Wind and sand station.

The north wind is like a knife, cutting the rolling wind and sand.

A horse team suddenly appeared in the sky, like a sandstorm, and arrived in an instant.

This is a fifty-man black armored iron cavalry, and the leader is Linghe Taoist.

On his palm, a green crane made of paper hung in the air like a spiritual psychic, with the crane's head pointing in a certain direction.

"Sure enough... the thief fled here."

The Taoist Linghe had a hint of disdain on his face: "My Yunjian Sect's tracking technique cannot be easily removed..."

He suddenly looked behind him and his voice became louder: "That thief will not escape from a radius of twenty miles, search for me!"

A Xuan Armored Cavalry shouted, and when he grabbed the horse's belly, the horse rushed out.

Zhong Shenxiu was mixed among the knights and saw Ling He looking over with sharp eyes: "Su Daozhi?"

"Subordinate is here."

He frowned and stepped forward to obey orders.

"Do you know that Lu Huolong injured a noble man from Middle Earth. Junior Sister Feng Xier wants to protect you, but I don't agree." Taoist Linghe didn't take him seriously at all and said to himself: "So, I called you out this time, which is considered a punishment for the merits. You must perform well."

Behind him, Zhang Hezhi and Zhao Hu, both literary and military officials were there, and immediately cast a joking look when he heard this.

Obviously, I was very dissatisfied with Zhong Shenxiu's attitude last time.

The most important thing is that the other party has not tipped the personnel!

This is because I don’t know how to be a human being, no wonder I make friends with bandits.

This time, even though he died in the yellow sand, no one spoke for him.

"Affect the order."

It is a very idiotic behavior when confronting your boss in person or executing military orders.

Zhong Shenxiu immediately took the order, acted bravely and entered the desert.

‘Lu Huolong…’

He thought of the swordsman and felt a little sorry: "I originally thought you could run away, but I didn't expect... I was caught with clues."

This is a very fatal thing for casual cultivators.

According to common sense, a person with rich experience will not bring himself to such a level.

‘Maybe... something happened?’

Zhong Shenxiu sighed secretly, but the friendship between a meal was not yet at the level of a life-and-death relationship. He felt very sorry. He just looked at Taoist Linghe and his two followers, and was very unhappy.

Whoosh...bang!

He rode aimlessly on patrol, obviously not finding any target.

But not long after, a firework rose from the west, which was a signal of the Black Armored Iron Cavalry asking for help!

Seeing this scene, Zhong Shenxiu pursed her lips, whipped the horse whip, and the horse immediately started to speed up.

A faintly, there was a fluctuation of mana in front of me.

"The monk's fighting? Is it Lu Fire Dragon vs. Ling Crane?"

Zhong Shenxiu rushed forward, but when he arrived at the place, he found that the battle had ended.

On the ground, there were several corpses beheaded by flying swords, and dark red blood flowed all over the ground.

Taoist Linghe was closing his eyes and regulating his breath, surrounded by his close friends.

After less than dozens of breaths, he jumped up and laughed: "This Lu Huolong is really a sword cultivator. Unfortunately, he was poisonous and was hit by my magic again. He has died and has no life. You go and bring his corpse back, whip the corpse for three days, and hang it at the city gate to serve as a warning!"

"Affect the order."

At this time, the group of knights were all chasing chicken blood, chasing along the traces.

Zhong Shenxiu deliberately slowed down one step and gradually left the team.

He reached out to his face, and a layer of flesh and blood squirmed, suddenly turned into the appearance of Mr. Shen Xiu.

Not only that, his clothes also changed to some extent.

Throwing some debris on the mount and throwing the mount into the alien space, Zhong Shenxiu completed a gorgeous transformation in a blink of an eye.

He controlled the headless Count, and his whole body was full of voids. He was obviously an amazing boss.

In the sky, I soon saw something strange.

call out!

It is the sound of the flying sword breaking through the air, and it is also the flying sword of a cultivator in the Gangsha realm!

Within a hundred steps, you can control the flying sword, like an arm and use your finger, and cooperate with a sharp weapon, and it is like a person blocking and killing people, and the Buddha blocking and killing Buddha!

The ancient sword in Lu Huolong's hand was not good, but after being unsheathed, the sword light was as bright as fire. It was obviously not an ordinary item, but a magic weapon!

puff!

The flying sword flew over the sky and fell from an incredible angle. A chasing cavalry suddenly fell and fell off his horse.

With one sword, the flying sword seemed to have its own spirituality. It turned a corner and pierced another pursuer into his heart.

But after this sword, the sword weapon seemed to have lost all its power and fell to the ground. Only the tip of the sword seemed unwilling to accept it, and it was still trembling slightly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

The knights did not dare to approach, but instead shouted: "He is almost out of reach... This credit is almost the same as falling from the sky."

In front, Lu Huolong was still in rags, and there were a few more blood marks at this time.

He pulled out the wine gourd at his waist, drank it into his mouth, and suddenly coughed suddenly, spitting out large pieces of blood. The blood was ink-black in color and fell to the ground, and it solidified directly and was extremely lucid.

"Ahem...haha, if it weren't for the injuries on my body, how could I be humiliated by villains like you?"

Lu Huolong was generous and heroic, and seemed to not take this seriously: "Mr. Lu is so good, just wait for you to come and get it... Cough cough..."

As if he was intimidated by his momentum, none of the soldiers dared to step forward.

"The oil is gone and the lamp is dry?!"

At this time, Zhong Shenxiu's figure fell from the sky.

He was wearing a white robe and holding an ivory folding fan, which was spotless, as if he had arrived in the world of a banished immortal, leaving everyone stunned.

Zhong Shenxiu didn't care about the others, but looked at Lu Huolong: "You are going to die, have you ever regretted it?"

"I've seen Senior Shenxiu!"

Lu Huolong was a little surprised. He had met Mr. Shen Xiu and drank with Su Daozhi, but he did not associate the two of them together.

After all, one is a master of supernatural powers and the other is innate, which is too different.

At this time, when I heard Zhong Shenxiu's question, I couldn't help but reply: "I, Mr. Lu, have been acting all my life and never regret it... If I hadn't taken the risk of sneaking into the Poison Dragon Cave to refine the Dharma, and therefore was seriously injured, I wouldn't have been humiliated by Linghe, the hawk!"

"You really went to the Poison Dragon Cave?" Zhong Shenxiu shook her head. This was his own pursuit of death.

Lu Huolong is so obsessed with the alien poisonous snake there, which is obviously very important to one of his magical magic. This magic might be the standard for refining magical powers, otherwise it would not have been like this.

"Although Lu did not find a helper, he was very prepared. He specially selected the Poison Dragon Venerable to take action when he went out. Unfortunately..." Lu Huolong's expression was a little strange, looking at the pursuers.

"You seem to be scruples? Do they?"

Zhong Shenxiu pulled Lu Huolong, and the two of them stepped through the void and disappeared in an instant.

In place, the knights looked at each other, but had no choice but to go back and report to Taoist Linghe.
Chapter completed!