Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 714 War in the Western Regions

Chapter 240 Three Battles in the Western Regions
Even if Yan Xiaoqing's aptitude is not inferior to that Miao pharmacist, the sect knows his temperament very well, which is why he will always stay at the level of 'elite inner disciple'.If he wants to obtain more resources, he must start by training his mind.

Yan Xiaoqing's own strength is not bad, but it's still not enough to face the elders or deacons of the "Zuowuxuan Peak"!

The inner sect elders of the True Martial Dao Hall are quite strong, they are all fighters above the hero level, even the deacons with less seniority, they all have the fighting power of the heroes level, which is similar to Luo Yunzong, who is also a member of the eight major sects .

However, there are not many strong people in the world who can enter the middle martial arts level, even if there are less than a hundred people in the ranking list, so there are only a few of these eight sects, but it is enough to deal with Yan Xiaoqing's thorn.

Of course, there are less than a hundred people mentioned here, they are well-known martial arts powerhouses in the world, and naturally some hidden powerhouses are not included.Just like the "Hei Xuan" who appeared in front of everyone at the Dao Ascension Conference, he is an out-and-out hero, but he is not in the evaluation list.

After Deacon Zuo taught him a lesson, the battle between Yan Xiaoqing and Yi Xifeng could only come to an end. Seeing the young man who was still a bit unruly before, now he was as quiet as a wronged little daughter-in-law, Yi Xifeng Feng couldn't help but smiled wryly.

I actually lost to such a guy, if it spreads, it would be really shameful.It can be said that it is not very harmful, but extremely insulting!
Seeing that the matter here came to an end, the people who watched the excitement gradually dispersed, but there seemed to be something more in their eyes looking at Yi Xifeng.Naturally, the white and clean youth didn't think so much. This time he entered the inner door to report, and the process that he had to go hadn't been completed yet, so he naturally didn't have the mood to care about the thoughts of the people around him.

He looked at the sun, then ran towards the direction of "Daoxuan Palace".

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Just when Yi Xifeng successfully entered the inner sect in the Hall of True Martial Arts, the countries in the Western Regions thousands of miles away ushered in a long-planned war.

A tall man walked into a large tent from the wind and sand.Judging by his attire, he is a person who has been in the Western Regions all year round. The delicate leather armor on his body has long been worn away by the wind and sand, and his eagle-like eyes reveal a vicious and cold look.

He walked into the tent, glanced at everyone, and then cupped his hands and said to the superior, "Anda! They didn't intend to dedicate the city, it seems that they want to use the wind and sand to hold us back."

Sitting at the top was a bald man, who was also unusually tall, with a stature close to two meters. This kind of height was especially prominent in the Western Regions.At this time, the man was holding a small silver knife in his hand. He skillfully cut off a bloody piece of meat and threw it to a huge vulture beside him.

"Dalamut, my Anda, these stupid people actually believe that the wind and sand will block their sons? Hehe, that's fine! I heard that the Lord Xiao sent reinforcements from the Central Plains, so let them see ours." Great!"

The bald man laughed casually, and the gloomy-looking man who had just paid in also nodded in response.

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The wind and sand in the Western Regions is no better than that in the Central Plains. Once it blows up, it will block out the sky and block out the sun. Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even warriors with cultivation bases, in this extremely harsh environment, their actual combat effectiveness will drop a lot.

But there are no absolutes, and this sandstorm, which can be called a disaster for ordinary people, is nothing to these horse thieves who have been with sandstorms since birth.

Horse thieves are the most common occupation in the countries of the Western Regions. They use the speed of fast horses in the desert and the shelter of wind and sand to constantly attack various caravans or small city-states.Almost all horse thieves are from the same ethnic group. They have lived by raiding for generations and have independent belief systems.

Although these horse thieves only caused disasters in various countries in the Western Regions in the form of gangs, they never formed such a powerful political organization.The number of ordinary horse thieves is less than a few dozen, and if there are more, it is only a few hundred. Large horse thieves with more than 1000 people are very rare.

After all, their way of action restricted their upper limit. Commanding a hundred cavalry on the battlefield is completely different from commanding a thousand cavalry, let alone in sandstorm weather with extremely low visibility.

And the "City Lord Xiao" that these horse thieves were talking about was the same Xiao Yuanfeng and City Lord Xiao who had gone to Luo Yun Country to meet Chen Chuantuo before.And the rescuers mentioned by these horse thieves naturally refer to the two young men wearing a big cloak and a mask on their heads.

If it wasn't Lin Fenghuo and Lin Lei, who else could it be?
"Master Xiao, with such a big sandstorm, will those horse thieves still come?" Lin Fenghuo asked in a low voice.

At this moment, they were standing on a city tower, looking at the yellow sand outside the gate. Due to the sandstorm, they couldn't see anything more than [-] feet away from the city wall.

Linley at the side said, "It is said that these horse thieves are very good at looting in sandstorms, and they will not let them go easily in such weather."

Xiao Yuanfeng followed suit and nodded, affirming Linley's statement.

While the three of them were discussing, a young girl came from behind the three of them. She was covered with a long scarf and could not see her face clearly, but her voice should not be very old.

"Even if they come, it's useless. The wind and sand can stop ordinary people from exploring, but it's of little significance to warriors, especially those who have entered the realm of chivalry. We can use our spirit to detect the enemy's traces."

If Yi Xifeng was here, he would definitely recognize this girl, it was Wu Li who disguised herself as a man on Qingyun Mountain that day.

Lin Fenghuo turned his head to look at the girl, and said nothing. This time he was ordered by his master to enter the Western Regions, and both he and Linley came with a mission.Naturally, one should be cautious in everything. Lin Fenghuo himself may not be aware of such a quiet change. On the contrary, Lin Lei, who has always been by his side, has already noticed the change in the other party.

But Linley didn't say anything, he knew that Lin Fenghuo had experienced a lot in Qingyun Sword Tomb, and gained a lot as well.Naturally, there has been improvement in martial arts, but the most rare thing is the maturity of mind.

When he came out of the sword mound that day, he naturally saw the tyranny of those masters from the holy realm, and even met Xu Xianzhi, one of the eight great saints in the world!

It may also be that he suffered too much shock that day, and in the end he also became numb.So at the scene, he didn't feel how powerful and terrifying the other party was, but as he started on the road again, Lin Fenghuo, who slowly came back to his senses, realized the horror of this contemporary "sage of Confucianism"!
At the same time, I also realized how naive the psychology of wanting revenge at the beginning was.Thanks to Dean Chen's guidance, I didn't do anything stupid.

(Revised, you can watch!)
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