But he still gritted his teeth and turned around and lifted a crying child in the camel caravan. The other one rose up. He was killed and knocked the thief off the horse and ran away on his horse.

"The old guy is quite talented!"

The bald man waved his scimitar, shaving the sword light from the pavilion, and fighting with Zhao Mulian.

His martial arts skills are much higher than that of Zhao Mulian. Even though Zhao Mu fought hard, he still cut off his arm with one knife after more than ten moves.

With another knife, the head was thrown away, and blood was sprinkled in the yellow sand.

The bald man blew blood on his face, looked at Wang Chang running from the desert with a grim smile, and roared angrily:

"No one can escape!"

escape!

escape!

Wang Chang's clothes were stained with blood and ran towards Hanlong Inn in the distance, facing the wind and sand.

He knew that in this deserted desert, only those inns would have people and their chance to escape.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

In Wang Chang's arms, Zhao Tianfeng cried and cried repeatedly.

In the wind and sand on the shop, Wang Chang's body suddenly shook and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

As soon as Zhao Tianfeng cried, he saw an arrow piercing Wang Chang's chest:

"Uncle Wang!"

"Tianfeng, you hold on to the reins, hold on to them, hold on to them!"

Wang Chang's face was shaking in pain. After a warning, he suddenly jumped off the horse.

He was in mid-air and drew his sword, and slashed down in the wind, cutting a horse bandit who was chasing him to the ground.

With a leverage on the horse, he rushed towards the bald man who had just put down his bow and arrow!

"So brave!"

The bald man slapped his horse forward, and the snow-white sword light slashed across like a crescent moon, cutting half of Wang Chang's body off.

But the next moment, his expression changed.

Wang Chang was seriously injured and rushed over and hit him.

Almost knocked him to the ground.

"Dog thing!"

He exerted force, pulled Wang Chang down, and looked at the child on the horse in front of him.

He roared and chased after him.

His horse was much better than other horse thieves. Even though he was far behind, he caught up with Zhao Tianfeng who was lying on the back of the horse.

Just when he bent his bow and arrow and wanted to shoot the little boy to death on the spot.

His expression suddenly changed.

I saw a person walking in the wind and sand in the vast sea where the hot light shone slowly.

His eyes were always very good, otherwise he would not have seen these caravans from a distance from the wind and sand. At this time, he looked carefully.

The man was wearing a blue shirt and a hat, alone, without a sword or a sword.

What made his heart chill was that the man was walking in the radiant light, but there was no shadow around him!

"Who is this?"

The bald man felt cold in his heart.

I saw a silent eyes rising under the hat.

boom!
Chapter completed!