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Lin Fuping is now excited when he sees monks.

She was fed up with the hellish environment in the Western Desert, and she didn't know how her senior sister had been able to train in the Western Desert for more than ten years.

Now she wanted to quickly liberate these ghosts and then escape from the Western Desert without stopping.

Lin Fuping felt hopeful and quickened his pace.

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"Brother, which outside force is this kid from? He was released at such a young age.

But please don’t let it be from the Laozi Sword Sect.”

The sand bandit who was lying in ambush in the yellow sand and blending into it watched Lin Fuping approach. When he was close enough to see her young face clearly, he used his spiritual sense to communicate with his eldest brother.

"Shut up, you!"

The bandit leader who was lying in ambush at the front replied unhappily:

"You are such a bad mouth, can't you say something nice?

That female devil has already been chased away from the Western Desert, so what do we have to be afraid of?"

"Alas, I'm not afraid, but... the Sword Sect is really poor. I can't get anything out of them. It's not worth it."

The second bandit in command said with emotion, and the first bandit in command fell silent upon hearing this.

This is true!

"We shouldn't be so unlucky!"

The two of them were whispering, and Lin Fuping felt the fluctuation of spiritual consciousness within his range, knowing that they were talking, but Lin Fuping had no intention of exploring what they were talking about.

After all, she didn't care what the dead thought.

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"Master, those sand bandits are harming people again!"

The girl in the cage looked in the direction the bandits left, her eyes full of anger and sorrow.

The monk, who was surrounded by the crowd, opened his eyes upon hearing the words, clasped his hands together, sighed, and bowed from a distance in the direction of Lin Fuping.

"Amitabha, Buddha said: All things are suffering, only self-salvation can save you!"

"Master, what does the Buddha mean by this?"

The girl has a childish face and clear eyes full of doubts.

The monk lowered his eyes

"I can't help that donor. She has to rely on herself."

The girl was choked. She didn't expect the master to be so honest.

However, it is a fact that he and others are now trapped in the burning thorn cage and cannot help.

Now we can only pray that person can escape from these sand bandits.

However, she felt that the possibility of this was very small. After all, the targets chosen by these bandits were extremely precise every time. They were either lone monks from the outside world or groups of desert travelers with low overall strength.

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Close, close!

As Lin Fuping got closer, the bandits became restless.

Now we just have to wait for the lamb to step into the range of the quicksand array so that we can close the net.

I hope some good stuff will drop from her, and it won’t really be something from the Sword Sect. Otherwise, the quicksand formation I set up will suffer a great loss.

Quicksand Array, a fifth-order trap array suitable for use in deserts.

One step, two steps,...

Soon!

Just as Lin Fuping's foot was about to step into the formation and the sand bandits were about to attack, unexpectedly, Lin Fuping stopped with one foot suspended in the air.

?

The bandits were confused, and their leader had a bad feeling.

"what--"

The premonition came true. A huge head shot up into the sky and bright red blood spurted out like a small waterfall, dyeing the surrounding yellow sand red.

At the same time, the sword intent surged, strangling the cultivator's Nascent Soul to death.

"The wind is moving!"

The bandit leader exclaimed, and flew up first, swinging the meteor hammer in his hand with great force, heading towards Lin Fuping. The iron chain extended infinitely with a shocking force.

Lin Fuping lowered his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and did not dodge or evade.

boom--

The meteor hammer fell to the ground, carrying Lin Fuping's body with it.

?

So simple?

The bandit leader didn't believe it. After all, according to his spiritual sense detection, she was also a cultivator in the God Transformation stage. Although her breathing was unstable, it was obvious that she had just made a breakthrough.

However, he did not relax his guard, and even became more vigilant.

But others are different.

"Brother, did you take care of her?"

Seeing this, another Divine Transformation Monk rose from the desert, let down his guard and flew towards him.

"do not move!"

The bandit leader hurried to stop it, but it was too late.

A blue-green spiritual sword quietly disappeared into the yellow sand after killing the Nascent Soul cultivator.

At that time, everyone's attention was attracted by Lin Fuping and their boss, so they didn't notice it.

After all, it is not spiritual power that controls the spirit sword!

And now, the sword appeared again, with an indomitable sword intent and power, slashing towards the Divine Transformation Monk.

The Divine Transformation cultivator had a puzzled look in his eyes, felt a pain in his neck, and saw a familiar body appear in front of him.

Ah, it looks so familiar, where have you seen it before?

Also, why didn’t the eldest brother let me pass?

Unfortunately, I can only ask this question in the next life!

If there is a chance!

"Little brother!"

The eyes of the bandit leader were bloodshot as he watched his brother being beheaded. Even his Nascent Soul couldn't escape. He was filled with grief and anger. His aura was no longer restrained and the situation changed dramatically.

It turned out to be a great monk in the late stage of Spirit Transformation.

On the other side, Fanxing Sword made great contributions and was recalled by Lin Fuping.

Lin Fuping held the Star Sword in his hand, stepped on the Meteor Hammer, and smiled nonchalantly.

"Do you want me to take you to see him?"

"you wanna die!"

In his rage, he didn't even consider what had been hit by the meteor hammer.

He pulled the meteor hammer hard, trying to pull it back.

Lin Fuping felt the power coming from the soles of his feet and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You want it? Just tell me earlier, I'll give it back to you!"

As he spoke, Lin Fuping raised his foot, made a shooting gesture, and kicked the meteor hammer back.

The moment the meteor hammer was attacked, a ring of fire burst out and went towards Lin Fuping's feet. Fortunately, the cloud-patterned boots on her feet were of a high grade and prevented her feet from being exposed.

It has to be said that it was an unexpected idea to engrave a counter-attack formation on the weapon, but this does not change the reality that it was kicked back.

The meteor hammer with the power of Lin Fuping's feet smashed towards its owner. In addition, the force he had previously pulled was lost, and the sand bandit boss's body was unstable for a moment. (For details, please refer to the scene where the other side of the tug-of-war let go)

This moment alone determines the outcome.

With the meteor hammer in his arms, the bandit boss never expected that one day he would be injured by his own magic weapon. Before he could come to his senses from this reality, he saw a sword light following the meteor hammer and slashing towards him.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

"Meteor Falls!"

It seems like stars are falling!

The last thing the bandit leader saw was the starry sky appearing in the daytime.

Under the surging sword intent, the Nascent Soul that had not yet escaped was turned into dust along with its body.

However, Lin Fuping was careful to avoid the bandit's storage ring, as that was his trophy and he couldn't let it get damaged.

The remaining six Yuanyings below saw their leaders falling one after another before they had a chance to come on the field, and they immediately fled in all directions.

They had no thoughts of revenge. They had gathered together for the sake of profit, and now that disaster was imminent, they naturally flew away.