The desert afternoon sun shines directly on the earth without obstruction, and the yellow sand on the ground has absorbed the heat, so the excess heat is released into the air, making the air look like a distorted feeling after the flames are burned, raising the temperature of the entire space to an unbearable level. At such times, the best option for desert travelers is to hide in their tents and wait for the heat to pass.

It was such a moment of inaction and fighting, and the sand thieves came out, riding on their horses, taking off their robes, wearing close-fitting trousers, and brandishing their blades, and rushed all the way down from the top of the great sand dune, towards the large stretch of tent beneath the dune.

In the distance, a few sentry soldiers rushed to the camp in panic, burrowing into a tent and disappearing. Seeing this, Luo Lun tensed his nerves and prepared to meet the counterattack of the Qituo Ministry.

The desert ground was so soft that the horse's hooves galloped on it without making a sound, which also slowed down the horse's speed, and it took half a column of incense from the top to the bottom of the dune.

However, for such a long time, the camp below was still silent, and there was not a single person to be seen to meet the enemy.

"No, what's wrong with this?"

Luo Lun suddenly realized that something was wrong here, but it was too late to stop his men, and the sand thieves rushed to a place less than two hundred meters away from the camp, and began to raise their blades and wave in circles above their heads according to the custom, shouting loudly, urging the horses to speed as fast as possible. At this time, the cessation of the order will undoubtedly cause a great mess that cannot be contained, so he gritted his teeth and ordered the rush to speed up, wanting to rush into the camp in one go, and then he was not afraid of any intrigues.

When the horse rushed to a place about 100 meters away from the camp, an accident happened, and the sand thieves who rushed in front only felt that the horse's hooves were weak, and a trench as wide as two meters appeared in front of them. Before anyone could stand up, the men and horses behind them fell one after another, and under the heavy pressure, the unlucky ones were crushed, the bones of the whole body were crushed, and the blood splashed sideways like a burst water bladder.

"There's a trench trap, stop advancing!"

Xiong Jin, who was following behind, saw it clearly, and couldn't help but be shocked, he was angry and dantian, and he shouted loudly. This multiple-magnified shout reached the ears of the surrounding people, and it exploded in their ears like a thunderbolt, and even the farthest sand thieves could hear it clearly, and the sand thieves hurriedly tightened their reins.

However, before they could stop their horses, the flat sand on the side of them suddenly undulated and arched, and the wooden covers were turned over, revealing the caves of the Tibetans below. The warriors of the Qituo tribe jumped up from the cave, and what they held in their hands was not a big sword, but a short spear that was thrown with a handle, and the shouting of killing shook the sky instantly, and the short spear was thrown out at the first time.

The place where the Qituo warriors appeared was only a dozen meters away from the sand thieves, and at such a close distance, the short spears shot at the sand thieves almost in a straight line, and the speed was so fast that they barely had time to react. So, the sound of "poof, poof" continued to sound, which was the sound of a short spear shooting into the flesh, the sound of falling horses to the ground, the screams of misery, blood splashing everywhere, and suddenly dyeing the sand red, and quickly turning into pieces of black-brown color under the evaporation of high temperatures.

Xiong Jin was frightened and angry, and wanted to go over to stop it, but the surrounding war horses were staggered and squeezed into a mess, so that he couldn't squeeze through it for a while. A whip whipped a sand thief away from him, and he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"The front team continues to move forward, the rear team does not move, and all the enemies on the side dismount and attack, kill me!"

The voice under the blessing of true qi spread throughout the audience, and the chaotic scene suddenly cleared, and the sand thieves moved according to their words.

Nuo Tie led all the warriors of the tribe more than 700 people, and threw all the five short spears in their hands, and before meeting them, they were full of sand thieves who fell to the ground with short spears on their bodies. He cracked his mouth and smiled, drew the great sword on his back, and shouted:

"Warriors, don't give them a chance to breathe, kill!"

"Kill......"

The Qituo warriors drew their swords one after another, and pounced on the sand thieves who had just dismounted and had not yet stood firm.

