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Chapter 727

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"Young man, are you really not coming? We're leaving."

The honest-looking man was anxious. Although he had been rejected by Du Feng before, he still sincerely invited him to join the team. After all, in the desert, one could encounter danger at any time. Especially some monsters that liked to move in groups, it was very dangerous.

"Uncle, don't care about him. This kind of person is not worthy of sympathy."

Because of the honest-looking man's good performance just now, a young female martial artist had also joined his team. At this moment, seeing that Du Feng was still a thousand miles away, she was very unhappy. What's the big deal? Isn't he just a little more handsome? In the forbidden area of the extreme south, the sky was filled with red sand. It was a desert environment. If one wanted to survive, they had to rely on strength, not face.

Just now, when Du Feng rejected the young woman's invitation, the young female martial artist felt that he was quite ambitious. But now, even the kind-hearted uncle rejected her. It was not ambition, but childish, childish to the extreme.

"Sigh, why are the young people so stubborn nowadays."

The honest-looking man sighed and had to give up on inviting Du Feng. His eyes were filled with infinite regret. It was as if without his leadership, others could not survive in the desert.

"Uncle, don't randomly accuse us. We are also young people."

"That's right, that's right. We can be stubborn. Don't bother about him. He is just seeking death."

Under the leadership of the honest-looking man, the young people crossed the border and entered the red desert of the extreme south. Du Feng looked at their backs with a look of concern for fools. He did not say anything and just smiled slightly. A group of people who did not even know the way, and they still hoped that others would lead them to make a fortune in the desert. They were really daydreaming.

"Let's go, we are also going in."

The two teams in front had already entered the red desert. Other martial artists also formed teams and entered one after another. After all the teams had entered, there were only a few people left waiting outside. They were all cultivators like Du Feng, who were traveling alone. Without exception, these people were meticulous people, and they were more confident in their own strength.

"This old man will go ahead first."

Everyone looked at each other, as if no one was willing to go in first, as if they would be caught by others if they went in first. The last old man could not hold it in any longer, so he crossed the border and entered the Red Desert first. It wasn't a good idea to keep wasting time like this. The night wasn't long anyway.

"I'm leaving too. I can't outlast you."

Then, a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat and a treasured saber on his waist entered the red desert, looking travel-worn. After he entered, the rest of the lone warriors also crossed the line and walked in. Only Du Feng and another young man were left outside.

This person wore a light blue robe, and the weapon in his hand was very strange. It was a wheel with five blades. The wheel was an unorthodox weapon that was difficult to control. Unless it was thrown, it wouldn't have as much of a killing range as a saber or a sword. The five curved blades were arranged in a circle, forming the shape of a wheel. Each blade was carved with a small dragon. Yellow, green, blue, red, and brown little dragons represented the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. He used his hand to hold the hole in the middle to ensure that he wouldn't cut himself. This was the legendary Five Dragon Wheel.

He was tall and thin, and his hair was neatly combed. He had a scholarly air about him, and when combined with the Five Dragon Wheel, it gave off a very special feeling.

"I'm Long Yichen. May I know your name?"

Long Yichen tidied up his clothes and took the initiative to greet Du Feng.

"I'm Du Feng. Friend, do you want to be the last to enter?"

Du Feng replied politely, and asked if he wanted to be the last to enter the Red Desert.

"I have the same intention. If you are willing to let me go, that would be great."

Long Yichen was quite polite. Looking at his clothes, he should be the son of a rich family. Unexpectedly, his attitude was quite good, and he wasn't arrogant or rash.

"In that case, I shall accept your invitation."

After saying that, Du Feng really stepped into the Red Desert. He used his movement technique and quickly disappeared. Looking at Du Feng's rapidly disappearing figure, Long Yichen was still a little confused. What was going on? Why did Brother Du suddenly become so easy to talk to?

The area within the border was collectively known as the Extreme South. Entering the Extreme South, one had to first face the Red Desert. The red sand was especially easy to absorb heat, and it would be scalding hot during the day. Moreover, it was especially dry and had a strong ability to absorb water. If a person walked on it, even if they didn't die from the heat, they would die from thirst. Therefore, martial artists chose to enter after the sun had set. Even so, it was not a good feeling.

The temperature was high enough. Du Feng didn't put up a True Essence barrier. He deliberately used his body to feel the environment of the Red Desert. He had absorbed the ability of the Hell Red Dragon, so his resistance to fire was relatively strong. The current temperature would not have any adverse effects on his body. Therefore, it was necessary to put up a True Essence barrier every time. That would consume True Essence for no reason.

Du Feng raised his head and looked at the sky. Under the cover of the sand and dust, he could only vaguely see a bit of moonlight. He looked at his hand again, lowered his head, and after confirming the direction, he began to move forward. He hadn't gone far when a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him and attacked the back of his head.

The other party was fast, but Du Feng was faster. With a slight movement, his body had already turned around. After avoiding the other party's attack, he came face to face with the sneak attacker. He could see clearly now. The person who launched the sneak attack was actually the old man who had entered before. He was also the first person to act alone. He had been in the Red Desert for a while.

"You …"

The old man wanted to say something, but he suddenly felt a hot and cold sensation on his neck. Then, he saw that the ground was getting shorter and shorter. Du Feng was also getting shorter and shorter. It was really strange. Why did he grow taller for no reason? Although martial artists lived a long life, they wouldn't grow taller after reaching adulthood. Unless they practiced some kind of combat technique to enlarge their body size. But that was only a temporary situation.

When he saw the headless corpse standing on the ground, he finally understood. It turned out that his head had been chopped off. Now, his head was flying very high, so he felt that everyone else had become shorter. The solitary old man had been lying in ambush in the sand for a while before choosing to attack Du Feng. Because the people in front of him were all running quickly. Their movements were sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right. It was obvious that they were afraid of being ambushed. Only Du Feng stood there, looking at the moon for a while, then at the map for a while, like a silly newbie.

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