zhao Ming's pursuit, no way, Zhao Ming is a human being, he can't catch up with the enemies who fled in all directions, but it's enough, at least, after this incident, Zhao Ming estimates that there will never be some small characters who don't have long eyes along the way......

Thinking of this, Zhao Ming couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips, after a few hours of killing, he was really a little thirsty, but he didn't rush to drink water, but turned around and walked towards the two who were still there at the moment......

Zhuge Conglong didn't know what he was feeling in his heart, fear, worry, or fear? Maybe there are some, he looked at Zhao Ming at this moment as if he was looking at a demon, Zhao Ming's cruelty has exceeded his imagination, not that he is soft-hearted, on the contrary, as the three masters of Tiger Hill, he can definitely be said to be ruthless, killing people can be said to be commonplace for him, but he has never done such a killing, or he never thought that he gathered more than 10,000 sand bandits this time, but in the end, it is estimated that less than a thousand people can really escape from this Shura hell, and the others are buried here, at this moment, looking back at the surroundings, endless horses are standing there, but there is no one on itfor they have all fallen to the ground......

"You... You ......" Looking at Zhao Ming who walked in front of him, Zhuge Conglong wanted to say something, but he moved his lips but couldn't speak, he suddenly felt that his lips were very dry, not only his lips, but also his mouth and throat were very dry at this moment, so that he couldn't even speak......

This is tens of thousands of sand bandits, not 10,000 pigs, although he Zhuge Conglong can also do it, but he knows that he will never be able to do the point of looking like a little monk in front of him, and he can't be indifferent in the face of the momentum of ten thousand people, even if he has a half-step supreme cultivation, it can't be changed, and the ants bite to death like a joke, if he faces so much trouble, it may become a reality, especially if there are so many half-step supreme and supreme realm powerhouses, he substituted himself into the role of Zhao Ming, however, he finally sighed, he knew that he didn't need to make another move.....