"Snake spirit disease!"

Xiao Qiang hid under the hidden city wall, and when he saw Dongfang Yu finally leaving, he finally relaxed, lying on the ground, his limbs spread, and he gasped for breath. [Full text reading]

How much hatred can a woman chase after a thousand miles? Xiao Qiang really couldn't figure it out.

After so many days of crazy chasing, it is not completely without benefits, Xiao Qiang's control of dual-attribute spiritual power is becoming more and more proficient, and the ability of dragon wings seems to have been developed step by step, and the speed of blessing is becoming more and more obvious.

After several battles in the past few days, Xiao Qiang's fear of the master of the Linglu Realm is also decreasing, at least when he faces Shang Qingyun, who is also in the Linglu Realm, he will not suffer too much psychologically.

Thinking that he would soon be able to see Ding Lanyi, who was as quiet as a quiet orchid, Xiao Qiang's mood quickly improved,

After Xiao Zhuling helped him heal his internal injuries, he struggled to get up from the ground and walked towards the inn in the small town.

All he wants is a bed now.

The wind and sand in the city are also very strong, and there is hardly a figure to be seen on the road, Xiao Qiang covered half of his face with his clothes, covered the scars on his face, and walked forward against the wind.

Just as he walked to the door of the inn, he faintly heard a terrible carving sound.

This is the sound of a big bird made by a fierce woman?!

Xiao Qiang's heart shook slightly, his eyes looked at the steaming teapot in the inn, and finally gritted his teeth, rose into the air, and swept towards the direction where the sound came.

In the vast wasteland, the sky and the earth are dim, and they can't distinguish things, and the wind and sand are whistling over the ground, and the sand hits the face and hurts.

In a large sunken pit, the huge body of the jade-banded golden eagle lay in the wind and sand, its wings spread weakly, a large hole in its abdomen was cracked, an arrow pierced through its abdomen, half of it peeked out from its back, and a few feathers hung on the blood-stained arrow, trembling rapidly in the wind.

Dongfang Yu was lying on her back on the sand, her shoulder was pierced by a black arrow, nailed to the ground, there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, her face was pale, and she was staring at several vague figures in front of her with hatred.

In the wind and sand, eighteen figures stood out one after another, forming a semi-encirclement, trapping Dongfang Yu in the middle, these people were all wearing gray linen robes, covering their faces with turbans, at first glance they almost merged with the wind and sand, at this moment eighteen pairs of eyes flashed with fierce light, and looked at Dongfang Yu at the same time.

One of them sneered: "The adult is really a last resort, let's ambush here, it's just a pity, if we can kill Xiao Qiang together, and then blame Xiao Qiang, the adult's intensification will be even more perfect!"

Dongfang Yu's heart sank, he recognized the eyes of several of them, they were all Feng Ao's subordinates, I am afraid that only a marksman like Feng Ao could shoot the jade belt golden eagle and injure himself.

Sure enough, Feng Ao was like a ghost, floating from behind, standing still in front of Dongfang Yu.

He held the bow in one hand, looked at Dongfang Yu who fell to the ground with cold eyes, and laughed gloomily: "Your Royal Highness Princess, you are too careless, in order to chase down a mere Xiao Qiang, you dare to go deep alone?"

"Feng Ao, kill this palace, you may be proud for a while, but you will eventually end up ruined, don't you understand such a simple truth?!" Dongfang Yu said coldly.

"It's you who want to kill me, not me who wants to kill you!" Feng Ao snorted coldly, "With the viciousness and ruthlessness that the third princess has always had, my family and clansmen will definitely die, so I can only let you disappear completely." Don't worry, no one knows that you're dead, they will only look for Xiao Qiang, not me!"

Feng Ao said that, he laughed proudly, even he didn't expect that he would take Dongfang Jade so easily, it was simply effortless!

Dongfang Yu gritted her teeth, hating the little savage to death in her heart, if it weren't for the little savage, how could she be injured, and how could she relax her vigilance and let Feng Ao succeed?

Damn Feng Ao, he actually quenched poison on the arrow, despicable and shameless!

"My lord, let's not talk nonsense with this stinky woman, kill her first, and completely destroy the corpse, lest Aunt Zhu and the Purple Dragon Knight catch up and find clues. One of Feng Ao's subordinates stepped forward and said a little nervously.

The third princess is right, killing the royal family is not a trivial matter, even if they can be proud for a while, they will definitely be liquidated in the future, and the dignity of the royal family is not allowed to be trampled on by outsiders.

"Don't worry," Feng Ao looked at Dongfang Yu with burning eyes, and said with a lewd smile, "Your Royal Highness Princess, the last general has admired you for a long time, how can the remnants of the flowers and willows in Haoyue compare to your national color and heavenly fragrance?

Dongfang Yu smiled disdainfully: "Feng Ao, you are a dog in the eyes of this palace, not even a man, I think it is easy to die, so you will die of this heart!"

Feng Ao was not angry, and smiled maniacally: "Your Highness, you don't need to provoke me, the toxicity in your body has already begun to attack, I'm afraid you don't even have the strength to speak now, right?"

Dongfang Yu's face changed drastically, she was always struggling in secret, but the more she struggled, the more weak her body became, and the energy in her body was silent without a trace, and what made her feel even more frightened was that her lips were numb, and her face gradually lost consciousness, as if it was petrified.

Thinking of the insults she might have suffered, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Just as Feng Ao stepped forward with a wicked smile, a mutation protruded.

