"who!"

"Wild Dog, take someone over and kill him!" The black wolf who found Su Ming ordered directly. A fierce-looking sand thief next to him immediately rushed towards Su Ming.

Su Ming threw the arrow in his hand to the ground, picked up several egg-sized stones from his feet, and threw them gently in his hand twice, causing them to throw them over to the sand thieves who rushed up.

"Bang bang bang!"

After several muffled sounds, several sand thieves who were rushing over were hit by stones. The heads of several sand thieves were like eggs, shattering with a bang, and red and white scattered. After the death of several sand thieves, the war horses still charged forward, but without the help of humans, they soon stopped not far from Su Ming.

Su Ming rushed over a few steps, pulled down the corpses of the stolen sand stolen, and then skillfully peeled off the clothes of the stolen sand stolen. He did not dislike the smell on it, quickly put it on his body, and grabbed a weapon, and then swept it across with one move without looking back.

The cold scimitar directly cut off a sand thief's arm, then tweeted it and cut his throat open. Since he had already taken action, Su Ming no longer hesitated. He jumped away from the sand thief's slash. His figure flashed quickly, and the long sword in his hand cut out phantoms. As the sword fell, several sand thieves were chopped off their heads.

After only a few breaths, he all killed a few sand thieves around him.

"I haven't fought like this for a long time, and my skills are a little unfamiliar!" Looking at the surrounding corpses, Su Ming shook his wrist gently, and a few drops of blood from the long knife slid down.

"Your Excellency, we are the caravan of the Bauhinia Flowers Store. I ask you to help us defeat these sand thieves. We will pay you a generous reward!" Seeing that Su Ming had solved several sand thieves cleanly and neatly, he sought help from Su Ming.

"Trade!" Su Ming thought for a while and nodded. He didn't care about the bounties mentioned by those people, but he wanted to collect information about the world as soon as possible. The best way was to obtain them from these people.

Su Ming was also a little lucky that his constant knowledge of language spells were still there, otherwise he would not even understand these people's words.

When the sand thieves heard their conversation, they didn't care about preserving their strength and immediately started to attack. The caravan guards were under great pressure, but in their breath, several people were chopped to the ground, and the whole scene became precarious.

In this case, Su Ming naturally could not watch them being destroyed. Without hesitation, his body moved and rushed over like those sand thieves.

As a bloodline wizard, Su Ming fuses the dragon bloodline, and the meditation of the Witch King School is also very powerful in improving the body. When his strength is peak, his physical fitness is even stronger than that of ordinary legendary warriors and legendary knights. Although his strength has plummeted now, it is still not comparable to these sand thieves.

A series of cold lights flashed by.

Su Ming was shockingly fast. Before the sand thieves could react, they were scratched by a long knife through their necks. Before the sand thieves could attack, they were avoided by his ghostly figure. The amazing speed brought out phantoms, and the cold light was everywhere.

Wherever he passed, there was no enemy in one place, and he killed one after another.

"Devil! He is the Devil!"

"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows, shoot him to death!"

"Go around and don't give him space!"

Su Ming's rapid killing shocked these sand thieves, and some of them were even more frightened. The leader of the sand thief continued to command other sand thieves to encircle Su Ming, wanting to trap him here, but he obviously overestimated the sand thieves under his command.

Under Su Ming's efficient killing, the sand thieves quickly fled in all directions. After all, after seeing no hope of victory, the sand thieves would not continue to stay and die.

Su Ming did not chase the sand thieves who were running around in scattered areas, but chased the leader of the sand thief. Others could let go, but the leader of the sand thief could not do it. Seeing Su Ming rushing towards him, the black wolf did not hesitate at all and urged the horse to run away, but it was too late at this time.

Su Ming raised his toes and directly lifted a broken spear from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and threw it forward suddenly.

The spear flew towards the leader of the sand thief with the sharp sound of the wind. Hearing the movement, the black wolf subconsciously waved the scimitar to lift the spear away, but as soon as it came into contact, the scimitar was driven away by the force on the spear, and then the speed did not decrease, instantly passed through the black wolf's chest. The black wolf could no longer control the arrangement of his body and fell directly from the horse.

With the death of the leader of the sand thief, the entire battlefield was almost over. The remaining sand thieves had fled to the surrounding desert. Only some injured sand thieves who were falling off horse were besieged and killed by angry caravan guards.

At the end of the battle, a middle-aged man dressed in a businessman trotted towards Sulun.

"Dear Your Excellency, I am Morton, the manager of the Bauhinia Caravan. Thank you for saving us from the sand thief." The middle-aged man respectfully saluted Su Ming.

"This is the little intention of our caravan, please accept it." As he said that, the merchant named Morton handed over a heavy sheepskin bag.

Su Ming didn't say anything, reached out to take it, weighed it in his hand, and a sound of metal collision sounded inside. It should be some metal coins, and then the bags of coins were put into their pockets.

Seeing Su Ming accepting the bag, the businessman secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They could not help but be nervous. If Su Ming turned against him directly on this rarely visited Gobi Desert, none of them would survive.

"Your Excellency, are you a witch hunter?" Morton asked.

The demon hunter? Su Ming's heart moved slightly, and then nodded. After seeing Su Ming confirm, Morton also breathed a sigh of relief, "No wonder you are so powerful."

Next, the two sides had a simple exchange, and then at the invitation of the caravan manager, Su Ming and they returned to the camp. At this time, the people from the caravan had almost cleaned the battlefield.

The weapons and leather armor were retracted, and the scattered horses were also taken back. As for the corpses of the sand robbers, they were thrown directly into the desert. It would not take long before the sand wolf and vultures in the desert would eat up all of these corpses.

"Mr. Su, this is the list of spoils left by Sha Thief. Please confirm. In addition, I have asked someone to cut off the head of Sha Thief Black Wolf. His head can be exchanged for a bounty of five hundred gold coins in Baishi City." In the camp, Morton respectfully handed a list to Su Mingdao.
Chapter completed!