As soon as the second leader of the sand bandit died, the swords, shields and spears of the sand bandits who fought to the death on the wall of the wooden village suddenly lost their backbone, gave up resistance, turned around and fled everywhere.

Either flee to the steep camp on the hillside of the canyon or flee to the desert.

But how could the members of the horse team let them go and chase them all over.

Ye Fan had already entered the mountain village surrounded by everyone and came to the height of the village.

The scene in front of him surprised him quite.

In the canyon, there is a small oasis of dozens of miles in radius, with a warm and dry climate. In this large desert, this oasis is very rare, just like a treasure in the desert.

It's just that this place is a little small, isolated from the world in the desert, too far from other cities in Xiayang County, and ordinary civilians will not live here. There are not many people here.

As a result, it was occupied by a group of sand bandits, wasting such a good place.

The merchants of the horse team of nearly 1,500 people outside the canyon couldn't help but enter the canyon happily and rest in it for a little while.

Without sand bandits, this canyon oasis is simply a treasure land for them to rest in the middle.

None of the 200 sand bandits in the mountain village could escape, and they were all killed by seven or eight martial masters and hundreds of warriors.

However, no trace of the ghost face of the sand bandit leader was found in the entire canyon village.

This made Ye Fan and everyone a little confused, wondering where the leader of the sand bandit had gone.

The warriors cleared the entire sand village and found a large number of spoils. In the cellar, they found hundreds of boxes of gold and silver, and countless jewelry in various colors.

The amount of gold, silver and wealth made the guards and merchants dumbfounded.

These are all the caravans passing by the desert over the years, buying travel expenses from the sand bandits, or the harvests from the sand bandits robbed.

The Wu Zuns were not very interested in these gold, silver and jewelry, but they just picked some beautiful jewelry. The remaining gold and silver were all distributed to the guards of the horses who were desperately breaking through the Shazhai, and provided pensions to the dead guards' families.

What Zhao Zhong, Qin Yuer and other six martial masters were really interested in was the wealth of the two sand bandit leaders.

A second-level low-grade mysterious sword was found on the Bobcat, a second-level low-grade golden silk inner armor, and a dozen Yuan stones, as well as a bottle of elixirs for cultivation.

The second leader of the Sand Bandits has a book called "Second-level Trap Technique", dozens of Yuan stones, and a few fragmentary materials for making traps!

"How do you divide these?"

Zhao Zhong looked at Ye Fan and asked.

Ye Fan picked up the book "Trail Technique" and read it, and said, "This "Second-level Trail Technique" and the materials belong to me, and the remaining things are 50% off. You can choose half of them each!"

He was going to study this trap technique carefully, and maybe it would come in handy in the future.

The martial masters nodded, but there was no objection.

Ye Fan had the greatest effect in this battle, so he naturally chose it first. Besides, if he had not majored in "Trail Technique", he would not have much effect on this "Trail Technique".

The martial masters divided all these things, which was a small gain.

The inside and outside of the Shazhai were carefully cleaned up by thousands of people from the horse team, and almost everything that could be taken away was taken away, leaving almost nothing valuable.

At this moment, the guards who were in charge of guarding and looking out at the height of Shazhai shouted loudly: "Sir, a man and a beast are coming from the distance! Come from the oasis, look!"

Ye Fan was shocked and hurried out from the camp with the martial masters, standing at a high place of rock in Shazhai.

Only six or seven miles away were seen. A burly martial master with a black robe with a ghost mask on his face, carrying a huge mace in his hand, was standing on the head of a huge golden scorpion. The golden scorpion was more than ten feet tall, and a man and a beast were rushing towards the Shazhai.

"Ghost Face!"

Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back, his face darkened.

It seems that this great leader of the sand bandit, Ghost Face, is a powerful beast master. The golden scorpion under his seat is probably at the level of the fifth and sixth level of the Beast Lord. In addition, the "Ghost Face" itself has a cultivation level of above the fourth and fifth levels of the Martial Master Realm.

The combination of one man and one beast is probably very powerful, and is definitely not inferior to the second leader of the sand bandit.

This made Ye Fan feel a little alert.

"The leader of the sand bandit is finally here!"

"I thought he fled in fear of war, but I didn't expect that he would dare to come back. Since he came back to seek death, then we will fulfill his wish!"

"One of our nine martial masters fights against him, and he will definitely die!"

Zhao Zhong and other martial masters were full of fighting spirit, without any fear, but were excited.

Two of the three sand bandit leaders in the Martial Master Realm of Shazhai have been destroyed by them, and even hundreds of sand bandits in the entire Shazhai have been taken away.

Only the last Sand Bandit leader was left, even if he was quite strong, he was not afraid. After all, there were many people on their side and his chances of winning were great.

"Scorpion King! The mount on the ghost face is actually Scorpion King! How could this pet beast of the sand bandit leader be it!"

Zhou Jushang's face changed drastically, showing a look of fear.

"If I had known it was the Scorpion King, I shouldn't have provoked him!"

The other wealthy merchants and travelers saw it clearly, and they were all full of fear and regret.

"Is this scorpion very powerful? I see it as it is about the fifth grade of the Beast Lord. How powerful can it be?"

