Chapter 23 Sand Bandit.doc
At this time, the caravan in the desert was fighting, and dozens of sand bandits were fighting with the caravan. The middle-aged man looked at the caravan members who were gradually killed and injured, and then looked at Nangong, who was standing with the sand bandit leader, full of anger.
"Nangong, the caravan is not bad to you. How can you sell the caravan?" The middle-aged man roared and cut down a sand bandit at the same time.
Nangong Bing did not return to the middle-aged man's words, but looked at the dragon fish in the carriage with a smile.
At this time, the number of caravans obviously lost twice as many bandits as the caravans, and they were all poisoned. At least half of the caravan lost the ability to fight.
At this time, the old man Fubo sat in the carriage and looked at Nangong with a gloomy face.
And the middle-aged man obviously couldn't stand the dozens of knives in his body and finally fell to the ground.
"Dad" Long Xiaoyu looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground and shouted
The middle-aged man walking around Nangong looked around and said, "Long Tian, this is the one in the Buddha who like you, who wants to buy you but refuses"
After hearing this, Long Tian looked at Nangong angrily and said, "It turns out that you are that person. I didn't expect you to lurk in my Long's business for three years"
"Haha, if you had promised the adult's thought, it wouldn't have been like this." Nangong said, ignoring Long Tian and walking to the carriage.
At this time, the dead and wounded of the caravan could only watch the actions of the bandits and Nangong.
Nangong walked to the side of the carriage and slapped out Fubo's Qi Haidanxin, then kicked Fubo off the carriage, and then looked at Long Xiaoyu with a wrippled face.
Long Xiaoyu looked at the two lines of Nangong angrily and left tears unconsciously.
"Well, don't worry, Long Xiaoyu will sell you to the kiln when I finish playing with you." Nangong said and reached out to catch Long Xiaoyu.
Suddenly, a sword light rushed straight out of the carriage and flew out of Nangong. Before he could react, he was directly pierced by the lower abdomen by the sword light and then screamed and flew backwards.
This sudden change caught both the caravan and the sand bandits off guard.
The leader of the sand bandits who reacted to "encircle the carriage" shouted and saw more than a dozen sand bandits surrounded the carriage on guard.
The people of the caravan and Long Xiaoyu all looked coldly at the carriage. Nangong, who was lying on the ground and had been pierced by the sword light, was helped up by a sand bandit to look at the carriage with difficulty.
Zhao Feng, who was dressed in coarse cloth and gray, was pulled open. He slowly came out and looked at Long Xiaoyu and looked at the sand bandits nearby coldly.
Suddenly, the sand bandits shuddered like a cold night in the hot desert, and Long Xiaoyu and the caravan looked at Zhao Feng in surprise.
In the eyes of the caravan and Long Xiaoyu, Zhao Feng appeared here like a savior, and for the sand bandits, Zhao Feng was as horrible as the Pluto in the night.
"Who are you?" Nangong said with difficulty that Qihai Danxin was destroyed, and he was no longer destined to practice and caused great damage to his body.
Zhao Feng ignored Nangong's question and looked at Long Xiaoyu next to him and said, "Thank you for the past few days"
Long Xiaoyu was asked by Zhao Feng and Zhao Feng's face like a girl instantly blushed and said "You're welcome"
Nangong saw that Zhao Feng did not answer his words, and he was destroyed by this teenager. He roared angrily, "Oh, kill him"
After hearing Nangong's words, ten sand bandits surrounded the carriage and directly chopped at Zhao Feng with the machete in their hands.
Zhao Feng said to Long Xiaoyu with a blank face, and then the sword came out of the cold light and saw that all the ten ordinary sand bandits flew backwards and spit out blood.
The sand bandit leader and Long Tian saw a different look in their pupils. The sand bandit leader did not expect that since the people in the carriage were practitioners, Long Tian really did not expect that the teenager who was unintentionally saved by himself was such a powerful monk.
When Long Tian saved Zhao Feng, Fubo had treated and confirmed the practitioner, and Fubo and Long Tian also speculated that it might be a congenital practitioner at most.
But although Zhao Feng did not release his breath just now, the speed and the weak true qi of the move may be the strongman of the congenital Dongxuan or the peak of Dongxuan.
The sand bandit leader is also a repairman and the cultivation of the innate cave, but just the moment Zhao Feng took action, he obviously felt that the teenager's cultivation was still above him. This is an intuition that no matter how good it is, it will release a trace of true spirit.
"Sir, who on earth knows whether this muddy water is better to ignore it?" The sand bandit leader is obviously more knowledgeable than Nangong.
Zhao Feng stood in front of the carriage and countless ordinary hungry sand bandits all nervously watched Zhao Feng shaking the weapons in his hand and swallowing a mouthful of water.
"So what?" Zhao Feng said coldly that the sound was like the temperature in the desert at night, which made people shudder.
After hearing Zhao Feng's words, the leader of the sand bandit said with a slight anger and coldness on his face, "Buddha, you should think clearly about such consequences"
In the Buddha country, only the two titles of princes and marquis are much simpler than those of the Song Dynasty. The prince is a title that only members of the royal family can get, and the marquis are rewarded to those meritorious ministers, and among them, the marquis with the title of Buddha are hereditary and those who have made great contributions to the Buddha's country can be rewarded.
"There's a lot of nonsense" Zhao Feng said and took action directly
Neither the ordinary sand bandits nor the real sand bandits did not expect that the teenager was not afraid at all and took action directly.
When the sand bandit leader and the sand bandits reacted, Zhao Feng had killed dozens of ordinary sand bandits, and then they immediately took action. However, Zhao Feng danced the life of the reaper in the sand bandits like a dancer in the palace.
Long Tian, Long Xiaoyu and the people of the caravan did not expect that Zhao Feng was not afraid of the name of the lotus Buddha Marquis at all.
The battle lasted only for a moment and ended. Zhao Feng standing next to Haoyang were all sand bandits who could not afford to be injured. The scene of temperament was like a fairy falling into the mortal world.
Long Xiaoyu looked at Zhao Feng and his eyes were full of blush.
The injured sand bandit leader lying on the ground looked at Zhao Feng in fear. When he just got into the fight, he obviously felt the horrible breath that he had to look up to all his life.
"Let's go if you have nothing to do," Zhao Feng said, looking back at Long Tian lying on the ground.
Long Tian nodded. Although there was an injury on his body, it was not fatal and he did not hurt any important parts and the ability to move.
Long Tian commanded the uninjured people in the caravan to prepare everything and continue to drive towards the Little Buddha City.
When the people of the caravan left the desert, the sand bandit leader lying on the ground leaned against the wall and gasped to watch the direction of the caravan's departure.
The sand bandit leader turned his head and looked at the other direction of the desert. His pupils shrank because a figure was slowly coming in the distance.
When the sand bandit leader saw that the figure had approached, an extremely sincere expression appeared on his face. The figure was dressed in a monk's robe and a lotus flower would appear under every step.
Even the sand bandits are extremely sincere and have no resistance to the monks in the West Desert.
And the figure is Qingye.
Qingye looked at the only sand bandit leader who was still awake and walked directly to the Little Buddha City without any words.