"Little thief, you have some ability. To be able to do this much under my nose, you are definitely not simple. Hand the item over. Perhaps, I will consider leaving you with an intact corpse."

Ling Feng's whole body was covered in cold sweat, he could feel his opponent's aura and felt his legs go weak, "Senior, I really have my own difficulties, I just need to borrow it, I will return it in five days, is that okay?"

Ling Feng thought to himself: "Being able to hold out for a moment is a moment, to be able to lie for a while is just a moment." "Ai, why do I have to suffer so much for encountering such a monster?"

"Am I that easy to talk to? I'll give you one last chance. Hand the item over to me right away and then end it yourself. You're still not worthy for me to take action. "

Ling Feng's mind was already in a mess, "If he's going to die, why not use the Soul Chasing Knife to beat him? It might be effective."

All of a sudden, another voice rang out from the distance, "Pan Di, do you think I'm worthy enough for you to help me?"

A black falcon with wingspan of a few hundred meters flew over and landed in front of Pandel. At the same time, it took human form. It was a tanned, muscular man.

Pandel said coldly: "Falcon King Sihan? It seems that you, the Black Falcon tribe, have really put in a lot of effort. "

SiHan was just about to reply to Pandel, when his aura suddenly changed. He looked at Ling Feng and said, "That's right, I sensed the auras of Ice Lotus and Ice Spring from you. Why would they be on you?"

Pander shouted, "It's all your fault, the Black Falcon clan. Otherwise, how could our White Tiger clan's most precious treasure be stolen so easily? Sihan, hand over your life. "

After saying that, a two kilometer long wave of sand surged towards Si Han.

Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat, "There's a way, if we don't run now, then when will we?"

He spread his wings and instantly soared into the sky, flying into the distance.

At the same time, waves of violent gales appeared in Si Han's hands, making the sand unable to get any closer.

Ling Feng thought to himself, "This level of magic has probably already reached the super level."

Si Han yelled, "Don't you think we should retrieve the ice lotus and the spring water first? What's the point of this meaningless struggle now? "

"I don't care. In short, your Black Falcon tribe is now the sworn enemy of our White Tiger tribe. If you don't give up, you can return my treasure." How could Pandel not be angry?

The distant battles began to draw closer to this place as well.

At this moment, Pandel and Si Han became the center of the battle, with large and small groups everywhere.

Ling Feng quickly flew for a few dozen kilometers, almost draining all the genetic energy in his body.

Looking back, he saw that all the experts had long since disappeared. Feeling reassured, he landed on a sand dune, slowing his breathing and recovering his strength.

Ling'er's voice was heard. "Hahaha, how wonderful."

Ling Feng was also excited. "Indeed, this is wonderful."

Ling'er said: "The Tiger Emperor is indeed worthy of being called the Tiger Emperor. Everything is within his calculations, we have been schemed against by him. "

Ling Feng was shocked, "What do you mean by that?"

Ling'er said, "Indeed, it is wonderful. I suddenly thought that when the Ice Spring water loses the nourishment of the ice lotus, it will immediately wither. At that time when we took out the ice lotus, the undercurrents underground would still surge, which means that it is not the real ice lotus, but an illusion created by Pandel.

Furthermore, he had long since predicted the arrival of the Falcon King, so in front of Si Han, he let him know that the treasure had already been obtained by you.

Then, from today onwards, the Black Falcons only know that the Ice Spring and the Ice Lotus are in your hands.

In the future, the Black Falcon tribe will only hunt down a young boy like you. They will think of all kinds of ways to find your tracks, but the real Ice Spring and Ice Lotus will still be in Pandel's hands.

"Wonderful, wonderful! My Ling'er has always been unwilling to submit to others, but now I am convinced that the tiger emperor is stronger and more scheming. He is truly the most outstanding figure amongst the beastmen."

Ling Feng took out the ice lotus from his storage ring and looked at it. Immediately, he discovered that the ice lotus had already been destroyed, and the ice spring in the pot no longer had any trace of spirit energy. He couldn't help but have a bitter face.

Ling Feng slumped down on the sand, feeling mixed emotions in his heart, "What should I do? "I didn't get the upper hand and have even gotten myself into big trouble for no reason. I haven't even avenged the Snow Mountain Sect and they are targeting me with something even more powerful than the Snow Mountain Sect. It really is hard on me."

Ling Feng took out a piece of Demon Deer Meat and chewed it. It was only a mechanical bite, and there was no taste at all.

Suddenly, a strong gale began to blow in the distance. Ling Feng looked over and saw Pandora and Sha Xiaoji fighting in the air.

In midair, the two people with wings suddenly moved back and forth. They quickly flew at each other, and the two sides constantly changed positions, dodging their respective attacks.

A powerful vortex formed by the two of them swept up the countless sand and rocks on the ground, dispersing them into the air.

The two of them came closer and closer. In just a moment, they had fought to the point not far from Ling Yuan. Pandora looked nervous; the corner of her mouth was full of blood, and her face was pale. She was obviously exhausted.

However, Sha Xiaoji did not manage to gain any benefits. There was a small wound on his chest. It was clearly a blow from a windgun.

Pandora formed a huge white ring covering Sha Xiaoji. It was the White Tiger's secret skill, the White Tiger's shield.

Under the flap of Sha Xiaoji's wings, the sand on the ground surged towards the White Tiger Barrier in an attempt to break Pandora's attack.

With a "pa" sound, the sand waves collided against the White Tiger's shield and no one was able to gain an advantage.

At that time, both of them landed on the ground, neither of them had the power to fly again.

On the other side, Sha Xiaoji, who was lying on the ground, revealed a sinister smile, "Keke, you can't die in the same bed. I, Sha Xiaoji, will die in the same place with you in this desert."

Pandora wanted to retort, but the pain made her body twist, making it hard for her to open her mouth.

At this moment, a large blunt and blunt saber flew over from the sky and stabbed into Sha Xiaoji's body, pinning him to the sand alive.

Sha Xiaoji would never even dream of such an unexpected existence. He stared at Ling Feng who was walking towards him. He didn't even have the chance to speak before dying under the Soul Chasing Blade.

Pandora looked at Sha Xiaoji who was crucified to death, and then watched as Ling Feng drew his sabre and walked towards her.

Pandora seemed to realize something, "Please, please, don't, don't kill me, save me, okay?" As he spoke, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Pandora had always been the pride of White Tiger City. In the eyes of the White Tiger clansmen, she was even more precious than Ice Spring. She was the most precious treasure in the desert.

Normally, the noble Pandora enjoyed the treatment of a princess, and no one could defy her wishes.

But it was because of this that her thoughts were so simple. She was even cuter than the simplest and most innocent girl in the human world.

However, facing the impending death, she still exploded with her most primitive desire to survive. No one was not afraid of death, even a demigod was no exception.

On the contrary, the experts who were used to living in a noble house were much more afraid of death than the thugs who fought on the streets. The thugs only needed to earn a living with their lives, and they only needed to be respected.