Lord of the Desert

Chapter 96
The three-meter-wide mountain road is sandwiched between 30-meter-high cliffs, and there is almost no light.

Coupled with the limited field of vision of the helmet, it can be said that there is no sky in front of you.

Arrows and rocks kept falling from above the head, making people's lives hang in the air every moment.

Before the battle, Cui Erye, who was in second place, was already feeling bitter.

What Hong and Li said before could not be more clear-although the camel and bull warriors are not afraid of death, what is worse is that there are two Hunran and ten Tongtong on the top of the cliff who are always watching.

While fighting, one has to beware of cold arrows outside the field of vision; even in the Chaos Realm, one's professional skills may not be able to exert [-]% of it.

But Hong Fan is different.

His barren sand battle armor is easy to deal with attacks that are less than critical—such as ordinary arrows.

At the forefront of the team, the burly and strong sand-cast warriors stood upright like shields.

After walking for more than [-] meters, its surface has been pierced by layers of arrows like a hedgehog.

However, as the gritty surface shifted its phase, the arrows slid down on their own, and the armor instantly recovered.

After several rounds of shooting, Hong Fan was not only unscathed, but even his true energy was not consumed too much.

"You're so numb, didn't this evil star king squeezed a sand target and borrowed arrows from us?"

On the top of the cliff, the Sand Bandits cursed in a low voice and changed their target.

At the foot of the cliff, Hong Fan clenched his saber and stepped across the center line.

It was less than ten steps away from the shield formation of the Camel Warrior.

Forest of thorny guns, cowhide shields, iron armor...

There are also the dark red eyes that are numb and merciless under the infiltration of "Black Yaksha".

All of the above are displayed in the line of sight under the helmet of the deserted sand armor.

Then, turn it into the best raw material for burning vigorously.

"The barren sand is ruthless, don't complain!"

With a fierce battle cry, Hong Fan started to accelerate and rushed towards the enemy.

The iron spear pierced forward, piercing the thickened sand armor, stopping within two inches.

The handle of the gun was bent to the limit, and finally broke.

"Drink!"

Hong Fan pressed his shoulders against the large shield in the middle, knocked the warrior down sideways, and then slashed the warrior's shoulder with his sword like a branding iron.

The nail piece screamed and burst open, and the blade made a hole the size of a soybean.

In all directions, murderous intent boiled instantly.

The wrestler on the right smashed the gun;
The warrior on the left dropped his short spear and drew his sword from his waist;

Yu Kaicheng's back arrow above;

The short swords stabbed by the two sand bandits in front...

But Hong Fan didn't care.

The backhand slashed and hit the right side of the Luxun's skull.

The sword broke, sparking a large handful of sparks; the helmet flew up, playing the clang of gold and iron.

The minion's short sword hit the enemy's lower abdomen, and just as a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his head was already grasped by the giant palm made of sand.

Hong Fan was furious and threw his right arm down.

The face in the palm was pressed to the knees, smashing to pieces.

Now that the gate of the formation was broken, he squeezed another step into the enemy formation, put his left elbow on the No.2 minion's chest.

Sharp sand cones, sipping blood, protruded from his back.

Behind him, three wrestlers who had lost their center of gravity leaned on the stone wall and wanted to pursue them.

But Hong Fan is not alone.

Cui Erye is over forty years old, and he has been stuck in the two lines for a long time-his fortitude to fight against the wind may not be enough, but the bravery to add color to the wind is too much.

"An dare to turn your back on me?"

With a loud roar, he activated his iron mace with the Family Collapsing Mountain Jue, and blasted it on top of the warrior.

The helmet was twisted and deflated, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

On the other side, Hong Lie and Cui Er stood side by side, cutting off half of the helmetless warrior's head with one blow.

When the movement came from behind, Hong Fan knew that he had nothing to worry about, and the attack and killing became more and more wanton.

