The blood of the heavens

Chapter 32 Sandstorm
The vicious sun hangs high in the sky, and the endless yellow sand is everywhere.

It has been a day since Zhang Yuzhu came here.

That day he set off from Daxue Mountain, preparing to return to the martial arts in the Central Plains, looking for the martial arts cheats that would allow him to make a breakthrough.

However, what I didn't expect was that just after walking out of the Daxue Mountain, I encountered heavy fog.

Originally, Zhang Yuzhu didn't think too much about it. The ice and snow melted and the temperature rose, so it was easy to encounter foggy weather.

As long as you go out, isn't it all right?
However, just after walking out of the thick fog, the world seemed to have played a joke on Zhang Yuzhu. He rode a horse and appeared directly on the desert.

This made him stunned.

Does this still have an automatic transition?

The change from extremely cold to extremely hot is almost instantaneous.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuzhu's cultivation base has reached the point where the cold and heat are not invaded, so there is no need to take off the heavy clothes on his body.

At this time, the sun hanging high above his head continuously emitted light, scorching the earth.

However, since it came, it would be safe, and Zhang Yuzhu had nothing to be afraid of.

The energy in the blood light is enough to consume Zhang Yuzhu for several months, not to mention that Zhang Yuzhu still has some horse meat.

As a human being in the third life, he was either running around for a living, or planning to slay demons and demons, or trying to find ways to practice external skills.

After finally having the opportunity to travel by car, how about enjoying the magnificent desert scene?
"The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the long river is setting the sun!"

Looking at the sun that was about to set, there was still a magnificent scene, and a poem appeared in Zhang Yuzhu's mind.

It was so fitting.

At the same time, there is another poem that makes Zhang Yuzhu feel a little unlucky.

"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's only near dusk!"

"drive!"

After choosing a direction, he slowly urged the horse to keep walking forward.

As long as the direction is not reversed, sooner or later it will be possible to get out of this desert.

Under the magnificent scene of the desert, there is even more cruelty.

Zhang Yuzhu had seen a lot of bones covered by wind and sand on the road this day.

Fear is not enough to be fearful. After all, Zhang Yuzhu has also experienced a lot of fighting, and he has crushed many people. How can he be afraid of these bones?

"If you wait a few more days, you won't be able to get out!"

Zhang Yuzhu patted the neck of the horse under his crotch, "I'm fine, this horse can't stand it!"

In fact, the horses have no water and no food, and with such hot weather, the horses will not be able to bear it.

"I heard that the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is huge," Zhang Yuzhu thought to himself, "I can feel it today!"

After riding a horse for a day, all he could see was a piece of yellow sand. Zhang Yuzhu had no hope of getting out of the desert in a short time.

The temperature during the day was too high, and some of the horse meat that Zhang Yuzhu brought was completely dried out.

Although there is a blood light that continuously provides Zhang Yuzhu with energy, but he has not developed the habit of not eating.

The dried horse meat was chewed and swallowed by Zhang Yuzhu.

"It's really uncomfortable without water!"

"hu~hu~"

got windy!
Looking at the continuous wind and sand, Zhang Yuzhu knew it was not good.

"Did I encounter a sandstorm?"

Looking at the scene of yellow sand all over the sky, Zhang Yuzhu's mind was extremely alert.

He has heard a lot about the horror of sandstorms.

Especially in the desert.

The fine sand hit Zhang Yuzhu's body like a breeze blowing on his face.

It's because Zhang Yuzhu's external skills are too powerful, and the lethality of these sands is not that terrifying.

However, the lethality of the sand is very weak, but combined with the wind, the power is not weak.

It can even be said to be terrifying.

If the sandstorm lasts long enough, no matter how powerful Zhang Yuzhu's external skills are, so what?
As long as he was buried in the sand, wouldn't he need to breathe?

"hiss!"

The horse, frightened by the sandstorm, let out a long hiss, and Zhang Yuzhu could feel its fear.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Zhang Yuzhu was gradually unable to stand, and his body was constantly blown backward by the wind.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Zhang Yuzhu picked up the wrought iron rod he was carrying, pointed it at the yellow sand on the ground, and inserted it fiercely.

Holding the wrought iron rod tightly, Zhang Yuzhu let the wind and sand keep hitting him.

Seeing the painful look of the horse, Zhang Yuzhu took the rein directly and put it on the wrought iron rod in his hand.

Let the horse stand behind Zhang Yuzhu, so that at least it can help him carry some wind and sand.

The blood knife was held by Zhang Yuzhu's other hand, and he kept waving it in front of him.

The knife light flickered, and in this sandstorm, it turned out to be a vacuum.

The sand couldn't even fly in.

"The ancients described swordsmanship and swordsmanship as powerful, and water can't get in!"

