I Just Want To Quietly Kill Monsters And Upgrade

Yang Fan and Dong Qile also took away a set of Class A crossbows and a hundred darts. Yang Fan asked Li Tiefeng to put away the remaining crossbows and darts.

Afterwards, Yang Fan said: "Time is limited, I will show you a demonstration first, and then you will practice the operation and watch it yourself."

After that, Yang Fan took out the Class A crossbow, then took out three iron arrows from the quiver, and skillfully installed the iron arrows.

Whoosh whoosh——

Three arrows were fired in a row, piercing Yang with a hundred steps, and finally the iron arrow sank deeply into the boulder. The lethality was so powerful that everyone present was shocked.

Li Tiefeng was shocked: "Ahuang, the lethality of this crossbow is so strong, can it deal with an earth-level powerhouse?"

Yang Fan said: "It can deal with the early stage Practitioner. However, the anti-shock force of this crossbow is very strong. Without deep skill, it can't control this crossbow."

This is the difference between the A-class crossbow and the A-class Zhuge crossbow. The A-class crossbow requires a strong skill to exert its due power, while the A-class Zhuge crossbow has no such restriction, even if it is a farmer without internal skills. Can easily control Zhuge crossbow.

Don't look at Yang Fan's ease of maneuvering Class A bows and crossbows. That's because he has a lot of skills. Even the average early stage Practitioner is not as good as him.

Yang Fan also wanted to forge some A-grade Zhuge crossbows, but the parts of Zhuge crossbows were complicated and difficult to forge, so Yang Fan forged a simpler A-grade crossbow.

"Hahaha..." Li Tiefeng laughed and said, "With this bow and crossbow in hand, the Blood Eagle Hall is coming, and I am not afraid."

Yang Fan was ashamed and said: "Old Li, don't float, the higher you float, the worse you fall."

It was night, Yang Fan taught them some fighting skills, time was limited, he couldn't conduct systematic training, he could only train them simply.

When dawn came, Yang Fan gathered the people and said: "The people of the Star-Moon Alliance will act with me. The mission of this operation is to investigate the ins and outs of the looters, and to recover the materials as much as possible."

"Yes, instructor!" everyone in the Star-Moon Alliance said in unison, they already regard the Ancient Desolate Sword Saint as their leader.

Dong Qile asked, "Big brother, what about me?"

Yang Fan said: "You stay at the iron knife gate and be responsible for the accountability of the World Chamber of Commerce. Even if you don't recover the full amount of the loss, you have to make them work hard to increase the intensity of the investigation."

"Yes, big brother!" Dong Qile was helpless, he couldn't do martial arts, so he could only do this kind of auxiliary work, otherwise, he wanted to take part in the action.

Li Tiefeng took out a jug of wine, threw it to Yang Fan, and said, "Ahuang, Lao Li is not ready, so he will take this wine for you. I wish you a smooth trip and invincible!"

"Okay!" Yang Fan took the wine jar, opened the lid, took a sharp sip, and said, "Go!"

Yang Fan set off with everyone from the Star-Moon Alliance, and the group left the iron knife gate and hurried to Yuhang Town.

When he came to Yuhang Town, Yang Fan said to everyone in the Star-Moon Alliance: "This trip is risky. We are facing enemies with unknown strength, and it may even be a trap. Therefore, this mission is not enforced. Who wants to quit? Yes, you can opt out now."

Xuan Kun said: "The instructor doesn't need to say much, the most are killed in battle, it's not a big deal."

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Okay, let's go!"

In fact, Yang Fan wanted to investigate by himself. With these people, there are too many people and it is not convenient to act.

But Yang Fan changed his mind to give them more actual combat experience. Even if they died in battle, they would lose some attributes at most, which is not a big deal.

Afterwards, Yang Fan led everyone to the teleportation hall. His plan was to travel to Taizhou via the teleportation array, and then to Geling.

"Wait!"

Everyone was about to enter the teleportation hall, but was stopped by an old man in black. The old man said: "First show your identity and verify it before you can use the teleportation array."

Without saying a word, Yang Fan took out the identity token of the Refining Association and handed it to the old man.

The old man's attitude was a bit arrogant, he took the token casually, and then checked the identity information.

After a while, the black-clothed old man shook his hand and said with some trepidation: "It turns out to be Xiao Shao. The little old man is a bit clumsy. Don't blame Shao Shao. Please, Shao Shao!"

The black-clothed old man let him go immediately. He couldn't recognize that this bald head was the ancient sword saint, otherwise, how could he dare to be so arrogant?

"Good to say!" Yang Fan nodded, led everyone into the teleportation formation, and then paid the teleportation fee.

"No, no, Huang Shao is a member of the Refining Association, no transmission fee." The black-clothed old man waved his hand quickly, not accepting Yang Fan's copper coin.

Yang Fan threw a small bag to the old man, and said, "Take it, your uncle Huang won't even be able to afford this transmission fee. Send it to Taizhou, hurry up."

"Yes, Xiaoxiao!" the black-clothed old man responded, but he was overexcited, his hands trembled, and he pressed the wrong direction, and he wanted to change it too late.

"Oh, oh, it's Zhong Taizhou!" The black-clothed old man cried out in his heart. This Taizhou and Taizhou are quite different from each other, thousands of miles apart. He actually pressed the wrong button. If the ancient sword saint returns, he must not be skinned. .

"Oh, I hope the young man doesn't blame him, otherwise, the little old man will have to run away." The old man murmured to himself, looking a little annoyed.

Suddenly, the black-clothed old man's eyes lit up and said, "Hey, Taizhou and Taizhou are pronounced similarly. If Huang Shao blames it, I will say that I have heard it wrong. In this way, Huang Shao can't blame me. Hey, Just do it, the little old man is quite clever!"

The old man in black boasted a lot and was quite proud.

...

Outside of the teleportation array in Yuhang Town, a thief-eyed person saw Yang Fan and others leave through the teleportation array, and sent a message: "The target has left the teleportation array and is heading towards Taizhou, please pay attention!"

After sending the message, the person quietly left the teleportation hall and disappeared.

On the other side, Yang Fan and the members of the Star-Moon Alliance came out of the teleportation formation. They were greeted by a straight-faced middle-aged man who looked like a zombie with a cold expression.

"Identity card!" The zombie-faced man said three words coldly, then stopped talking and gave no instructions.

Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and a hundred grassy horses whizzed past his heart. Seeing this guy's expression, he seemed to owe him a thousand and eighty thousand, and his tone was cold below zero.

Without saying anything, Yang Fan took out the identity token of the Refining Tool Association and threw it to the zombie-faced man.

The zombie-faced man took the identity token and checked it carefully. His eyes seemed to become a little relieved, and he said, "It turns out to be the ancient sword saint of the Ancient City Artifact Association. The ancient sword saint is here to participate in the art refining competition. , Please go to the Taizhou Refining Association to register, there will be a commissioner to receive."

After all, the zombie-faced man handed the identity token to Yang Fan respectfully, and his expression didn't seem so stiff.

"Artifact Refining Competition? What the hell?" Yang Fan looked inexplicable. He didn't hear clearly that the other party was talking about Taizhou. After receiving the identity token, he led everyone out of the teleportation hall.

"Hey, it doesn't seem to be Taizhou here!"

After walking out of the teleportation hall, Xuan Kun looked at the surrounding streets and said the doubts in his heart.

"This f*ck, it's really not Taizhou!" After Yang Fan saw the signs on the street, he immediately scolded his mother. The old man in Yuhang Town, sentiment made a mistake and sent them to Taizhou.

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