The Cicada Wing Sword is a weapon specially created by Zhong Xiaofan for himself.

The second-grade spiritual weapon, thin as a cicada's wing, tough as silk, with the sword domain he comprehended, has a strong lethality.

The Yuan Shen came out in turmoil, Zhong Xiaofan had a perfect God perspective, and with the help of dragon-shaped fire, all the way, unimpeded, he came to the bandit's lair.

What I saw in front of me was a stalemate battle, although the side of the disciples of the Holy Academy had an advantage, but these bandits had a favorable geographical position, and their attacks caused a lot of casualties to the disciples of the Holy Academy.

Zhong Xiaofan Yuan Shen saw that he had to give up the main battlefield, stretched out his hand and pushed, and opened a spatial portal, and in the next moment, he had already arrived at the place where the bandits were holding slaves.

In the dim ice room, there are people with pale faces, empty eyes, and numb expressions, which shows that these people have been treated inhumanely.

The Holy Courtyard doesn't care about these people, even its own disciples hate to die more, how is it possible, they still care about the survival of these people.

"Bastard, who are you?"

Zhong Xiaofan just came out of the space, and before he could take a few looks, a strong man came out from behind, and when he saw that there was a stranger in the place where the slaves were held, he immediately became angry, raised his horse chopping knife, and beckoned to Zhong Xiaofan's head.

Zhong Xiaofan frowned, and the cicada wing sword in his hand turned into sharp light, and rushed out directly.

With a sword at the head, Zhong Xiaofan's eyes passed, and the cicada wing sword also arrived.

"You ---"

With a bang, the strong man's horse chopping knife fell to the ground, and his head moved.

A mere Martial Saint Quadruple Heaven, in front of Zhong Xiaofan, he can't resist a sword.

It's just that such a big movement didn't attract anyone's attention in the ice cave.

Everyone, both men and women, still has numb faces and empty eyes.

Zhong Xiaofan sighed lightly, opened the space for the jade seal of the country, and regardless of whether these people wanted to or not, they all put it in.

Those children in the martial arts arena have grown up, and it's time to arrange something for them to do.

The space portal opened again, and Zhong Xiaofan had already come to the treasure house of the bandits.

As far as the eye can see, there are mountains of resources, yuanshi, ores, medicinal materials, everything, among which there are many spiritual weapons and pills.

Although Zhong Xiaofan can't look down on these things, the great cause of the Xianwu Alliance is great, and it is better than nothing.

ransacked the treasure house, Zhong Xiaofan was just about to leave, a bandit, and directly killed the treasure house. The strength of the disciples of the Holy Academy far exceeded the bandits' expectations.

Seeing that the army was defeated, the twelve bandit leaders were thinking about retreating.

Within this treasure house, there was an escape passage for them to hide, so Zhong Xiaofan had just collected the treasure house, and he was killed by a strong man of the Martial Emperor Triple Heaven.

In the realm of martial saints, Zhong Xiaofan is sweeping, and it is difficult to have an enemy.

However, this Martial Emperor, he really didn't dare to make hard steel, and besides, the other party was still a Martial Emperor Triple Heaven.

"Little Zai, who are you, why are you here, what about Lao Tzu's resources?" people came to be furious, this damn thing, the treasure accumulated for decades, in the blink of an eye, there was nothing.

Zhong Xiaofan sneered, stretched out his fingers to open the space of the jade seal of the country, and Zishi stepped out of it in one step.

"Martial Immortal!"

The bandits' teeth chattered, how could there be martial immortals to encircle and suppress them, these martial emperors, this is too unreasonable.

"Who the hell are you, let me die to understand!" the bandit yelled, he was really unwilling, and he died in vain.

The corners of Zhong Xiaofan's mouth showed a hint of hideousness, "On the Huangquan Road, in front of the Yama Palace, you can naturally tell the difference." ”

Without saying a word, Zishi's body did not move, his small palm was raised slightly, and the sword light swept the dust and washed the ground, directly washing the bandits into pieces.