Li Changfeng and Zhang Cheng were ordinary soldiers of the Qituo Department, killing sand thieves in the crowd, and the blades in their hands were a little strange, and they were the former "Tang Dynasty" swords......

It turned out that Li Changfeng and several elders of the Qituo Department discussed that day, instead of suffering heavy casualties when they migrated for a long time, it was better to fight on the spot to lead the sand thieves to attack, although casualties were inevitable, but if the victory destroyed the biggest sand thieves in one fell swoop, it could spell out a stable and bright future for the tribe.

Li Changfeng analyzed the pros and cons, and gave a detailed plan to annihilate the sand thieves, and the elders thought about it several times, and finally gritted their teeth and decided to fight. So after Li Changfeng detected that the sand thieves did have spies trailing, he and the tribe deliberately walked slowly for a while.

During this time, he collected the surplus iron weapons of the tribe, made all the spearheads with spells, and attached a wooden handle, which became a short spear for killing a large number of enemies at the beginning. He also took the time to refine, refine, a Tang sword, with the "Golden Crow Sword" given to him by the Great Elder and the piece of Golden Crow Iron he had obtained earlier. The weight of the golden black knife is only a dozen catties, and after the runes are engraved, it is light but extremely sharp, and the degree of pro-law is better than that of Xuantie, and he is extremely satisfied after trying it.

Half a month later, Li Changfeng pretended to be in a hurry to leave, but secretly sneaked back to the Qituo tribe two days later, waiting for the sand thieves to take the bait to attack.

......

The battle entered the melee stage, flesh and blood became the most worthless thing at this moment, Nuo Tie slashed the sand thief in front of him with a sword, hot blood with a fishy smell poured on his face, he raised his hand to wipe his face, his tongue stretched out and rolled the blood on his lips into his mouth, and the salty and fishy taste made him quickly "puff" and spit out.

Turning his head to look around, he saw Li Changfeng swinging his strange weapon and stabbing into the enemy's chest effortlessly, and couldn't help but look at the big sword in his hand, which was already a little curled, and felt a little envious in his heart. But he is very relieved: as long as Li Tute is there, he is not afraid of the sky falling.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and suddenly a spear shadow was coming towards him at his side, so fast that he barely had time to react. Nuo Tie was shocked, he didn't expect that only a moment of stunned would bring such serious consequences, he didn't have time to think about it, he swung his sword to block quickly, but he blocked a void, and it seemed that the spear that pierced his neck was just a phantom.

Then his left arm hurt, and he took advantage of the short moment when the tip of the spear entered his body, and his body leaned back desperately, and the spearhead swept past his chest. Before he could breathe, the tip of the spear shook into a ball of spear and struck him in the lower abdomen. Swinging the great sword to block it, but it still blocked the air, and the tip of the spear disappeared strangely, and when it reappeared, it was already in his chest......

Nuo Tie's left arm was stabbed by the tip of a spear with a wound the size of an egg, the white flesh was flipped, and the blood flowed like a pour, and he couldn't use his strength. The spear made the gods elusive, and the first warrior of his tribe couldn't even cut the spear of the human family, no wonder these sand thieves dominated the desert, and it was indeed beyond their reach. These thoughts flashed through his mind, and seeing that the tip of the spear was about to pierce into his chest and could not be avoided again, he couldn't help but sigh softly, and he could only wait for death.

"Dang!"

At that moment, a large sword that flew out of nowhere struck the spearhead accurately, swinging the spear away. Notie escaped death, and before he could think about it, he hurriedly jumped to the side and rolled on the ground, escaping from the range of the spear, when cold sweat flowed out, and he raised his hand to wipe the sweat while looking there......

The anger in Jiang Wei's heart was about to ignite his whole person, how could an action that should have been as easy as hunting evolve into this: before he could start to contact his side, he was overturned by someone's short spear throwing two or three hundred people, and then rushed up again, taking advantage of the local number of people, two to one or even three to one, killing his own men and killing them heavily.

