As soon as he saw the sand thieves fleeing in the wilderness, and fled without a trace in the blink of an eye, Ma Qingfeng spit out a mouthful of blood, and the golden palm in the sky shook and slowly dissipated.

Immediately, a few disciples of the Sword Sect came over and held Ma Qingfeng up, "Pavilion Master, are you injured?"

Ma Qingfeng's injuries were more serious than he imagined, and every time he fought with the Nine Ghost Bone Generals, a trace of dark energy penetrated into his body, destroying the tissues of his body.

This dark energy was very cold, if it weren't for Ma Qingfeng's constant use of the Chaos Divine Skill to expel and block, he would have been frozen into ice cubes long ago.

This is also the reason why Ma Qingfeng couldn't exert his full strength in the battle, when he used his heaven-level martial arts, he neglected to guard against the dark energy, and finally was injured to the internal organs, which caused him to vomit blood.

"I'm fine, I'll pull it out immediately, and rush to the secret oasis as soon as possible, I'm afraid something will happen there!"

This attack, Ma Qingfeng had a premonition that it was very unusual.

First of all, the routes of travel for myself and others are all predetermined, and the disciples who have guides lead the way according to the predetermined routes, which are relatively safe routes that have been opened up over the years. Where did the sand pirates know about this route?

Secondly, the sand thieves actually ambushed on this route early, wanting to give themselves and others a surprise attack. This fully shows that the sand thieves have known about their arrival for a long time, and they even know the route very well.

If you want to say that there are no spies in the brotherhood, the ghosts don't believe it. From this, it is concluded that something big may be happening in the secret oasis.

The yellow sand is ten thousand acres, and the sand waves are monstrous.

However, there is a touch of turquoise in the heart of the apocalyptic desert, which embellishes the yellow sand of the sky with the color of life, and adds a thriving scene to the forbidden area of life.

Nan Tianba was in high spirits, sitting in an independent hall, holding fragrant tea in his hand, and tasting it carefully.

This time, he actually survived in a desperate situation, and with the help of his ancestors, not only was he not punished, but he was also promoted to the chief manager, which is really a great joy in life.

A disciple of the Brotherhood Alliance walked in from outside the hall, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed down, "Chief Administrator, the food for the Sword Sect residence has been delivered, according to the instructions of the Chief Administrator, only two thousand portions of food have been given to them, but there are four thousand of them, I think they are going to starve!"

"Starting tomorrow, I will only give them 1,000 portions of food, and I will do nothing, and I still want to be full. Nan Tianba sat firmly on the Taishi chair, and his eyes didn't even straighten.

The disciples of the Sword Sect were placed under house arrest, and they were not assigned tasks at all, and they blamed the family for not doing anything. Isn't it all caused by you! Doing nothing all day long, relying on the old ancestor of the Crazy Sword Sect is one of the few masters who were not born, something! This disciple of the Brotherhood Alliance was very unhappy in his heart, but there was no way.

Turning around and just about to go out, Nan Tianba stopped him, "You go outside, call all the brothers who are patrolling outside, and this manager wants to treat them well!"

"Commander, those are the last line of defense to protect the safety of the Oasis of the Secret Realm. If we let them come back, we won't know in time if the sand thieves are coming. The disciple said.

Nan Tianba opened his eyes slightly, and his essence flashed, as if he was angry. "Do you still need you to teach me? I have already arranged, you just have to do things, less nonsense!"

Seeing that Nan Tianba was a little angry, this disciple didn't say much, hugged his fist, and turned around to give orders!

It didn't take long for the Brotherhood League to defend this section, and all the Brotherhood League disciples who were patrolling nearby were called back by Nan Tianba and participated in a large banquet held by Nan Tianba.

Nan Tianba really put his mind into it, and prepared dozens of dishes, and the wine was brought up in barrels, exuding a pure fragrance.

The patrol team that accompanied the 2,000 people pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and the light was staggered, and they drank bitterly.

The food, vegetables, and wine eaten in this secret oasis, as well as some daily applications, were basically purchased from the vicinity of Blue Wolf City, and then transported in by special personnel.

Therefore, it is basically impossible to indulge in a feast.

