Nine Stars Killer

The sky was getting darker and madly roaring outside. Several patrolling men hid in the tent and drank a little wine. The temperature outside dropped to a few dozen degrees.

"Boom boom!"

Suddenly there was a thumping sound from the tent, like huge rocks slammed down.

"Don't panic, everyone. This is snow hail. When the snow hail passes, it should be a strong wind. You guys quickly seal the entrance of the tent to me so as not to be flooded by yellow sand!"

Elder Ding comforted everyone. It seems that he has been deserted for a long time and has a very thorough understanding of the desert climate.

Ye Feng’s divine consciousness penetrated and found that there was a strong wind outside, and fist-sized pieces of snow and hail fell in the air. If there was no tent, the snow and hail hit him, it was really enough, even if it couldn’t hurt, some Small injuries are still inevitable.

Because the temperature is too low and the air pressure changes, the raindrops that fall are solidified together and become snow hail. Ordinary people can be killed directly, even in the Heavenly Martial Realm, they must hold up their protective shields.

The snow hail lasted for a stick of incense, and the banging gradually stopped. Then there was a strong wind, and there was a sound of hula hula outside the tent. Fortunately, the pile was driven at the root of the broken wall, otherwise the tent would have been lifted off.

"Aung Aung..."

At this moment, came the roar of camel beasts from outside the tent, the sound was very harsh, and it was probably hurt by the snow and hail.

Tents are limited. Camel beasts can only live in the open air and can withstand storms. Even though the beasts are powerful and are attacked by such dense snow and hail, many camels have blood stains on their bodies.

"Old man Ding, we have a few camel beasts injured. We are going to run rampant now. Once we rush out, it will definitely destroy our cargo. Then the yellow sand will be poured in directly."

A burly man opened a corner of the tent and saw the scene outside.

"Old He, take a few people, come out with me, soothe the injured camel beast, and deal with the injury!"

The hurricane roaring outside is getting louder and louder, and the tents can only shout loudly to hear each other.

"You guys, fasten the chain and let me go out!"

The old man named Lao He was also an old man in his fifties, with a relatively rigid body. Ye Feng glanced briefly and found that he was in the middle of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Several strong men took out iron chains and tied one end to the pile in the middle of the tent, and the other tied these men around their waists to avoid being blown away by the hurricane.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Ding was the first to open the tent. A hurricane blew in from outside, and some of the bedding was lifted off directly. The strong yellow sand mixed with rain made Ye Feng unable to open his eyes.

Soon, Old Man Ding's body disappeared into the night, and after that, Lao He and the other three men left the tent and entered the dark world.

The tent was quickly closed, and the outside world could not be seen, but the screams of camels and the howling of hurricanes could be clearly heard.

Time passed in one minute and one second, and everyone was waiting anxiously. They had been out for a stick of incense, and there was still no movement. Everyone felt bad.

suddenly!

The chains tied to the piles shook violently, and someone was blown away by the hurricane.

"No, everyone, grab the chains and drag them back!"

A burly man grabbed the chain and pulled it back vigorously, but with his own strength, he couldn't pull it at all, and there was even a vague sign of pulling up the pile.

If the piles are lost, the entire tent will be lifted off, and they will be swept away by the hurricane and even torn apart.

Several more men rushed forward, grasping the chain tightly to prevent the chain from being uprooted.

However, the hurricane outside became stronger and stronger, and the rustle from the chains became stronger and stronger. The piles rose inch by inch, and the situation reached a critical moment.

All the men grabbed the chains and still couldn't stop the speed of the pile rising. Only Ye Feng stood aside, his face sinking into contemplation, and his brows frowned slightly.

His divine consciousness can't cover the outside at all, once divine consciousness penetrates deep, it will be torn apart by the hurricane, and it is impossible to find out what happened outside.

If the pile is uprooted, Ye Feng will not be able to escape the fate of being swept away by the hurricane, and may sink deep into the mud.

"I'll go out!"

Without saying anything, Ye Feng found a chain, hung it on his body, turned and left the tent. No one else had reacted yet, Ye Feng had disappeared.

The body left the tent, no fingers could be seen from all around, and the divine consciousness could not be transmitted, only to be judged by voice.

"Lao Zhang Ding, where are you!"

Ye Feng shouted loudly, all around it was pitch black, unable to tell the direction.

"We are here!"

From the front right, there was a faint voice, which was still caught by Ye Feng.

"Wait, I'll come to rescue you right away!"

Although the divine consciousness cannot be emitted, Ye Feng's sensory abilities are still very strong. Following the source of the sound, he loosened the chain a little bit and moved to the right.

Although it was only ten meters away, Ye Feng seemed to have experienced a month without his feet touching the ground, letting the hurricane blow his body, when he approached, Ye Feng saw several people terrible.

