"Hahaha!"

Sha Jin touched the blood mark on his neck where he was accidentally cut by the ice-blue bone-etching knife. Although the pain caused the veins to bulge, his mouth was unforgiving:

"Just listen to the comments I just made. Don't take them seriously. In the final analysis, you are just a genius touted by Law. You still think you have discovered some amazing healing technology... It is extremely useless and ridiculous!"

"Mutation is the way we choose to survive. Even if I tell you, you won't understand. In my opinion, the distance between you and the Lord of the Holy Mountain is farther than the distance from the Dragon's Backbone of the Western Mountain to the East China Sea..."

As he spoke, the Sand-Gold Holy Envoy crossed his scimitars with his hands, and two sudden hurricanes gathered from both sides of Jiang Qian, and quickly swept towards him with the yellow sand wrapped around him!

Jiang Qian did not retreat but advanced, approaching Shajin before the hurricane collided!

You react very quickly, so I won't be able to use the storm to restrain you... While Sha Jin quickly retreated, he used his scimitar to block several attacks from the ice blue bone-corroding knife.

The two figures crossed each other several times, but they were never able to distance themselves.

With the intensive exchange of moves in melee combat, the Holy Envoy of Shajin, who is the king of melee combat in the Holy Mountain, gradually shakes his preconceived evaluation of Qianlong.

The young man in front of him was agile and calm, and there was no expression of any eagerness to kill on his face, but his moves were always fierce, decisive, precise and experienced.

In Sha Jin’s view, these skills cannot be achieved by months of practice: Qianlong Bu’s amazing body balance skills, superb two-handed attack skills, and clever use of his own alien limbs-the fangs, just like

It has already integrated into his body, as easy and natural as every breath.

The intelligence is wrong! This person's ability is better than mine... After dozens of moves, Sha Jin finally became afraid: he must immediately distance himself and use the hourglass prop to restrain him!

However, Jiang Qian followed closely at all times, not only preventing him from succeeding, but also forcing him into even more embarrassment:

"Why, weren't you very tough just now, and now you want to run away?"

Previously, two demon clones were used to lure the opponent to appear in person, just to facilitate close combat.

Otherwise, in this vast sea of ​​sand, he really doesn't know how to deal with his opponent.

The identity of the desert golden scorpion can be known from the opponent's pet. This animal is the best hunter at ambush and defeat the enemy in the desert. How could Jiang Qian let the tiger return to the mountain so easily?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Golden Hook!!"

Following the roar of the Sand-Gold Holy Envoy, the previously stunned giant Desert Golden Scorpion staggered up from the sand and turned to lock onto Jiang Qian, who was fighting with his master.

The giant beast protector was eager to cooperate with its master's dodge, and once again threw a poisonous hook at Jiang Qian!

"You don't want pets at all, right?"

Jiang Qian jumped up to face the poisonous hook, passed by it, and landed on the back of the giant scorpion.

At this time, Sha Jin had escaped into the sand. By manipulating props, the rolling sand charged up again and aimed at Jiang Qian's position...

"The desert is my domain, I will take care of you this time!"

Just as he was getting ready to go, Sha Jin was suddenly stunned.

When he fled into the sand, Jiang Qian had already opened a "hole" in his pet's head, and his fangs poured in the source of mental pollution wantonly.

Sha Jin's beloved pet has gone insane in just a short moment. Although he is tall and tall, he is no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Come on, Holy Envoy of the Holy Mountain."

Jiang Qian sat on the other's pet's back, facing the sweeping sand calmly.

Time is still passing, and there is not much time left for Sha Jin.

Sha Jin secretly gritted his teeth and urged the sandstorm to continue accelerating towards Qianlong Wuyong! Of course, including his beloved pet Jin Gou.

In this way, Jiang Qian used neurotoxin to control the huge desert golden scorpion, galloping in the sand, sometimes running on the sand, sometimes passing through the dunes, and swimming in the sand.

"What's the point of using someone else's pet as a shield?!" Sha Jin's gnashing of teeth came from all directions.

Jiang Qian responded boldly: "The master is wicked and the pet beast suffers! Do you blame me?"

"you?!"

His pet beast was out of control, and Sha Jin had no way to deal with Jiang Qian for the time being.

But the sandstorm attacks did not stop.

During the confrontation, Jiang Qian always kept himself in the safest position, using the chivalrous cloak and the defensive function of the invisibility cloak to filter out most of the minor violations... until the "mount" under his butt gradually gave out.

However, normal animals will stop moving when exhausted, except for "crazy" animals.

This giant scorpion is still carrying Jiang Qian on its back, galloping tirelessly in the sea of ​​sand.

Of course, Jiang Qian was not idle either.

He has been observing the incoming sandstorms, and gradually discovered a pattern: as time goes by, the incoming sandstorms are getting weaker.

Jiang Qian never believed that this was the result of his opponent being soft-hearted out of pity for his pet beast. The only explanation was the "restrictions" of the props.

At the moment, Sha Jin's pet Golden Hook is still struggling to carry Jiang Qian to avoid the storm, like a second-hand car that is about to be scrapped, desperately burning the last power.

"Don't use that bastard Qianlong..."

Seeing that his beloved pet was almost dead from exhaustion, Sha Jin rushed out of the sea of ​​​​the sand head on in anger!

The moment it left the sand, Hui Xuan's scimitar split into several afterimages like a storm, and they all attacked Qianlong Wuyong on the back of the giant scorpion.

And he himself was forced to avoid the tail hook thrown by his irrational pet...

Jiang Qian backed away expressionlessly, his hands crossed with fangs, and he continued to avoid the oncoming scimitar matrix during several moves.

Before he left the back of the giant scorpion, the tough back of the giant desert golden scorpion suddenly burst, and countless flying scimitars penetrated the back, suddenly approaching!

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