The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 282 One ride is a thousand

Looking west alone at the scenery of the desert, the yellow sand is flying all over the sky like ten thousand horses galloping. There is no life on the land that can't be seen at a glance. Occasionally, a few roars of wild animals can be heard.

The weather was very gloomy, and when the wind and sand blew from a distance, it could shave people's faces sorely.

The desert has magnificent scenery and thousands of miles of yellow sand, and the world between heaven and earth seems to be a world of loess.

In such an environment, traces of human life are almost erased.

"Boom--"

The sound of horseshoes galloping quickly broke the silence, and it was particularly ear-piercing in this vast and endless desert.

Hundreds of cavalry came galloping from afar, and the sound of shouting and neighing was shocking.

There were bursts of shouts in front, and more than a dozen cavalrymen appeared on the side of Song Xing and others, fanning towards several people, and Song Xing could even see clearly that the bows and crossbows in their hands were aimed at the three of them.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides is getting closer, Xi Yao and Bai Qing'er have already started to take precautions.

Although both of them are outstanding figures of the younger generation in the arena, facing the battle of hundreds of cavalry is different from fighting in the martial arts.

Song Xing, who was sitting on the camel, suddenly said, "It's not for us."

As if in order to cooperate with Song Xing, the cavalry who had rushed to the front, accompanied by a sharp whistle, brushed around a few people and circled an arc towards the brigade of soldiers and horses not far away.

"It seems that the other party is chasing someone?" Xi Yao said with a frown.

These cavalry were obviously looking for someone, and when they found that they were not the one they were looking for, they left directly.

Looking at the excellent equipment of these Turkic soldiers, Bai Qing'er was a little puzzled: "These soldiers don't look like ordinary Turkic soldiers."

Xi Yao said: "It's the Turkic Khan's Golden Wolf Army, who can dispatch the Golden Wolf Army, it seems that they are not looking for ordinary people."

Xi Yao guessed that it was very important to deal with the people who were following them, and the Golden Wolf Army did not want to waste time on superfluous things, otherwise, according to the usual habits of the Turkic people, it would be more likely to kill a pedestrian like himself and steal money.

The Turkic cavalry was chasing someone, Song Xing didn't want to pay attention, and was about to let the camel leave.

However, when Song Xing was about to leave, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The camels that had turned their heads and were about to leave stopped, and the three camels pawed the ground with their front hooves at the same time, neighing deeply.

Animals are spiritual, and they faintly feel the danger coming from ahead.

Xi Yao comforted the restless camel, and asked, "Master, camels are the most magical in the desert. Maybe we will run into trouble if we continue to move forward. Do we need to change the route?"

Song Xing looked at the backs of the cavalrymen who could hardly be seen in front of him, and shook his head: "Is this the fastest way to Longquan?"

After getting Xi Yao's affirmative answer, Song Xing said, "Continue on your way and reach Longquan as quickly as possible."

The three of them calmed down the camels and followed the cavalry. Not long after, they heard the sound of fighting.

These Turkic cavalry came very quickly, and they arrived at the front in a blink of an eye, surrounding dozens of people in front.

"Agudam!" They shouted in unison, then pulled out their sabers and charged towards the caravan of dozens of people.

The head of the caravan was an old man with a gray beard, his eyes were piercing, and his body exuded a strong smell of blood, like a bloodthirsty demon king.

The two people beside him were not ordinary people either, one had a long beard reaching to his waist and was fierce, and the other was tall and burly, with muscles all over his body like a lump of iron.

The two people beside them also showed a ruthless attitude, and the tall man roared angrily and rushed towards the opposite side.

The leader of the golden wolf cavalry laughed wildly, went forward and fought with the opponent.

The other two also rushed towards the enemy.

I saw the two sides fighting in one place in an instant, with blood splattered, swords and swords shadowing, howling in pain, and it was indistinguishable for a while.

Although the people in the caravan were all brave and good at fighting, there were only a dozen of them after all. Facing hundreds of elite cavalry of the Turkic royal court, they gradually fell into a disadvantage without knowing it.

"Kill!" The grey-bearded old man roared suddenly, his body accelerated suddenly, and he flew towards him like a cannonball, throwing the leader of the Golden Wolf Cavalry off his mount.

The expression of the leader of the Golden Wolf Cavalry changed slightly. After getting up, he hurriedly shifted his steps to dodge his attack. Unexpectedly, the opponent did not want to confront him head-on, but took the opportunity to bully him and hugged him from behind.

