At this time, the holy city is lit up with lights, and every corner is filled with a pleasant atmosphere.

Because, the day of the Holy Sacrifice is coming, when the sacred tree will shed the light of blessings, and everyone who bathes it will receive great benefits.

Maybe it's to prolong life, maybe the stubborn disease that has been entangled in you for a long time will be cured and disappear.

There are so many stories about its magical powers, which are circulated throughout this desert.

Every holy sacrifice is a carnival of the entire desert, which will attract an unknown number of people to come here, just to be able to bathe in the holy light of the sacred tree at that time.

The vast desert, which is usually silent, has been broken by countless pilgrims, and the sand dunes are filled with the footprints of pedestrians.

The city lord of Huangdu City led a large group of men and horses to rush in the direction where the holy city was located.

Due to the fact that many children were captured by the Black Wind and Sand Bandits, he had to find another way to gather enough people.

The whole team walked very slowly, not in a hurry at all.

Riding on horseback, looking at the vast desert ahead, the yellow sand in the sky, and the falcon soaring high in the sky, looking down on the small and fragile creatures on the earth, ready to end their lives with its sharp claws.

He ordered everyone to rest in place and not to continue on their way.

Time is of the essence to him.

He didn't want to rush to the Holy City too early, he didn't want to choose any side.

When it was all over, he could reap the benefits of the fisherman, and then he would come back against him, and it would be no good for either side.

And he, without taking risks, may even have unexpected gains.

That's the choice he made.

He knew that there must be many city lords in other cities in the desert who would make the same choice as him.

Only the most stupid people would be persuaded by the Black Wind Sand Thieves to take that risk, which has no chance of winning or benefiting.

Don't they know that on the Holy Mountain, the Divine Wing Clan is powerful and terrifying?

But even so, for the sake of stability, he finally decided to stay out of the matter completely.

When the time comes, he only needs to say that he was attacked by the Black Wind and Sand Thieves and missed the hour.

Even if the messenger on the holy mountain was not satisfied and knew his plan, they would not be furious about it when the boat was ready.

Therefore, at this time, under the leadership of the city lord of Huangdu City, they stopped and stopped, and they were still far away from the Holy City, so they were not in a hurry at all.

On top of the holy mountain, a huge castle made of white jade stone looks down on the holy city below the mountain.

The white jade castle is built on the mountain, and it is neatly embedded in the mountain.

In the place where it connects with the mountain, there is a towering giant tree, much higher than the castle, the whole body is verdant, exudes a faint white fluorescence, mysterious and holy, not like a mortal thing, it is a sacred tree full of magical legends.

At this time, under the sacred tree, there sat a strange creature with blood-red wings and a pair of antlers on its head, and the branches of the sacred tree hung down on the wings behind his back, sending him a steady stream of mysterious power.

Around the sacred tree, there are two rows of warriors with silver armor and white wings, guarding this place.

They are the Divine Wings who rule this desert, and each individual is incomparably stronger than the weak Terrans.

A white-robed and white-winged Divine Wing Clan elder approached the Divine Tree from a distance, knelt down on one knee in front of it and saluted, and said, "My king, the nourishment needed by the Divine Tree is not enough, and the tributes from those cities have come a lot later than usual this year. ”

The red-winged creature under the sacred tree opened his strange eyes, shot out a fine light, and roared angrily: "This group of despicable and filthy human races is really unreliable at all, hurry up and go to the holy city below for me to find!" ”

The elder of the Divine Wing Clan, shocked by their king's anger, carefully reminded: "Just look for it in the Holy City, if they find out, there will be many people, and it will be difficult to do!" ”

The red-winged creature suppressed its out-of-control emotions just now, and said in a calm and calm tone: "I have reached the most critical time at this time, and I can't delay for a moment, as long as it's done, why hide it anymore." ”

"You can do it with peace of mind."

The Divine Wing Clan elder nodded yes, but still didn't leave.

The red-winged creature continued to ask, "Is there anything else?" ”

The elder hesitated, but finally spoke, and said, "The Black Wind Sand Thieves have united with many other sand thieves, and I heard that there are several city lords who are ready to disadvantage us, and they are already approaching the Holy City. ”

The red-winged creatures seemed to be very disdainful of them, and mocked: "A group of rogues who have shrunk their heads and hide their tails, and a few traitors with wolf ambitions, can't make any climate, you just look at it." ”

"Just take advantage of this opportunity to catch them all, so that they don't always jump out and annoy people!"

Finally, he warned: "Remember, don't let anyone near here until I'm done, because our revenge plan for returning to our homeland depends on it." Hear no! ”

The white-robed Divine Wing Clan elder was so frightened by the terrifying eyes of this red-winged creature that he broke out in a cold sweat, and swore a promise: "My king can rest assured, no living life will be able to approach here. Trust our mighty warriors! ”

"Stand down."

