It was also the first time that the three hundred law enforcers faced the entire sect, and they all became cautious.

Cangchangchang!

The enforcers show their blades, and the war is about to break out!

"Stop, who dares to bully my Sword Sect!" a loud shout came from the entrance of the Secret Oasis.

A group of disciples of the Brotherhood Alliance, numbering about thirteen or four hundred, rushed over from the entrance of the Secret Oasis.

Seeing these people rushing over, tens of thousands of people consciously got out of the way, and their eyes showed admiration.

These people are Sima Changkong and others who have fought bloodily and escaped death.

Although he was saved by the people of the Bloody Demon Gate, on the way back, Feng Mad got confidential news that the person related to the destruction of the Blood Demon Gate appeared, so Feng Mad led the people to leave Sima Changkong.

Without the entourage of the Blood Demon Gate, Sima Changkong's team was greatly reduced, and he encountered several sand thieves, and he tried his best to escape.

These more than 1,000 people are the elite of the elite, not only superb in cultivation, but also experienced. Even so, they were still ragged, scarred, and embarrassed.

Although the image is a little miserable, the murderous aura is overwhelming, and a thick bloody aura emanates from these people, which makes people frightened.

The disciples of the Sword Sect originally wore moon-white samurai uniforms, but now they have all changed to dark red beggar uniforms.

How many sand thieves you have to kill!

Sima Changkong strode to the front of the high platform, and more than a thousand brothers behind him followed closely behind, surrounding the enforcers.

Several old men led by the law enforcers saw this group of warriors who looked like beggars but were murderous, sighed lightly, waved their hands, and the law enforcers put their weapons back into their sheaths and stood quietly.

Needless to say, the law enforcers also know that these people in front of them are heroes! It was they who attacked day and night, desperately attacking the sand pirates, and effectively dealt a blow to the arrogance of the sand pirates. Secured the oasis of the secret realm.

Therefore, these are the loveliest people!

Sima Changkong clasped his hands into fists, "Sima Changkong, a disciple of the Sword Sect, led the men and horses of the headquarters to attack the sand thieves, exterminated more than 8,000 sand thieves, and broke through three sand thieves' lairs. There are only more than 1,000 people left in the headquarters, and the rest are all ...... Killed!"

"Today's victorious return, I have come to repay my life to the alliance leader!"

Sima Changkong's voice was loud, and he deliberately used his skills to spread the voice far away, so that the tens of thousands of people present could hear it clearly and clearly.

Dao Zhentian couldn't help it at this time, and he couldn't continue to embarrass the Sword Sect, so he sent this Sima Changkong away first.

"Welcome to the triumph of the sky, the road is far away, you are all tired, go down and have a good rest, and tomorrow the leader of this alliance will celebrate you again. ”

"There is something unclear under the subordinates, please teach the alliance leader!" Sima Changkong asked with his hands clenched into fists.

Just now, when he had just returned to the oasis, a disciple of the Brotherhood League secretly told Sima Changkong in detail about what had happened in the past few days, which made Sima Changkong indignant and almost blew up his lungs.

Without waiting for Dao Zhentian to speak, Sima Changkong spoke, "My subordinates have encountered a large number of sand thieves in the Doomsday Desert, and there are even a large number of prefecture-level masters in it. Among them, there was a leader of the sand thieves who was even a master of the eight grades of the prefecture level! The subordinates and others could not resist it. Sent five of his men to fight their way out of the siege and come back for help!"

"But after so many days, no reinforcements arrived, and the subordinates and others were able to break through under the obstruction of the three hundred prefecture-level masters of my Sword Sect who blew themselves up and died together with the enemy. But three thousand of the elite of my 4,000 Brotherhood League are buried in the desert. My subordinates thought that the five masters I sent back for help had been killed. However, I found out that they were actually tied up in the guillotine, and I would like to ask the alliance leader, what is the reason for this! Please give us these warriors who fought with the enemy and the dead heroic spirits an explanation!"

