Excalibur Invincible System

Chapter 470 Retreat Operation
Yang Fan's words were extremely arrogant, but now that these words are on the level, there is no way for the Yinfeng commander to do anything. Judging from the contest just now, Yang Fan's strength is not weak. It may not be possible to win it, and it may cause some troubles for myself.

In order to be able to maintain my identity and majesty, I now choose to calm down temporarily.

"Deputy Commander, organize the evacuation, the battle here is over."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the words of the Yinfeng Commander.

Here these days, almost everyone has a different experience of life and death, and even some teams have lost a lot of personnel, just like Yang Fan, who have experienced life and death several times. It can be seen that the people here How dangerous and critical the situation is.

But for this demon lord, the rest of the people are full of interest.

Who on earth is this demon lord who can confront this leader-level powerhouse head-on, and these days, the reason why the battle can be resolved so quickly seems to be that someone is fueling the flames from the middle.

In the outskirts before, the appearance of a swordsman-level powerhouse suspected to have alarmed all parties.

The news Yang Fan brought back was naturally very important, and it also made the people in the Dust Void Hall seem to be afraid of something, and began to organize their retreat one after another.

This time, the battle of the Akiyama Sword Sect was very fierce. Although it was said that Wan Sensheng could not become the person who controlled the situation, under this chaotic battle, the old suzerain was finally forced to death.

Now the suzerain of the Qiushan Sword Sect has come to a girl who is only 17 years old.

But that's all for later.

Commander Yinfeng left after speaking.

The farmer glanced at Yang Fan first, but he didn't see that Yang Fan had such great ability before, and even the Yinfeng Commander was not the latter's opponent.

From this point of view, if the two directly advance to the battle on the ring, it may not be accurate to say who wins and who loses.

"Fourty-sixty-seven by water, three-five-nine by land, each separated by fifty miles, keep in touch with each other! Rest for half a day, and set off at midnight!"

The farmer said, and assigned this retreat task.

"Yes!"

All the people shouted, which also meant that this time the battle was completely over, and it finally came to an end. Although it didn't take long, it only took four or five days from receiving the mission to today.

Being able to evacuate here alive is already a kind of luck in itself.

Yang Fan was in Group Nine, so he naturally took the land route.

"It seems that I can't go with you, but if there is a big pervert, the Demon Lord, in your team, you don't have to worry about your safety."

Bai Feng said to the mountain ghost.

The two can be regarded as rivals, and they can also be regarded as close friends in the boudoir. The relationship between each other is very mysterious, but in this hell camp, if you can meet today, you will not know where you are tomorrow. Naturally, you must cherish every time. Maybe this time, it's a farewell.

"Take care of yourself!"

Say goodbye to each other.

Just when Bai Feng was about to lead his prison team to leave, he suddenly turned around and waved to Yang Fan behind him.

"Hey, boy, I know you can do it, kill that dead bastard!"

Bai Feng gave Yang Fan a thumbs up, and Yang Fan also looked up at Bai Feng, and responded with a thumbs up in the same way.

"You are also very good."

People from the three prisons and five prisons.

Yang Fan didn't know the people in the third prison, but the white wolf and others in the fifth prison already knew that Yang Fan had some strength, but after that, when they watched Yang Fan fight against the Yinfeng Commander , and in the end they actually directly provoked the other party.

Letting out such cruel words made the white wolf and the others completely stunned by Yang Fan.

"What is the origin of this Demon Lord?"

If Bai Lang and the others think that they can walk with such a pervert, then the danger on this road should be minimized.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong along the way."

Yang Fan couldn't help saying, why everyone was so nervous, after saying goodbye to each other, they were silently preparing to leave.

As the warden, the mountain ghost does not need to follow the team, but their responsibilities are also very important. They need to observe secretly here, and at the same time, it is also a communication between the wardens. Strictly speaking, this prison Between the chief and the warden is the real group.

"The rebellious party has already been killed and retreated, but it is not ruled out that some people will interfere with it, and may ambush along the road. After all, such things have happened before."

Lengque said.

"Well, you have to be more careful."

Yang Fan nodded.

This time they are going back to their headquarters. Although the outside world knows that there is the base camp of the Hell Camp, no one has ever known about it. Therefore, this large-scale retreat requires great caution.

