Even though the Gobi desert is unbearably hot during the day, it can become cold and eerie at night.
The cold wind blows the doors and windows, and even if they are closed tightly, there will still be a whistling sound from the gaps, just like a ghost crying.
In the second half of the afternoon, the howls of wolves came one after another in the distance, disturbing everyone in Maocai Society and unable to sleep. The guard responsible for the night was agitated physically and mentally and restless.
Wu Maocai only slept briefly in the first half of the night, and then was awakened by an inexplicable nightmare, so he patrolled back and forth in the inn.
"How? Are there any enemies?" Wu Maocai found Xu Yan who was on guard at a high place.
"I haven't seen anyone yet, but there have been dozens of wild wolves patrolling nearby." Xu Yan pointed to the high dunes in the northeast, where there seemed to be a few low figures haunting: "The moonlight is bright tonight, and you can see it from a distance.
arrive."
"Do you think these wild wolves have an unusual origin?" Wu Maocai asked.
"My subordinates can't say for sure." Xu Yan shook his head: "We have a large number of people. It is said that the wild wolves will not dare to approach if they smell the scent. But if the wild wolf is controlled by the shaman, it dares to approach the crowd, and even
Act as a scout."
"I once heard my father mention it." Wu Maocai said: "When Tule was destroyed by Daxia, the tribes were scattered and scattered in the grasslands and various parts of the Western Regions. Among them was a Black Wolf tribe. Because they were brave and good at fighting, they were good at running long distances and chasing the enemy.
Army, the imperial court originally planned to make them submit and surrender."
Xu Yan was a little confused: "Could it be the Black Wolf Tribe who caused trouble north of Tianshan Mountain?"
"It's them." Wu Maocai sighed slightly: "The Black Wolf tribe surrendered and rebelled again. Then they fled north of the Tianshan Mountains and colluded with the rest of Tule to cause rebellion. The imperial court spent a lot of effort to conquer them and suppressed them. But so far they have not been able to suppress them.
The Black Wolf Tribe was completely wiped out and they are still roaming around today."
Rather than being in charge of a trading company in the Western Regions, Wu Maocai's dream since childhood was to be like his father, a British nobleman, leaping on horseback and expanding territories. Unfortunately, his mother was just a singer in the mansion, and he was of a low background, not only unable to inherit the
Noble titles and recommendation for official positions were also hindered.
If I could deliver the Mani Pearl to my father this time, with this merit, I would be able to outshine those arrogant and arrogant brothers in the family who are addicted to pleasure!
Just as Wu Maocai was thinking about it, he saw a bowl of water placed by Xu Yan on the wall. Several ripples appeared on the water surface for no apparent reason.
"What's going on?" Wu Maocai pointed to the water bowl. Just as Xu Yan was about to speak, a strong tremor came from his feet, so he hesitated to explain. In the blink of an eye, the entire Huluo Inn, made of rammed earth, was crumbling and dust peeled off.
This immediately woke up everyone in the Maocai Society in the inn. The camels and horses were frightened and neighed. Even the skilled warriors were unable to stand due to the violent tremors on the ground.
On the contrary, it was because Wu Maocai, who had been blessed by the skillful terma technique, found himself standing on the undulating ground, with his limbs and body as free as usual. He immediately ran and shouted:
"Everyone get out, get out! The house is going to collapse!"
Everyone in Maocai Society couldn't help but think and ask too much. They were all extremely embarrassed and crawled out of the inn despite the rain of dust and dirt.
But before everyone could escape, the ground trembled to its extreme, and a huge thing tore through the ground, as if it had broken free from the Nine Netherworld!
After several booms, the entire Huluo Inn collapsed, sand and dust rose into the sky, and the screams of men and horses could be heard endlessly.
Wu Maocai had better luck. He was just thrown away by the huge force. With the help of magic to protect himself, he turned around in mid-air and landed steadily. However, seeing such a sudden change, he was so horrified that he stood there blankly and even forgot to run away.
