Zhou Fan led the Thirteenth Team of Warriors to the end of the area where the Twelveth Team was responsible for today, and then started sweeping back from the end.

After killing more than a dozen nightmare spirits, Zhou Fan turned his head and looked at the members of the Thirteenth Team. He said impatiently: "You are too slow to clean the battlefield. There should be no danger behind me. I won't wait for you anymore. If you really have something that can't be dealt with, I'll send me a signal."

Zhou Fan used the phantom-level body technique and ran forward.

"grown ups……"

The warriors of the Thirteenth Team were stunned and looked at the phantom that was about to disappear from their sight.

"Late. Slot, hurry up, don't be too slow, we must keep up with the adults."

"Split apart, scatter, and part of the people go to the front to clean up first, and the people behind to follow."

"Shame, shame, so many people can't even do a good job of cleaning the battlefield..."

The warriors of the Thirteenth Team became busy like a blush. The efficiency of the Thirteenth Team was divided into two groups was instantly improved.

Zhou Fan was alone, saving the time to wait for the Thirteenth Team to clear the battlefield. The efficiency was also soaring. The nightmare spirits in this area were constantly dying, and the number was rapidly decreasing.

Half an hour later, Zhou Fan finally saw the figure of the 12th Team of Warriors. He turned around and ran for a while, and saw the 13th Team of Warriors who were following.

The warriors of the Thirteenth Team were breathing slightly. In the past half hour, they had worked hard and kept cleaning the battlefield. Only then did the sixteen people barely catch up with Zhou Fan's progress.

"Yes, there are some people in the front, and the 12th Team are not far away. Pick up as much as you can. Don't conflict with them. I will go to the area under the charge of Team 11. This time I will start from the tail, and you can just take a detour from the tail of District 12." Zhou Fan praised the sixteen people and floated towards the area under the charge of Team 11.

The warriors of the Thirteenth Team were slightly stunned, and then they didn't even bother to say anything, so they ran forward to clear the battlefield.

There was a look of confusion on their faces. They didn't expect that simply sweeping the battlefield would be so tired and so tired.

Lord Zhou’s physical strength is too good. Isn’t he tired?… The warriors of the Thirteenth Team were a little disappointed.

Lord Zhou didn’t say he was tired, so how could they dare to say he was tired?

Fortunately, this is a very fulfilling thing, although it is tiring but fulfilling. Looking at the accumulated spoils and military achievements, what is it that a little tired?

They gritted their teeth and supported them. The warriors of the Thirteenth Team cleaned the battlefield for a while. Listening to the sound of fighting in front of them, they knew that the Thirteenth Team was faintly in front of them. They gave up this area and ran towards the tail of the Thirteenth Team as Lord Zhou said.

In fact, even if Lord Zhou doesn’t give any advice, they can’t even finish cleaning the battlefield. How could they have the intention to have any conflicts with the warriors of the 12th Team?

"You said you found the figure of the Yiluansi warrior ahead?" The captain of the 12th Team, Jiudali Pingxi, said in surprise Yin Zhenyue.

In front of him were the two Yiluansi censors in the team responsible for exploring the front.

One of the two said, "It is confirmed that they are warriors from the Sifu, but they didn't come over. They just looked away from a distance and headed towards the front. It was too late for us to catch up."

"It should be the team where the Siping Envoy was to support him." Yin Zhenyue waved his hand without caring at all, "Let's continue."

However, Yin Zhenyue led the 12th team of warriors to run forward for a while, and then they stood up in shock.

Because the remaining corpses on the ground were cut off, the certificate of military merit and materials were picked up, this means that it is likely that someone had swept the front.

"This should be done by the team just now." Yin Zhenyue laughed dryly and said, "It's okay, we can't kill the Nightmare Spirit anyway. If we continue to move forward a little, there will definitely be one."

So Yin Zhenyue led the 12th team to speed up the speed again, but they ran all the way without seeing any nightmare spirits, and all they saw were the scattered corpses.

"I don't believe it, hurry up!" Yin Zhenyue shouted loudly.

Without the nightmare spirit to deal with, they quickly rushed to the end of the area responsible today. Yin Zhenyue was a little stunned. There was really no nightmare spirit. Now he had to believe it even if he didn't believe it.

"Sir, you can't go there anymore." A warrior said with a bitter face.

"Nonsense!" Yin Zhenyue glared at the warrior in anger, "Who is it? Who is it that he is making such a big joke to me, Old Yin?"

"If you want to kill Yanling, doesn't you have his own area? Why do you want to come to the area I am responsible for?"

Yin Zhenyue called the two treacherous officers over and said calmly: "Think about it, are there anyone you know among the warriors you see? This team is definitely not the team of Siping Envoy!"

Siping prevents adults from doing such things so bored.

The two treacherous officers thought seriously, and one of them hesitated: "It seems to be the warrior of the Thirteenth Squad."

When we left the camp today, the 12th Team was next to the 13th Team, so they still had some impression of the warriors of the 13th Team.

"Is the Thirteenth Team?" Yin Zhenyue looked murderous, "It must be them. Their area was originally next door to us. Who led the team? Is it stupid to be a miserable person? Is our area a mistake? I regard our area as their area?"

"But this is not right. Even if they walked into the wrong area, they wouldn't be able to be so fast. They must have deliberately run to the front and made trouble for me!"

"The captain of the Thirteenth Team is Zhou Fan, the inspector of Luoshui Township." The remembered warrior replied.

"Zhou Fan?" Yin Zhenyue had some impression of Zhou Fan. He looked cold, "This person must have been hiding, and we don't have to work hard to find him. Let's go and ask Siping to make a statement. Today I will definitely want Zhou Fan to give me an explanation!"

Yin Zhenyue soon led the 12th team to find the team of Gu Yuquan, the Pingdong envoy in the front.

"Mr. Gu, you have to judge me about this matter. Zhou Fan of the Thirteenth Team..." Yin Zhenyue was angry and told about Zhou Fan's bad behavior.

"You said that Zhou Fan led the Thirteenth Team to sweep away all the night spirits in your area. I know this." Gu Yuquan's face slightly slapped. He didn't expect Zhou Fan to move so quickly.

Yin Zhenyue widened his eyes and said, "Director Gu, do you know?"

Gu Yuquan tried to underestimate: "Actually, I agreed to him do this."

Yin Zhenyue said in a confused manner: "Sir, I don't understand."

"Actually, this is the case. The Thirteenth Team's own area has been swept, and he has taken his own team..."

"Wait." Yin Zhenyue interrupted, and he said in disbelief: "Did you say that the 13th team led by Zhou Fan have wiped out his area?"
Chapter completed!