In Loulan City, the wind and sand were permeated, the bell was ringing, and only Ning Huan's voice echoed quietly above the wind and sand.

On both sides of Ning Huan, those golden-armored warriors who originally guarded the palace gate now looked at Ning Huan as if they were looking at gods and demons.

Especially with such a terrifying strength of destroying the door with his bare hands, if he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he couldn't have imagined that such a thin man had such an amazing strength in his body.

Ning Huan shook his head and sighed, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the power of his palm.

"Sure enough, I haven't made a move for too long, so it's a bit of a regression."

With that, he withdrew his hand, then slapped it again.

I only heard another loud bang, and the palace gate, which had already sunk a big pit backwards, directly broke free from the door shaft and flew several feet away before it landed.

I saw a bunch of trembling warriors standing behind the door, looking at the iron gate under their feet, and then looking at Ning Huan at the door, they didn't dare to take a step for a while.

It's really a one-man siege.

10,000 people bowed their heads.

Ning Huan looked around the palace gate, but did not find the person he wanted: "Where is King Loulan?" ”

He asked softly.

While asking questions, he was also walking towards the palace.

With every step he took, the warriors with sharp blades stepped back, and none of them dared to come forward to confront him.

Until these warriors could not retreat, finally some people couldn't stand it anymore and rushed towards Ning Huan with a sharp long knife in hand.

Ning Huan quietly watched the warrior rushing towards him, with a somewhat sarcastic smile on his expression: "Why bother? ”

"There are so many cowards behind you, why do you want to be this hero?"

The warrior didn't care about it, a knife slashed at Ning Huan's face, Ning Huan stretched out his finger, and flicked it weakly, only to see that the steel knife in the warrior's hand instantly cracked from it, and he slashed it with a knife, only cutting a lonely.

There was silence all around.

Everyone looked at Ning Huan and snapped the steel knife with a flick in the void.

If the target of this bomb is not a steel knife, but a human body, who would dare to say that their bones are harder than steel knives?

The brave warrior looked at the sword in his hand, and for a moment he woke up like a dream, fell to his knees and wept bitterly, his whole body trembling, and sweating like rain.

Ning Huan shook his head and smiled, and walked straight ahead.

The hundreds of warriors in front of them moved to both sides like a tide, making way for Ning Huan.

A large road leading directly to the palace.

Ning Huan walked forward in their welcome and walked to the end of the road.

Then the black-haired young man looked back at the people who were trembling and did not dare to swing their knives at him.

"I think you've all forgotten my name."

"Then I'll say it again."

"My name is Ning Huan, and you all like to call me a miserable old man, but I appreciate those who dare to call me by my name."

As soon as the four words of the miserable old man came out, everyone invariably put down their weapons and looked at this young man who obviously looked no more than twenty years old, and looked at each other.

The miserable old man has been famous in the Western Regions for decades, and now he is sixty or seventy years old.

How could it be such a young man?

But his martial arts are like a god, so terrifying that people can't resist at all, and people faintly believe that he is a miserable old man.

Ning Huan watched everyone's reactions, laughed lightly, and then whistled, and in the crisp whistle, he stepped into the palace.

In this palace, a man dressed in red is sitting on a chair and shivering.

"You said you wouldn't come back."

He was over half a hundred years old and said tremblingly.

"That's right." Ning Huan stepped forward step by step and came to the front of the man in red.

"But I'm back now."

"I've been sitting here for seventeen years."

"Now, I'm here to get it."

This man in red was the King of Loulan, but he was trembling on the throne at this time, and he didn't see the so-called kingly demeanor at all, he just looked at Ning Huan in despair: "If I hand over the Bone Erosion Sword to you." ”

"Will you spare my life?"

At this time, seeing that his hundreds of guards were suppressed by the gray-clothed man in front of him, he didn't dare to take a step forward at all, and the despair in King Loulan's heart could almost drown him.

Ning Huan smiled: "I haven't killed anyone here, as long as you are obedient, why should I kill you." ”

King Loulan suddenly jumped down from his throne as if he had been pardoned: "My lord, come with me." ”

"Come with me, sir."

The king of Loulan is dressed in red, this is the king of Loulan country, in the Western Regions, Loulan country can also be called a big country, there are hundreds of thousands of people, nearly 10,000 soldiers, and Loulan country is on the silk road, the merchants are prosperous, and the Loulan country is rich and prosperous.

But it is such a big country in the Western Regions, when facing Ning Huan, a top master, he is like a fish on the anvil of the other party and let it be slaughtered.

The king of Loulan had no retinue, or Ning Huan did not allow him to have an entourage, the two of them came to the apse, opened a heavy stone door, and entered the underground, only to see both sides of the tunnel, jewels, displaying all kinds of treasures, but Ning Huan did not squint, all the way forward.

And at the end of the tunnel, see a heavy iron door again.

This time, Ning Huan did not raise his hand to bang on the door, but turned his gaze to King Loulan: "Open the door." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." King Loulan agreed, he trembled and took out a golden key from the inner pocket of his clothes, reached into the lock hole of the iron door, twisted it hard, only to hear a click, and the iron door instantly cracked a gap.

Through the crack, a dazzling golden light shot out of it, like a sharp sword separating the darkness.

Ning Huan stood still and said quietly: "Push it away." ”

King Loulan has never been treated like a lowly servant like this, but at this time, his life hangs in the hands of others, and if he wants to live, he can only compromise.

He pressed against the iron door, his feet from the shoulders down, and finally pushed the heavy iron door open little by little, only to see that the dazzling golden light gradually widened with the increase of the gap, and finally let people see everything behind the iron door.

I saw that behind the iron door is a round treasure room, the treasure room is burning six ever-bright lamps in all directions, this ever-bright lamp is obviously made of blubber fat, the fire is bright and less smoke, but Loulan is located in the depths of the interior, where can the whales be caught, it is nothing more than the goods brought by the merchants to sell here, but in this way, the price will more than double.

Under the illumination of the lantern, the entire treasure room was covered with mountains of gold coins and precious stones, and the golden light was reflected on the gold by the light of the lantern.

And just surrounded by the mountain of gold coins, you can see a dark green bone sword being placed on the golden sword platform, the color is dull, with a slight killing and cold color.

It is the so-called Bone Eater Sword.

"Go and get the Bone Eater." Ning Huan stood outside the treasure room and said calmly.

Motionless on their own.