Lengque's team returned to their small yard. Among them, Lengque went out for a while, and then came back with a sign.

"In order to cover up my whereabouts, I took a mission token from the Swordsmen's Guild and left the city one after another tonight. Our team is the first one. This mission is to mix with a caravan and head to the Purple Mansion Royal City."

This is the usual method in the past. It is obviously more natural to integrate that figure into some caravans.

Of course, the rewards for these tasks are simply things they don't care about.The opponents you encounter are usually simple things.

midnight.

The black wind blew across the city wall.

A caravan gathered at the gate of the city one after another. They came from other cities, not Lianjiang City, and their destination was the Prince City of Zifu.

Not everyone can own a storage ring, so most merchants use the most traditional mode of transportation, horse-drawn carriages, and the value of the storage ring far exceeds that of the goods. If it is robbed, then the loss cannot be made up for.

"Hey, this heroine, since our supply trucks are limited this time, I can only invite you to sit in this truck."

A fat steward came over and said.

When he looked at Lengque, he had a flattering expression on his face. Although he said he was not from the Jianghu, but when he saw his captain of the guard, his arm was directly twisted by this young girl who looked very young. With such a terrifying record, it is natural to be quite respectful to this Lengque.

Although I don't know the identities of these people, this is good news for this cargo transportation. As long as there are powerful guardians here, there is nothing to be afraid of. As for the fear of these people coming to rob, That's even more unnecessary, as the girl's strength is enough to wipe out their caravan.

All in all, this caravan was just lucky enough to run into these masters.

The fat steward was quite sensible and didn't ask too many questions.

And the truck has also become a very good hiding place. Yang Fan and others landed on these trucks, respectively controlling these teams within their sight range. The only supply truck, of course, belongs to the This is cold sparrow.

"Cheer up, let's go!"

The fat steward said, and then the convoy left the city in a loose manner.

outside the city gate.

The city lord Tan Yaoxian personally led the team and ambushed outside the city. Although it is true that the leader of a majestic city did such a thing, it would be disrespectful, but what happened last time was messed up, which made Tan Yaoxian very passive now. This time, if he can't complete the task, then his position as the city lord may not be guaranteed.

Although it is said that Chenxudian and others have already retreated, but if they want to take Tan Yaoxian's life, it is only a matter of gestures.

"Listen to me clearly, none of these caravans will be let go!"

"City Lord, who are these people, why kill them directly if they are not in the city?"

"Idiot, these people are all from the Zhao family in the royal city. If they act blatantly, even though they are only some very collateral disciples, if something happens to them, if the Zhao family traces them down, we will definitely die!"

Tan Yaoxian said to the captain of the personal guard beside him.

Wangcheng Zhao family!

This is a huge monster, but why does he want to fight against the people of the Zhao family in the royal city? It's just that the captain who was scolded just now stopped talking, and a fire dragon formed of torches appeared on the road ahead.

The team slowly approached, and there were only more than 30 people in total.

When these people approached, Tan Yaoxian and the others gently drew out their weapons.

"Listen to my orders!"

The people under him were all listening with their ears upright, waiting for Tan Yaoxian's order to go and kill him.

But it was found that there was no sound for a long time.

"My lord? My lord, if you don't do anything, the team will pass!"

When the captain of the personal guard turned his head, he saw a dark figure approaching him.

"finger!"

This finger hit the throat of the captain of the guard with incomparable accuracy, directly smashing the throat.

At the last moment before he died, the captain of the personal guard saw that all the teammates lying around who were about to attack had died, and the first one to die was naturally the city lord Tan Yaoxian!
Just like that, he died silently in the hands of these people.

Yang Fan and Weasel counted the heads, and there were more than 50 people in ambush here, but under the attack of the two, these people were killed before they even made a move.

"It's him?"

When Yang Fan saw Tan Yaoxian, he was obviously taken aback.

But the weasel didn't find out the identity of Tan Yaoxian. To him, they were just a group of ordinary bandits, and if they were all killed, they would be clean. Yang Fan didn't disturb the weasel either.

Weasel patted Yang Fan.

With a soft call, withdraw!
The fat steward sitting at the front of the convoy couldn't help tightening the clothes in front of him.

A pair of eyes looked nervously at the surrounding environment.

"Why does it feel gloomy..."

(End of this chapter)