Chapter 742
"What is the price?"

Leng Qianyue's chest kept rising and falling due to the fatigue at the moment.

Hearing this sentence, the other party frowned tightly, obviously not expecting Leng Qianyue to say this sentence.

"Whoever meddles in their own business will die."

The guard captain didn't expect someone to step in halfway, turned around, looked at the man in midair, with a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth, "Samsara Sand has never been short of dead souls."

The man in mid-air glanced at him coldly, then fixed his eyes on Leng Qianyue, "Do you need my help?"

The words are still cold, without any emotion.

Leng Qianyue looked at the other party and frowned slightly. It seemed that the current situation did not allow her to bargain.

"help me."

The moment Leng Qianyue spoke in a hoarse voice, the man snorted a sneer.

With a swipe of the palm, a huge gust of wind whizzed down, mixed with icy mist, and swept away towards the group of burrowing scorpions.

"Damn."

The spear in the long palm of the guard soldier threw it directly at the man in midair.

Changmang's speed is astonishingly fast, and the sharp spear tip is made of high-quality fine steel. Leng Qianyue has suffered a lot from this spear.

Looking at the rapidly shooting spear, the man faintly sensed the danger inside.

His body suddenly turned into a stream of light, and he swooped down towards the spear.

"careful!"

Leng Qianyue couldn't help screaming, and headed up head-on, isn't this courting death!

The moment the voice fell, the man's figure and the spear slammed together fiercely.

In the nick of time, a rippling barrier appeared on the man's body.

The moment the spear was inserted, as if it had gone through a long river of time, bronze-colored rust spots began to appear on the fine steel spear tip.

In the end, the entire spear turned into a puddle of rusty water under the astonished eyes of everyone.

The captain of the guard's face changed suddenly, his hands turned into fists, and he took advantage of this moment to blast at the man.

The moment the man landed, his body turned slightly to one side, and the fist of the captain of the guard directly hit the ground, forcing the quicksand on the ground to split a huge pit of hundreds of feet.

Leng Qianyue swallowed her dry mouth hard, she hadn't confronted the guard captain head-on, she didn't expect the other party to be so powerful.

"Samsara Sand really lives up to its reputation, it is the tomb of kings."

The man spoke coldly, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"Chop Suey, come and die!"

The guard captain let out an angry roar, and a bloodthirsty killing flashed across his eyes.

The man in black took two quick steps and appeared in front of Leng Qianyue.

Seeing the other party at a close distance, Leng Qianyue could see clearly that his eyes were like a turbulent sea. Although there was no emotional fluctuation in it, he could feel the bloom of vitality.

This person is not the shore of death, but the sea that breeds time to accumulate energy.

He frowned unexpectedly, the man was obviously dissatisfied with Leng Qianyue's sizing up of him this time.

"Protect yourself." He said coldly, and a water curtain appeared out of thin air, wrapping Leng Qianyue and Bi Hai directly in it.

The moment he finished this movement, the fist of the guard captain struck again.

The man spun around, and the moment he raised his hand, the water curtain formed a sphere, bringing Leng Qianyue and Bihai away from the ground.

"Stinky boy, do you dare to fight with a real gun!"

Seeing that he dodged quickly, the chief of the guards clapped his fists.

(End of this chapter)

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