When Huang Kun heard that Ye Fan wanted to repay his love today, he rarely showed a smile and said: "Everything I, Huang Kun, have today was given by the Huangfu family. Young master, please don't say any more polite words.
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"Hahaha, okay, in that case, I won't say any more words of thanks or gratitude." Ye Fan knew that Huang Kun was absolutely loyal to Huangfu Qingming, so if he said anything more like thank you, it would really look bad.
Out of sight.
However, Ye Fan kept Huang Kun's kindness in mind.
Next, Ye Fan personally wrote a letter and handed his tokens to Xiao Feng and others.
Xiao Feng and Leng Yu didn't say anything. After bowing to Ye Fan and Huang Kun, they sat on dragon-scaled horses and ran towards the direction of the Holy Sea.
With these two powerful semi-saints taking action, Ye Fan believed that there would be no accidents in the overall relocation of the people around him.
Three days later, Ye Fan received news from Xiao Feng that they had already contacted the people over there, but were dealing with the relocation matter.
After hearing the news, Ye Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The issue regarding the safety of his friends and relatives around him was finally resolved.
On this day, he rode Huang Kun's dragon-scaled horse.
Looking at the endless yellow sand in front, the riding whip was raised and slapped on the horse's buttocks. The dragon-scaled horse suddenly let out a long hiss and turned into a bolt of lightning, carrying Ye Fan, rushing into the desert and galloping towards the sky.
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An Mengqi and Huang Kun followed closely behind and submerged into the yellow sand.
The vast sea of sand is golden, and the layers of golden sand are like golden streamers.
A group of three riders left shallow footprints on the golden sand and flew towards the south.
It's been half a month.
In the past half month, Ye Fan had been sitting on the dragon-scaled horse and finally witnessed the running speed of this strange beast. It was really as fast as thunder, far exceeding any means of transportation that Ye Fan had seen before.
The Desert of Death was vast, and except for the occasional sporadic adventure team, he didn't even see a decent tribe.
Jiutaibao Huang Kun is indeed a madman. Anyone who blocks his path along the way will be killed without mercy.
The robbers in the Desert of Death are just a joke to a god of death like Huang Kun.
According to Huang Kun, even if you ride a dragon-scaled horse, it will take at least several months to travel through the Yuwen Family's Great Zhou World and reach the Huangfu Family's sphere of influence.
It has only been half a month now, and the dragon-scaled horse has already galloped millions of miles in this desert.
Ye Fan had never heard of such a boundless desert, let alone seen it before.
An Mengqi was closing her eyes to rest her mind, and rarely talked to Ye Fan along the way.
Ever since it was confirmed that Ye Fan was the young master of the Huangfu family, she seemed to have some concerns about Ye Fan's identity.
Ye Fan was currently refining the Five Elements Wheel with all his strength, so he didn't care what An Mengqi thought.
On this day, in the originally peaceful desert, suddenly strong sand rose, and dark clouds covered the sun, making the surrounding light dim.
This depressing atmosphere made people feel very uncomfortable. Even the dragon-scaled horse became a little restless and began to roar violently.
An Mengqi frowned slightly, slowly leaned towards Ye Fan, looked at him and said, "There is something wrong with the atmosphere, can you see anything unusual?" Although An Mengqi was wearing a veil, her beautiful eyes were clear.
, the noble temperament on his body is very attractive.
At this time, Ye Fan had no time to look at An Mengqi's beauty, because he also vaguely felt that something was wrong.
At this time, Huang Kun suddenly overtook him from behind, looked up at the dark clouds above his head, and then at the yellow sand covering the sky all around. His face was extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "It seems that people from the Yuwen family,
Already taken action."
"Is this depressing atmosphere caused by the Yuwen clan? Elder Huang, you can't be mistaken, right?" An Mengqi was shocked.
This is the real power of nature, how can it be driven by human power?
"This kind of natural power is indeed man-made." Ye Fan's long hair was flying in the strong wind, he raised his eyes and looked up at the sky, and said coldly: "I am very sensitive to the power of the formation. I am in this space.
, faintly aware of the power of the formation."
Huang Kun's face changed greatly and he said: "This is not wrong. There are many strange people in the Yuwen clan who are proficient in Qimen Dunjia. They are good at using formations to activate the power of nature. We'd better be careful and don't really suffer.
They said."
An Mengqi felt it carefully and suddenly said: "There seems to be a sandstorm!"
"Sandstorm?" Huang Kun looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Are you really sure there is going to be a sandstorm?"
An Mengqi nodded and said solemnly: "Elder Huang, the technique I practice is very special. I can sense all kinds of natural disasters in advance. There is really going to be a sandstorm this time, and it is... very scary.
The sandstorm!”
Ye Fan wondered: "Sandstorm? What level of sandstorm?"
"In this desert of death, even the weakest sandstorm would require at least a person of destiny above the Emperor of Heaven to withstand it! If it were a slightly larger sandstorm, even I would not be able to escape unscathed."