"Don't bother me again!"

The Divine Wing Clan Elder was relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and left here.

Under the sacred tree, the red-winged creature closed its eyes again and pondered, returning to the ethereal transformation of the ancient well without waves just now.

The silent starry sky, shrouded in the boundless desert, hangs on the heads of all living beings, looking down on the ups and downs of the world.

No matter how turbulent the dark tide is on this earth, or how fierce it is, it is so immutable, exuding its own mysterious starlight.

Stupid creatures who have to run for their own survival and can't rest.

Shrouded in fog, unable to find his own direction.

The hardships and struggles of these creatures are just a joke in the eyes of the starry sky looking down on them, but a short game.

……

……

The wind howled, carrying fine grains of sand and dry grass roots, drifting between heaven and earth.

Where did the yellow sand of this vast desert come from, and what is buried here?

Have you ever flown between heaven and earth, watching this vast earth, all living beings, who is the master of ups and downs?

In the vast desert, under a dirt mountain Gobi, Yun Xiaotian and others, who set out from the famous sword villa, took shelter from the wind and sand under the cliffs and stopped to rest.

A piece of white bone was held in Lao Jia's hand, rubbed carefully, and felt its smoothness after being polished by the wind and sand.

"Why did you come with you?" Standing beside Lao Jia, Yun Xiaotian couldn't help but ask.

Lao Jia didn't answer and asked, "Can't I come?" Do you have any secret that you may know from me? ”

Yun Xiaotian was frightened by Lao Jia's rhetorical question, and hurriedly smiled awkwardly: "What's the matter, we just escorted a large number of goods to the Holy City to participate in the transaction, plus everyone has never been there, so let's go together to have a good time." ”

Old Jia laughed, patted Yun Xiaotian's slightly thin shoulder compared to him, and said, "I'll just talk casually, what are you nervous about!" ”

"I don't know how long I can live, I haven't been to the Holy City for too long, if I'm lucky, I'm taken by the Divine Tree, I can't say how many more years I can live."

"How can there be such a good hitchhiker not to sit."

"You say no, no, no?"

Yun Xiaotian could only nod, and then walked away with a weak heart.

I don't want to be honest and stupid in the eyes of others, but I have always been extremely shrewd to him, and I can see any flaws in him.

A group of young people, who have nothing to do, will always have an accident.

Since leaving the Famous Sword Villa, every time I stop, there will always be people who can't rest honestly and at ease, in the open space, fighting, swords intersecting, and the sound of gold and iron hitting each other, always attracting bursts of cheers and cheers.

Yun Xiaotian walked away from Lao Jia, and came here at this time.

I saw a blonde young man, kicking his opponent away, and said, "Is your fifth battalion so weak?" Can't even find someone to pick me up for ten tricks? ”

The blonde man glanced at the surrounding onlookers eating melons, a sense of superiority arose, and he tried to suppress the pride in his heart, and said calmly: "Remember, my name is arrogant." Arrogant Zhang! Arrogant arrogance! ”

His arrogant appearance and arrogant eyes immediately aroused the dissatisfaction and criticism of many people, and they stepped forward to challenge, but they were knocked to the ground by three or two blows one by one.

Yun Xiaotian stood quietly at the back of the crowd, just wanting to be an honest melon-eating crowd, so that he would not be stupid and impulsive, and sent him up to beg for a beating.

That's when it happened.

A path parted in the crowd, and the blonde boy named Zhang Huan walked in his direction.

Yun Xiaotian naturally didn't think that he would be a trouble for him, and he didn't know this blonde boy named Zhang Huan, and he had no grievances with him.

Therefore, when the blonde boy approached him, Yun Xiaotian followed the others and dodged to the side, not blocking his way.

But until the end of the road, there was no one standing there, waiting for the blonde boy, which made everyone puzzled, not knowing what the blonde boy was doing.

At this moment, the so-called man sat at home, and the pot came from heaven.

The blonde boy turned around, pointed his finger at Yun Xiaotian, and asked, "Your name is Yun Xiaotian, right?" ”

An ominous premonition came to him, and under the forced gaze of everyone, he nodded.

Yun Xiaotian didn't like the feeling of being watched by so many people, like sitting on pins and needles, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

For some reason, perhaps it was his cowardice that greatly exceeded the expectations of Zhang Huan and others.

provoked a lot of onlookers, laughed loudly, and did not shy away from seeing Yun Xiaotian.

