A pillar of sand splashed three feet high, and the slowly falling sand particles under the scorching sun shone brightly.

At this moment, hundreds of sand bandits seemed to breathe in the fluttering grains of sand, and felt that their throats were very dry and uncomfortable.

No one in the desert felt comfortable, because Zhang Xiaodao's knife was too irritable and too strong!

The leader of the Blood Bandit is called Dasco, known as the Desert Snow Fox, to describe his cunning and treachery, and he is rumored to have a close relationship with the Holy See's ruling high priesthood.

The Blood Bandit Gang has dominated this desert for more than ten years, and Dasco has naturally seen a lot of bloody storms and strong winds and waves, but he is still a little stunned when he looks at the scene in front of him.

When the desert is silent, it will give people a sense of magnificence and majesty, and Dasco looks at the ordinary boy who was originally the prey, and his heart wells up with fear.

The fierce sand bandit is called Zhidaman, one of the fierce generals under his command, and he has been cultivating as a god of progress in recent times, and he has been the pioneer in every circle hunt in the past year, and he has never missed.

But now, he was smashed into the ground by Zhang Xiaodao, which further highlights the unfathomable strength of ordinary teenagers.

Nalan Chu looked at Zhang Xiaodao, first incredulous, and then showed a stern expression, and seemed very unhappy.

Luo Zhi's lips, who had threatened to hit ten Zhang Xiaodao with one hand, trembled, and his eyes had lost their luster when he saw Zhang Xiaodao, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

Uncle Nalan was relatively normal compared to the others, and he was just smiling bitterly.

Zhang Xiaodao was only a short moment from the time he shot to the time when the snow fell back into the sheath, and the majestic vitality that burst out at that moment made him understand that Zhang Xiaodao was an unattainable master in his life, and he invited Zhang Xiaodao to join their small transportation team not long ago.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't care what other people thought, he just felt that Nalan Chu, who was a little unhappy now, was a little cute, and couldn't help but shake it off, splashing out a few golden grains, which was very chic.

When Nalan first saw Zhang Xiaodao's stinky fart, he said coldly: "You lied to me first, this is the first account." You owe me. After saving me, count me as owing you, and this account will be written off!"

"If you can take us out, count our Nalan caravan and owe you another account, if you don't save it, you and I have just met and are not friends, and I won't blame you after I die!"

The previous sentence is well-founded. The last sentence of the latter sentence made people feel that Nalan Chu was obviously a little arrogant.

The men of the Nalan family want to speak, now Zhang Xiaodao is their lifeline, they can be offended at all, what if they talk like this, what if Zhang Xiaodao is really gone?

Nalan Chu Danfeng's eyes were cold, and he looked at the familiar people in front of him and said softly: "I promised the sand bandits before, because of the friendship over the years. You want me to suffer so much to keep you safe, and this is your unrighteousness. ”

She named and said: "Luo Weaving, Nalan Feng, Nalan Khan, Nalan Tuo, since then I have broken off with you, and I will never get along with each other!"

Zhang Xiaodao sighed in his heart. What an angular woman!

As soon as Nalan Chu's words came out, except for Uncle Nalan and Luo Ming, who lamented, the other four people were pale with endless shame.

Zhang Xiaodao shook his head, he naturally wouldn't care about the affairs of the Nalan family, but he has indeed been taken care of by the Nalan family these days, and he has to take them out of here alive.

He walked to the top of the crowd, looked at the sand bandits not far away with panic on their faces, and said softly, "Let us go." I won't kill any of them!"

Dustco, dressed in a blood-red cloak and revealing hideous cheeks, came to the front of the bandits, and there was a commotion behind him, but the moment he spoke, it was instantly quiet.

"Do you think you can defeat five hundred? Even if you are already a cultivator, your vitality is limited after all, and women stay here. You can go. ”

Dasco thought a lot before he spoke, he thought that even if you were a cultivator, it would be impossible for you to resist the onslaught of the Blood Bandit Gang, in addition to this, there was also a deep reason that the Blood Bandit Gang was extremely united. If Zhang Xiaodao kills Zhidaman and they retreat without a fight, how can they be worthy of their dead brothers, and how will this gang lead in the future?

As a leader, there really wasn't anything wrong with Dasco's ideas.

But he didn't know that Zhang Xiaodao couldn't accept his conditions at all, and what he didn't know was that Zhang Xiaodao was not afraid of five hundred rabble.

"There's nothing to talk about then. Zhang Xiaodao strode towards the Blood Bandit Gang Leader Dasco.

Dasco had thought that Zhang Xiaodao did not have a trace of fear in the face of the five hundred sand bandits, but when he saw Zhang Xiaodao coming, he trembled, and immediately said: "He is very strong, rush him to death!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaodao striding away, Nalan Chu was a little worried, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

There was a roar among the sand bandits, and dozens of horsemen were divided into two teams and rushed towards Zhang Xiaodao on the left and right sides, and the explosive power of the sand horses under their crotch was extremely amazing, and from time to time the two teams of men and horses turned into two dusty sand waves and rushed in.

Zhang Xiaodao stopped, the strong wind blowing his tip with the hot air in the desert, he slowly grasped the hilt, and a cold light suddenly revealed the sharp blade of the falling snow knife, but he only pulled out half of it.

