In the outskirts of Huangsha Town, in a barren mountain valley, behind a huge and strange rock, Su Zhen was treating his wounds.

  Zhou Cangs claw left Su Zhen badly injured. After dodging Luo Pings pursuit, he hid in the valley to treat his wounds and rummaged through Zhou Cangs package. Apart from military rations, nourishing pills, maps, a few clothes, there were also two crimson jade tokens and an exquisite sleeve arrow.

  "Hemostatic Jade Symbol?"

  Su Zhen recognized the red jade symbol and immediately stuck a piece on her abdomen.

  The undying bloodline and the Hemostatic Jade Symbol were applied internally and externally, and the gruesome wound healed at a visible speed to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it was almost fully recovered.

  At this time, Su Zhen picked up the exquisite sleeve arrow again.

  This is a plum blossom sleeve arrow, which can hold six small arrows. Its wrapped around the forearm and can be fired by flipping the butterfly piece. Each arrow is about as thick as a sewing needle, three inches long, and has a pale blue color. When brought to the nose, a faint fishy smell can be detected, indicating that it has been coated with a potent poison called "blood-sealing throat".

  These small arrows are forged from secret silver and have the effect of breaking through true energy. Even if one has a protective true energy shield, they will be shot through and poisoned to death in an instant.

  This was prepared by Zhou Cang for Su Zhen.

  Su Zhen smiled coldly and put it in her pouch: "Its really worth paying attention to, but now it belongs to me."

  Then, focus on healing.

  The sky gradually brightened, and the morning sun rose from the east, casting a faint golden glow over the land. Even in a remote place like Huangshatun, a thin layer of golden haze was draped over it. Su Zhens injuries had healed, and he stood up to look northward. He believed that Luo Ping and Zheng Shaonan would not be able to find him and would proceed with their original plan to go to Luoleitun.

  Su was the kind of person who would seek revenge if she had a grudge and couldnt let it go overnight.

  Zhou Cang, Luo Ping, Zheng Shaonan wanted to kill him, he would have killed the opponent. Now Zhou Cang is dead, Luo Ping and Zheng Shaonan cannot escape either.

  He smiled coldly and then rushed towards Luoshi Town.

  Thirty miles north, arrived at Leirai Town.

  This is a town much larger than Huangsha Town, but equally poor and backward. Earth houses can be seen everywhere, and the muddy roads are covered with thick dust. Many plants have grown in the town, including thorny shrubs, cacti, and tall birch trees. Under the strong wind, leaves were blown down one after another, fell to the ground, turned yellow, curled up, and became dry. There are also several bald hills, covered with rugged black rocks, surrounding Leiyin Town on all sides.

  The mountain rocks are mostly composed of iron ore, which is conductive to electricity. Whenever there is a thunderstorm, lightning often strikes the area, hence the name Leirui Town (Lei meaning "lightning" and Rui meaning "to enter").

  Su Zhen infiltrated the town.

  The town center is much more prosperous than the outskirts, with stone-paved roads and facilities such as grocery stores, pharmacies, tailor shops, and inns. However, due to the Sandstorm Legions ravages, it has been deserted for a long time. The sign of the "Desert Inn" hangs from the flagpole, creaking in the wind, looking particularly desolate.

  "Its all because of the Sandstorm Legion."

  Su Zhen carefully chose a grocery store that had been looted several times and was in shambles, to temporarily take shelter.

  The Sandstorm Legion is centered on Beacon City, radiating in all directions, and Leiting Town is one of the bridgeheads, with more than 300 members of the Sandstorm Legion stationed here.

  Ding ding. Clang clang.

  On the central road, more than 300 bandits wrapped in white turbans, riding white camels, holding crescent-shaped knives, shouting and directing a group of refugees to move forward.

  These refugees were originally residents of surrounding towns who did not have time to escape and were captured by the Sandstorm Legion, becoming slaves.