"Sir, be careful!"
At this time, Mr. Changqing arrived in time. He put his hands together, pushed outwards, and shouted: "The wind is coming!"
A strong wind blew up on the ground, blowing away the smoke and dust in the sky, revealing a strange giant insect that emerged from the ground. It was so thick that it could be hugged by seven or eight people. It had a huge mouth divided into six petals that opened and closed, and it was full of sharp teeth. It could be easily moved
Swallow a camel and chew it to pieces.
"Sand dragon?!" Wu Maocai exclaimed, almost biting off his tongue. He looked aside and was about to ask Mr. Chang Qing for advice on how to deal with it.
But Mr. Changqing's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked down at his slightly trembling fingers, confused.
"Sir, what should we do now?" Wu Maocai asked while slowly retreating.
Mr. Changqing endured the burning pain like needles in various parts of his body and said in a deep voice: "Although the sand dragon has amazing strength, it has low intelligence and only knows how to forage for food and let it hunt camels and horses.
I'll evacuate first."
Normally, Mr. Changqing would have been confident enough to deal with this dragon lurking in the sand. But just now, for some unknown reason, he cast a spell to attract wind and dust, and the magic power backfired for no reason, almost causing him to vomit blood.
But it was clear that there was nothing strange about the spells given to Wu Maocai before. What was going on?
Mr. Changqing was puzzled and had no choice but to propose evacuation. When such a demon came, ordinary swords, guns, bows and arrows simply could not deal with it.
Wu Maocai quickly ordered and stayed away from the sand dragon that was eating people and horses. But before he could gather the remaining men, a wolf howl sounded in the distance, like a military trumpet, and nearly a hundred Huqi monsters screamed and waved.
The scimitar, together with the wolves, rushed down from the high sand dunes!
The howling of wolves completely destroyed the remaining morale of the Maocai Society. Everyone only focused on snatching the camels and horses to escape, unable to form a formation to fight against the sudden enemy.
Almost as soon as they met, the fierce rider overwhelmed everyone in the Maocai Society. The scimitar illuminated by the moonlight was like a sickle in a farmer's hand, easily cutting off fresh life like grass and mustard.
The wolves that attack with the riders are even more ferocious, and often three or four wild wolves attack one person. They cooperate tacitly, bite the limbs and drag them violently, and then go straight to the throat and throat, ripping the flesh and blood with their sharp teeth, and counting the breaths.
Kung Fu can kill a person.
In the blink of an eye, Maocai Society collapsed just like the Huluo Inn just now. Only a few dozen people with strong martial arts skills managed to protect themselves in the chaos.
The situation took a turn for the worse, and Mr. Changqing knew that if he took no further action, the Maocai Society would be completely destroyed, so he took the risk to cast a spell, connecting his true energy to the sky, and in an instant, he had control of the thunderous wind.
Mr. Changqing shouted loudly, thunder roared in his palms, lightning flashed in his eyes, he pushed his palms outward, thunder and lightning roared out, and penetrated more than ten horsemen in an instant. Both men and horses fell to death in an instant, and the surface of the body was slightly scorched.
A few wisps of green smoke came out.
However, Mr. Changqing, who had cast such a powerful spell, immediately let out a miserable scream, the lightning flashed back his eyes, he opened his mouth and spit out blood, and he fell to the sky.
When Wu Maocai saw Mr. Changqing defeating the enemy, he was overjoyed at first, and then turned pale with fright. He quickly helped him up and called out repeatedly.
"Haha, okay, it really got a backlash!"
Suddenly a cheer came, and a barbarian warrior wearing wolf skin was seen galloping towards him on horseback.
Without thinking too much about the situation, Wu Maocai took the spear at hand and threw it with his arm. The wolf-skinned warrior swung his sword and flew away without slowing down at all. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Wu Maocai and struck down with his sword!
