Shen Yi held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, the sword was not unsheathed, and said, "General Wen, please." ”

Wen Feng didn't speak, squinting his eyes at him. He really wanted to be as calm as Shen Yi, but he was so impatient that he was like a fire, he wanted to wait for the other party to strike first, but he rushed forward impatiently.

The strong wind raised the yellow sand, and the iron and red tassel spear had been pierced out, Wen Feng was shocked, knowing that he had lost to his opponent in terms of concentration.

But after all, he is a general who has experienced a hundred battles, and his heart is in turmoil, so he has stabilized, concentrates on making a move, and the two spears dance, like wind and thunder breaking through the clouds, instantly attack in front of Shen Yi.

Only then did Shen Yi draw his sword, Xiaolong was like a dragon, with a clear roar, he met the two guns, just like the sun lifted the clouds and mist, and all the wind and thunder dissipated.

The two fought in one place, stirring up the yellow sand all over the sky.

Shen Yi was injured on his body, his internal strength was not continued, he relied on the subtlety of his tricks and experience to fight the enemy, his toes were like not touching the ground, his body was unpredictable, and between the movement of his wrists, the long sword changed in a myriad of ways.

No matter how fierce the two guns are, and how ubiquitous they are, Xiaolong is just like a dragon playing in the water, haunting the gun curtain, which seems to be light and clever and not very hard, but the moves are effective and hit the nail on the head.

Wen Feng was comparable to Shen Yi at first, and as soon as he passed fifty moves, he showed the roughness of his martial arts. His martial arts were far from Shen Yi's, if it weren't for Shen Yi's mercy, he would have lost a long time ago. He himself knew it, but he couldn't swallow this breath, and a wave of spirit came up, and his strength was even more powerful, but there were many flaws in his moves.

Shen Yi was seriously injured and used force, and he couldn't support it, seeing Wen Feng's brute strength, he sighed secretly in his heart, and Xiao Long reached out and was already on the head of the opponent's left pistol.

But how could he cut off Wen Feng's iron and red tassel spear that defended the family and the country with a single sword? The moment the long sword touched the gun, his wrist flicked, Xiaolong flipped over, let go of the sword, and the sword surface was already slammed on the head of the gun, and then took advantage of the situation. In the midst of the lightning and fire, he shot the head of Wen Feng's right handpistol again.

The twin guns in Wen Feng's hands were slapped by Shen Yi's long sword, and they could no longer be controlled by himself, and the tips of the guns collided with each other, and suddenly sparks splashed.

Wen Feng couldn't react, he only felt that his hands were hot, and he had been hit by the vigorous counterattack he had applied to the two guns, which shocked his whole arm and made his wrists sore, and he could no longer hold the two guns. With a bang, both guns hit the ground at the same time.

Wen Feng's face was blood-red, and he turned iron blue again.

Shen Yi took a step back, clenched his fist with his sword, and said, "Accept." Before the words fell, the cold light flashed, and he had returned the sword into the sheath. Xiaolong is light and clear, implicit but not exposed.

Wen Feng didn't speak, he glanced at Shen Yi, there seemed to be anger and resentment in his eyes, but there was also a respect that couldn't be concealed. He bent down and picked up his two guns, jumped off the dunes, walked in front of the king of Guanbei, bowed his head and said, "Lord Wang, the young general is incompetent, and he lost the competition." ”

The face of the King of Guanbei changed, both shocked and angry, but Wen Feng had always had great achievements, but he couldn't bear to embarrass him too much, waved his hand, signaled him to stand back, and looked at Shen Yi with a pair of eyes fixedly, and his previous arrogance and conceit had been reduced a lot.

Shen Yi's face was calm as usual, but in fact he was very uncomfortable, the qi and blood in his body were churning, and the few percent of his internal strength that had only recovered in the past few days was scattered again. He could already feel the gunshot wound on his right chest, and the hot blood slowly seeping through his clothes.

Ah Yuezao ran to his side and asked in a low voice, "Shen ...... Brother Shen, how do you feel?"

Shen Yi shook his head and said, "It's okay." He gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood in his mouth, barely lifted his breath, walked in front of the king of Guanbei, hugged his fists, and said, "Please ask the prince to lead the troops into the town." ”

King Guanbei looked at him, his face was full of anger, and said: "Shen Huwei is really strong in martial arts, let this king personally learn your high skills." ”

"Lord Wang......" Shen Yi was in a hurry, his breath was even more chaotic, he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood anymore, and spit on the ground with his mouth.

The king of Guanbei was shocked, took a step forward to support Shen Yi, and said, "Shen Guard, you ...... Did you come with a wound?"

Ah Yue said on the side: "Brother Shen was injured by the killer a few days ago, and his injuries were serious, but he still came in person and wanted to persuade you to bring troops into the town to avoid the disaster, but you ....... After she called Brother Shen a few more times, she shouted again more smoothly, and her lips were no longer so nervous that her lips trembled.

