The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

Qin Feng said.

"It's natural."

Fang Xian nodded.

His Confucian scriptures are benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust, so how could he harm the innocent? This time he entered the customs, on the one hand, he wanted to travel around the rivers and lakes, and on the other hand, he also wanted to enter the Confucianism sect of the gods, and pay homage to the ancestors.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, naturally he had no objection.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's start now. I have contacted a caravan before entering the tavern. They will leave at noon, and it should be about the same time now."

Qin Feng said.

A group of people got up and left here.

Before leaving, Qin Feng took 30 taels of silver and put it on the counter to make up for the loss of the shopkeeper.

The streets were full of wind and sand, whining harshly, and fine gravel was blowing everywhere. They bought cloaks and hoods on the street, and put them on their bodies to block the gravel.

Half an hour later, they had mixed into a huge caravan.

The caravan had a lot of people, originally there were nearly a hundred people, and there were people from all walks of life joining in one after another, the number of people was at least three or four hundred, camels and horses were mixed together, and bells were clanging.

Just after noon, the caravan began to set off.

Chen Xuan and his party wore big cloaks, felt hats, and dressed as Shakers. They rode on a camel and headed towards Yehuo Town.

The wild sand is flying, the wind is piercing the face, and what catches the eye is a vast yellow.

There is only a huge valley suitable for walking, and there are barren sand and dust mounds on both sides. This is where the God Burying Corridor is located.It is said to be a corridor, but it is actually a huge continuous valley, spreading from Yehuo Town all the way to Yumen Pass.

On both sides of this valley, I don’t know how many sand bandits and devils have been supported.

Chen Xuan's heart has long been secretly depressed.

He didn't expect that the first stop of the Five Poison Sect he crossed was in such a remote place, and he might not even know one percent of this world.

Night falls.

A group of people stopped in an ancient temple to rest temporarily.

At night in the desert, the temperature dropped horribly. Those business travelers shrank into their tents early and wrapped them in quilts, while those Jianghu travelers were using spirits and internal strength to keep out the cold. Fortunately, there were so many of them and they gathered together , it's not particularly cold.

The gang wind continued to howl, the whistling was piercing, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, it was extremely terrifying.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Chen Xuan frowned and heard a slight movement.

"someone is coming."

He said in his mouth.

Qin Feng, Fang Xian, and Li Xinyao on one side immediately opened their eyes, their ears were activated by internal force, and began to listen.

But they could only hear the whistling of the gang wind, and could not hear any other sounds, so they couldn't help being surprised.

"From what direction? How many people?"

Fang Xian asked.

"At the door."

Chen Xuan said.

The three of them were even more startled and stood up at once.

Arrived at the door?

How can it be?

Ah!

Suddenly, there was a scream, which seemed very abrupt in the dark night.

Ahhhhh!

The screams continued, and there were seven or eight rings at once.

Qin Feng and Fang Xian raised their long swords and were about to rush out, but Chen Xuan stood up suddenly, swung the scabbard horizontally, stopped them, made them pause, and looked at Chen Xuan in confusion.

A black shadow descended from the sky, hazy and indistinct, approaching the extreme, with the sword in his hand flickering, stabbing directly at the heads of several people.

As soon as the faces of the few people changed, they hurriedly drew their swords to resist.

But Chen Xuan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, the scabbard in his hand pierced like lightning, and collided with the opponent's sharp sword instantly.

The next moment, a sticky force erupted from the scabbard, sticking to the opponent's long sword and body, pulling the black shadow directly to the front. Under the horrified gaze of the black shadow, Chen Xuan tapped the scabbard on the opponent's throat .

boom!

The voice is dull, and the throat bone is broken.

The man in black spurted blood wildly, his body fell to the ground like a torn sack, motionless.

Qin Feng and the others were shocked.

When someone came to the top of the temple, they didn't hear a single movement!

If Chen Shaoxia hadn't stopped them, they would have suffered a crushing blow if they were defenseless.

At this time, all other quacks and businessmen in the temple were alarmed and rushed out one after another.

There were endless screams outside, and people died one after another.

Chen Xuan jumped out straight away.

Qin Feng and the others hurriedly followed him.

A large number of black-clothed men appeared outside, killing everyone. Apart from these black-clothed men, there was the sound of horses neighing in the distance. A large number of sand bandits rushed towards here, and bursts of wild laughter kept ringing out.

Bang bang bang!

Chen Xuan swept out with a sword, and five people flew out in succession, their tendons were broken and their bones were broken, and the dead could not die again.

His shots were like lightning, and the scabbard swept across. Anyone who touched him seemed to be smashed by a hammer. His bones were broken, and his body was like a fallen leaf.

"Those who approach this line, die!"