Sima Changkong not only told the merits of everyone in the Doomsday Desert like tens of thousands of Brotherhood Alliance soldiers. He also explained the huge price paid for this, and then told me about sending people to ask for help, so that the four bound Sword Sect prefecture-level masters were not only cleared of their charges, but also considered heroes by the people.

As soon as Sima Changkong's words fell, more than 1,000 masters who had fled back raised their swords and shouted: "Please explain to the alliance leader!

"Why don't you send reinforcements? Let's die in vain! Whose conspiracy is this!"

Among the survivors, the heads and elders of those small sects were the happiest, because the masters of their sects were buried in the Doomsday Desert, and the sect had fallen to the bottom of the rivers and lakes.

There are also sect heads or elders who unfortunately fall, causing the sect to immediately disappear and break the inheritance.

When I came back, I found that the master who sent back to ask for help was actually tied up, and it seemed that he was beheaded, what kind of brotherhood is this, not only did not send people to rescue, but also killed the people who asked for help.

How could the heads of these small sects swallow this breath, and began to think that the people who asked for help failed to rush out, and the losses they suffered were just that. But things are obviously not like that, the master of the Sword Sect successfully broke out and returned to the station safely to ask for help, but the Brotherhood Alliance did not send reinforcements, so it can be seen that they didn't want to rescue them at all.

These people don't care about the future of the Eastern Continent, they just want to give Ma Qingfeng a good impression and get in touch with Ma Qingfeng, and the development of the sect in the future will also be helped by the Sword Sect.

So, they, angry!

"Please give us an explanation from the Lord of the Sword Alliance, why don't you send reinforcements and let our countless elites die tragically at the hands of the sand thieves! Could it be that you are a spy of the sand thieves, or surrender to the sand thieves?"

People say everything, and the spearhead is pointed at the sword!

Dao Zhentian's face on the stage turned red, his body trembled, his lips trembled, and his eyes kept looking for Nan Batian in the crowd.

Nan Batian was not a fool, when he found out that Sima Changkong had brought people back, he knew that the matter had been revealed. So he secretly left the crowd and came to a tall circular building built against the mountain.

This circular hall is solemn, and there is a huge pressure faintly, which shows that this is not an ordinary place.

And only this hall is unguarded, and all other buildings have disciples of the Brotherhood League standing guard.

His knees weakened, and he fell to the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and his forehead was bleeding.

"Old Ancestor, my disciple of the Crazy Sword Sect is being bullied by the Sword Sect. Even the alliance leader can't be suppressed, and the Sword Sect is about to rebel! You can save our Crazy Sword Sect, this is also to save the Brotherhood Alliance!"

The voice was miserable, and tears flowed down the river.

It's as if his ancestral grave has been dug up.

"Alas!"

A long sigh came from the depths of the hall, the voice was full of vicissitudes, and after the wind and rain, people's souls were trembling.

"Go back!

A violent wind struck the ground, blowing Nantian Ba off the ground and falling to the residence of the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect.

Gently wiping the blood from his forehead, a sneer appeared at the corner of Nan Tianba's mouth, and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Dao Zhentian scanned the crowd a few times, but didn't find Nan Tianba. I instantly understood in my heart that this kid was a thief and ran away!

I'm so angry in my heart!

"Everyone, be quiet!" Dao Zhen Tianyun Gong shouted, "Things are indeed unexpected, some people say that the person who came back to report the news abandoned his brother and fled back, so this seat held a meeting here to investigate clearly." ”

"Now that the water has come out, come on! Quickly untie the four heroes, send them to the pharmacy to heal, use the best healing medicine, and not let our heroes be wronged. ”

Dao Zhentian was forced to be helpless, and began to comfort these soldiers who had returned from the front line, otherwise, the unity in the Brotherhood League would undergo a severe test, and there would even be a danger of falling apart.