The moon has risen, not the full moon, the stars in the sky seem to be more dazzling than the moon, and the stars dripped on the desert, emitting a hazy halo.

"Click."

A huge desert scorpion the size of a fist was stabbed by the fire-tip spear of Hongyuewu. The fire-tip spear gently shook the fire-tip spear, and the giant desert scorpion was accurately thrown into the fire beside it, burning the scorched smell.

"Sister Wu, stop busy, come and have a meal together." Guo Xiaoxiao shouted at Hongyuewu.

"Okay, the scorpions nearby have almost been caught." Hong Yuewu smiled, put away the fire gun, sat down by the bonfire, picked up a roasted giant desert scorpion, sprinkled some salt, and bit it in a small mouth.

In the desert, food and water sources are extremely scarce. Although the four people carry a lot of clear water and dry food in the storage ring, if you don’t know how long you have to stay in this desert, you can save more if you can. Fortunately, the giant desert scorpion is not poisonous and the bite tastes crispy. With salt, you can barely deal with it.

"Everyone must be careful. There are already many signs of sand bandits appearing nearby. We will take turns to watch tonight, so don't be careless." Feng Jiankong swallowed the two giant desert scorpions, wiped his hands and said to the rest.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Feng, we know." Lu Wanqing nodded.

Among these four people, except Guo Xiaoxiao is relatively simple, the other three are quite experienced. In this desert, we must not only guard against sneak attacks from sand bandits, but also be careful about other disciples from the Immortal Academy. No one will be sure if anyone takes advantage of the situation to go out to seek personal revenge and stab him in the back.

The four of them were all quiet at this time and didn't say anything. The night wind blew, suffocating the bonfire, as if it was the dead silence on the eve of the storm.

"rustle."

"rustle."

There were constant rustling sounds in the desert in the distance. If you look closely, you can also see whether the ground will slightly bulge, like some creatures flowing rapidly under the ground.

"What's the sound?" Hong Yuewu's heart was terrified. Feng Jiankong, Lu Wanqing and Guo Xiaoxiao also stood up at the same time. Feng Jiankong said lightly: "The enemy is coming."

"There is an enemy?" Hong Yuewu asked in confusion. At first, she thought that some snake, insect, rat and ant were roaming under the desert. At this time, after hearing Feng Jiankong's words, she immediately became alert and grabbed the fire-sharp gun tightly in her hand.

"Hmph, show up!" Feng Jiankong snorted coldly, pulled out the long sword in his hand, danced out a series of sword flowers, and then penetrated into the desert. Sword energy flew away from the bottom of the desert, and the sand on the ground turned into bulges, and then rushed over quickly.

As sword energy flew over from the bottom of the desert, the sand bandits ambushed in the desert jumped up one after another. Hong Yuewu looked from afar, and the shadows on the sand dunes in the distance surged over like a tide, with a surging murderous aura.

These sand bandits were all wearing scales, holding sharp scimitars, and carrying bows and arrows on their backs, which were surrounded, slowly surrounding the four Red Moon Dance as the center.

"Is this the sand bandit? I didn't expect there were so many..." Hong Yuewu took a breath. There were at least 180 sand bandits surrounding them in the dark. Even if these 180 sand bandits were just the cultivation level of the peak realm, they would be a very huge force if they joined forces.

"There are so many... you haven't seen more." Feng Jiankong smiled bitterly and explained: "There are about a thousand sand bandits in this area. I'm afraid that the small group of sand bandits in front of him will only account for one tenth at most."

"Near a thousand people?" Looking at the group of sand bandits with fierce aura, Hong Yuewu and the other two felt chill when they thought that there were nearly a thousand such devils.

"Be careful, they are here!" As he spoke, Feng Jiankong immediately reminded him in a deep voice.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

The overwhelming arrows turned into rain of arrows and flew densely, like locusts covering the entire sky. The arrows pierced with extremely strong force, with a whistling through the air, as if they were about to tear the bodies of the four people apart.

These bandits actually stopped dozens of feet away, took out the bows and arrows behind them, and first used dense rain of arrows to shoot the four Hongyuewu and others in a covered manner!

The dark night, sand, arrows, and scimitars outline a bloody and dangerous picture.

"Damn it!" Feng Jiankong looked at the three beautiful women beside him. At the moment, the four were trapped in the formation of the sand bandits. He was the only man among the four. Naturally, he needed to rely on him to protect the women behind him. He immediately clenched the sword technique and blocked the three people. Countless sword energy rose up, protected the four people, and blocked the arrows flying all over the sky.

His cultivation is much higher than those sand bandits, and his best attitude is swordsmanship. At this moment, he used the swordsmanship like flowing water to protect the three women behind him without leaking water.

However, if you focus on heroes to save beauty, you will inevitably make some omissions. The arrows shot at the Red Moonwu and the other three were blocked by his exquisite swordsmanship, but there were inevitably fish that missed the net, and several arrows were set on him. Fortunately, the inner armor on his body was a magic weapon of magic weapon level.

The thin inner armor was made of the most precious golden silk in the Immortal Academy, and it also has magic power on it. Ordinary weapons cannot reach the slightest part of the Feng Jian. Although the arrows are sharp, they cannot break the defense of the golden silk.

However, the powerful penetration power of the arrow still made his body painful. If he had not reached the peak of the Zhoutian Realm, his body might not have been able to bear it under such an impact. Although it is not a big deal at the moment, there are still bursts of pain in the place where the arrow is shot.

"Senior Brother Feng, don't resist these sand bandits alone. Let's lean on each other against the enemy!" Hong Yuewu shouted.

The four of them immediately gathered together back to back, and the sword light flashed to resist the attacks of the sand bandits. Feng Jiankong, Lu Wanqing and Guo Xiaoxiao practiced sword techniques, which were not only powerful, but also had no leakage when defending. Hong Yuewu practiced guns, and combined with the previous family's fire-tip gun, it was a female evil star who killed all directions in the battlefield. The flames in the sky burned the sand on the ground into charcoal.

"You cover up for me!" Hong Yuewu said to the three of them, and she jumped up in red robe, like an elf dancing in flames. Then she took a big breath, and her pretty face suddenly turned red, as if it was burned by fire.

"Samadhi True Fire!"

She shouted loudly and used the air-lifting technique to jump into the air. She stopped and vented a fierce fire from her mouth!

This fire is a pure fire, with strong smoke, and the water is flooded and never extinguished. When it comes to water, there is a wailing sound. Many sand bandits roll on the ground by the burning of Samadhi True Fire. The smoke suddenly rolls on the desert, and a strong burnt smell comes out.
Chapter completed!