Bring a krypton gold system to be the leader of the clan

Wang Xiaolei was not in a hurry to take action. It was okay to let these disciples experience more, as long as they did not die.

While Wang Xiaolei was thinking, Pei Qianhu actually received a punch on the shoulder and cut down one of the robbers with a knife, and then quickly stepped forward to make up for it with a knife, killing the robber completely.

"What a brave boy, you are so brave."

When Wang Xiaolei saw this scene, he couldn't help but admired it.

It seems that after training in the training tower, the disciples' combat experience is not weak.

"There are still some differences between the monsters in the training tower and real people." Pei Qianhu grinned and panted.

"It's been pretty good."

After half a stick of incense, Wang Gaoda also eliminated his opponent. Apart from the large consumption of spiritual energy, he did not suffer any damage.

On the other hand, Kong Bowen and Su Wenjun were still fighting because they were slightly inferior to their opponents.

Especially Su Wenjun, a nine-year-old girl who has to fight with a robber who is about 30 years old, is really in a dilemma.

Wang Xiaolei secretly admired the girl with a huge difference in body size but a strong-looking girl who was wielding a long whip.

However, Wang Xiaolei did not intend to intervene, but simply sat cross-legged on the ground.

Wang Xiaolei was bored and humming a tune with a piece of grass in his mouth. After two sticks of incense, Kong Bowen finally caught his opponent's flaw and killed him with a single blow.

Afterwards, Kong Bowen collapsed directly to the ground, his own consumption was too great.

The last period of time was almost entirely supported by perseverance.

Nine-year-old Su Wenjun was dripping with sweat at this moment, and the hair next to his face was also wet with sweat.

However, she still gritted her teeth and persisted. It could be seen from her slightly trembling body that she had almost reached her limit.

Damn it, I'm going to die today.Li Xun turned sideways to avoid Su Wenjun's whip, feeling chilled in his heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of several young people watching around him, and the fear in Li Xun's heart became stronger and stronger.

"Junior sister, do you want us to help?" Pei Qianhu looked at Su Wenjun, who looked a little pale, and asked with some distress.

"Help your mother! Damn it!"

Li Xun saw Pei Qianhu's faint tendency to move forward, and couldn't help but curse directly.

It was already embarrassing that he couldn't even beat a little girl, but the other party still wanted to beat the few with more people.

"what!"

Just when Li Xun was filled with thoughts and furious, Su Wenjun seized the moment when he was distracted and whipped Li Xun hard in the face.

Li Xun screamed and felt a huge pain on his face. He stretched out his hand and touched it, and there was blood on his hand.

"A little brat with such ruthless methods."

Li Xun cursed angrily, "Watch the move!"

After saying that, Li Xun waved his left hand, and a puff of dust suddenly burst out in front of him, instantly hiding Li Xun's figure.

Where there is life, there is hope.Li Xun secretly thought in his heart, if I had known that the other party was so strong, I should have escaped earlier. I was stupid again.

"Do you have some tricks?"

Wang Xiaolei whispered to himself, then drew his sword and threw it.

Li Xun felt his heart beat faster and couldn't help but speed up his pace, but he heard the sound of breaking wind coming from behind him.

Before he could turn around, he saw the tip of the sword suddenly pierced through his chest, with bright red blood dripping from it.

I seem to be finished...

Li Xun felt a chill in his heart, and sadness surged into his heart. Then his feet softened and he fell heavily to the ground.

After several breaths of painful struggle, Li Xun completely lost his life.

Wang Xiaolei stepped forward and drew out his sword.

"Mission accomplished! I wonder what's going on with Zhang Bin..."

On Zhang Bin's side, he had almost finished cleaning the battlefield and buried all the enemy's corpses.

"Okay." Zhang Bin squinted, looked at the mound of soil buried in front of him, and said calmly.

"When Xiao Lei comes to join us, we can go back home."

Several disciples looked at each other, and they all saw fatigue in each other's eyes.

However, under this fatigue, there is also a bit of joy.

Not long after joining the Zixiao Sect, he had already achieved good results and could compete with monks in the middle stage of Qi training.

Everyone gained something from today’s battle.

Wait a long time.

"Zhang Bin, you kid, you still care about killing and burying me!"

Suddenly, a voice came. Zhang Bin looked for the voice and saw Wang Xiaolei and five disciples coming with a smile.

"This is natural. After all, we have to establish a good image for our disciples." Zhang Bin waved his hand and joked.

"Let's go back."

Wang Xiaolei glanced at the mound, then at Zhang San and other disciples, his eyes filled with relief.

The disciples are all in good condition, there is no look of fear in their eyes, and they seem to be mentally okay.

After Zhang Bin and Wang Xiaolei informed the villagers of the two villages about the situation, they controlled the flying boat and took the disciples back to the sect's headquarters.

This time, Zhui Feng and Bing Feng, the two spiritual beasts, came to really play the role, and there was no role for them from the beginning to the end.

Zixiao Sect, in front of Zixiao Hall.

Song Zizhen was instructing the new disciples to practice. The disciples sat cross-legged and listened intently to Song Zizhen's teachings.

Suddenly, Song Zizhen raised his head and cast his gaze into the distance.

"came back."

The disciples followed Song Zizhen's gaze and saw two flying boats approaching from a distance.

There were more than ten figures on the flying boat, and the leader looked very familiar.

"It's Deacon Wang Xiaolei and Deacon Zhang Bin!" A disciple whispered excitedly.

"When can I go to heaven?"

"Any time, you are so outrageous, you are going to heaven!"

"Go to hell……"

"Sect Master Senior Brother!"

The flying boat slowly landed in front of the hall under the control of the two men. Zhang Bin and Wang Xiaolei quickly stepped off the flying boat and greeted Song Zizhen with a smile.

"The gangsters have all been killed."

"Okay, okay! Thank you for your hard work, two junior brothers." Song Zizhen smiled slightly. He had already known it immediately.

Looking at the disciples behind them, Song Zizhen glanced at them one by one, with a rather satisfied smile on his face.

"It seems that everyone has gained something! Not bad, keep up the hard work."

"Thank you, Master!"

More than ten disciples clasped their fists and saluted Song Zizhen, their faces full of excitement and pride.

Especially Zhang San, his eyes are full of admiration for Song Zizhen. It is precisely because of the leader that he has the strength he has today.

Song Zizhen smiled and asked the more than ten disciples to go back to rest, and then asked the new disciples to carefully digest his instructions.

He led Zhang Bin and Wang Xiaolei into the side hall of Zixiao Hall and took their seats.

Then the two of them gave Song Zizhen a complete report on today's battle situation.

Song Zizhen listened quietly to the reports of the two junior brothers, nodding from time to time.

"It seems that Zhang San's performance is indeed remarkable!" Song Zizhen looked at Zhang Bin with a satisfied look on his face.

"Yes, in fact, this group of disciples are generally good, with perseverance and courage."

Speaking of this, Zhang Bin couldn't help but grin and laugh.

"When they grow up, Zixiao Sect has a promising future!" Wang Xiaolei couldn't help but say.