Everyone in the caravan immediately became worried, regardless of the previous events, they must have hoped that Zhang Xiaodao could really defeat the Blood Bandit Gang with the strength of one person.

But at this time, Zhang Xiaodao was standing alone in the desert, facing dozens of sand bandits who were menacing, no matter how you look at it, it was also a lonely boat under the storm, and there was no reason not to be annihilated.

What's more, he was slow to draw his knife.

When the half-cut snow knife was unsheathed, the sand bandit had already come to him, and under the involuntary exclamation of everyone in the Nalan caravan, his knife had not yet been unsheathed.

However, what they didn't understand was that the blade in Zhang Xiaodao's heart had been unsheathed, and it was enough for the snow to only expose half of the blade.

The first rider on the left and right sides raised the saber in his hand, which was their usual way of impacting, as long as the horse rushed up, the saber did not use force, and only needed to raise the blade horizontally to harvest a life.

Most of the caravans they have intercepted over the years have died under this attack.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaodao's terrifying broadsword had not yet been unsheathed, the first riding sand bandits on the left and right sides were confident that they could pass by with a wipe, even if they couldn't kill the seemingly powerful Zhang Xiaodao, the brothers behind them would completely pile up Zhang Xiaodao to death.

At this moment of confidence, the horses suddenly roared, because of inertia they couldn't stop raising the hooves of the sand, and the sand bandit who raised the blade on the left clearly saw several blood lines flying in front of him, and then the horse's head with a black mask split, and at this time, the dead horse kicked back but was still running forward because of inertia!

In the eyes of everyone, there seemed to be an invisible knife net in front of Zhang Xiaodao, and when the front half of the horse was torn apart, the sand bandit was slightly forward in his hand and the horse slashing knife was split into two, and then the sand bandit on the horse's back rushed through the invisible knife net and turned into pieces of minced meat!

The dozens of horsemen did not deter from the catastrophe ahead, and their strong inertia led them into the trap of death, and one after another turned into minced meat.

The picture in front of him was unimaginable, and the sand bandits who had been added to the extreme had lost their footing, but in a snap of his fingers, a hill of flesh and blood appeared in front of Zhang Xiaodao.

At this time, Zhang Xiaodao fell back into the sheath, and after the last horse was chopped, there was a rain of blood, and a disgusting piece of minced meat fell in front of him, and after falling on the hot sand, the blood water jumped and was instantly steamed out of white smoke by the hot sand.

Smoke also rose from the hill of minced meat, and a disgusting smell wafted through the air, and the sight in front of me was terrifying and unbearable!

Zhang Xiaodao was like an ordinary person, standing in front of the mountain of minced meat, and in the desert, because of the horse's hooves raising countless grains of sand, his figure became a little blurred in people's sight, a little mysterious.

Nalan Chu's stomach twitched when she saw this purgatory-like scene, she hurriedly held back, looked at Zhang Xiaodao's back, and suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind, which was a feeling that she hadn't seen for a long time.

Luo Zhi vomited out extremely unproductively, even if he had seen dead people, but watching dozens of sand bandits being directly crushed, the bloody and terrifying visual impact was also unacceptable to the young man.

Not to mention Luo Weaving, even the sand bandits who have been in the bloody scene for a long time will inevitably vomit, although Dasco will not feel strange because of the visual impact and disgusting taste.

But Zhang Xiaodao's half-cut knife made him really feel desperate.

He knew that Zhang Xiaodao's level was much higher than he imagined, and the invisible knife net was enough to make him invincible, even if the Blood Bandit Gang swarmed up, he was afraid that it would be the result of all turning into minced meat.

And watching Zhang Xiaodao come step by step, his heart was even more panicked, he wanted to retreat but found that his hand was a little disobedient, and he could only wait for Zhang Xiaodao's arrival stiffly.

Zhang Xiaodao quickly came to him, raised his neck, saw Dasco's weather-beaten vicissitudes of life, and asked, "All dead, or are you dead?"

The question smacked of reciprocating the other, and the rows of sturdy sand bandits behind Dasco had complicated expressions.

Before their commander Dasco could answer, some people had already begun to whip their horses and retreat.

Humans are social animals, and what they are best at is blind obedience, and when someone starts to run away, someone immediately makes the same move.

Dasco listened to the sound of horses' hooves in his ears, looked at Zhang Xiaodao who was dragging the terrifying long knife in front of him, and suddenly understood how desperate the weak were when he bullied the weak all these years, but what was even more desperate was that his trusted brothers were doing treacherous things.

Zhang Xiaodao was not surprised that most of the sand bandits fled, he just waited for Dasco's answer, and saw that his face was pale and his lips trembled and he couldn't say half a word, so he said: "Your brothers have all run away on horseback, I can't chase them all over the desert, they have already made a decision for you!"

Dasco was in a hurry and immediately said, "I am the one who judges the High Priest of the Holy See of Light, and the High Priest is not far ............away."

Before he finished speaking, under Dasco's frightened look, Zhang Xiaodao's falling snow knife brought up a golden grain of sand.

The sand is bloody!

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