Lethal Impulse

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Chapter 192, Fighting against Sand Pirates

In the afternoon, the two of us were about to set off, but this time I sat comfortably in a rough-made desert car. Sha Yiyao was pulling the rope and pulling the board, and it continued to drag.

This is the inspiration I got from the sled, so the transportation is made. It's just that there are no camels and they can only be pulled by people.

"Master, can you come down and walk around?" Sha Yiyao turned to look at me helplessly.

I glared at her, then sat on the desert car, and said lazily, "What is my identity? How can I come down and walk? When I walk out of the burial holy desert, I will give you an artifact immediately. By then, you will be invincible , You can get revenge on the ghost race. "

Sha Yiyao looked at me desperately, nodded and moved on.

I sat in the desert car, proud of my face, and it really was right not to kill Sha Yiyao. If I killed her, I had to walk on my own. This is better, with such a rickshaw, I will be much easier.

So Shaoyao pulled me, and we walked in this sacred desert. In this desert, there is a crisis. In addition to the harsh natural environment, the most frightening thing is the weak meat and strong food here.

There are no rules here. In order to survive, all the people inside are unscrupulous. And those who dare to enter the funeral desert are mostly desperate people, so they are even more cruel.

According to Sha Yiyao, personal strength here is negligible, and it depends on the fighting power of the group. The magic weapon is completely invalid here, as is any magic weapon. Therefore, it is the era of cold weapons.

Hearing this, I suddenly realized that no wonder the six teams of Secret Service were able to enter the funeral desert so easily.

After just a few days in a row, the desert is still endless, as if there is no end at all, even if I feel a touch of despair.

This burial holy desert, after losing its mana, is simply an insurmountable sky. Not to mention crossing the desert, it is very difficult to survive.

On this way, we encountered some animals, some of which were small predators, but some were large predators, and we fought several times for this. Every time I have to shoot it myself.

In a desert, in front of me was a campfire, and Sha Yiyao was grilling for me.

Looking at the blackened barbecue, I had no appetite at all, but in order to survive, I still sighed, and then took the barbecue in the hands of Sha Yiyao, and then said: "On this way, the animals we encountered More and more fierce. In this way, maybe we will encounter bigger creatures. "

"This desert feels very strange to me. Even if our Sha tribe was born in the desert, but here I was given endless fear." Sha Yiyao narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark night in the distance, then said : "The burial of the Holy Desert, a mythology and legend spread in all races. I thought I would never come here in my life."

"People who come here must have their own purpose." I chewed the barbecue that was hard to swallow, and the voice calmed: "They know they are going to die, but they still come. If they can survive, maybe they can get what they want. Something you want. "

Sha Yiyao nodded and began to grill food by himself.

There was only one tent, and I lived inside, but Sha Yiyao relied on the tent, but did not live in it.

Sha Yiyao wanted to live in, but I didn't promise her. It is not that she is not beautiful enough, but that I am now, but I have no mood to discuss these things.

There was no talk overnight, and the next morning, we were going to set off. At this time, the desert was blowing the cool wind, which was the most pleasant time.

I sat in the desert car, my eyes were alert, and no one knew what would happen in this place.

At noon, we were planning to stop for a rest, but Sha Yiyao was suddenly nervous. She looked at me and then lowered her head and said, "Master, there is a situation."

"What's wrong?" I looked at her and asked, losing all my mana, I felt less sensitive.

"Someone is coming, and there are a lot of people." Sha Yiyao said.

"Get ready to fight." I stood up, holding Zhentian in my hand, and my eyes were very cold.

No matter who the opponent is, it is an enemy to me. In this funeral desert, there are no friends at all.

Sha Yiyao nodded and was ready. Only then I was a little nervous.

The saints here are not much different from ordinary people. They are not relying on personal power. If more people come, I am afraid I ca n’t even deal with them.

Just when I was cranky, someone was already around us. This is the second time I saw a figure, but this time I was not happy, and only alert.

In this vast desert, more than 20 cavalry have appeared, and they are riding camels. In this desert, the camel is a perfect mount than any creature. They can walk long in the desert without eating or drinking.

Just after seeing them, Sha Yiyao suddenly lost her color and shouted, "They may be Sha thieves!"

Upon hearing her words, my face became difficult to look at, and the sand thief in Sha Yiyao's mouth. In this holy desert, it is more terrible than anything.

They rode on camels and came and went without a trace. And they are cruel, specializing in looting races that enter the Sacred Desert. The men are basically killed, the beautiful women can stay, but they must also become their slaves.

Outside the burial holy desert, they are just a group of people, but in the burial holy desert, they are more terrible than the saint.

I have held Zhentian and blocked it in front of Sha Yiyao. At this time, more than 20 cavalrymen had rushed towards us. They were fierce and did not have any greetings at all.

I held Zhentian's hand, and the cold light passed, and a camel knight led by me was killed directly.

The camel knights around were not panicking, they kept roaring and making a whine noise. Then surrounded us.

They cooperated with the tacit understanding, a knife has been slashed towards me.

I waved Zhentian and fought against these twenty camel knights. Their sharp knives brushed my body, leaving a scar.

Sha Yiyao was pale, and the dagger in her hand had no effect when facing several camel knights.

"Pooh!"

A knife passed through my back and took away a gritty wound. And I turned my head and Zhentian swept across, and a camel knight was cut by me like this.

The sharp Zhentian, even if he loses his strength, is as invincible as ever.

After the sword passed, the camel knight had no resistance at all. I was even cut in half by a camel.