Wu Maocai raised his sword to resist, but he could not withstand the momentum of the galloping horse. He was knocked back several steps, and the scimitar passed directly across his face, but did not leave any injuries.
"Huh? How come you still have magic powers on your kid?"
The wolf-skinned warrior spoke Turerhu, and Wu Maocai had no intention of answering. At this time, Xu Yan came with his horse: "Master, get on the horse quickly, I will hold this man back!"
After Xu Yan finished speaking, he rushed forward to fight with the wolf-skinned warrior. Wu Maocai did not dare to drop Mr. Changqing and carried him on his horse. When he turned around, he saw a pack of wolves surrounding him. The horse was frightened and neighed.
Just when Wu Maocai was panicking, another group of riders came to kill them from a distance. Before the men and horses arrived, a string of arrows came from the string and shot through the air, killing the wolves and scaring them away.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Wu from Maocai Club?"
Cheng Sanwu took the lead, put down his bow and changed his sword, and said with a smile: "I heard that you came to see me specially when you were in Quzhi City?"
"You...are you Cheng Sanwu?" Wu Maocai was sweating on his forehead, and then he saw Su Wangting coming on horseback.
"Master Wu, I haven't seen you for ten days, and you have become embarrassed." Su Wangting said bluntly: "Hand over the Mani Pearl, and I will protect your life."
Wu Maocai's face was both smiling and angry: "Master Su is very broad-minded and does not pursue other matters."
Cheng Sanwu didn't have this kind of patience and snorted coldly: "What nonsense are you talking about? If I kill you, I will still get the Mani Pearl!"
"I'm afraid it's not that easy." Wu Maocai held the sword tightly in his hand. Although he didn't know why Mr. Changqing met with an accident suddenly, his spells didn't seem to have failed. Relying on the Five Weapons Killing Technique and the Cunning Fu Zang Technique, he faced
Cheng Sanwu, who had a reputation for being a murderer, thought he had the ability to protect himself. All he had to do was find an opportunity to mount his horse and escape.
"Lao Su, go and drive away the other troublemakers. I can deal with Mr. Wu on my own." Cheng Sanwu got off his horse, raised his knife and walked towards Wu Maocai.
"Be careful." Su Wangting said, then turned his horse's head and led the Gongma Society's men to drive away the surrounding enemies.
"I heard from Lao Su that you are blessed with magic, making you invulnerable?" Cheng Sanwu smiled ferociously, his eyes were almost real, and he glanced at every part of Wu Maocai's body, as if he was being cut by a knife.
"You might as well give it a try." Wu Maocai watched Cheng Sanwu's movements closely, but found that the other party had no rules and no trace of his master's origin.
Cheng Sanwu said no more, stepped forward and slashed across with his sword. Wu Maocai had been on guard for a long time, his shoulders dropped and his wrists dropped, hoping to use his sticky energy to wrap around the opponent and take the opportunity to disrupt the offensive.
However, when the horizontal knife struck, Wu Maocai felt a huge force pressing down on him, as if what Cheng Sanwu was holding was not an ordinary horizontal knife, but a rough and hard pig iron pillar, trying to crush everything in his way.
There was a loud sound, and Wu Maocai couldn't help but take a few steps back. A shallow ditch was plowed under his feet, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly.
Wu Maocai was shocked in his heart. If it weren't for the clumsy treasure technique to stabilize his body, he would have been thrown upside down by the knife just now. Now he finally realized that compared to the so-called superb martial arts, Cheng Sanwu relied most on him.
It's his divine power.
Martial arts practitioners pursue exquisite moves, quick body movements, endless internal energy, long breath, etc. In the end, it is nothing more than defeating the enemy.
Ordinary people have limited strength after all. Wu Maocai has heard in the past that there are very few people in this world who are born with supernatural powers and extraordinary talents. Not only are they far better than ordinary people in practicing internal and external martial arts, but they also have incredible adaptability when facing enemies in battle.
