Chapter 75: Evil Moon Prince: This Doesn't Make Sense

Roar roar roar!

Oh oh oh!

Shadows upon shadows, the sound of hoofbeats rose in waves. On the distant dunes, figures came pouring in like a tide, bristling with killing intent.

Fang Yu's gaze swept over and he saw the tide pouring in — every one of them was a sand bandit clad in scaled armor, riding camels, gripping enormous scimitars, bows and arrows on their backs, hundreds upon thousands of them, charging in from every direction.

Those camels were uniformly white-coated, running like the wind — they were unmistakably White Dragon Camels of the desert, the equal of a thousand-li steed, with explosive power and speed both extreme, especially in desert terrain, where they were even more useful than a thousand-li horse.

Riding atop them felt like drifting downstream with the current.

In the blink of an eye, the sand bandits had closed in.

"Crane, fly up."

Fang Yu, intending to temper himself this time, immediately had the immortal crane soar into the high sky.

Of course, even without Fang Yu saying so, this immortal crane had wanted to fly up — though it seemed to be hesitating over whether to take Fang Yu along.

Hearing Fang Yu's words now, it immediately took flight into the high sky, putting distance between them and the sand bandits.

"Running into sand bandits the moment we arrive — not bad luck at all."

In his hand appeared the Purple Thunder Sword that Fang Qingxue had bestowed upon him, and Fang Yu readied himself for the slaughter.