Although the blue-robed young man's Xiao Fei Sword was not powerful, its speed was extremely fast, and the moment it was blocked, it drew an arc in the air, and shot straight down from Li Changfeng's back.

Li Changfeng looked at the four roads, and saw that the left hand of the blue-robed young man had touched the edge of the storage bag on his waist, although he didn't know what he was going to use to deal with himself, but it was not easy to deal with, he shouted at the moment, and ignored the flying sword that hit him from behind, just rushed forward, desperately injured and did not let him take out the things.

Such a desperate style of play made the blue-robed young man very helpless - even if the flying sword could hurt the enemy, he would definitely be pierced by the long knife, and it was not the result he wanted to die together. He could only turn sideways, and for the second time, he was forced to roll on the ground, and the flying sword lost control and flashed past Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng missed those lost self-made firearms at this time, and at this time, if he could find a pistol and raise his hand to the other party, the situation would definitely be greatly improved, and why would it be so difficult to fight. And it takes time for a newly learned spell to be issued, although it is only a short moment, but it is very difficult to achieve in this high-speed and fierce battle. No one pointed out that the shortcomings of the orthodox method of cultivating immortals were revealed at this time - how could there be an immortal cultivator like him, holding a knife and fighting desperately in close combat with those ordinary martial artists. Everyone is stepping on the flying sword, and the sword trick in hand emits a dazzling spell light against the enemy, that is called a chic, that is called a high-spirited ......

Of course, all this is just Li Changfeng's own imagination, and he doesn't know how it is.

The blue-robed young man was also very uncomfortable with such a fight, he never thought that immortal cultivators would fight the enemy without relying on spells, but they would be so stubborn. He got up from the ground in embarrassment, and before he could come up with a countermeasure, he caught a glimpse of Li Changfeng out of the corner of his eye.

Never give the enemy any opportunity to take advantage of it, and nip the danger in the bud in the shortest possible time; this is Li Changfeng's guiding principle for dealing with the enemy.

There was no nonsense, without leaving a gap, in an instant, his leg muscles stretched vigorously, and the explosive force acted on the ground, kicking the sand out of a big pit, and when the sand and dust flew, the figure had leapt above the head of the blue-robed young man, and the long knife in his hand sparkled towards his neck.

The continuous offensive made the blue-robed young man at a loss, and in a panic, he made a wrong choice, he shrank his head, twisted his body, and kicked his legs sharply, trying to escape from Li Changfeng's attack range.

Li Changfeng was waiting for this moment, looking at the empty door on the back of the blue-robed youth, he even had time to squint and take a look, and the long knife was thrown out like a lightning bolt that pierced the sky......

"Ah......h

A miserable scream sounded, and the long knife was inserted from the back of the blue-robed man in an instant, but it came out of the front chest, and the person fell to the ground and couldn't help twitching, and after a while, he was silent, and he saw blood flowing out from under him, staining the sand and sand below.

......

A small flying sword, a two-cubic-meter storage bag, a bottle of elixir, a talisman that could not be seen, a pitch-black rope, a piece of jade, and five yuan stones, these are all the belongings of the blue-robed young man.

Li Changfeng held the talisman in his hand and looked left and right.

In the jade slip obtained from Yuema City, some basic introductions to the cultivation realm were mentioned, and there were references to rune paper and talismans.

Talismans are different from ordinary rune paper, which is a one-time thing, and usually only stimulates some of the lowest level such as: Ice Archery, Fireball, Heart Purification Mantra, Wind Blade...... Such spells are small in power and slow in fire, easy to be dodged, and ordinary monks can learn to draw talismans with a little effort, so they are not precious. Only the lowest-level cultivators, who are usually at the first or second level of the Qi cultivation period, will use it.

But the talisman is different, this is a special magic weapon that can only be refined with some specific parts of the monster's skin, and it can be used repeatedly after replenishing vitality. This piece of demon beast skin must contain the runes of this demon beast's natural skills, and different runes can be refined according to the characteristics of different demon beasts.

Refining this talisman requires a high level of vitality, so it is generally only possible to refine it by those professional "talisman maker" monks who have practiced for many years and have relatively deep skills.

As for the power of the talisman, Li Changfeng has never seen it, but it is very good to think about it, otherwise the blue-robed young man would not desperately want to take out this talisman to fight the enemy, but unfortunately he failed to fulfill this wish until he died, and the killer weapon also became someone else's trophy.