, the inner strength of the body can be improved in an instant, bursting out with great power, thereby easily defeating the enemy.
This kind of martial arts realm can only be achieved by those masters who have inner energy flowing throughout their body and can realize it before they are touched.
However, looking at the world, such masters are rare and rare. Just because of their penetrating inner strength and perfect body, they have already blocked the vast majority of people who practice martial arts.
Is it possible that the Cheng Sanwu in front of him actually has such a state?
Without thinking too much, Cheng Sanwu's second sword came at him like a mountain. Wu Maocai was too late to block it, and the sword came down heavily and fell on his shoulder.
But when a muffled sound was heard, Wu Maocai was unscathed, his body only sank slightly, and even his clothes were not damaged.
"Sure enough, there is magic protection." Cheng Sanwu snorted coldly, and the attack was like a storm. The horizontal sword turned into a sheet of silver light and flashed randomly, slashing at Wu Maocai's vital points. However, when the horizontal sword fell, the power was dissipated without a trace, as if falling.
In the empty space.
Wu Maocai barely blocked a few attacks and was so shocked that he could hardly hold his sword. However, there was no injury on his body and he recovered from his shock.
"How? With your little ability, you still want to take back the Mani Pearl?" Wu Maocai stabbed Kai Cheng Sanwu in the neck with his sword and regained his confidence: "If you just retreat, I will not pursue this offense. If
…”
"Fuck you!" Cheng Sanwu cut off his words with a curse word, threw the knife away violently, and rushed towards Wu Maocai with empty hands.
"You still want to beat me with your bare hands, you are just wishful thinking!" Wu Maocai was ecstatic, and immediately thrust his sword straight, and later hid three or four different tricks.
Cheng Sanwu casually avoided the edge of the sword, raised his hand to grab Wu Maocai's wrist like lightning, and at the same time raised his foot to kick his shin, trying to make the opponent's body unbalanced.
However, when faced with Cheng Sanwu's dragging and kicking, Wu Maocai not only did not lose his balance, but took advantage of the situation to get up and raise his leg to kick Cheng Sanwu.
In addition to his swordsmanship, Wu Maocai was also very good at leg skills. He kicked Su Wangting three times in the middle of his lower abdomen, lower jaw, and forehead. This was how he knocked Su Wangting down.
But after the fierce kick that was supposed to win, Cheng Sanwu didn't waver, but his face became more angry. He directly bullied Wu Maocai, grabbed his armpits with one hand, and clamped his waist and ribs with the other, using all his strength, as if he was catching a chicken.
, directly lifting him above his head.
"not good!"
The moment Wu Maocai's feet lifted off the ground, he immediately felt the Qiao Chou Terma adjusting his body shape in his body. He was supposed to have the magic to protect himself without fear of stumbling or falling, but this time Cheng Sanwu relied entirely on brute force, even though he had magic.
It can’t be resolved!
"Get down!" Cheng Sanwu shouted violently and threw Wu Maocai to the ground.
Wu Maocai was like a broken sack, only letting out a short groan. The pain of broken bones made him understand that Mr. Changqing's spell was not omnipotent. The Five Weapons Killing Technique could only withstand gold and iron weapons or punches and kicks. He fell to the ground.
The earth should be injured or injured.
It happened that the Clumsy Terma Technique was a magic that helped Wu Maocai stabilize his body, which made him fall firmly to the ground. The method of protecting himself turned into a life-threatening technique at this moment.
"It's a spell, right? Let's see how long you can last?!"
Cheng Sanwu felt that the first blow was not enough, so he stepped forward and kicked away the opponent's sword again, then grabbed Wu Maocai's legs, roared and swung him in a semicircle, and slammed him to the ground.
After such repeated beatings, Wu Maocai's muscles and bones were broken in many places in his body within a short time, his mind was scattered, his energy was like a gossamer, and he had no power to resist.