Old man Ding was better, but suffered some minor injuries, and two of them had disappeared. They were probably torn apart by the hurricane and were dead.

As for Lao He, there were also many wounds on his body. He was hit by snow and hail, and a man also suffered some minor injuries.

"Little brother, why did you come out? We are all injured now and can't leave here. You should go back and greet others. Leave us alone. It won't work. Loosen the chains. It's better than everyone dying here!"

I didn't judge who it was from the voice just now, but I didn't see it until Ye Feng approached. Old man Ding would rather sacrifice them than hurt everyone.

If the hurricane cannot be stopped, they will be torn sooner or later, and the chains are connected to the stakes. If the chains are not unlocked, the stakes will not last long.

"Don't talk, these are a few pills. Swallow them first to stop the injury!"

Ye Feng took out a few pills and threw them into the mouths of a few people. There were wounds everywhere on their bodies. If the bleeding was not stopped, they would soon lose blood to death.

Taking out the Storm Sword, Ye Feng cut off the two chains, and the bodies of the two torn men were blown away directly, so that the pressure inside the tent was much less.

Putting away the Storm Sword, Ye Feng tied the chains on his body and entangled them.

"Little brother, what are you going to do, if so, none of us will want to go back!"

Old man Ding's voice was intermittent, and was blown away by the hurricane. Although he said it next to Ye Feng, it was vague, but Ye Feng still understood the general meaning.

"Don't worry, I will take you all back!"

Ye Feng is very grateful to Old Man Ding. If it weren't for them to take in, I'm afraid it would be him, not them, who had been swept away by the hurricane now. Ye Feng understood the truth.

After tying the three people together, Ye Feng suddenly plunged his feet into the sand and walked forward step by step, using his tyrannical body to resist the wind.

Inside the tent, the ground pile has risen about halfway, and the tent is shaky, shaking violently.

"Brother, what do we do, if we don't untie the chains, all of us will die here!"

Inside the tent, someone shouted, and if the chain was not loosened, the tent was lifted off and everyone would die here.

"Wait, they will definitely come back!"

The leading man refused to give up, he hugged the chains with his hands and stuck his feet firmly under the ground.

Others are not good at talking, so they can only wait and hope they can come back safely.

Every step Ye Feng takes, he consumes 10% of his true essence, and finally experienced what the power of nature is. The power of nature is beyond everything. Even though human beings are powerful, they cannot be strong enough to destroy the power of nature.

The distance to the tent is getting closer and closer, Ye Feng's true essence is being consumed a lot, and a large amount of true essence is decomposed in the Nine Prison Demon Cauldron, which is continuously transported into Ye Feng's body.

"Big brother, no more, the pile will be uprooted soon!"

Two-thirds of the ground stakes are already exposed. They can't hold on to a cup of tea time. If they don't give up, everyone will die here.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a clattering sound came from the other end of the chain, and someone was about to go outside the tent.

"They are back, we will bring them back soon!"

Everyone sensed that someone was moving here not far from the chain.

"Fourth old man, you must control the ground stake. You must not let it rise. We will pull them in!"

The leader instructed that one person should control the pile, and he took a few people with chains on their backs and moved inch by inch in the tent.

Ten breaths passed, and Ye Feng could touch the tent. There was a feeling of collapse all over his body, but at this time, you must not give up. If you give up, you will fall short.

After a cup of tea, the tent was opened again. The first person to enter was Ye Feng, followed by Old Man Ding, He, and a burly man.

Old man Ding was slightly injured and there was no serious problem. After the burly man came in, he was almost unconscious, and Lao He was also helped in to rest. As for Ye Feng, he quickly sat down cross-legged and recovered his true essence.

Without the involvement of the hurricane, the speed of the pile's ascent stopped. He took out the giant hammer and smashed the pile into the ground. The shaking speed of the tent also stopped.

"Little brother, I haven't asked your name yet!"

Old man Ding briefly gasped, walked towards Ye Feng, and said in a respectful tone.

"Junior Ye Feng, senior, you are welcome!"

Ye Feng opened his eyes, and his true essence had recovered a bit.

"Young Master Ye, it's fortunate for you to take action today, otherwise all of us will be torn apart by the hurricane. Thank you very much. Please accept my respect!"

After speaking, Old Man Ding actually wanted to kneel down, and Ye Feng saved dozens of lives this time!

"Lao Zhang, why do you need it? If it weren't for you to help me, I would have been blown away by the hurricane. The so-called causal cycle, I guess this is causation!"

Ye Feng also sighed for a while. If Ding Laozhang hadn't let himself into the tent, he would have been swept away by the hurricane. How could Ye Feng rescue them later? This is the cycle of causality, planting good causes and getting good results!