These warriors who are about to fade out of their mouths still take care of patrols, anyway, the chief manager treats guests, everything is arranged by the general manager, and they just eat and drink to their heart's content.

All of a sudden, the banquet was lively, talking, you came and went, and the wine order was carried out, just like in a comfortable capital.

Sword Sect Station.

"Damn, this Nan Tianba is too much of a bully, and we are all under house arrest by his unreasonable ancestor. He didn't even bring us enough food, and he was so angry. Lao Tzu really wants to slap him to death!" Elder Taishang Beigongtang's beard trembled, panting heavily.

The other two Supreme Elders were also red-headed and smacked angrily. But there is no way, whoever has let the Sword Sect still have no Void Heaven level masters in charge, it is difficult to seek justice!

Sima Changkong frowned, his thoughts rolling, and he thought of a lot of things.

This Nan Tianba is just a little disagreeable with Senior Brother Qingfeng, but it has not reached the point of fighting for life and death. There is no need to embarrass these disciples of the Sword Sect, what purpose does he have?

At this time, a disciple of the Sword Sect walked in, "Meet the three Supreme Elders!" and bowed down to the three Supreme Elders.

Hou Shang waved his hand, "It's all free, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

The disciple arched his hand towards Sima Changkong again, "The disciple just heard that Nan Tianba has called back all the teams patrolling the periphery, and is holding a banquet to celebrate his own promotion to the head of the city. ”

"Nonsense! How can the patrolling disciples call back casually, in case the sand thieves attack at this time, won't they enter the oasis!"

Sima Changkong stretched out his hand to stop, "Ancestor, where are you going?"

"I'm going to stop him and get the patrol team back on patrol!"

"Ancestor, your current identity is not to say that you are preventing, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get out of this courtyard. ”

Alas!

Guan Yuchang sat on the ground with a depressed buttocks, smashed the teacup to pieces, and watched the scraps slowly flow out of his hands.

"The matter has come to this point, I just ask the disciples of my Sword Sect to come to the aid not to have any more accidents. Hou Shang sighed.

"It doesn't matter, this time it must be Senior Brother Qingfeng, with his ability, there will be no accidents. Sima Changkong is full of confidence in Ma Qingfeng, and this little junior brother often surprises people unexpectedly.

After pondering for a while, Sima Changkong said again: "Now it's us, under house arrest, and we can't do anything." In my opinion, we should always be ready to deal with the changes in the oasis. Try to minimize the losses of our Sword Sect disciples. When I return to the sect in the future, I will fight the world with Senior Brother Ma!"

"It's a pity that the heaven-level martial arts secret realm that the old ancestors desperately kept back then is about to be handed over to people in our generation, it's really unwilling!" The three old men were as decadent as they were more than ten years old.

Sima Changkong hurriedly persuaded, "It's not that we don't defend anymore, but now the Crazy Sword Sect has been xenophobic, and I can't see that other sects are strong." Hasn't the Demon Dao Sect's power in the Brotherhood Alliance been squeezed out long ago? Today's guardians are not the same as they were back then. ”

"Besides, my Sword Sect can set up an organization on its own and recruit the excluded forces in the oasis to jointly protect the secret realm, isn't this also possible!"

"Yes, that's it! Changkong, this kid is so smart that he can think of such a method. ”

The three old men were like children, pulling Sima Changkong's clothes and laughing.

Beyond the oasis, the Brotherhood Line.

A group of men dressed in robes and straddled scimitars appeared fifty miles from the oasis.

"Great Leader Qiyu, my subordinates have just inquired, except for some secret sentry posts ahead, I don't see a patrol disciple of the Brotherhood Alliance!" a figure appeared like a ghost, reporting to an old man in a purple robe.

This purple-robed old man looked only fifty years old, and there was no breath on his body, standing there, if he didn't open his eyes and see it, everyone would think that there was no one there.

This old man can actually hide his breath in the heavens and the earth, is his cultivation ......

This purple-robed old man is none other than the big leader of the generation of sand thieves who have been galloping across the Doomsday Desert for tens of thousands of years, and who do not want to attack the secret oasis all the time, the Void Heaven level peerless master Ram Leng!