Looking at the leisurely appearance of the desert, everyone looks at me and I look at you, and they all subconsciously distance themselves from each other, and their internal strength is running one after another, each vigilant and guarded.

Desert smiled and nodded, "Let's play a game." ”

Everyone: "???"

Is the topic turning too fast?

Didn't you just say that you were catching a traitor? Now you have to play a game again? Which one is singing?

"It's a game of catching a traitor, you stand in a circle, I stand in the middle with my eyes closed and turn in a circle, I stop when I count to ten, and whoever I point to is a traitor. Desert grinned.

Everyone: "......"

Each of them had black threads on their foreheads, and there seemed to be crows rattling overhead, leaving a row of small black dots.

This is a very serious matter, and it is related to the ultimate success or failure of the ancient martial arts world! Do you want to be so casual?

"Desert friend, if you are here to entertain us, the old man has no time to accompany us!" The old man with a look of anger on his face, raised his legs and was about to leave.

"Haha, you're a traitor!" laughed Desert.

Immediately, the remaining nineteen half-step Dao powerhouses locked it one after another, ready to attack at any time.

This fairy-like old man felt as if he was being targeted by a terrifying poisonous snake, his face turned black into the bottom of a pot, he blew his beard and glared at him angrily, turned his head and said angrily: "Desert friend, do you have real evidence? slander the old man indiscriminately, is it really easy to bully the old man?"

"I said to play games, and if you don't want to play, it must be you. "The desert is a matter of course.

Everyone: "......"

What should I say?

"That...... Desert friend, this is too child's play, isn't it? Just because the old man refuses to play games, he is a mole?" someone asked embarrassedly, wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"Yes, you have to play with me, otherwise, you will all be suspicious! Believe it or not, you won't be able to get out of this martial arts city anyway. "The desert is still a hippie smile, which makes everyone crazy.

In desperation, everyone compromised and stood in a big circle, about three meters apart from each other, so that the desert stood in the middle of the circle.

"Okay, then I'll get started!"

Desert smiled contentedly, then closed his eyes, bent down, stretched out an index finger horizontally with his right hand, and pinched his nose with his left hand, and slowly turned around three times.

"I'm starting to count! one, two, three......"

Twenty and a half step Dao powerhouses watched the desert turn around with embarrassment.

In the City Lord's Mansion, through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, Ye Xiao looked at everything that happened in the open space in front of him, and his face was expressionless: "If you can find out the traitor in this way, I will eat Xiang!"

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The western Tibetan Plateau has a complex natural environment and diverse topography, which can be basically divided into six types: extremely high mountains, high mountains, middle mountains, low mountains, hills and plains.

In addition, there are ice edge landforms, karst landforms, aeolian sand landforms, volcanic landforms, etc., which are peculiar and diverse.

The western Tibetan Plateau, where there are not many people on weekdays, is even more deserted because of the war between the East and the West, almost all ordinary people have been evacuated.

But it is undeniable that the scenery is really beautiful, and the place that is rumored to be closest to the sky is as beautiful as a fairyland.

The night is dark and the moonlight is shining.

Xiao Fan was alone, galloping in the void.

In the distance, he could already hear the fighting brought by the wind.

Bang!

The earth-shattering sound as if the island of Massett had become Massett Bay echoed in Xiao Fan's ears.

Looking up, there was a bloody light in the distance, and a huge formation rumbled down, filling the sky with smoke and dust.

Xiao Fan's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and his speed skyrocketed.

On the western Tibetan plateau, something really happened.

The terrain of the Mobei battlefield has no advantages, but Xiao Fan has never been worried, because the desert has already made excellent arrangements for the Mobei battlefield.

It's really not good, even if all the warriors on the Mobei battlefield die, they can still pull the enemy to bury together.

The same is true over there in the southern seas.

Only the western Tibetan plateau seems to be heavy and mountainous, but there are very few that can really be used.

A natural moat, although it is called a moat, but the desert frankly admits that anything can happen, and the western Tibetan plateau has always been a weak breakthrough in defense.

Nowadays, it is a prophecy.

20,000 warriors, how to live and die, Xiao Fan actually can't control too much.

He came so anxiously for only four people.

Monk ghost disciple, Su Zixuan Luo Liuli, two brothers in life and death, two confidantes, especially Su Zixuan and Luo Liuli have already conceived Xiao Fan's children, which makes Xiao Fan have to be cautious and cautious, careful and careful.

When he heard that on this side of the Western Tibetan Plateau, 200,000 cultivators and launched an attack, Xiao Fan had already quietly arrived.

If you take a fighter plane or something, the speed is faster, but it is extremely easy to be targeted.

What Xiao Fan needs now is to hide his whereabouts, after all, the whole world still thinks that he is still in the territory of the Wa Kingdom.

As long as Xiao Fan doesn't show up, he can unexpectedly appear anywhere at a critical moment, causing the greatest interference and pressure to the enemy.

Closer, closer.

Xiao Fan was high in the air, and he clearly saw that the ghost disciple was alone, besieged by six or seven half-step Dao-level powerhouses, although the ghost disciple still did not fall behind, he couldn't take care of anything else.

Su Zixuan and Luo Liuli are together, they consumed a lot of internal energy before, and now they are in the recovery period, Princess Diao led a group of people to protect the two daughters and fight hard.

Urn array, as well as existence.

In the earth-shattering battle, corpses and blood became the eternal theme.

Everyone was red-eyed and frantically fighting.

The number of warriors is too disadvantaged, and even if they rely on the formation, there are now less than 10,000 people left.

On the cultivator's side, they have paid several times the loss, and the corpses are all over the field.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fan did not show his figure.

In the next second, Xiao Fan disappeared.

"Kill him!hahaha!"

Of the six half-step Dao powerhouses besieging the ghost disciples, only two of them were able to use the domain, and the remaining four were one level inferior in strength.

However, the strength of these two cultivators in the Realm of Mobilization was extremely strong, not because of their strong attack power, but because of their extraordinary control.

The ghost disciples have strong strength, but they are disturbed by the realm of these two people, and they are unable to exert their true strength, even if the power of the Er bloodline is fully opened, they are still unable to break free.

That is, the ghost disciples, if they were Su Zixuan or Luo Liuli, I am afraid that they would have fallen a long time ago.

Just as the ghost disciples were about to fight desperately, they were stunned to find that the void suddenly twisted, and a pitch-black dagger appeared from the void and disappeared quickly.

"Uhh

The two strong men who controlled the ghost disciples in the field and were laughing fiercely screamed and suddenly lost their lives.

"What?" the other four powerhouses were shocked.

The ghost disciples didn't wait for them to continue to be surprised, without the interference of those two realms, the strength of the ghost disciples was fully exerted, and with a touch of the golden long sword, the four of them were all broken.

"Oh my God!" someone below saw this scene, shocked and trembled.

"A bunch of weak chickens!

The ghost who freed his hands was murderous!()

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