The blonde man named Zhang Huan was a little disappointed, but he still said tentatively: "I heard from others that among this year's candidates, your kendo talent is extremely high, and I don't know if it's true or not?" How about coming up and trying both hands? ”

Yun Xiaotian grinned on his face, and his mother sold batches in his heart, secretly complaining to himself, which immoral goods helped him blow the atmosphere and cause this damn trouble.

At this moment, Xixia Dameng, who was eating at home, suddenly sneezed.

provoked his wife Ziyue to glare angrily, and slowly brushed the white rice off her face.

What will happen after that, due to excessive bloody violence, I will not repeat it one by one!

Yun Xiaotian wanted to refuse, but the surrounding crowd immediately moved out of the way, looking at him and Zhang Huan standing in the middle with relish.

Look at the situation, where can he refuse.

Being bullied to the door, no matter how good Yun Xiaotian's temper is, he will be a little angry.

What's more, judging from his unfriendly attitude towards the ugly girls around him in Tulin Village, it can be seen that his temper is not very good.

Teenagers always like to be competitive, and Yun Xiaotian is not exempt from vulgarity.

Of course, he also wanted to know if he could win against the blonde boy in front of him.

So, he drew his sword, the body of the sword of two feet and seven inches, cutting through the wind and sand whirring.

The blonde boy also drew his sword, with a bit of contempt in his eyes, but how many people would know what he thought in his heart.

No one is stupid, and the contempt on his face may just be a disguise and a lie that his opponent despises.

After the training of the Western Xia Great Dream, the sword in his hand was much lighter than the wooden sword during training, and in his hand, such as the arm command, it was flexible and changeable.

The arrogant sword, very heavy.

Yun Xiaotian didn't know if he had ever received training similar to him, or if he was born with divine powers.

But he understood that the sword he used was inferior to the sword used by the other party.

If he continues like this, using the sword body to resist the gravity of the arrogant sword, the sword in his hand will be cut off by him sooner or later.

In order to win, he must take the risk of dodging the arrogant sword moves, and then use his sword backhand to sneak attack, so as to break through the arrogant and stormy slams.

But compared to others, his performance is already much better.

Dozens of back and forth, although it has been downwind, but at least until now it can barely hold on.

The crowd of onlookers who ate melons, although they held their breath and stared at the dangerous Yun Xiaotian in the field, worried about him, but no one believed that he had a chance to turn the tables, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

Yun Xiaotian also knew his situation, and if he continued to grind like this, he would definitely lose.

With the help of the gravity on Zhang Huan's sword, Yun Xiaotian kept retreating backwards, avoiding his edge.

But he was arrogant and had no habit of forgiving, holding a heavy sword in his hand, chasing in the direction of Yun Xiaotian's retreat, jumping into the air and slashing at him with a sword, like a god spreading his wings, wanting to swallow this side of the world in one bite.

Yun Xiaotian knew that there was no way to avoid it, so he decided to make a desperate bet.

He no longer blocked with his sword, but deftly rolled to the side, letting go of the arrogant edge.

The backhand used all his strength, and the iron sword in his hand was like a cold arrow, shooting into the arrogance of the air.

His hand greatly surprised everyone.

No one would have thought that Yun Xiaotian would be so resolute, seeing that the situation was wrong, and so decisively struck this desperate blow.

You know, as long as the sword is out of his hand, he will no longer have the ability to continue to resist, and he will not even have the same situation as before.

Zhang arrogantly raised his sword and stopped in mid-air, and in the face of this sudden counterattack, the flying sword that shot rapidly was slightly surprised.

But this kind of behavior is just a dying struggle.

I saw him adjust his body in mid-air, and the hand holding the heavy sword unexpectedly let go, allowing the sword in his hand to fall freely.

When Yun Xiaotian's flying sword was about to arrive, he just reached out and grabbed it again, and with a slight block, he changed the direction of the flying sword after unloading, so that it could only fall downwards and plunge straight into the ground.

Zhang Huan, who was still in the air, adjusted his body shape, stepped on Yun Xiaotian's sword with one foot, and was indescribably chic.

But in the hearts of Yun Xiaotian and the others, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a sass, he obviously dodged the flying sword, but he had to do such bells and whistles, just so that he could stand on the hilt of the sword and pretend to be forced.

Zhang Huan smiled indifferently, looked at Yun Xiaotian condescendingly, and said: "It's much stronger than those previous wastes, but it's just that, it seems to be an exaggeration." ”

Yun Xiaotian's skills are not as good as people, what else can he say?

After defeating Yun Xiaotian, that arrogance seemed to be out of interest, and said, "I won't play with you anymore." ”

With that, he withdrew his sword and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, a standard iron sword that was indistinguishable from Yun Xiaotian's sword shot from in front of him, blocking the direction he wanted to leave.

"Do you want to leave after pretending to be forced?"

A crisp female voice came from ahead, blocking his path.