The left hand grasped a person's forearm, and the high temperature and sand burned the flesh and blood to rot.

Holding the side of a person's face with his right hand, he patted it on the rock like red and white.

It's just time to piss, the enemy's striker is gone.

In the sky, only the one who proudly roared to the sky, overwhelmed the two armies and shouted to kill:

"Let the eight winds strike, I will stand still!"

The long howl passed over the big banner, already appearing ethereal and distorted.

Many spectators have been stunned.

"It's no wonder that you dare to say that you will be the first to get ahead..."

Li Shenji spoke slowly, his voice tensed.

"The narrow environment of one step at a time, one step at a time, restricts both sides of the battle."

"Hong Fan is in charge here alone. I'm afraid he can really defeat a hundred with one."

As he spoke, he looked at Chi Liangbi who was sitting on the side, and asked.

"This sand armor, what does Fifth Master think?"

"It's comparable to Tie Yi Gong."

Chi Liangbi replied in a muffled voice, but soon lost his strength.

"Oh, the supernatural power of the Fate Star is really terrifying."

"Just talking about a single point of defense, this sand armor is nothing, and experts in the high-level penetrating realm of our clan can do it."

"But the problem lies in consumption and comprehensiveness."

"Iron clothes kung fu and most of the horizontal kung fu, the consumption of true energy that works all over the body at the same time is amazing. Even I often wait for the attack to come before I can use it."

He sighed while explaining.

"In addition, due to the influence of the distribution of meridians, the defense of the whole body of martial arts practitioners is often not balanced, and the five sense organs, the back of the head, and the lower yin are natural key points."

"To be as impeccable as a good nephew, and to remain intact for a long time, at least to the level of my elder brother."

The elder brother in his mouth refers to Chi Zhuiyuan, the Patriarch of the Chi family who is at the sympathetic level between heaven and man.

Hearing Chi Liangbi's praise, the complexions of the elites who followed them all changed.

"It's an exaggeration, is it comparable to the sympathy between heaven and man?"

"Can ordinary penetration defeat Fang Tianzong?"

"Based on this argument alone, the Hong family's second young master's fighting power is at least completely on the rise!"

"It's not like everyone hasn't seen the results of the first two battles. Even if my Xingjun is compared with the sympathy between heaven and man, so what?"

"My younger brother has only turned eighteen; although Lord Chi is strong, he is still far from Lord Jingsha, right?"

All kinds of comments came to their ears, which made them feel a little embarrassed.

"The sand shield of King Shocking was amazing in defense, and it was said that no one in the Golden Sea could break it."

Li Shenji took the initiative to praise, with a slightly forced smile.

"Brother Hong Fan Xian can use the old wisdom of his predecessors like this, which is really rare."

Hong Sheng nodded in agreement, his tense jawline loosening slightly.

But Hong Jian categorically denied it.

"Shocking Shagong's sand shield is completely different from Hong Fan's armor inside."

"I have fought side by side with Shocking Shagong for many years, and he almost never used such a permanent defense before he reached innateness."

The only innate person present spoke, and everyone stopped immediately.

"He told me the truth."

"Sand gravel is soft by nature, and it needs to be solidified to defend against the enemy; therefore, condensing sand to form armor not only requires continuous circulation of true energy, but also greatly affects one's own activities."

"In general, as Liangbi said just now, one is inconvenient, and the other is too much consumption."

Hong Jian frowned slightly, looking at his second son with rare admiration.

"I don't know how Hong Fan solved these problems in the penetrating environment."

"But there are two reasons."

"Maybe it's because his upper dantian is different from ordinary people, and he is born with the ability to store a huge amount of real energy."

"Perhaps it's because of his amazing talent—in just nine months, his understanding of the world of sand has surpassed those of his predecessors!"

PS: Sometimes the writing has to use some modern vocabulary, such as "single-point defense", "comprehensiveness", etc., otherwise it feels difficult to express clearly and concisely.

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