Just when his steel knife was about to fall on the top of Ji Tian's head, a broken sword flew from which direction and shattered his broadsword, and at this time, a man wearing a black robe and Ji Tianling and others of the same age stood in front of several people, concise and to the point, and said to the leader of the sand thieves: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

However, at this time, the leader of the sand thieves looked at the man in front of him, and couldn't help but think of a legend in the desert in recent years, a legend like death for the sand thieves.

Since a few years ago, the various sand pirate organizations that used to dominate the desert have been decreasing, and the reason for their obliteration is said to be a teenager with a broken sword.

According to rumors, the young man was a member of a caravan that passed through the desert to do business, but that time the caravan was killed by the sand thief group because he refused the conditions of a sand thief group, but unexpectedly, a young man escaped and took many of the caravan materials with him.

A year later, the nightmare of the sand pirates began, and the neglected youth and his terrifying speed grew, and he began to snipe the fearsome team of sand pirates, and with each battle, his cultivation rose from the first master to the grandmaster, and then from the grandmaster to the martial king!

However, in a great war, he met a fierce Martial Emperor sand thief in the desert, and after the two battled, the young man escaped from the pursuit of the Martial Emperor with his rich combat experience and his sword that was interrupted by the Martial Emperor.

After more than a year, the young man took his broken sword and found the sand thief group led by the strong man of the Martial Emperor who had chased him, and he annihilated the sand thief group with two strong men of the Martial Emperor with the power of one person, and then he released a sentence that made all the sand thieves frightened: My name is Mo Jianxin, I was a member of the business caravan back then, and I swear again that if there are sand thieves who do evil within two years, I will kill all the people who have been sand thieves!

A year after the young man spoke, most of the sand pirate organizations in the desert had washed their hands and no longer robbed the monks and the people, while only a few sand thieves at the level of Emperor Wu still went their own way, ignoring the young man's oath.

Looking at the young man in front of him and the broken sword in his hand, the killing group that Ji Tianling and the others encountered thought of this legend, their teeth kept chattering, and the leader spoke: "Xiu... Shura... Mo Jianxin!"

Looking at the young man in front of him who had a strong contrast between the cold breath and the hot breath of the desert, Ji Tianling had another idea in his heart to accept his brother, and said to Shi An and Qian Xinchuanyin: "Fat man, Xiao An, how many do you think he can rank among the top ten sons?"

After Shi An and Qian Xin glanced at each other after hearing this, Qian Xin said solemnly: "Boss, this person in front of me already has a deep understanding of the sword, and we don't know his hole cards yet, just looking at this, he won't lose to anyone." ”

Speaking of this, Qian Xin suddenly reacted, laughed evilly, Shi An seemed to react too, and said to Ji Tianling: "Boss, aren't you, this man is such a hero, challenging a sand thief in the desert alone, so that ordinary people in the desert have a good life where they are no longer afraid, we are like this, isn't it a little bad!"

Hearing this, Ji Tianling looked at the black-clothed young man in front of him and said to the two of them: "If he trains with us, the future road will be broader, think about it, according to the legend, his cultivation was growing at an extremely fast rate a year ago, but now, the speed has decreased, which means that he should change to a stronger environment, and we can subdue all the sand thieves with him, in this way, it also gives the monks and mortals of the desert good conditions!"

After Shi An heard Ji Tianling's words, his originally somewhat wavering position immediately stood back, and the few of them all had one thing in common, that is, they liked to compete with the young people with the strongest talent cultivation on the mainland!

And at the same time, Mo Jianxin looked at the sand thieves kneeling down and begging for mercy in front of him, there was no trace of pity in his eyes, and when he was about to raise his sword and kill them, Ji Tianling stood up, grabbed his hand, and said: "This fellow Daoist, it's good to abolish their cultivation, why do you need to kill them all?"

Mo Jianxin turned his head and glanced at Ji Tianling coldly, and then his gaze was fixed on the Xuanyuan Sword on his back, a trace of faint admiration flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly looked away, and threw the sand thieves aside.

Mo Jianxin said to Ji Tianling: "I let them go not because of you, but because of your sword, I can see that it is extraordinary, but it lacks murderous energy!"

Ji Tianling smiled when he heard this: "The sword itself is not murderous, it is just a reflection of the sword man's heart, I don't know if you can understand my sword, I can also understand your sword, although your sword is broken, but the remaining half of the sword body is full of murderous aura, and this murderous aura is not only fierce, but also painful!"

Hearing this, Mo Jianxin looked at Ji Tianling's gaze and became even colder, he suddenly felt that the man in front of him was not as simple as it seemed, and even the comprehension of the sword path must not be too much!

The sand thieves who had been abolished and repaired on the side were full of emotion for the rest of their lives, looking at the few people who were talking, they rolled and crawled to endure their physical discomfort and fled from this area.

After seeing them leave, Ji Tianling released his true cultivation and said to Mo Jianxin: "Why don't we have a fight, you win, I will give you this peerless sword, but if you lose, you have to follow me and fight the world with me, are you willing!"

Mo Jianxin looked at Ji Tianling, whose momentum was rising in front of him, and an extremely strong and surging battle intent surged in his heart, and said: "If your cultivation is weaker than me, I naturally don't want to, but it turns out that you and I are both martial emperors, what reason do I have not to want your sword!"

As soon as Mo Jianxin's words fell, and when he was about to make a move, Ji Tianling made a pause gesture, took out two extremely ordinary iron swords, and said to him: "Since you are a gentleman, I am not a villain, we don't need to cultivate, compared to the way of the sword, what do you think?"