Looking at the blue-robed young man who had been pierced by the Tang Dao Hole and falling to the ground, and then at the few items in his hand, Li Changfeng couldn't help but sigh and shook his head—no wonder he was going to come to the mortal world to rob, the dignified monk was so poor.

Regardless of the new things in his hands, the fight between the sand thieves and the Qituo Department over there had not stopped, and the fierce roars and heart-rending screams were endless, Li Changfeng quickly pulled out the war knife inserted in the mouth of the blue-robed young man's vest, and the blood beads in the sky were sprinkled, and he slaughtered towards the battlefield......

Nuo Tie stepped on the sand thief who fell to the ground with his foot, and pulled out the big sword that stabbed him in the abdomen hard, but he didn't pull it out at once - this is the first sand thief he has defeated, and his physical strength is about to be exhausted, even if he is as strong as an ox, he can't help but be dizzy at this moment, and he doesn't even have the strength to lift the sword. The body shook, and finally sat on the ground, secretly screaming in his heart, and struggling with his hands on the ground, but he never got up.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and the sound of fighting seemed to disappear in an instant, and he tried to open his eyes wide to find out what was going on......

"......?"

First, a voice whispered with inquiry.

"Lost ......"

"Victorious ......"

"We defeated the Sand Pirates......"

"Hooray...... We've ......."

More people shouted, shouting more and more victorious, louder and louder, and finally gathered together, deafening in an instant, ready to break through the sky!

"It's gone...... Lost ......"

Nuo Tie muttered to himself for a moment, then suddenly stood up suddenly, raised his right hand into a fist, and shouted loudly with all his strength:

"Hooray......

Then he fell straight down.

............

Half a month later.

The ancient city of Keyma.

Shi Tuobu returned to this former hometown, although the farewell was not long ago, when standing in this homeland half-covered by yellow sand, people's hearts were like a world away - the joy of losing and regaining, the sadness of losing loved ones, and the longing for the future life...... All kinds of feelings are mixed together, and a variety of emotions are formed at this moment:

mirth

joy

sadness

Cry

The old men bent down to kiss the earth with their knees crisp, the children jumped up and down, looking for their "treasures" that had been hidden in the shadows, the women had tears in their eyes, but their hands had begun to move their things down from the animals, and the warriors scattered around to guard the periphery, with resolute expressions on their faces, but the corners of their eyes could not stop looking in the direction of home all the time......

Li Changfeng looked at all this with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly felt that all the sweat, blood and hardships paid were worth it, and the laughter of the children was the best reward!

In the distance, the old patriarch Zebulan was walking over with a spring breeze on his face......

............

The desert moon is the most industrious of workers, and it comes as promised when night comes. Although it is full and short, it almost never lets the clouds cover its bright figure, and always silently watches what happens on the earth.

High up, on the dunes.

"Little Shanna, are you cold?"

Li Changfeng reclined on the sand and whispered to Glisanna in his arms.

Squeezing herself into his arms, Grisanna closed her eyes and replied dreamily:

"No, don't move like that! You know, I feel like a flower growing on the ground, and you are the earth that puts me down roots. There is no cold and loneliness in the embrace of the earth, with your moisture, I feel that everything is so warm, so warm......"

Li Changfeng only felt that the back of his head was a little numb, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and grab it - although Grisanna's enthusiasm and boldness were not the first time to comprehend it, this kind of love language that was so straightforward that it was like carving directly on a bone still made him feel a little unbearable. Of course, the sweet taste in his heart like that of a honey pot after overturning it also fascinated him.

Long......

Yue'er didn't stop its steps, and moved to the top of her head.

Everything must be faced after all. Sighing, Li Changfeng reached out and stroked Grisanna's face, and said in a low voice:

"Little Shanna, the tribe has stabilized now, you know, I still have my own way to go......"

Grisanna's soft body suddenly tensed, and her little hands quietly grabbed Li Changfeng's chest and placket, and said softly:

"I know, I know...... The eagle always wants to fly in the sky, I will not stop you, little Shanna is your little lamb, will always be by your side, but I just ...... I was just...... I can't bear my Abba ......"

Tears rolled down her face, and Grisanna burst into tears.