Yellow sand is burning.

This is a scene that the sand bandits who have lived in the wild Hanzhou for thousands of years have never seen before.

They had never seen that the yellow sand in the sky could burn, and the flames burned were actually white, like the fire of hell, covering the sky and almost covering the vicious sunlight.

"What the hell is this..." The scar man stared at the figure that was slowly appearing in disbelief.

The second head of the army suddenly screamed: "That kid is still alive, he is not dead yet!"

The scream was like a big stone falling into the lake. One stone caused a thousand waves. The sand bandits who were still happy for victory just now suddenly fell into the bottom of the valley. So many of them attacked together but failed to kill the arrogant boy. If this boy had not been protected by powerful magic weapons, he would definitely be a super expert with hidden strength.

Super experts hide their strength and live in the city, which is a common occurrence in the fairy world. But because of such an example, no one dares to rob the sand bandits. They still do such business, but they did not expect that they would encounter such a situation one day.

Yan Ning, who was in the yellow sand, was covered with the fire of pure karma, like a messenger of hell, holding a sword of judgment that could control the power of life and death.

"Burn! Blood! Song!"

With a word, his momentum was like a rainbow and suddenly rose. Yan Ning's momentum rose from the peak of the immortals until the trembling late stage of the Immortal King, and he barely stopped, and he even felt a little unsatisfied.

"It's the late stage of the Immortal King, this kid is actually a strong man in the late stage of the Immortal King!"

The second head of the army couldn't sit still. Although he floated in the air, his legs could not help but tremble and his gums could not stop trembling. Almost everyone could hear the crackling sound from his mouth.

Even the second in commander of the early Immortal King was scared to this look. The expressions of the other sand bandits can be imagined. They, who were just in a high spirit of fighting, have now become skinny dogs with tails. Some people even lowered their heads and did not dare to have eye contact with Yan Ning.

"This kid..." The scar man gritted his teeth, feeling very unwilling, but when facing such an opponent, even he had no choice.

Fight with life? Don't joke. So many of them attacked together just now, but they couldn't hurt Yan Ning's hair. As a scar man fought with life, he was just going to die.

There is still a big difference between the Immortal King and the Immortal King. Now the Scar Man has deeply realized that even if he joins hands with the Second Head, he cannot be the opponent of the boy in front of him.

Yan Ning held the Kunwu sword in his hand, wore the soft armor of the hatred sky, covered with the fire of the pure karma, and was full of murderous aura. He spoke slowly and said lightly: "Leave all the treasures in his body, and limit you to leave my sight within three seconds, otherwise..."

Yan Ning's eyes were like a knife, as if it was about to pierce everyone's eyes. Under the pressure of a powerful aura, the scar man swallowed, threw the big knife in his hand and the space bag on his waist at Yan Ning, and then ran away without looking back!

"Boss?!"

The second instructor was stunned on the spot. Unexpectedly, their boss would leave them and escape by themselves. With the Scar Man, the other sand bandits dared not resist. They threw down their weapons and sent their entire wealth to Yan Ning, and then ran away without looking back. Some sand bandits who were not good at running away even burned their lives and used escape techniques to escape. After all, no normal person likes to disguise their strength. If this kid has any special pursuit habits and chases them, where will they shout for justice?

Looking at the fleeing bandits, Yan Ning showed an undetectable smile on his lips.

If it were Yan Ning three months ago, he would have to spend a lot of energy to get out of this group of sand bandits alone.

But after training on Tianlang Island, Yan Ning used the Netherworld Body Forging Technique to directly ignore the attacks of these sand bandits. The momentum created by his powerful purple palace made the strong men in the Immortal King stage frightened them and fled without fighting!

This is a clearer way. If Yan Ning was stopped by them and killed someone as soon as he was stopped, I am afraid that the farce would end faster.

In the vast desert, no figure could be found, except for the weapons and space magic weapons piled up under Yan Ning's feet.

"It's really a community to send warmth!"

Yan Ning was in a good mood and landed on the ground, humming a small song in his mouth, and began to scrape away the treasures left by these sand bandits.

However, for Yan Ning, who has seen the world and is still holding 800 million spirit stones in his hand, the wealth contributed by these bandits is only a drop in the bucket and cannot reach Yan Ning's eyes at all. There are only hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, which can make Yan Ning slightly exhausted to collect it.

While collecting spirit stones, a whirlpool suddenly appeared at the yellow sand at Yan Ning's feet, and then the yellow sand spit out three people like spitting out.

That's right, it's three people.

"Ahem...ahhhh..."

The three of them were unkempt and ragged in clothes, almost no different from beggars. They had just escaped from under the yellow sand and coughed and were in a mess. It took them a while to recover.

"Who are you three...?"

Yan Ning jumped back so scared that he couldn't help asking.

One year, the man was the first to recover and immediately saluted Yan Ning: "Thank you for your life-saving kindness!"

"I? Help?" Yan Ning pointed at himself, a little puzzled.

Another woman finally stopped coughing and explained: "We are travelers passing by here. Before you meet the sand bandits, we were just captured by them. Fortunately, you beat the sand bandits away, otherwise our fate would be..."

Since she had no wealth, she could only rob her lust. Yan Ning looked at the young woman. Although her face was covered with yellow sand, she could vaguely see that the woman looked good. I believe that before she was captured, the scar man must have seen her appearance and did not kill her.

"It's just a simple task. If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

Thousands of corpses are buried in the yellow sand of wild Hanzhou every day, becoming one of the few nutrients in the desert. Yan Ning is already very kind to be able to help a few people.

After Yan Ning said that, he summoned the blue wings from the Sumeru Ring, and turned over and jumped into the driver's seat. He was about to leave, but a slightly arrogant voice shouted: "Wait, can you send us to Huanghong Pass before leaving?"

Yan Ning was stunned and looked down. However, the three of them were talking to him as the smallest man. He frowned: "Why should I give you it?"
Chapter completed!