Huang Kun said with a serious expression: "When you led us through a dangerous land, we encountered a sandstorm that could tear apart the space. If you hadn't been there that time, I'm afraid all of us would have died.
In that sandstorm."
"A sandstorm that can tear apart space?" Ye Fan said in shock: "Is there really such a terrifying sandstorm?"
"This is nothing to be surprised about. In fact, if a person's martial arts can break through the realm of heavenly saint, he can activate the power of heaven and earth. If he still has heavenly magic weapons in hand, he can also directly break through the space.
Even I only know a little bit about the mysteries of martial arts. However, after the young master follows us back, I will open the family arsenal to you, where many secrets of martial arts are recorded in detail..."
Huang Zai and Huang Kun carefully explained these things for Ye Fan.
And Ye Fan was also fascinated when he listened.
Sudden!
Dazzling yellow light burst out from the thick yellow sand.
This yellow light was like the light of death, piercing the sky and heading towards Ye Fan and others.
When the yellow light first appeared, there was no movement at all. However, as it moved, the violent and abnormal wind and sand all condensed towards this yellow light, as if they had been summoned by something.
Suddenly, a shocking wind and sand came overwhelmingly.
"It's the death storm!" Huang Kun's face changed drastically, and he immediately shouted: "Miss An, quickly activate your sword in the bottle and take the young master away from here. I will block the death storm and buy you time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the violent wind and sand carried by the yellow sand were already approaching here with absolute oppressive force.
Before the terrifying air wave completely erupted, the dragon-scaled horses under them were shot through thousands of holes by the sand emitting yellow light, and fell to the ground dead.
The terrifying and abnormal yellow sand was everywhere, filling the entire sky, and instantly hit Ye Fan.
Being in such a storm, Ye Fan had almost no resistance, and his body was already spinning and thrown away.
At the same time, Huang Kun's body was radiant with light, and the power of the Half-Saint Three-Line Heaven had been released to the extreme.
But he didn't stop yet. He slowly raised a spear, and like the energy of a bursting dam, it poured into his body crazily. Huang Kun, who exploded with such momentum, then confronted the sandstorm with all his strength.
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With almost no hesitation, An Mengqi immediately activated the sword in the bottle, and after absorbing the power from it, she instantly entered the realm of a semi-saint strong man.
She flashed her body, grabbed Ye Fan, and rushed towards the outside of the sandstorm with all her strength.
Jiutaibao Huang Kun, however, looked up to the sky and roared, using all his strength to explode, he blasted straight towards that ray of yellow light.
In the rolling yellow sand, he blasted out a terrifyingly large hole, which reached directly to the outskirts of the sandstorm.
"Miss An, take the young master away quickly!" Huang Kun tried his best to keep the big hole running and shouted again.
An Mengqi's beautiful eyes were also full of horror. She still dared to hesitate, so she quickly grabbed Ye Fan and jumped into the big hole.
The moment the two of them entered the cave, Huang Kun finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his momentum was released, and he fell into the yellow sand in the sky.
I don’t know how long it took, but the thick yellow sand gradually dispersed.
This piece of sky has also returned to calm again.
However, the entire area was already covered in wolf tracks, which had been completely devastated by the sandstorm just now.
At this moment, Dao Qianqiu stood on the top of a hill, looking at the area swallowed up by the sandstorm.
The scorching sun above his head shone on his tall and tall figure, making his whole person appear to be filled with an indescribable confidence.
He lowered his head and looked at the area swallowed up by the sandstorm, looking so carefully and so absorbedly.
Standing next to him were the Black Goddess, Ling Feiru from Jianghu Yamen, and two other semi-saints, all standing beside him with unusual respect, waiting for his words.
Everyone looked at the place ravaged by the sandstorm, their expressions full of horror.
Dao Qianqiu smiled softly, looked at the Black Goddess and said, "Do you know now why I didn't let you kill Mark before?"
The Black Goddess was stunned for a moment, then began to think deeply.
This was also something that puzzled Ye Fan at the time, because after dragging himself into the desert, the Black Goddess had too many opportunities to kill him, but she never did it.
Dao Qianqiu said calmly: "After I saw the missing person notice issued by the Huangfu family that day, I knew that I could no longer pursue Ye Fan openly.
Whether it is the Jianghu Yamen or the Sha Clan tribe where your Black Goddess belongs, they are all mysterious on the surface and seem to have nothing to do with our Daojiabao. But with the power of the Huangfu family, how can we hide this little trick of ours?
pass them.
So if we want to kill Ye Fan, we have to kill him with a borrowed knife, and we have to leave no traces, so that the people in the Huangfu family will not know that Ye Fan's death has anything to do with us." At this point, he pondered for a moment, and the corner of his mouth
Then he showed a hint of smile and glanced at Hei Po Goddess:
"That's why I deliberately asked you to restrain him but not kill him. In fact, I was just waiting for the people from the Yuwen clan to take action today. Only in this way did Huangfu Qingming not blame us for Ye Fan's death.