An hour later, in the cultivation room on the third floor of the Zhenyuan City Vocational Guild, Song Zhan looked at the blood-red battle qi wrapped in the body of the Dark Moon Knife, as well as the blood-red sword qi extending from the tip of the knife about 20 centimeters, his eyes were full of surprise.

The moment the Dark Moon Knife came out of its sheath, the moment the Dark Moon Knife came out of its sheath, with inertia, the battle qi visible to the naked eye quickly covered it like flowing water, and finally the battle qi that splashed out formed an illusory sword qi at the tip of the knife.

It took him a full hour, from the initial battle qi that could only cover the hilt of the sword, to slowly cover the entire blade, and now, finally found the best way to use Zhenyuan.

At this time, what Song Zhan was holding in his hand was no longer the Dark Moon Knife, but an artifact that was burning with blood-red battle qi special effects!

The special effects are full, so the damage will naturally not be low.

After digesting his own improvement, Song Zhan withdrew the cultivation room and returned to Huangshi Town through the teleportation array.

There is no way, the teleportation stone gate of black and white magic is not built on the oasis, maybe because the sand sea oasis is a three-way zone, or it may be for other reasons, anyway, there is no direct teleportation array.

The light flashed, and Song Zhan resisted the desire to vomit, leaned against the wall, and resolutely walked out of the teleportation stone door.

As soon as he walked out, he was in the corner, retching happily.

After a long while, Song Zhan wiped his mouth and got up to leave.

Out of Huangshi Town, Song Zhan rushed to Heifeng Village non-stop, he couldn't wait to meet his good brothers.

It turns out that even the strongest enthusiasm can be blown out by the merciless wind and sand of the desert.

An hour later, Song Zhan was wrapped in a cloak and struggled to move forward in the sand and dust that covered the sky and the sun.

"You have to grab a mount, you can't run four legs on two legs."

Song Zhan thought bitterly.

At the moment, I still have no choice but to hurry.

After more than two hours, Song Zhan finally saw the good brother he had missed for a long time.

Putting away the cloak, Song Zhan did not hesitate, and directly launched a charge, knocking the sand bandit who was galloping on his horse to the ground.

Luckily, it's an elite sand bandit.

The wind whirlwind slashed closely, and at the moment of the third slash, the blood-colored battle qi covered the blade, and Zhen Yuan launched.

-286！ -140！

The blade slashed through the leather armor on the sand bandit's chest, and the illusory sword qi passed directly through the chest.

Two consecutive injuries burst out, which made Song Zhan excited.

Zhen Yuan not only has a blessing for the weapon itself, but the extended sword qi is attached to the second-stage damage that ignores defense.

It is worthy of the signature skill of the Zhenyuan Army! Strong enough!

In the past, the sand bandit elite who originally required Song Zhan to spend some effort to solve, faced him at this moment, he was completely in a state of being crushed.

In just one minute, the sand bandit elite with decent strength was drunk on the spot, contributing his 50 prestige points and his entire net worth of 43 silver coins.

After putting away the loot, Song Zhan felt that the solo sand bandit seemed to be a little weak.

Thinking about the patrol team he had encountered before, Song Zhan made up his mind.

After walking some distance in the direction of Black Wind Village, Song Zhan successfully met the desired target.

Not far away in the bushes, a squad of sand bandits was patrolling.

Four sand bandits in leather armor and a patrol leader in fine chain mail and armed with a long knife.

Song Zhan estimated that he touched it, and then simply picked up the knife and rushed forward.

The moment his body was exposed, the patrol team spotted him and immediately rushed up in a group.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, and you dare to be wild in front of your Uncle Black Wind?"

"I'm going to kill him alive."

After patrolling for so long, they were almost bored to the point that their eggs hurt, and Song Zhan's appearance was still obviously hostile, and finally let these vicious sand bandits find fun.

"Death to the master!"

The leader of the squad slashed the scimitar in his hand.

Song Zhan swept with a backhand long knife and blocked the blow.

As soon as they came into contact, the four sand bandits behind the sand bandit squad leader had already dispersed with a tacit understanding, surrounding Song Zhan in it, and all kinds of attacks beckoned towards Song Zhan.

The movements are skillful, and it is definitely after a long period of exercise.

Song Zhan didn't care about these, he only stared at the patrol squad leader and cut it alone, and the rest could hide if they could, and resisted if they couldn't.

The patrol squad leader took on all the pressure from Song Zhan, and his face gradually turned pale.

Break the Pole! Song Zhan found the right time and slashed it with a breakthrough.

Song Zhan, who had already endured many attacks by the sand bandits, had already entered a combat state with doubled half-blood attributes at this time.

The ferocious slash swept away the scimitar that the patrol leader was trying to defend, and then slashed at his neck in his horrified eyes.

-2315！

Vital Attack!

Although the team leader had a neck guard extended from chain mail on his neck, it still caused huge damage under Song Zhan's slash.

"Save Lao Tzu!"

A hoarse and ugly cry for help came from the Squad Leader's bleeding mouth.

Seeing the huge wound on the squad leader's neck, the rest of the sand bandits waved their weapons and pounced on Song Zhan, trying to surround Wei to save Zhao and save their own squad leader.

I'm waiting for you right here.

"Roar~"

Song Zhan roared without warning, and circles of sound waves hit the five people around him who were caught off guard, and dense injuries kept coming out.

Blocked by the roar of war, the figures of the four sand bandits were blocked for a moment.

Progress Raise the Knife! Zhenyuan! Split!

Under the layers, the Dark Moon Knife, which was burning with blood-colored battle qi, slashed along the fragile neck of the neck guard that he had just been cut open in the squad leader's horrified eyes.

"Rao..."

Without the slightest hindrance, the long knife slashed through the neck, and the head rose to the sky.

System: Kill the patrol team leader of Black Wind Village, gain 2000 experience points, and 100 reputation points for the Flying Sand Battalion.

After killing the sand bandit patrol leader, the rest of the sand bandits did not turn around and flee as Song Zhan imagined, but rushed towards Song Zhan even more frantically.

Black Wind Village rules: the superior dies in battle, the subordinate must fight to the death, if you don't flee without a fight, you will also face a chaotic knife after returning to the village.

Song Zhan faced the crazy counterattack of ordinary sand bandits, Song Zhan was unrelenting, and walked flexibly between several people, killing them one by one after a while.

After packing up the loot, Song Zhan quickly left the place.

A patrol team alone contributed 300 points of prestige to Song Zhan, a level 10 silver scimitar, and a level 10 black iron chain mail.

There were no silver coins, which made Song Zhan can't help but think that when he sniped the sand bandits on horseback before, he gave money but not equipment.

It seems that the purpose of those sand bandits on horseback is not simple.

Song Zhan thought to himself.

After resting in place for a while, Song Zhan entered hunting mode again.

Heifeng Village is located in Heifeng Mountain, from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, from the ordinary thatched house all the way up, and at the top sits a huge meeting hall.

At this time, adjacent to the side hall of the meeting hall, the Black Wind Village is the fifth master, and the Black Wind Military Division, who is called the smiling fox by the people of the green forest, is not in a beautiful mood at this time.

Because of the patrol team he sent out, there were already more than a dozen teams that did not reply on time.

According to this situation, it should have been completely annihilated.

If it weren't for the long interval between each disappearance, the smiling fox would have thought that the flying sand camp in the depths of the Yanyun Desert had come to exterminate them.

"Someone! Go and ask for the three masters. ”

The smiling fox slapped the golden silk red sandalwood folding fan in his hand and commanded outside the door.