The sound was too abrupt.


    Moreover, because of the particularity of yanprison desert, Xiao Changfeng''s divine consciousness is also greatly limited.


    He didn''t find out in advance.


    But don''t ask sword, he is very alert.


    As soon as the sound came out, he quickly jumped down from the body of the sand scorpion and fell beside Xiao Changfeng.


    WOW!


    I saw a sudden uplift of the sand not far away, and soon three figures came out of the sand.


    These three people are similar to Mo Wenjian.


    They all have dark yellow skin and are wearing a tight training suit.


    But at this time, they were still dressed in the skin of an unknown monster.


    It was this animal skin that isolated Xiao Changfeng''s divine sense.


    "This sand scorpion is ours. Get out of here, or we''ll kill you together!"


    Headed by a tall middle-aged man.


    The man has an obvious scar at the corner of his eye, which looks ferocious.


    His eyes stared coldly at Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian.


    Extremely fierce!


    Moreover, this person''s strength is also very strong. He is impressively the dual of Emperor Wu territory.


    Beside him, one was tall and thin, and the other was short and fat.


    Tall and thin men are the strength of jiuzhong in Huangwu territory.


    The short and fat one is a middle-aged woman.


    Strength also has eight aspects of Huangwu territory.


    Together, the three are very powerful.


    "Feng sanbian!"


    Mo Wenjian obviously knows these three people.


    At this time, his eyes fell on the head scar man, and his face was ugly.


    "These three people are also desert hunters. The one headed by Feng sanbian is the strongest. The tall and thin one is mu Yan and the short and fat one is Hong Luo. It is the most notorious."


    Don''t ask Jian and don''t forget to introduce the origin of the three to Xiao Changfeng.


    Naturally, the desert hunter is more than a sword.


    Although there are many lone Rangers, there are also many people in twos and threes.


    This is the case with Feng sanbian.


    The three of them joined hands to form a small team.


    It''s notorious in this hot prison desert.


    Because they hunt not only monsters, but also humans, and often rob other people''s monsters.


    "Hum, don''t ask the sword. For your sake, I''ll spare your life. This sand scorpion belongs to us!"


    Feng sanbian grinned and showed a gloomy smile.


    He obviously knows Mo Wenjian, too.


    But from his mouth, Xiao Changfeng heard a little different.


    It is reasonable to say that Feng sanbian is the strong one in the imperial martial realm.


    Mu Yan and Hong Luo are also strong in Huangwu territory.


    Together, the three can easily deal with Mo Wenjian.


    Even if you can''t see your strength, according to the description of Mo Wenjian.


    You should also try to deal with yourself.


    However, Feng sanbian is just a sand scorpion who is greedy for ink. For himself and them.


    But always just said get out.


    Is it because don''t ask what special identity the sword has?


    Or don''t ask the sword what cards they fear.


    Xiao Changfeng didn''t know and didn''t say much.


    These sand scorpions are the spoils of mowen sword. Xiao Changfeng is dispensable.


    Moreover, although these three people are not vulgar, they can''t threaten themselves.


    So he is not afraid.


    But he wants to leave the decision to Mo Wenjian.


    Of course, this is also a test and temptation.


    If Mo asks Jian, he is a good man.


    Xiao Changfeng doesn''t mind hiring him as a guide and taking himself into Xizhou.


    Shua!


    Mo Wenjian didn''t speak, but he showed his attitude with his actions.


    He saw a feather fan with only two feathers in his hand and waved it suddenly.


    Suddenly, the strong wind roared up with the yellow sand and directly blew towards Feng sanbian and the three people.


    "Don''t ask the sword, you''re looking for death!"


    Seeing Mo Wenjian''s move, Feng sanbian''s fierce awn appeared in his eyes and began to drink angrily.


    But then the strong wind came and enveloped all three of them.


    "Break it for me!"


    Feng sanbian took out an iron whip from the storage ring and waved it suddenly.


    Suddenly, the iron whip was like a sword, and it stubbornly split the wind.


    "Inferior holy ware?"


    Xiao Changfeng''s eyes flashed slightly. He didn''t expect that Feng sanbian had a holy weapon in his hand.


    Is he the son of a holy land?


    Xiao Changfeng guessed in his heart.


    But I can''t get the answer.


    But at this time, don''t ask, the sword is shot again.


    With a wave of the feather fan, the wind is strong!


    This time it was no longer an ordinary wind, but it was mixed with a blazing flame.


    "Another treasure comparable to sacred vessels!"


    This feather fan with yellow and red feathers is of high grade.


    Like the demon rope, it is a treasure comparable to sacred vessels.


    But it seems to be broken, otherwise the power will be more terrible.


    "I''ll hold Feng sanbian. You find a chance to kill one. Don''t worry. It''s just a small scene. Brother will cover you!"


    Don''t ask the sword. While waving the fan, he whispered to Xiao Changfeng.


    He even took the initiative to deal with Feng sanbian in the imperial martial realm.


    And gave Mu Yan and Hong Luo to Xiao Changfeng.


    "Good!"


    Xiao Changfeng nodded without refusing.


    Since Mo Wenjian has confidence, Xiao Changfeng also wants to see the real strength of Mo Wenjian.


    So far, Mo Wenjian doesn''t seem to show real strength.


    Some of his behaviors and actions made Xiao Changfeng confused.


    Like why he saved himself in the first place.


    Why do you bring yourself to hunt sand scorpions.


    And the treasure in his hand is also very good.


    The previous demon crystal, fishing rod and demon rope, as well as the feather fan at this time.


    All extraordinary people can have.


    "Don''t ask Jian, do you really think labor and capital are afraid of you? Mu Yan and Hong Luo, you kill that little white face first, and then come around to kill Mo Wenjian. Labor and capital are going to kill this little rabbit today!"


    Feng sanbian holds an iron whip in his hand, which is extremely fierce.


    However, he seems to attach great importance to Mo Wenjian.


    With the dual strength of his emperor''s martial realm, he was not sure to defeat Mo Wenjian alone.


    "Don''t worry, boss. I''m enough alone!"


    Mu Yan sneered and rushed directly to Xiao Changfeng.


    He is very fast, although he can''t fly.


    But it pulled out a long gully on the ground.


    A cold hook appeared in his hand.


    This hook is no stranger to Xiao Changfeng.


    Impressively, it is the scorpion tail needle of sand scorpion.


    However, the hook in Mu Yan''s hand is a forged weapon.


    "Little white face, you are a strange face. Don''t struggle. The poison scorpion hook is very toxic. You can''t feel any pain!"


    Mu Yan sneered and opened his mouth, but the speed was very fast. In an instant, he appeared in front of Xiao Changfeng.


    "Xuanjie advanced martial arts: shadowless hook!"


    Mu Yan was full of aura and had sharp eyes.


    Although he showed an indifferent state, he did his best.


    Obviously, he knows the truth of lion fighting rabbit.


    Shua!


    The scorpion hook is faster than lightning and draws a beautiful arc in mid air.


    Straight to Xiao Changfeng''s throat.


    It seemed that he was going to break Xiao Changfeng''s throat directly.


    "You shouldn''t have come to die!"


    Xiao Changfeng spoke faintly.


    Then he clenched his right hand and blew it out.


    Boom!


    Mu Yan''s body flew upside down, cut a hundred meters and smashed into the yellow sand.


    One punch, Mu Yan died!