When Zhang Ziling saw Qinglong, he looked ashamed.

"Why did you kill a royal family? Is this look a lot for me to show you?" Zhang Ziling said in the head.

"I didn't complete the mission!" Qinglong said with his head down. "One of our team lost more than half."

"It's already very good." Zhang Ziling said with a sigh.

All the people who died were elites who had been trained for three years, and he felt a little distressed. However, they did a great job this time, so it was difficult for Zhang Ziling to blame anything.

I heard that Zhang Ziling was so Qinglong said nothing.

After a while, Liu Wu walked over with a ugly expression. Zhang Ziling looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yifeng is dead!" Liu Wu's tone was full of sadness.

Zhang Ziling frowned when he heard this.

The desert is yellow sand, and the camel bells ringing in the wind.

"Master, why are you here in person this time?" Although everyone's faces were covered with white veils of windproof, no one was willing to speak in the wind and sand, and this black boy didn't care much.

"The president said that the Western Regions are our next focus. Ogedei will most likely send troops to the Western Regions. Since the Western Liao Dynasty established by Yelu Dashi was destroyed, the entire Western Regions have become a mess.

Now that Jiangnan is in our hands, the development of the Central Plains is on the right track. So the president wants to plant a seed in the Western Regions first." Sun Yifeng said patiently to the young man.

After the battle on Longshe Island, he has now entered the ranks of quasi-first-class masters. The fifty people he led were vanguards in the name of the caravan. When they gained a foothold in the Western Regions, Zhang Ziling planned to place the entrance of Xuanwu Hall here, and then Sun Yifeng will be the master of Xuanwu Hall.

Of course this is all a story later.

"I understand the helm leader." Wang Haichuan nodded.

They looked at the yellow sand all over the sky, and what made people most uncomfortable here was the natural environment.

"Sir Sun, there is the Devil City ahead." Their guide said. The guide was a young man, but his face was full of vicissitudes.

"We'll be stationed here tonight." Sun Yifeng said to them with a smile, "Are you scared?"

"The helm leader, the president has long said that this is caused by the wind blowing all year round. We are not afraid." Wang Haichuan said with a smile.

The guide didn't expect these guys to set up camp here, so he quickly said, "There are ghosts here!"

"There are no ghosts in this world, and ghosts are all in people's hearts. When we leave the Devil City, we can only stay in the desert, where horses and bandits are rampant, and it is not safe to be rampant." Sun Yifeng said with a smile, "There are many strange rocks here, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Didn’t you say there is still water source nearby?”

The guide thought about it and felt that what Sun Yifeng said made sense. He also felt that compared with the bandits, ghosts were not that scary. So they settled in the Devil City directly.

But soon the wind blew, and sand and stones flew away, the sky and the earth were dark, and the strange shadows were blurred.

The strong wind circled and roared in the wind city, making a shrill and strange scream, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, which was creepy. The airflow like an arrow shuttled and revolved among the strange rock craftsmen, making a sharp sound, like a wolf howling a tiger roar, and a ghost crying and a god crying.

Everyone was wearing tents with their daily faces. The guide looked at these people and sighed in his heart. These guys were so brave! The guide fell asleep in the evening. In the middle of the night, Sun Yifeng and a boy named Liu Bao were on guard.

Listening to the sound of ghosts crying outside the tent, Sun Yifeng closed his eyes and meditated.

Now his Nine Yang Divine Art is only one step away from breaking through the second level. Once he breaks through, he can enter the ranks of first-class masters.

"Someone is here!" Sun Yifeng suddenly spoke.

Liu Bao calmly made a bird cry.

"What happened?" The guide was immediately awakened. Even in something called a tent, he couldn't sleep peacefully.

"Don't be afraid when someone is coming." Wang Haichuan smiled and comforted him. "You stay in the tent."

After saying that, he also walked out of the tent.

Liu Bao crawled on the ground and listened, "More than a hundred people, all riding horses!"

"Prepare for the battle!" Sun Yifeng said with a chuckling.

Huangshafeng is the strongest horse thief in this area. After the Western Liao Dynasty was destroyed, the entire Western Regions became a mess.

There were countless big bandits and little horse thieves. The Ming Cult, who was beaten by Huang Shang, also escaped here.

Now, in the Guangming Plate on Kunlun Mountain, there are four forces with the strongest strength in the Western Regions, namely Ming Cult, Vajra Gate, Bailong Villa, and Blood Sword Sect.

The Vajra Sect was established by Huo Foreword that escaped from Shaolin. Because Huo Foreword only learned Shaolin martial arts secretly and other external martial arts, and did not study the authentic internal skills of Shaolin. Therefore, most of the martial arts passed down from the sect are the fierce and fierce Shaolin outer martial arts, including the powerful Vajra Finger and Vajra Prajna Palm.

However, it is also a very famous existence in the entire Western Regions.

The predecessor of Bailong Villa was Ouyang Feng's Baituo Mountain. Since Ouyang Feng went crazy.

Back then, the side branches of the Ouyang family directly occupied Baituo Mountain and changed the name to Bailong Villa. The head of the family was named Ouyang Bailong.

The Blood Sword Sect is the most famous in the Western Regions, and the people in their sects are cruel and easy to kill. During the battle of Longshe Island, the guy who was killed by Sun Yifeng was the eldest disciple of the Blood Sword Ancestor at this time.

The sound of horse hooves from far to near, and the yellow sand winds had already followed the caravan. If it weren't for the recent black wind and sand raging, there would be no caravan at this time.

They would not cause trouble for this caravan, and these fifty people were good at it. But once the horse bandits couldn't find anything, they would not care who you were.

He would pull a piece of meat off you.

"Brothers, the one who kills the most people tonight can get the money first!" said the bandit leader with a big laugh. There was a woman on his horse's back.

"Boss, we're against the wind!" said the man with yellow teeth with a mouthful of swearing and worriedly.

"I can't care about that much!" The leader said coldly. He rode his horse and tied his knife and his hands together. "Brothers, kill them and eat meat! If they are killed, kill the ball!"

The bandits laughed and raised their speed directly.

"Just kill people! Keep the horse!" Sun Yifeng was also very skilled and brave.

Otherwise, he should shoot the horse first when shooting people, but Sun Yifeng will keep the horse now.

Everyone had no intention of questioning. The crossbow in their hands had already been stringed and shot it along the wind's crossbow arrow.

The horse thieves fell off their horses, and the crossbow arrows were shot in just a few breaths.

Then Sun Yifeng and everyone jumped up and took the horse and killed people!

Kill the living person!

The guide looked at the scene in panic. More than one hundred horse thieves were packed up by them in less than one stick of incense.

"Master! There is a Hu woman here!" Wang Haichuan shouted.

The woman was very beautiful, but she was not afraid after seeing the horse thief die. Instead, she said in half-baked Chinese, "Thank you."

"It's okay, why are the girl with this bandit?" Sun Yifeng waved his hand, and Wang Haichuan led his men to clean the battlefield and control the horses.
Chapter completed!