A gust of wind blew, raising the yellow sand in the sky, and under the sand where Dongfang Yu was lying, two hands suddenly reached out, hugged Dongfang Yu, and dragged Dongfang Yu into a cave.

The flowing sand instantly buried the cave, creating the illusion that the Oriental Jade had disappeared out of thin air.

Feng Ao and the others just blinked their eyes, and when the wind and sand passed, they were shocked to find that Dongfang Yu was gone!

What about people?!

Feng Ao couldn't help but slap a spirit, suspended in mid-air, quickly opened his divine sense, and the wind blew away his face towel, revealing the earthworm-like scar on his face.

When he caught a trace of breath from the ground in front of him, the corners of his mouth showed a sinister smile again, and he raised his longbow, bent the bow and the string, and locked on to the target with a murderous aura.

Under the sand, Xiao Qiang was holding Dongfang Jade, wrapped in a cyan streamlined shield, and the two dragon wings had moved to the top of his head, rotating at high speed like propellers, opening up a passage in the flowing sand, and the two of them meandered forward like shuttles.

Dongfang Yu's tears flowed, damn little savage, saving people is so obscene, it's not good to catch dirty paws somewhere, just catch them in the most unsuitable place!

What's even worse is that his two hands are moving, as if a small mouth is sucking the gems on Mount Everest, and there are bursts of ****, and there is a fresh coolness.

In the embarrassment, Dongfang Yu was pleasantly surprised to find that the toxicity on his body had been lifted somewhat, and his hands and feet seemed to be able to move.

Just when her body just regained consciousness, Xiao Qiang's voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "He has locked me, you hide here!"

Without waiting for Dongfang Yu to react, Xiao Qiang put down Dongfang Jade and slammed into the sky, splashing yellow sand all over the sky.

A black arrow, the ghostly light flickered, tearing through the wind and sand, piercing the dim heaven and earth, wrapped in a strange air current, and flew in front of Xiao Qiang's body in an instant!

Xiao Qiang was shrouded in the cold murderous aura, a trace of coldness appeared in his soul, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, the dragon wings circled at high speed, and his body also rotated at high speed, and he actually conjured up a phantom!

The phantom was the same height and size as him, almost transparent, and only used cyan spiritual power to outline the lines of a human form, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

With a snort, Xiao Qiang slid rapidly to the left, and at the moment when he broke away from the afterimage, black arrows roared through the afterimage, and the swirling ripples swept the afterimage in all directions.

Xiao Qiang escaped the fatal arrow, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and stabilized his body in embarrassment, the dragon wing moved to his feet, and suddenly accelerated, burrowing into the yellow sand in the sky.

Fortunately, he recently practiced "Wind Shadow Warriors", and he comprehended the mystery of the shadow word duel, and conjured up an afterimage in time to get rid of the enemy's lock, otherwise his life would be gone!

"Xiao Qiang, you have ruined Lao Tzu's good deeds again!" Feng Ao's eyes were gloomy, he clenched the longbow in his hand, and let out an angry roar.

He was shocked and frustrated, shocked that Xiao Qiang would appear at this time, and his cultivation had obviously improved a lot, what made him frustrated was that Xiao Qiang's breath could no longer be captured, and Dongfang Yu's breath had also disappeared!

Feng Ao saw clearly just now that Xiao Qiang escaped alone, so Dongfang Yu must still be hiding under the sand, and his life and death are unknown.

But how difficult is it to find a person under the sand tens of meters square? Moreover, if they are out of their control, they are likely to send a distress signal and recruit the people of the third princess.

Just when Feng Ao was angry and hesitant, a snorting sound sounded, and in the yellow sand in the sky, his two subordinates seemed to be two silhouettes, their necks suddenly cracked, blood sprayed out of the wound, and then fell to the ground.

Feng Ao's eyes froze, and he quickly pulled out an arrow and put it on the string, almost without thinking, his fingers loosened, and the black arrow flashed with a cyan glow, flying towards the wind and sand like lightning!

However, to his surprise, the arrow missed again!

Feng Ao knew that he was impetuous, so he forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, set up an arrow again, his eyes were cold and calm, and he captured Xiao Qiang's breath with his divine sense.

If it were a different occasion, Feng Ao would be sure to shoot Xiao Qiang within three arrows, but on this wasteland desert, his vision was affected, and the energy and aura around him were disordered, and Xiao Qiang was also a wind attribute spiritual cultivator, which greatly reduced the power of his sniper arrows.

But then again, if it were a different occasion, I am afraid that he would not be able to easily shoot the jade belt golden eagle and injure Dongfang Yu.

Feng Ao could sense Xiao Qiang's breath, and he floated around him, like a ghost, and the wind and sand in the sky became the best cover for this guy, making it even more difficult to lock.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew towards Feng Ao, Feng Ao's heart trembled, his fingers trembled, and he almost shot the arrow.

But he soon realized that something was wrong, his body was light, floating upward, still holding the bowstring, and his cold eyes seemed to have penetrated the wind and sand, looking ahead.

Sure enough, the black shadow that flew in was his own subordinate, whose throat was pierced, and he was already dead, and when he flew to the ground, he fell to the ground, and then was drowned in the yellow sand.

Behind Feng Ao, there was movement again, and he turned around in a panic, only to see four of his subordinates holding blood-spurting throats, holding long swords, and after taking a few steps forward, they fell to the ground with a bang.

In the blink of an eye, seven of the eighteen people had died!