A sand column splashed three feet high, and the slowly falling sand particles under the scorching sun were filled with light.

At this moment, hundreds of sand bandits seemed to breathe the floating sand particles, feeling their throats were very dry and uncomfortable.

No one in the desert felt comfortable because Zhang Xiaodao's sword was too irritable and too fierce!

The leader of the Blood Bandits was named Dasco, and was called the Desert Snow Fox to describe his cunning and treacherousness. There are rumors that he had a close relationship with the Holy See's ruling that the High Priest had.

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

When silence in the desert gives people a sense of beauty with majesty. Dasco looked at the ordinary boy who was originally a prey and felt fear in his heart.

The tough sand bandit is called Jidaman, and he is one of his strong generals. In recent years, his cultivation has improved rapidly. In the past year, he has always been the pioneer of hunting in circles and has never failed.

But now, he was hit underground by Zhang Xiaodao, which further highlighted the unfathomable strength of the ordinary boy.

Nalan Chu looked at Zhang Xiaodao, and at first it was incredible, but then he showed a serious look, as if he was very unhappy.

Luo Zhi, who once threatened to hit ten Zhang Xiaodao with one hand, had trembled his lips. Looking at Zhang Xiaodao's eyes, he had lost his spirit, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

Uncle Nalan performed relatively normally compared to others, and he was just smiling bitterly.

It was only a short moment when Zhang Xiaodao took action to fall and returned to the sheath. The powerful vitality that burst out in that moment made him understand that Zhang Xiaodao was an expert who was out of reach in his life, and he laughedly invited Zhang Xiaodao to their small transportation team not long ago.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't care what others thought. He just felt that Nalan Chu, who looked a little unhappy now, was a little cute. He couldn't help but shake his short hair and splashed out a few golden particles, which was very chic.

When Nalan Chu saw Zhang Xiaodao's stinky appearance, he said coldly: "You lied to me first, this is the first account. You owe me. If you save me, then I owe you. If you write it off!"

"If you can take us out, our Nalan Caravan will owe you another debt. If you don't save me, you and I will not be friends just now, and I won't blame you after I die!"

The first sentence is reasonable and well-founded. The last sentence of the next sentence makes people feel that Nalan Chu is obviously a little impatient.

The men of the Nalan family wanted to speak, and now Zhang Xiaodao is their life-saving straw. Offending can offend him. What if Zhang Xiaodao really leaves?

Nalan Chu Danfeng's eyes turned cold and looked at the familiar people in front of him and said softly: "I promised the Sha Bandits because of the friendship over the years. You want me to suffer all the torture to keep your safety. This is your unrighteousness."

She called out: "Luozhi, Nalanfeng, Nalanhan, Nalantuo, since then I will break up with you and never interact with you!"

Zhang Xiaodao sighed in his heart. What a woman with a clear personality!

As soon as Nalan Chu said this, except for Nalan Dabo and Luo Ming lamenting, the other four people were pale and filled with endless shame.

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

He walked to the top of the crowd, looked at the thrilled sand bandits not far away, and whispered: "Let us go over. I won't kill any of them!"

Dasco wore a blood-red cloak, showing his hideous cheeks and came to the front of the bandit. There was a noise behind him, but the moment he spoke, it became quiet instantly.

"Do you think you can fight five hundred? Even if you are already a practitioner, your vitality is limited after all, and women stay here. You can leave."

Dasco had thought a lot before speaking, and he thought that even if you were a cultivator, it would not be possible to resist the blood bandit gang's repeated attacks. In addition to this, there is another deep reason, that the blood bandit gang is extremely united. If Zhang Xiaodao killed Ridaman and the others retreated without fighting, how can he be worthy of his dead brothers and how will this gang lead in the future?

As a leader, Dasco's idea is indeed nothing wrong.

But he didn't know that Zhang Xiaodao could not accept his conditions at all, and what he didn't know was that Zhang Xiaodao was not afraid of the 500-mile crowd.

"Then there is nothing to talk about." Zhang Xiaodao walked towards Dasco, the leader of the Blood Bandit Gang.

Dasco never thought that Zhang Xiaodao was not afraid of facing the five hundred sand bandits. When he saw Zhang Xiaodao coming, his heart was trembling and immediately said: "He is very powerful, rush him to death!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaodao strode away, Nalan Chu was a little worried and frowned.

A roar came from the sand bandits, and dozens of cavalry divided into two teams and rushed towards Zhang Xiaodao on both sides. Their sand horses exploded extremely shockingly. From time to time, the two teams turned into two waves of dust and smoke and rushed towards Zhang Xiaodao.

Zhang Xiaodao stopped, and the strong wind blew up at his face with the hot air from the desert blew up the ends of his hair. He slowly held the handle of the knife, and a cold light suddenly appeared to reveal the sharp blade of the snow-falling knife, but he only pulled out half.