The king of Guanbei saw that Shen Yi's face was drenched in cold sweat, and his lips were stained with blood, and his heart moved, but he still said: "It's not that this king has never seen a sandstorm, so why make a fuss? There is no need to set up camp and enter the town at all." ”

Shen Yi stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, barely stood up straight, and said patiently: "The prince doesn't know, listen to Miss Ah Yue, the sandstorm here is different from the general one, it is extremely deadly, please consider it carefully, and lead the troops into the town as soon as possible to avoid for a while." ”

The king of Guanbei was dissatisfied: "Do you think that only the Moonlight clan knows how to defend against sandstorms? Do you see that my military camp is stationed under the sand dunes on all sides, and the place where it is stationed is poured with water and watered, and a cowhide tent is built on it, reinforced with solid wood, and I am afraid that it will not be able to stop the wind and sand?"

No matter how he persuaded him, this King of Guanbei was stubborn like a stubborn donkey, and he couldn't listen to anything, Shen Yi only felt that the sun was scorching, the wound was in severe pain, and his mind was dizzy, and he really wanted to find a hidden place to sit down and exercise his pranayama, but how could he give up the King of Guanbei and let them be destroyed by the sandstorm?

He took a deep breath and continued to persuade: "Lord, this matter is not trivial, please think twice...... Lord" He thought about it and had to say: "Lord, my subordinates won the general Wen in the competition, and I also asked the prince to honor the gambling contract and set up a camp......

"This king only promised you to compete with General Wen, but he never said that if you win, you will listen to your assignment!" The king of Guanbei's face sank, and he waited to order Binghua to forcibly send off the guests, and then thought: "You Shen Yi don't believe in this king's means of resisting sandstorms, so I just left you in this military camp and let you see with your own eyes the true skills of my iron cavalry." ”

He thought about it, so he waved his hand, and just wanted to order Shen Yi to be sent into the account to recuperate and rest, but when he saw that above the clear sky, a gust of wind suddenly rose. When everyone turned their heads to take a look, they saw that the gale was coming from all directions, and the fine sand rolled up was drawn on the face and body, as if it had been whipped, which showed the speed and power of the gale.

In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth were dark, and the wind and sand were rolling. Although the officers and men of the Iron Cavalry could not see it, they were strictly disciplined, and they did not panic, and they ordered to prepare to re-line.

Unexpectedly, another gust of wind blew, and the wind was even stronger, only to blow the soldiers to the east, and then there was a loud "click", and half of the handsome tent of the king of Guanbei collapsed.

Ah Yue hurriedly grabbed Shen Yi's arm and screamed, "Brother Shen, hurry up, the sandstorm is coming." ”

The wind chased after it, each time more fierce. Looking at the barracks of the Iron Cavalry, the tents have been scraped over, the horses neighed wildly, and the horses' hooves turned over, trying to escape. The soldiers threw away their armor and were in chaos, and many soldiers were injured by the wooden planks and weapons blown by the wind.

Shen Yi urged: "Lord Wang, quickly order the withdrawal of the army, it will be too late again." He strengthened his true qi and jumped back and forth a few times to help Wen Feng and other soldiers to block the debris flying around. In a moment, the blood from the wound on his chest had stained half of his shirt red.

The face of the king of Guanbei was pale, and he saw that the wind before the arrival of this sandstorm was already so amazing, if the sandstorm came, the iron cavalry would surely bury the whole army under the dust of this desert. He shouted to Wen Feng: "Quickly order the whole army to retreat ......"

Before he finished speaking, he could not go on, for it was suddenly dark, and it was supposed to be morning, but it was like night, and the surrounding was filled with sand and dust raised by the wind, and it was dark and dreary, as if it had suddenly fallen into the abyss.

Ah Yue was distraught, and although she had been helping the locals fight off sandstorms in the desert for years, it was the first time she had been involved in a sandstorm herself. She grabbed Shen Yi's sleeves tightly with both hands, tears flowed down her face, and she said intermittently: "Too ...... It's too late, it's too ...... It's too late, we ...... We're going to get stuck in a sandstorm, we ...... All...... All...... will die. ”

Shen Yi calmed down, first vigorously tapped the acupoints around the wound on his right chest, trying to stop the bleeding, and then said to Ah Yue: "Ah Yue, the sandstorm has not come yet, quickly identify the direction of Qiongta Town, and we will withdraw immediately." ”

Ah Yue looked at Shen Yi, infected by his calmness, and thought, "Brother Shen is not afraid of anything. She thought again: "With Brother Shen by his side, there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

She wiped the tears on her face, forced herself to calm down, looked up, and finally saw several faint rays of sunlight in the interval between the strong winds, stretched out her hand, and said, "Brother Shen, that is Qiongta Town over there, let's go quickly, we must go back before the sandstorm comes." ”

Without Shen Yi to tell him, the king of Guanbei on the side immediately turned around and ordered Wen Feng: "Quickly go and rectify the three armies and retreat in the direction pointed by Ah Yue." ”

Wen Feng had a bloody cut on his forehead, and the blood flowed all over his face, but his voice was still full of courage, worthy of being a general who had experienced a hundred battles, and said: "Obey the order, the junior general will go to give the order." ”

He turned to leave, but suddenly a man appeared in front of him, and said, "By no means, if you go in that direction, you will die without a place to be buried." ”