Zishi mastered the laws of swordsmanship, and when he shot to kill a martial emperor, he definitely used a knife to kill chickens, isn't it just that he raised his hand and destroyed the other party.

"Zhong Xiaofan, I'm not your thug, let me make a move next time, can you get a more powerful opponent, the whole Martial Emperor Sanzhongtian, who is disgusting, even my sixth brother and seventh brother don't look down on such goods. ”

Zhong Xiaofan was speechless, stretched out his hand to collect the storage rings scattered on the ground, and then put this stinky boy into the jade seal of the country, and then opened the space portal and went to the main battlefield.

After saving those poor people and looting wealth, it is time for Zhong Xiaofan to earn contribution points.

There are rules in the Holy Courtyard, a Martial Emperor Bandit is ten contribution points, and a Martial Saint also has five points.

Zhong Xiaofan came to the battlefield quietly, and soon saw that nineteen people from the new third squad were gathered in a group, resisting the attacks of more than 30 bandits.

These people are really persimmons picking soft pinch, in the new third class, except for the two martial saints at the peak, the rest are martial saints, and among the disciples of the Sacred Academy of Bandits this time, the cultivation is the most uneven.

Fortunately, those Martial Emperors all helped with ten contribution points, and those inner disciples of the Holy Courtyard were all guarding with big eyes, otherwise the people in the third class would be really dangerous.

One step out, Zhong Xiaofan has already come to the team of the third class.

"That's right, before and after, it's been half a pillar of incense since the start of the war, and you can still hold on. Zhong Xiaofan agreed.

Zhang Fanbai was furious, "Where did you die, we almost didn't get a word to us, hurry up, take out a hundred to 100,000 yuan stones, and it should be medical expenses." ”

"That's it, my waist is flashing, hurry up, don't take out the Yuan Stone, it's not over today!" Zhang Chuanhei helped on the side.

These two rabbit cubs, not big, mother, this old-fashioned one, it's simply, iron rooster, old stick mallet.

"Fuck off, don't you know if you make a fortune in a muffled voice?" Zhong Xiaofan quickly reprimanded.

Seeing Zhong Xiaofan's attitude, Zhang Fanbai and Zhang Chuanhei immediately shut up.

The two of them, although they are both money fans, it is undeniable that they are human spirits, but their character is inferior.

Zhong Xiaofan returned to the third class, a cicada-winged sword, like a weaver girl flying shuttle, back and forth, killing people invisibly.

Soon, the more than 30 martial saints who besieged the third class all died tragically outside the circle of the new third class.

The Zhang brothers, who are not too dirty, took their heads one by one, and wanted to take them back to the Holy Courtyard and exchange them for contribution points.

Of course, the storage rings on the hands of these bandits are impossible for the two brothers to let go.

The third class here, cleaned up the battlefield, this nest of bandits, there are not a few left, twelve bandit leaders, dead to death, fleeing to escape.

Of course, you can't escape far, and some inner disciples have already chased them out.

And no matter why, these bandit leaders are all ten contribution points, which is commendable.

Without the enemy, these disciples of the Holy Courtyard immediately began to act.

If it is an operation, it is a search, the lair of the bandits, those slaves, and wealth must be indispensable.

It's just that after looking for it all over the place, digging three feet into the ground of the bandits' lair, not to mention wealth, even a slave, I couldn't find out, this is a big deal.

"Damn, what are these bandits doing, the slaves don't have it, why don't they even have the financial reports they robbed?" Zhang Fanbai was also angry.

Zhang Chuanhei, who was screaming even more fiercely, pointed at the disciples of the Holy Courtyard, crying and scolding.

"Is it you,, is it that one of you has put away this bandit's treasure privately, stand up, I will be black, and I will not kill him. ”

Everyone has black lines all over their faces, and these two are also disciples of the Holy Academy, which is too much for them!

"Where did the two money fans come from, who knows?"

"The Zhang brothers of the new third class are famous, money fans!"

"Go farther, these two are wonderful!"

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(End of chapter)