The caravan members immediately became worried. Regardless of the previous incident, they must hope that Zhang Xiaodao could really defeat the Blood Bandit Gang with one force.

But at this time, Zhang Xiaodao stood alone in the desert, facing dozens of aggressive cavalry and sand bandits, no matter how you look at it, it is a lonely boat under the storm of waves, and there is no reason not to be obliterated.

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

When the half-section of the snow knife was unsheathed, the sand bandit had already arrived in front of him. As the Nalan caravan members were involuntarily exclaimed, 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 only half of the blade was exposed in the fall snow was enough.

The first rider on both sides raised his sabre in his hands, which was their usual impact method. As long as the horse rushed at the speed, the sabre would not need to exert force. He just needed to raise the blade and he could reap his lives.

Most of the business travelers they intercepted over the years died under this attack method.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaodao's terrifying sword had not yet been unsheathed, the first sand bandit on both sides were confident that they could pass by with speed. Even if they could not kill Zhang Xiaodao, the brothers behind them would completely pile up Zhang Xiaodao to death.

At this moment of confidence, the horse suddenly roared. Because of inertia, they could not stop lifting the horse's hooves. The sand bandits on the left raised their blades clearly saw several blood lines flying in front of their eyes, and then the horse's head with a black mask split. At this time, the dead horse kicked back but was still running forward due to inertia!

In the eyes of everyone, an invisible sword net seemed to appear in front of Zhang Xiaodao. When the front half of the horse was split, the sand bandit's hand slightly forward and cut the horse sword into two. Then the sand bandit on the horse's back rushed through the invisible sword net and turned into pieces of minced meat!

Dozens of cavalry did not slow down due to the disaster ahead. The powerful inertia led them into the trap like the god of death, and turned into minced meat one after another.

The scene in front of him was unimaginable. The bandits who accelerated to the extreme all fell one after another, but in the blink of an eye, a small mountain of flesh and blood appeared in front of Zhang Xiaodao.

At this time, Zhang Xiaodao fell from the snow knife and returned to the sheath. The last rider was chopped and raised the blood rain. A piece of disgusting meat fell in front of him. He fell on the scorching sand and jumped out of blood. After the high temperature sand was instantly evaporated from white smoke.

The hill made of minced meat also blew up at this time, and a disgusting smell drifted in the air. The scene in front of me was terrifying and unbearable!

Zhang Xiaodao stood in front of the mountain of jujubes like an ordinary person. In the desert, his figure became a little blurred and mysterious because of the horse's hooves.

Nalan Chu saw this purgatory scene and her stomach twitched. She quickly held back and looked at Zhang Xiaodao's back and suddenly felt a little relieved. This was a feeling that had not appeared for her for a long time.

Luo Zhiji vomited out in a vague affair. Even though he had seen dead people, watching dozens of cyclists and sand bandits being crushed directly, the bloody and terrifying visual impact made him unable to accept it.

Not to mention the fabric, even the bandits who have experienced bloody scenes will inevitably vomit. Although Dasco will not feel abnormal due to visual impact and nausea.

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

He knew that Zhang Xiaodao's level was much higher than he thought, and the invisible knife net was enough to make him invincible. Even if the blood bandit gang rushed over, it would be a result of all turning into minced meat.

As Zhang Xiaodao walked step by step, he felt even more frightened. He wanted to retreat but found that his hands were a little out of control and could only wait for Zhang Xiaodao's arrival stiffly.

Zhang Xiaodao soon came to him, raised his neck, saw Dasco's weathered cheek, and asked, "All dead, or are you dead?"

This question is a bit like returning it to the other person by his own way, and the rows of strong sand bandits behind Dasco showed a complicated look.

Before their leader Dasco could answer, someone had already begun to whip and retreat quickly.

Humans are social animals, and their best thing is to follow blindly. Some people start to escape, and immediately some people make the same move.

Dasco listened to the sound of horse hooves in his ears and looked at Zhang Xiaodao who was dragging the terrifying sword in front of him. He suddenly understood how desperate the weak were when he bullied the weak over the years. However, what made people even more desperate was that his trustworthy brothers were doing treason.

Zhang Xiaodao was not surprised that most of the sand bandits were running away. He was just waiting for Dasco's answer. Seeing that his face was pale and his lips were trembling, he couldn't say a word, and said, "Your brothers ran away on horseback. I can't chase them all over the desert. They have made a decision for you!"

In desperation, Dasco immediately said: "I am the one who ruled the high priest by the Holy See of Light, and the high priest is not far away..."

Before he could finish his words, under Dasco's terrified expression, Zhang Xiaodao's snow-falling knife brought up a golden grain of sand.
Chapter completed!