  Strong adult men, wearing cangues and chained at the waist, walked in a line with clanking sounds. The women cried and huddled together as they were herded along, numbering around one thousand two or three hundred, with no elderly people or children among them.

  The Sandstorm Legion requires adult men as laborers, women to satisfy their lust, and useless old people and children were killed early on.

  There were even cruel bandits who, in front of young parents, made their children into meat soup, not only drinking it themselves but also forcing the parents to drink it down, they are outright demons!

  He deserves to be cut into a thousand pieces!

  A bandit with a white camel, a curved mustache on his mouth, and ten layers of innate cultivation, used a curved knife to pat the camels buttocks, urging it to take a few more steps. He arrived in front of a man riding a giant white camel, with a flattering attitude, and took out a jug of burning knife wine: "General Vanguard, quench your thirst, this operation has yielded a huge harvest! Who would have thought that over a hundred little girls were hiding in the town mayors cellar? Fortunately, Hu Bas dog nose was spiritual, and they all found them. These little girls are really tender, each one is delicate and watery, and the brothers are all eager to death. Bringing them back to Fenghuo City, we can reward them well. General Vanguard has made a great achievement, and the Army Commander will definitely be heavily rewarded!"

  The man on the giant white camel, not only didnt wear a white turban, but also had bare shoulders, his body full of explosive muscles, covered with wounds of all sizes, like countless centipedes crawling on him.

  He was eight feet tall, with a leopard-like head and ringed eyes, a swallows chin and tiger whiskers. His upper body was bare, while his lower half wore wide black lantern pants. He wore a pair of flat-soled boots on his feet, and two knife sheaths hung from the sides of his camel, with two short knives hidden inside.

  The blade is hidden from view, but the hilt is engraved with anti-slip horizontal and vertical patterns. At the back end are two silver wolf heads, which look both exquisite and chillingly cold.

  The leopard-headed man took the wine and drank it fiercely, laughing loudly: "Huba dog nose is spiritual, should be rewarded! Your dog legs are fast, and you caught back more than 200 strong men, also worthy of reward! When we return to Fenghuo City, I will give each of you three little girls, and personally teach you a few knife skills, guaranteeing that you will benefit endlessly."

  "Thanks, Lieutenant!"

  As soon as he heard that there was a knife method to be taught, the bandit with the curved mustaches eyes lit up instantly, and he hastily pulled out a roasted chicken wrapped in oiled paper from his bosom and handed it over.

  The man with a leopard head took it over, took a sip of the burning knife, and started gnawing on the greasy roasted chicken, his movements were extremely vulgar.

  This man with a leopard head and ring eyes is none other than Tang Kuang, the vanguard officer of the Sandstorm Legion. Since his defeat two years ago, the high-level officials of the Sandstorm Legion have been in disarray, and now except for the commander-in-chief Wild Wolf, Tang Kuang is the highest-ranking official, a true second-in-command.

  After being promoted by him, his future is boundless.

  That curly-bearded man, Tang Kuang, was granted permission and his excited blood was burning. He grabbed the whip and "cracked" it several times, lashing a grown man until his skin split open: "Faster, faster, you bunch of damned trash! Get moving, or Ill make you regret it! Youre delaying my good fortune, and youll pay for it!"

  The grown man was pulled down to the ground as the iron chains were entangled with each other, pulling several people nearby into a mess, and the marching speed suddenly slowed down.

  Wan Hu-zi got angry and swung his whip, lashing all of these people.

  "Dont pretend to be dead, get up and walk! Ill count to three, whoever doesnt get up will be beaten to death!" Crooked Whiskers roared repeatedly.

  The group of men were frightened and, disregarding their pain, struggled to get up.

  Seeing this scene, Wan Hu Zi was particularly pleased with himself, feeling that he was the emperor who held the power of life and death.

  Just then, two cold hums came from the street corner: "The Sandstorm Legion is so arrogant, daring to make trouble in the territory of my Wànxiàng Sect! Let go of these innocent civilians immediately, and I can spare your lives."

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