Zhao Zhong said strangely.

"You don't know that this scorpion is the strongest beast master in this desert. It has been elusive in the desert and killed countless merchants and guards! It has been rampant in this desert for less than ten years.

Although this golden scorpion is only the mid-stage Beast Lord’s cultivation level, I have heard some martial masters say that this is a top-quality golden scorpion.

There are even many martial masters who come to the desert to hunt it. Unfortunately, not only do not kill it, but many martial masters who die. We always thought it was a wild beast master, but we didn't expect that it turned out to be the mount pet beast of the 'ghost face' of the great leader of the sand bandit!"

Zhou Jushang looked extremely regretful.

Obviously, if he had known in advance, he would have to think carefully about whether to provoke this bandit.

After a while, Ghost Monster was already riding on his mount, a giant golden scorpion appeared hundreds of feet away from the sand village to stop.

He carried a mace and a golden ghost face. He looked at Shazhai with a heavy face, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

This sand village has obviously been occupied by the Martial Masters and the guards of the horse team, and the sand bandits have been killed or injured.

The third lynx and the second rushes are gone, nowhere to be seen, I don’t know whether it is death or life.

This made him quite regretful. He went to the oasis to find his pet Jin Scorpion. It took a short time to delay. If he had known that Shazhai would be captured so soon, he shouldn't have let the quicksand stay and defend Shazhai.

"You are so brave, you dare to attack my sand village! I want none of you to get out of this desert alive!"

Ghost face stood above the golden scorpion's head and said coldly.

"You're not a little angry. Are you the leader of the sand bandit 'ghost face'?"

"good!"

"The tone is so big, but it's useless. The bobcat and quicksand are dead, so sooner or later you will go down to accompany them!"

Qin Yuer immediately responded.

Ghost face was furious when he heard the quicksand and the bobcat being killed, but he quickly sank. Looking at everyone, he sneered gloomy.

"Hmph, there have been many martial masters who have caused trouble to me in this desert over the years, but those who dare to provoke me all died in this desert in the end! You are the same, you can't walk out of this desert alive. Enjoy this last moment. When you leave the oasis, you will give me the second and third ones a moment to pay for my life."

He stood above the head of the Golden Scorpion and did not rush to attack everyone in the canyon sand village.

This is a sand scorpion. It is best to fight in the desert, not on the rocks.

He gave a brief gesture to the Golden Scorpion. The Golden Scorpion immediately turned his head and ran towards the vast desert outside the canyon.

This large desert is closest to the small town outside, and it will take more than ten days to walk. As long as everyone dares to step into the desert, they will die.

He has plenty of time to kill all the martial masters of the horse team.

"It's over!"

"This ghost face is indeed extremely cunning! His Scorpion King has been surrounding this desert for more than ten years, and no one can fight it in the desert. We are trapped in this canyon oasis!"

"What should we do now? Let's stay in this canyon and not leave?"

Zhou Jushu, the wealthy merchants, and others all showed despair.

Their group has more than 2,000 people, and their water and food will be exhausted at most for one month. Sooner or later, even if they don’t enter the desert, they will not last for a month or two in this oasis and will be starved to death.

Zhao Zhong looked solemnly and looked at Ye Fan. "The mind and strength of this great leader of the sand bandit are far above the quicksand and the bobcat. What can Brother Ye do to kill this ghost face?"

"There is no choice but to fight hard! All of us, Martial Masters, will chase the ghost face and prevent him from escaping to the depths of the desert! Chase him now!"

Ye Fan shook his head lightly, immediately flew down from the canyon, jumped onto a horse, and chased the ghost face outside the canyon.

"Walk--!"

"All the martial masters go!"

"Stay the warriors, don't go to die! The rest are staying in Shazhai."

Everyone shouted and jumped onto their horses.

Rumble~~!

Ye Fan, Mu Bing and the other four, Zhao Zhong and two subordinates of Zhou Jushang, guards of Wu Zun, a group of nine horses raised a piece of sand and dust, chasing the desert outside the canyon, the leader of the sand bandit, Ghost Face.

Soon, the great leader of the sand bandit, Ghost Monk, Ye Fan and his party were more than ten miles away in the canyon and rushed into the desert.

The ghost-faced mount "Golden Scorpion" is a war beast, not a riding beast.

Riding beasts can easily travel thousands of miles.

The battle pet is no longer possible. Although it crawls very fast and can run even more than a war horse, it is not durable after all. After running for a long time, the golden scorpion will have to be exhausted.

Ye Fan and the nine people all had the most majestic secular BMWs. Although they were far inferior to those of the war beasts, they were very resistant to running. They only had to drink water, so it would be fine to run hundreds of miles in the desert.

"Ghost Face! You can't run far away. This is already a desert and you have gained all the advantages! We are here to compete, whether to live or die, each according to the destiny!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly.

"Okay! Let's decide the outcome here, let your life be lost!"

The leader of the bandit, Ghost Face, suddenly ordered the Golden Scorpion to stop, waved his heavy mace, and turned around to face the nine martial masters who were chasing him.
Chapter completed!