Chapter 119

Finally, the power of the sand storm is getting smaller and smaller. Finally, he was directly thrown into the yellow sand by the sand storm.

Sun Yi patted the sand on her body and smiled bitterly. Even with the protection of a gold mask, she also had large and small scars on her body. However, these skin injuries were only small things for Sun Yi. Fortunately, this time, it was dangerous and did not encounter a millennium level sand storm.

Putting on a clean dress, Sun Yi looked around where he was. What bothered Sun Yi was that there was yellow sand around him. He couldn't tell the direction at all. Getting lost in the desert was a terrible thing.

Suddenly, Sun Yi's eyes solidified slightly, and a virtual shadow of the city appeared in the distance. It was very vague. It looked very far away. However, with the direction, everything would be much simpler.

A figure was walking in the desolate desert. In the dangerous desert, Sun Yi did not dare to fly in the air at will, but chose to walk.

Along the direction of the virtual shadow, after several hours of walking, Sun Yi finally came to the city.

The city is huge and has the scale of a border city. The outer wall is also made of loess. It is incomparably tall. There are some people in blood clothes on the wall. The gate is huge and the people shuttling back and forth.

What made Sun Yat-sen even more stunned was the "blood martial border city" engraved on the top of the gate

It turned out that this time Sun Yi was blown to the border of Xuewu by the sand storm. He was shocked. He stood in the distance for a long time. He was a warrior of Qi, and opposite the wall was the border city of the opposite country.

At this time, all kinds of martial artists in front of the city gate shuttled in one by one, most of them were evil martial artists dressed in red and black, but Sun Yat-sen's purpose was to have some martial artists who were not practicing magic skills.

Sun Yi smiled cunningly at the corners of her mouth, revealing a sudden color, and walked to the gate of the city.

It turns out that there are no skills in the blood Wu Kingdom. There are also some martial artists who do not practice the magic skills in the blood Wu Kingdom, but they are very rare, not like in the state of Qi. As long as they practice the magic skills, they will be cut off by the magic martial artists.

Walking into the city gate, a number of martial artists dressed in blood red clothes stood on the left and right of the wide city gate.

"Boy, stop." A martial artist drank Sun Yi and said, "are you new here? Ten inferior yuan stones must be handed in to enter the city. "

"So expensive?" Sun Yat Sen whispered.

"If you don't want to hand it over, stay outside the city. We don't care if we are blown away by a sand storm at night." The warrior laughed. He saw many of these warriors who were reluctant to pay the city fee. Most of them ended up with no residue left by the sand storm.

After hearing this, Sun Yi didn't talk nonsense with him. There was no need to argue over such a small matter. At the same time, he secretly surprised the Kung Fu of Xuewu kingdom to collect money

After Yuan Shi entered the city, there was no big difference between the border city of Xuewu state and Qi State, but there was not a monotonous yellow sand color here, but more strange blood red.

After entering the city, Sun Yat Sen's purpose was to see fights everywhere. Sun Yi saw some martial artists killed alive in the city, while the martial artists around him looked like a joke. This killing scene is common, which is unimaginable in qibian city.

"Boy, you're new here."

At this time, a voice suddenly came into Sun Yi's ear. Then, subconsciously turned to find the source of the sound. At this time, only a few arrogant middle-aged men in bloody clothes came out.

At this time, some passing fighters saw that these fighters made way for them one after another, and their faces looked disgusted.

"New boy, let me tell you the rules of this border town." A warrior headed by Sun Yi came out and shouted to Sun Yi, "in this border town, every new man needs to pay me a protection fee of 100 pieces of stone."

"One hundred yuan stone? Sun Yi is a little stunned. Are there any rules?

”Boy, hand over the Yuan Stone quickly, or that man will be your end. " One of them shouted, pointing to the body of a warrior who was killed alive not far away.

Sun Yi frowned when he saw it.

"Boy, just give them the Yuan Stone honestly, or they will kill you." A passer-by kindly reminded me.

At this time, Sun Yat-sen learned from them that these martial artists were disciples of Xueyuan sect, and their strength was not strong. Except that the one who led was in the later stage of the Dharma, the others were in the middle stage of the Dharma. Relying on the reputation of Xueyuan sect, they were domineering in the border city, especially in the face of some friars who did not have high accomplishments and were not Xueyuan sect, each of them forcibly charged their so-called protection fees. If they refused, hum, Call until you hand it in.

"Boy, have you figured it out?" A bloody warrior said impatiently.

Sun Yi clenched his fist and saw a flash of cold light in his eyes, but he still suppressed his anger. After all, this is not the territory of the state of Qi. If these people in the state of Qi had been severely taught by Sun Yi, they would still bear it here.

Honestly take out a hundred pieces of Yuan Stone from the storage bag and give it to the bloody warrior. When he turns around and is about to leave.

"Boy, wait." The bloody warrior looked greedily at Sun Yi's storage ring and shouted.

Sun Yi stopped his steps and his face showed anger.

"Boy, in order to make you enjoy safer services in the city, you just give us your storage ring." The bloody warrior in the head smiled and looked at Sun Yi's storage ring for a moment of greed. Just now, Sun Yi handed over Yuan Shi with a painless face to let him know that he had slaughtered fat sheep this time.

"The boy is going to be unlucky. He is watched by these greedy wolves." The crowd sobbed.

"Really? What better service can you give me? " Sun Yi had a playful look on his face. The greed of these people made him angry.

"Yes, boy, I think you are a sensible man. In the future, report our brother's name and ensure that no one dares to make an idea of you." The first bloody warrior explained with a smile.

"OK, I'll give you the storage ring." Sun Yat Sen's cold light flashed in his eyes, his voice just fell, his steps suddenly stepped forward, and a golden light flashed across everyone's eyes.

He sighed in his heart. Indeed, people are good at being bullied and horses are good at being ridden. I don't want to get into trouble at the moment, so I'm regarded as a soft persimmon that can be kneaded at will by these martial artists. Well, let's see who pays the protection fee to whom.

A loud slap sounded, and the palm print on the face of the first martial artist was conspicuously reflected on his face.

"How dare you hit me?"

The leader of the bloody warrior was stunned for a while. Sun Yi's action was too fast. He only saw a golden light. Before he reacted, he was slapped hard. Coupled with his previous obedient attitude, he thought Sun Yi would hand over the ring obediently.