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191 Sand Pirates

The old man chuckled and said, "The one with the highest bounty in the desert is called Fuyu. He is worth one hundred thousand taels of gold.

It is said that he is an immortal with a very high level of cultivation, as if he is in the Nascent Soul realm.

Although I don’t know how powerful the Nascent Soul Realm is.

But it must be a fairy.

For ordinary people, let alone hunting him, their legs would become weak just by looking at him, and they would kneel down and beg for mercy."

The old man told Wen Yi a few more names.

Wen Yi secretly noted that the money she brought to Longyan Desert was not much, and most of it was spiritual stones that monks were used to trading.

At this time, the wind and sand outside the cave gradually stopped.

"Grandpa, I feel a little unwell. I want to go out for convenience." The little girl's voice was very soft, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Even for his own grandfather, it is still very embarrassing to talk about solving physical problems.

Wen Yi asked, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

Although the wind and sand outside stopped, Wen Yi keenly smelled a hint of danger. This was what the ruthless killing sword's intuition told her.

The girl shook her head timidly, "No need, I can do it alone."

Wen Yi was not angry after being rejected. She helped open the door, and the girl pulled up her scarf to cover her face to prevent the wind and sand from blinding her eyes.

After a while.

"Help, sister, help me!"

The little girl's shrill screams were heard. Wen Yi dodged and left the cave in an instant. She followed the sound and saw a group of sand bandits wearing thick furs carrying the girl and running towards the east.

"stop!"

Wen Yi snorted coldly, and Yu Jian came to the group of sand thieves and blocked their path.

"Yo yo yo, I didn't expect you to be a monk too." The leader hung the girl on the horse. He slapped the little girl's butt hard and kneaded it ambiguously. "I advise you not to block grandpa.

Lu, be careful. I will take you back to the village regardless of our friendship and make you our female slave."

As soon as he said this, the sand bandits around him burst into laughter. The laughter was so overwhelming that even with a little triangular cat skill, he dared to stop them.

"Our leader is Jin Dan Zhenren. If you are sensible, get out of here!"

Because the white mist bead concealed Wen Yi's cultivation, she was just a weakling in the middle stage of Qi training in front of everyone.

"Who do you belong to? Why don't you get out of here?"

"Sister, help me, sister, help me."

The little girl lay on the horse and cried hoarsely.

"I am Wen Yi, the seventh elder of Miao Miao Huan Mansion." Wen Yi held the sword across his palm without saying a word, and rushed towards the leader like the wind, "You are only in the Golden Core realm, I will take your head.

I’ve also decided on your bounty.”

The moment Wen Yi made his move, the leader of the Sand Bandits instantly realized that she was also in the Golden Core realm, and she was practicing the ruthless killing sword, a path that only lunatics could practice.

With the disputes going on, how should he face his subordinates in the future if he retreats at this moment?

The leader of the sand bandits is a monk with three spiritual roots, the main one of which is the earth type.

Light brown spiritual power erupted from his palm, and huge stone pillars rose into the sky, blocking Wen Yi's attack direction.

"Kacha kacha——"

The Ice Thunder Immortal Sword chopped up the stones in front of her like melons and vegetables. Just when Wen Yi was about to kill the leader of the sand bandits and seize his head, she felt a huge behemoth suddenly appear behind her.

Her spiritual intuition told her that it was extremely dangerous, and Wen Yi quickly ducked sideways.

"Bang!"

A huge sand man suddenly appeared behind Wen Yi, and a force of several thousand kilograms hit the spot where she was just now, and a huge deep pit suddenly appeared there.

"The desert is my territory. I don't care whether you practice the ruthless way or the sentient way. If you block my way today, I will let you die without a burial place."

The spiritual power in the palm of the sand bandit leader exploded instantly, and he summoned a tornado.

Since, his body felt stiff and his thinking became slow.

Such a change had passed by in an instant, and the leader of the sand bandits didn't even notice.

Before his wind could take shape, he suddenly felt an extremely cold force roaring towards him.

The next moment his head suddenly left his body.

what happened......

Before anyone could react, Wen Yi wiped out the soul of the sand bandit leader with ease.

Just when the leader of the sand bandits was about to attack Wen Yi, her ghostly figure took advantage of the cover of the storm to appear behind the leader of the sand bandits and hit a puppet talisman.

The puppet talisman was silent and unnoticed, so Wen Yi could easily take the life of the evil-doing sand bandit leader. "Why are you running away? Every one of you will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yi produced more than a dozen spells from his palm, and everyone was like a puppet on a string, their whole bodies stiff.

"Don't look at anything and don't listen to anything." Wen Yi flew onto the horse and picked up the little girl. She covered the little girl's eyes with a piece of white silk and tapped her ear.

The little girl panicked and found that she could not hear any sounds or see any pictures.

She hugged Wen Yi's waist tightly, feeling as if her body was moving up and down with the wind, and then a strong smell of blood hit her face.

Wen Yi wrapped a piece of black cloth around the head of the sand bandit leader, and then placed him in the package. He carried the package with one hand and the soft-footed little girl under it with the other and returned to the cave.

Wen Yi lifted the restriction on the girl's hearing and said, "Okay, you can open your eyes now."

The little girl tremblingly untied the white silk ribbon. She watched the anxious grandfather rush towards her and burst into tears.

Wen Yi threw the package in the corner.

"Thank you, little fairy, for saving my granddaughter. You have saved the lives of our grandson twice." The old man knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes.

Wen Yi helped the person up, "It's a little effort, but it doesn't matter. Cultivation is supposed to hoe the strong, help the weak, and eliminate harm for the people. And the old man and the little girl have been taking care of me these past few days, so it's nothing."

Wen Yi did not look down upon them just because they were ordinary people.

The old man thanked him over and over with tears in his eyes. Finally, he looked at the bleeding bundle in the corner and said nothing, already knowing in his heart what it was.

When the grandfather and grandson were holding each other's arms and crying, there was a knock on the door.

"Is anyone here? Is there anyone passing by who could please stop? I want to come in and take a rest."

The frightened old man thought that the group of sand thieves had suddenly returned to take revenge. He glanced at Wen Yi tremblingly, and before he could say anything, the unreasonable guy pushed open the door and entered.

The person who came was wearing a fox robe, with a handsome and rugged face, deep eyebrows, and dark blue eyes, a typical Longyan look.

"He...he is Sha Pirate Feng Ya!"

The old man saw a look of fear on Feng Ya's face.

Although Feng Ya does not have as much bounty as the other top sand pirates, he is still a somewhat famous sand pirate.

It's just that most of the gangs he belongs to only rob money and don't hurt people, so they are relatively mild.

As soon as Feng Ya came in, he smelled the smell of blood. He looked at the bloody bundle in the corner and instantly became alert.

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