The wind is howling, and the yellow sand is flying all over the sky. The wind and sand could not blow into the huge cowhide tent, and Iron Wing was sitting under a dim horn lamp, polishing his iron gun. This terrible storm has lasted for eight days, and their camel caravan has been trapped here for eight days. Even the most stubborn camels have begun to wilt, but Iron Wing still looks like his gun, ruthless , sharp, straight, clean and shiny. He hopes that the "Thirty-six Iron-Blooded Riders" will be like him, never be affected by anything, never give in to any kind of harsh environment, absolutely strictly observe discipline, and keep vigilant at all times. They have been trained by him very much. After three years of rigorous training, Fantie has been refined into fine steel.

Now he was going to go to his daily routine inspection that he had never stopped for thirteen years. Although the storm was so big, he still refused to relax a bit with them. This time his requirements are even stricter than usual, because the cargo he escorted this time is one of the greatest temptations to human beings since ancient times-gold. Three hundred thousand taels of pure gold without impurities is enough to lure all the thieves and bandits in the rivers and lakes to this ruthless desert. He couldn't help being extra careful. The wind howled outside the tent, and the flying sand rolled, and the gravel hit the tent like hailstones cast by the wrath of the sky.

Tie Yi stood up, his thin body still as straight as a gun barrel. Twenty years ago, he swept the thirty-two heroes in Bada Village of Green Forest with this seven-foot-long black iron gun in his palm.In the battle by the Yongding River, the tiger Tan Xuan was provoked with a gun. His energy and martial arts have not diminished in the slightest. He was equally confident in himself and his thirty-six cavalry soldiers. At this moment, there was a shrill cry in the strong wind, it was from Malu, a Tibetan who guarded the camels for them. "Shimi, Koracolo." Although Iron Wing couldn't understand what he was shouting, he could hear a kind of deep-rooted fear in his voice.

Almost at the same instant, the solid cowhide tent miraculously shattered into pieces, and was swept into the sky by the strong wind in the blink of an eye. The gravel hit Tie Yi's face like an arrowhead, his expression didn't change at all, he was still standing there like a gun barrel. The swirling wind sand in front of his eyes was like a high wall hanging from the sky, making ordinary people unable to see even the tent ten feet away. He is not ordinary. With his well-trained eyes, he has seen his thirty-six disciples standing opposite him like three rows of javelins. No matter how big the wind and sand are, no matter how shocking the changes are, they can keep calm.

When disaster strikes, in the decisive battle of life and death, "calmness" is always the most effective weapon. What's more, each of them can definitely be regarded as a first-class master in the Jianghu. They have worked far harder than others in light skills, hidden weapons, and weapons. He is sure that no matter how terrifying the opponents coming this time, they are absolutely capable of dealing with them. He himself has experienced hundreds of battles, and he has never flinched once, let alone being afraid of anyone. But for some reason, at this moment, he suddenly had an indescribable fear in his heart.

A deep-seated fear. The shrill cry was swallowed by the strong wind, and a person suddenly appeared in the flying sand. In fact, what Iron Wing saw was not a person, but a dark gray, ghostly shadow. On the head of this shadow, there seemed to be two horns, the horns like a cat's ears, and the horns like a demon god. Tie Yi's throat seemed to be suddenly stuffed with bloody ice and snow. "Who are you?" he asked sharply. The figure suddenly let out a strange and sharp laugh like a cat, and said six words: "Shi Mi, Ke La Ke Luo." These are exactly the six words that Maru shouted just now. What terrible meaning does these six words contain?Sounds like a daunting spell.

Iron Wing commanded, commanded his children— "Take it down!" His orders have always been absolutely effective, and his children have always been absolutely obedient, but this time they didn't move, not even a single person. The figure with horns on its head let out a cat-like laugh, waving its hands non-stop. The thirty-six people standing there like javelins suddenly fell one by one, like a string of puppets being pulled down by a rope. Iron Wing rushed over, only to find that his Iron Blood Thirty-Six Knights had already stopped breathing, and even his body was frozen and stiff.

They didn't fall just now, just because each of them had a gun behind them, and under each gun, there was a person hiding, and each of them had horns like cat ears on their heads. Iron Wing stopped breathing, suddenly jumped up into the air, and the seven-foot-long iron spear pierced out like a poisonous snake. This shot is more poisonous than a poisonous snake.Faster than lightning. This gun is already the essence of all the power of the "Iron Brave Gun". But when the spear was fired, the figure on the opposite side of him had already leaped up, whirling in the air with gusts of swirling wind.

He himself seemed to have turned into a swirling gust of wind. The wind cannot kill or stab. Tie Yi suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face, and thousands of needle-like fine sand suddenly blew into his eyes. Then he felt nothing at all. This day is September thirteenth. September fifteenth.The storm has stopped. The storm in the desert is like a good arrow and a murderer's knife. It comes suddenly and goes away suddenly. Wei Tianpeng beat his horse and galloped. He had a pot of arrows by his saddle, and a knife at his side. His sword and arrow are as terrible as the storm on the desert...

He came to meet Iron Wing. Three hundred thousand taels of gold is an irresistible temptation for anyone. Friends in the underworld are people who can't resist temptation. Both he and Iron Wing belonged to the same organization, and they must not let this batch of gold fall into the hands of others. Accompanying him are his subordinates "Thirty-Six Whirlwind Knives" and a guide named "Suma". If he hadn't been delayed by this storm, he would have already reached Iron Wing by now. Suma is Maru's elder brother, and she is more familiar with this desert than a woman is with her own pants.

He also knew which way Maru was going. Of course he could find the camel caravan led by Maru. But when he found Maru, Maru's body had become like a dried black date. He also found Iron Wing and Iron Blood Thirty-Six Riders. Their corpses are not far from Maru's. Most of their corpses have been pecked by vultures and received "sky burials" like the most honored lamas. Fortunately, the bodies of some people have been buried in yellow sand, a layer of yellow sand that even the sharp beaks of vultures can't pierce through. Wei Tianpeng found Tie Yi's body and the reason for his tragic death. He was also the same as the other thirteen corpses dug out from under the yellow sand. There were no obvious wounds on their bodies, but each had three bloodstains on their faces.It's like being scratched by a cat's claws. There was an expression of extreme fear on their faces, a fear more terrifying than "death". Seeing these three bloodstains, Suma suddenly showed an expression of extreme fear, and suddenly knelt down, worshiped the sky, and hissed wildly. Although Wei Tianpeng couldn't understand what he said, he could hear the same six words in every call: "Shi Mi, Ke La Ke Luo." At this time, another group of eagles flew in the blue sky above their heads. Corpse-eating vultures.