Zhang Yuzhu is still here at this moment, thinking about these things, "Thinking about it, I'm not as good as the wind and sand, it's okay!"

Although a vacuum zone was formed, the sand brought by the sandstorm was still piling up around Zhang Yuzhu.

Gradually, it was already below his knees.

However, the sandstorm still has no intention of stopping, and it is still increasing.

"That's not possible!"

Zhang Yuzhu felt that the sand was about to reach his waist, and he couldn't feel it in his heart.

If this continues, as long as the wind and sand continue, he will be buried alive by the wind and sand sooner or later.

While waving the blood knife, he struggled to move his legs out of the accumulated sand.

A lot of iron rods were also buried.

"rise!"

Zhang Yuzhu shouted inwardly, holding the iron rod as thick as an arm with one hand, and pulled out the iron rod a lot from the accumulated sand.

As for the horse behind Zhang Yuzhu, don't worry about it at all.

In this sandstorm, it is constantly moving, and the yellow sand that blows over is always under its hooves.

"It's been a long time since I felt this feeling!"

Ever since Zhang Yuzhu achieved great external skills, Zhang Yuzhu didn't feel any soreness in his arms.

At this time, even though it was supplemented by the blood light, Zhang Yuzhu's arm that kept waving the blood knife felt a burst of soreness.

The handle of the blood knife changed inadvertently, and now he has changed to a left-handed knife.

As for the right hand, at this time, he was holding the iron rod tightly to prevent himself from being blown away by the sandstorm.

The shadow of the knife was constantly flickering, and within a short period of time, Zhang Yuzhu actually felt mentally and mentally exhausted.

He felt tired.

Physical strength can be restored with blood, but the mind can only be restored by sleep.

The sandstorm is far from stopping, and is still going on.

The saber light in front of Zhang Yuzhu's body also became more and more fierce, and the dancing became more and more airtight.

He gradually forgot the time now, and just waved the blood knife in his hand mechanically.

When you feel that your arm is sore, switch hands quickly.

All of this was done subconsciously by Zhang Yuzhu.

The horse behind may know that standing behind Zhang Yuzhu can live, so whenever Zhang Yuzhu starts to change his figure, it also adjusts its position quickly.

I don't know how long the wind and sand lasted, and finally it gradually stopped.

This battle with nature made Zhang Yuzhu feel more tired than fighting with martial arts people for three days and three nights.

Sandstorms are pervasive, and Zhang Yuzhu can use a blood knife to resist the sand brought by the sandstorm outside his body.

Can you imagine how much effort he needs to expend when he wields the blood knife?

As the sandstorm stopped, Zhang Yuzhu felt exhausted, exhausted too much.

Looking at the morning glow in the sky, Zhang Yuzhu covered his mouth and nose with tulle, and lay directly on the yellow sand. He needs to recover his mind now.

The horse neighed in a low voice, and also lay down next to Zhang Yuzhu's body, protecting Zhang Yuzhu from the blowing wind and sand.

Although the sandstorm stopped, the breeze in the desert did not stop.

The yellow sand kept swimming with the breeze, like a naughty child, and kept piling up where Zhang Yuzhu was.

The sun is also getting higher and higher, and the light it emits is becoming more and more dazzling.

The horses had not drank water for a day and a night, and they gradually let out a whine.

However, Zhang Yuzhu was in a deep sleep at this time, and he didn't feel the whine of the horse at all.

The sun is also rising higher and higher, and the temperature is also getting higher and higher.

In this unobstructed place, not only is it exposed to the sun's rays, but it is also subjected to the scorching of the yellow sand.

The intense high temperature formed a series of heat waves in the air.

Zhang Yuzhu's eyelashes were trembling constantly, and he finally woke up.

"Shu Tan!"

After a deep sleep, Zhang Yuzhu finally woke up, and his mind has recovered a lot.

Looking at the horse lying in front of him to shield him from the wind and sand, Zhang Yuzhu was also helpless.

He can't save it!
This is a desert, he is not familiar with it, and he has no experience in desert survival, so he can't find water.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

"Sound of horseshoes," Zhang Yuzhu stood up suddenly, he heard the sound of horseshoes.

Since there is the sound of horseshoes, it proves that someone is going to pass by here.

Zhang Yuzhu caressed the horse's head, "You deserve your life!"

"No, someone is bringing water over now!"

"rise!"

With a soft shout, Zhang Yuzhu immediately pulled out the iron rod that was half buried by the yellow sand, and held it in his hand.

In the other hand, he held a bloody knife with great force.

Just waiting here, he could feel from the sound that the two horses were coming towards him.

Just wait here!

At that time, let's see if the people who came over can be human. If they can be human, they can send water, then forget it.

What if you don't know how to be a human being?Then be a ghost! .
(End of this chapter)