In just three hours, Song Zhan had already killed the 21st team of patrolling sand bandits, and his reputation alone had gained 7,500 points.

The prestige consumed by studying Zhenyuan before has been completely replenished, not to mention that he has earned another two thousand five hundred prestige points.

Not to mention, all kinds of weapons and equipment have also exploded a lot.

Song Zhan found that the explosion rate of sand bandits in Heifeng Village was still on the high side, and there was a high probability that the weapons they used would come out with patrolling sand bandits like this.

He had already harvested three silver-level scimitars alone, if it weren't for the fact that the attributes of his Dark Moon Knife were not worse than these silver scimitars, and he was not used to using a scimitar as a weapon, I'm afraid he would have replaced it.

Black Wind Mountain covers a wide area, and the scattered patrol teams are estimated to have almost two hundred teams, about a thousand people, according to Song Zhan.

Song Zhan adheres to the fine tradition passed down from his ancestors, changing places with one shot, and never staying in one place.

And the two hundred squads were distributed around the Black Wind Mountain, and in his opinion, the occasional disappearance of one or two squads was like a drop of water dripping into the sea, without causing the slightest wave.

......

"Old Five, what's the big deal about calling your third brother over in such a hurry? Could it be that the sky of this Black Wind Village has fallen? ”

In the side hall of the Black Wind Village, the three masters of the Black Wind Village, known as the Crazy Blood Man Slaughter, were shirtless, staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes, and asked in an unkind tone.

Just now he was about to pamper the beauty that his subordinates had enshrined, but as soon as the belt was untied, he was called over.

Good things are interrupted, and anyone is angry.

"Third brother, stop your anger, my brother has no choice but to ask the third brother to come forward," the smiling fox walked to his side, opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned him for him.

"Tonight, the eyes of our Black Wind Village have been blinded a lot, there are definitely not many people coming, it is very likely to be a person, but it must be strong in martial arts and fearless, otherwise we will definitely not dare to provoke our Black Wind Village.

The fifth brother thought about it, and he didn't want to disturb the third brother's good deeds, but no one from the village sent by him came back, so he had no choice but to ask the third brother to come out. ”

"Heh, a bunch of waste, Lao Tzu said a long time ago, instead of keeping so many people, it is better to give it to Lao Tzu, and practice and consume on weekdays."

The mad blood man sneered, and then said: "But since the fifth brother has said so, the third brother can't refuse, it's just..."

"Thank you third brother, the younger brother has prepared five fresh beauties for the third brother, just wait for the third brother to enjoy it triumphantly."

The smiling fox's bearded face had a signature harmless smile on his face, and the folding fan in his hand shook more and more briskly.

"Count you sensible, the third brother accepted it, and put away your face, Lao Tzu looked upset."

Unlike the smiling fox's unshaven face, the madman slaughtered the white and pure, looking like a mature big brother next door, but in his eyes, there was endless madness.

"Okay, third brother, according to the younger brother's inference, in about half an hour, that rat will appear here."

The smiling fox pointed to the map hanging on the wall with a folding fan in his hand, and said to the mad man.

"Okay, I'll rest assured if you do something, I'll go." Although he looks down on the five masters who are gloomy and sympathetic all day long, he still knows what it takes to his brain.

"The little brother will prepare wine for the third brother first, and wait for the third brother to triumph."

......

"Whew~" drank a bottle of vitality potion and a bottle of full moon potion in one go.

Song Zhan withdrew the long knife, this was already the third Black Wind Village patrol captain he had killed, up to a level of 12, making Song Zhan a difficult and narrow victory every time.

However, the harvest is just as rich, with each Boss contributing 500 Fame, 3000 XP, and three silver-tier weapons and equipment.

It is worth mentioning that these people in Black Wind Village have messy weapons and equipment, and there is basically no unified style, and the silver-level equipment attributes are also okay.

But the embarrassing thing is that if you change it, it doesn't have the effect of the blood wolf suit, so if you don't change it, the attributes are not bad.

However, in the end, Song Zhan still didn't choose to change it, after all, he was already familiar with the improvement brought by the blood wolf set.

After resting for a while, Song Zhan continued his hunt.

In just half a night, he had already gained a reputation of more than 10,000, and at this rate, he could gather 150,000 prestige in five or six days at most.

Song Zhan put on the red lotus cloak and walked carefully among the dense trees, carefully hiding his figure under the cover of the cloak.

Prudence can last a long time; Arrogance, sooner or later the ship capsizes.

Suddenly, Song Zhan's pupils shrouded under the hood shrank in vain, and in the glade not far away, a white man with long hair, dressed in a black suit, holding a long knife, the blade of the knife was blood-red and the blade was shiny, pointing obliquely at the ground.

The Three Masters of Black Wind Village: Level 13, HP 35000, Attack?? Defense?? Skill??.

I saw him take a deep breath, then turned his head, stared at the big tree where Song Zhan was hiding, and said lightly.

"I still hide my head and tail in front of labor and management, and I can already smell the vibrant blood fragrance on your body."

Song Zhan hid behind a tree, motionless.

"Hehe, don't come out? Self-deception, your brain polluted your blood, alas. ”

As soon as the words fell, the dark pupils of the mad blood man Tu were instantly filled with scarlet, and the next moment he appeared in front of the tree where Song Zhan was hiding, and the long knife in his hand stabbed Song Zhan directly through the tree.

"You really found me!"

The tip of the knife grazed the side of Song Zhan's neck, startling him into a cold sweat, he thought it was a fraud against him.

Song Zhantuan pounced forward and put away his cloak with the momentum.

"Finally willing to come out? Little mice. ”

The mad blood slaughter stopped in place and looked at Song Zhan quietly.

"Then have a good time with me, you must hold on a little longer."

After speaking, he rushed towards Song Zhan.

His speed was too fast, and Song Zhan only had time to raise the Dark Moon Knife when he felt a strong wind rushing towards him.

Sonorous –

There was a terrifying metallic trill sound from the trees, and the powerful impact caused Song Zhan to stagger back, the tiger's mouth cracked, and scarlet blood slowly flowed out.

The immortal battle intent was activated, and Song Zhan's eyes were also filled with a faint blood aura.

Bang! The ground under Song Zhan's feet was stepped on by him with an inch-deep footprint, forcibly stopping the retreat.

"Come!" Song Zhan shouted.

"Hahaha, so daring."

Song Zhan's Dark Moon Knife was held high, gathering the strength of his whole body, and with the sound of a broken hunting wind, he slashed head-on.

"Bell~"

The long knives struck, feeling the force coming from the arm, and the madness in the eyes of the mad blood man became more and more intense.

"Come again! Again! Again! ”

The long knife cut horizontally, Song Zhan was forced to retreat, and then the long knife in the mad blood slaughterer's hand was faster than a knife, and one knife was heavier than another, and the dark red blood qi permeated his body, connecting with the long knife, like a surging wave, constantly slapping on Song Zhan's body.

Song Zhan could only keep raising his sword to block under his powerful offensive, and even so, his blood volume was still gradually decreasing.

"Collapse!"

-318！

As Song Zhan's block was split open by the mad blood slaughter, Song Zhan, who opened the empty door, was kicked away by the mad blood slaughter.

Heaven is a good reincarnation, Song Zhan used to kick people often, but this time he finally tasted the taste of being kicked away.