The sand bandits of Black Wind Village had no idea that in the eyes of the owners of the village in the council hall, their lives were the same as the weeds on the side of the road.

They don't care, they are still fighting desperately for their lives, their own places and tomorrow's wine and beauties.

The owner of the village did not come out, and the captain of the patrol brigade of Heifeng Village, the elite boss and others took on the heavy responsibility of commanding, and with the various fortifications of Heifeng Village, they each led nearly 5,000 sand bandits, and resisted the attack of the players with difficulty.

Those who can become sand bandits are either unable to survive, or they are poor worms who are addicted to this life after being caught.

Under the training of Black Wind Village, it is not difficult to maintain a certain combat effectiveness, and if you go head-to-head with the player one-on-one, the sand bandits at this stage may still have a certain advantage.

However, once this number is increased to 100 or 1,000 people, the player's fearlessness to death, the variety of offensive methods, and the rationality of the team configuration will open a big gap with the sand bandits.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can find that the defense line formed by the east, west, north and south sides of the Black Wind Village, although in terms of quantity, is far more than the players, but it is still being gradually eaten and torn apart by players like evil wolves.

The captain of the patrol team cut a sand bandit who turned and fled into two pieces with a knife, pointed at his corpse and roared: "Everyone, rush me, if there are any more people who cower and escape from the battle, the inspection team will kill them!" ”

"Give it to me, it's a win, five gold coins for everyone!"

Tempted by the fear of death and the lure of money, the sand bandits regain their courage and charge towards the approaching players.

"All knights, don't be in a hurry, raise your shield and advance steadily, nurse, be optimistic about the knight's blood, those with half blood will immediately retreat, and the reserve team will be on top."

To the west, drunken Jiangshan commanded in an orderly manner, and the entire front firmly advanced towards the Black Wind Mountain.

As a commander, drunken Jiangshan can also share the prestige from the kills of guild members.

In just a short period of time, his popularity has exceeded the two thousand mark, and he is steadily moving towards three thousand.

According to his estimates, as long as the Black Wind Village is pushed out today, he will definitely be able to accumulate 10,000 prestige, and he can go to Zhenyuan City to officially establish a guild.

It's been two days since the system was updated, and still no guild has been formed, and all guild leaders have been killed by this 10,000 prestige demand card.

However, today's Xingchen Management Council has already mentioned that their old rival Ling Xiao Pavilion has found a way to brush up on prestige, and it is estimated that in just a few days, Ling Xiao Pavilion will inevitably be established.

As the president of Xingchen, the top guild in China, although he is only a branch president, he is still unwilling to give up the reputation of the first guild.

When he knew that Black Wind Village could produce prestige, under his secret organization, in just two hours, he had already encouraged all the surrounding players to come to Black Wind Village, and formed the current siege situation.

"All hunters, prepare for armor-piercing arrows, 10 o'clock ahead, five waves, three-two-one, shoot!"

In front of the left side of the Star Front, a large group of 500 elite sand bandits formed a sharp formation, desperately slashing at the surrounding players, and that piece had been dented by the beating.

However, under the suppression of the five waves of armor-piercing arrows, the five hundred elite sand bandits were gradually overwhelmed by the players who poured up.

Unlike the three directions of east, west and north, where guild players take the lead and everything advances in an orderly manner, the south where Song Zhan is located is completely a bunch of unorganized and undisciplined scattered players.

However, with the momentum to reap the benefits, the scattered players spontaneously formed a team of about 20 people and worked together to suppress the resistance of the sand bandits.

However, compared to the speed of the other three directions, Song Zhan's side was obviously a lot slower.

Song Zhan, who was full of demon knife red practice effects, was like a glimpse of the flying Hong, rushing back and forth among the sand bandits, often before the sand bandits could react, they had already been cut by Song Zhan with a knife.

"Everyone, resist it for me, don't retreat, the second village master will arrive soon, and then it will be their death date!"

Among the bandits, a big leader of the bandits, dressed in fine armor and armed with a heavy slasher, shouted at the sand bandits around him while slashing and slashing the player.

Under his slashing, the team in this direction was blocked as if flowing water had encountered a reef.

And at first glance, he is the performance of the little boss, which has attracted the attention of some people, including Song Zhan.

Slashing all the way and rushing all the way, Song Zhan approached the place where the big leader of the sand bandits was located.

"Little ones, kill me!"

The big leader of the sand bandits waved his horse chopping knife and agitated the sand bandits, and the corpses of the players lying on the ground around him were all around him, and the players avoided him and scattered to both sides.

If it is placed on the guild's side, it will definitely be killed at all costs, but on the Sanren's side, the first reaction is to get out of the way, after all, this kind of thing is to send it to death at a glance, and no fool is willing to do it.

At this moment, a dark red figure broke through the wave of players, and the long knife in his hand slashed like a meteor.

At the same time, a ghostly black shadow appeared behind the big leader of the sand bandits, holding a strange broken sword, and the poisonous snake smashed towards the back of the big leader's head like an apricot.

Sonorous –

The demon knife slashed through the blade of the horse chopping knife, and a series of sparks exploded, illuminating Song Zhan's blood-red eyes at the same time, and also illuminating the exposed eyes of the thieves behind the big boss.

"Strong, brother, this knife is really ruthless."

After stunning, the thief grinned at Song Zhan.

"You're not bad, this kind of little boss can also be said to be dizzy, amazing."

Song Zhan glanced at the broken sword in the thief's hand rather cautiously, and said the same.

"Do you want to be Bibi?"

The thief raised an eyebrow, his tone provocative.

"Forget it, I'm in a hurry."

Song Zhan shook his head, and the demon knife in his hand took advantage of the big boss's stunned moment to stab directly into the gap in the armor around his neck.

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The demon knife stabbed out from the back of the big boss's neck, and the thief's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinpoint.

"Roar!" The vital point of the neck was pierced, and the big boss in the stunned state finally regained consciousness, and the slashing knife was raised, and a standard big whirlwind was cut out, intending to force the two back.

I saw that the thief's body was short, almost parallel to the ground, and after dodging the blow of the big boss, he returned to his original position like a spring, still behind the big boss.

Song Zhan didn't dodge or dodge, the demon knife in his hand was horizontal in front of him, directly hard topped, and forcibly interrupted the big whirlwind of the big boss.

When the thief saw Song Zhan's performance, he kept breaking the sword in his hand, but he secretly slandered himself in his heart, what a pervert.

Under the joint efforts of Song Zhan and the two, in less than three minutes, the big leader's movements had staggered, and his blood volume had reached a precarious point.

"Hehe, I'll take the prestige of the big boss."

Looking at the big boss who was already bleeding, the thief suddenly grinned, and the whole person instantly turned into a vague phantom, and the broken sword in his hand burst out with a one-foot-long light blade, stabbing towards the back of the big leader's heart.

Song Zhan looked at the thieves who broke out with all their might, and naturally refused to let him snatch away the experience and prestige of the big boss.