The leader of the golden wolf cavalry struggled desperately, trying to shake him off, but the old man remained motionless, with his arms tightly wrapped around his body, making it impossible for him to get rid of the restraint.

The leader of the Golden Wolf Cavalry laughed grimly, grabbed the old man tightly with his left arm, and at the same time clawed at his throat with his right palm.

With a muffled sound of "bang", accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, the old man's eyes popped out and he died.

After killing the old man, the leader of the Golden Wolf Cavalry got on his horse again, his eyes were full of fierceness. When he turned his head and saw the three of Song Xing riding not far away, his expression sank and he made a gesture. Dozens of Golden Wolf Cavalry Immediately, he broke away from the besieging team and ran towards Song Xing and the others.

Xi Yao's face darkened: "Uncle Shi, it seems that they plan to silence us together."

Song Xing was silent, as if he didn't see the cavalry running ahead, he still walked forward slowly on the camel.

When the cavalry team was only a few meters away from them and could come in front of them with just one breath, Song Xing stretched out his hand and pulled out the big evil king behind him. With an ordinary slash, a huge saber aura roared out, instantly killing more than a dozen people in front of him. All the knights and horses were split in two.

These menacing Turkic cavalry thought they could kill the three of Song Xing with their hands, but they died tragically under the evil king before they could even scream.

The scene in the desert was so horrifying that even the two sides fighting fiercely in the distance were shocked. The leader of the Golden Wolf Cavalry was even more shocked when he saw Song Xing's inhuman strength. The besieging caravan didn't even care, hundreds of riders gathered together in an instant, forming a dark lineup, rolling towards Song Xing.

After beheading dozens of cavalry with one blow, Song Xing's face remained expressionless. Seeing the golden wolf cavalry coming towards the three of them, he simply got up from the camel, tapped his toes lightly, and the people were already floating towards the cavalry.

In the air, Song Xing swung the Daxie King again.

This time, he didn't use any zhenqi in his body, but only relied on his physique that was almost exercised to the limit, and only relied on the strength of his body to cut out the big evil king in his hand.

After seeing God is not bad, his physical strength has been increasing at a terrifying speed, but he has never used this hole card, and when he makes a move against the enemy, he is always using Huang Tian's true energy to control the ground.

Now in this vast desert, facing the most primitive impact force of hundreds of Turkic cavalry, his heart was touched, and he simply gave up his true energy to kill the enemy, and faced the most elite Turkic cavalry with the most primitive and bloody means. cavalry.

The air wave was billowing like thunder, and he hadn't made a move yet, just a movement of shaking the knife, as if a sandstorm had been set off in the desert, shaking the entire sky.

Mixed with Song Xing's movements, the huge air current spread like a tide, instantly overturning the ground with a radius of tens of feet.

Although Xi Yao and Bai Qing'er behind them tried their best to maintain their figures, they still couldn't resist the strong air current, and could only be thrown off the camel with horror on their faces.

"Uncle Master's power seems to be more terrifying than Huang Tian's Dafa, what level has he cultivated to!!"

Xi Yao looked at Song Xing's back, and indescribable panic and longing flashed in his eyes, hoping that he could also practice Huangtian Dafa and be promoted to this invincible realm.

In the terrifying air wave, the eyes of the dozens of golden wolf riders who were the first to bear the brunt turned black instantly, and even their horses and men were directly shaken to death by the terrifying pressure.

Accompanied by the shrill neighing of the horses before they died, the leader of the Golden Wolf cavalry raised his eyes and looked forward, only to see a round of brilliant sun appearing in the sky, and then accompanied by countless sabers, it pierced through the entire cavalry team like a horse. .

The red golden blade burst out, swallowing the sky and the earth, tearing the yellow sand all over the sky, turning into a huge dragon beast, and swallowing hundreds of horses in an instant.

The leader of the Golden Wolf Cavalry only felt a slight pain in his chest, and the breeze was blowing, which was painless and warm, but his consciousness fell into a deep sleep, and he could never wake up again.

Amidst the loud noise, the ground hundreds of meters in front of Song Xing seemed to be wiped away by a huge palm. The ground, yellow sand, and vegetation, including the hundreds of horsemen who were rushing aggressively, were all wiped away by this knife. Time, completely erased from this land, disappeared.

Only an extremely flat, chilling flat land was left in place!
(End of this chapter)