This made him both shocked and angry, and he held his breath and provoked seven or eight Qituo warriors in a row. Then I saw a great man of Qituo, whose body was as strong as a bear, and the power of a big sword was so powerful that he slashed and stabbed several sand thieves in a row. Jiang Wei was furious, and took advantage of his momentary moments of stunned for some reason, and attacked him with a spear, and saw that he was about to stab him to death, but the spearhead shook, and an irresistible force swept the spear away to save the man.

Jiang Wei was slightly shocked in his heart, an ordinary big sword threw such a speed and accuracy, this is not something ordinary people can do, he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, but saw a familiar figure, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"Qi practitioner, Li Changfeng!"

Without saying a word, he pulled his legs and fled.

After Li Changfeng threw the big sword, the person was already floating towards this side like the wind, passing by Nuo Tie's side, he paused slightly, and Nuo Tie had already shouted again and again:

"Chase it, chase it, I'm fine!"

Li Changfeng was relieved when he heard this, and he chased in the direction of Jiang Wei's escape.

Jiang Wei is lean, he is already known for his dexterity and speed, he has learned a set of footwork for running lightly in the past, and at this moment, he is swimming in the chaotic battle crowd like a fish, Li Changfeng started late, and he couldn't catch up with him for a while.

With a pillar of incense, the surrounding crowd gradually became scarce, and the two chased and fled out of the center of the battlefield, Jiang Wei suddenly stood and turned around and shouted:

"Li Changfeng, you really think that if you practice qi, you will be invincible in the world, and today and here is your death. ”

As the words fell, a young man in a blue robe and brocade robe suddenly appeared next to him, Xiong Jinyin sneered and appeared on the other side, and the three of them formed a triangle to surround Li Changfeng in the middle.

It turned out that after Xiong Jin saw that the Qituo Department dared to design an ambush, he immediately realized that Li Changfeng definitely hadn't left, so he ordered Jiang Wei and Wan Defeng to look for him separately to lure him in, and he crushed a piece of jade pendant according to the method told by the immortal master, and waited for the fish to enter the net together after summoning the immortal master.

The blue-robed brocade-clothed young man looked indifferent and arrogant, and after seeing Li Changfeng, he looked at him with a disdainful look and said:

"Are you the Qi Practitioner named Li Changfeng? Well, hand over what you found in Yuema Ancient City, and I can consider leaving you a whole corpse. ”

Li Changfeng narrowed his eyes, the Spirit Eye Technique was activated, and the system showed that the other party was a cultivator of the sixth layer of the fire system qi cultivation period, which immediately made him feel at the bottom of his heart. Glancing at Xiong Jin again, Xiong Jin's cultivation of the fifth layer of Qi Cultivator he had already known, and seeing him at this moment, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, but his face was silent, and he said lightly:

"What are you, didn't your mother teach you to be polite?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and I saw that the blue-robed young man's face turned from white to red, and then from red to purple. Xiong Jin and Jiang Wei both looked stunned, and Jiang Wei couldn't help but say:

"You're crazy, do you know who this is?This is the 'Immortal Master', you don't know who it is, Immortal Master?!"

Li Changfeng still looked light and light, and said:

"Immortal Master, hehe, what a terrifying existence! But what does it have to do with me? I only know that today I and you, either you die or I die!"

The blue-robed young man suddenly broke off and said with a hideous face:

"It's not easy for you to die, if you don't peel your skin and cramp and cut 11,000 knives, you think you'll die. ”

Li Changfeng looked at him and said with a faint smile:

"Who are you child, where did you listen to some children's things and move out to scare people to play?

The blue-robed young man was covered in hair and robes, his lips were all white with anger, he didn't say much, roared wildly, and as soon as he cast a spell in his hand, a fireball shot towards Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng deliberately provoked him, he was prepared, Fengxing Technique had already held his body, and when he saw the other party's finger pointed, his body flashed to the side like a ghost, and the fireball flew into the distance through the figure he conjured.