"I give you the sword."

The voice came from behind him, and Xia Fan turned his head suddenly.

I saw a man wearing armor and holding a golden sword slowly walking over.

The sword in his hand was the same as the Jin Lin Sword in Xia Fan's hand.

"You are?"

Xia Fan asked, the dragon hovering in the air, and a piece of the black crow formed a huge shadow on the ground.

"I am the master of the sword, the warrior of the desert."

The man looked at the dragon in the air without the slightest fear, and his eyes revealed a look of excitement.

"If you can slay this evil dragon, and fulfill my long-cherished wish, I will give you the sword spirit."

Between the words, the evil dragon opened its bloody mouth, and the temperature in its mouth was gradually rising.

Xia Fan looked at the sword in the warrior's hand, which was the same as his own, and thought, a sword without a sword spirit is equivalent to a sword without a soul, and the power is definitely not as good as this sword with a sword spirit.

"I promised you."

Then, Xia Fan replied.

He felt the air around him get hot.

When I looked into the air again, I found that a fireball had condensed from the mouth of the evil dragon!

The fireball spun rapidly, growing larger and larger, and after a few moments, it spat out a large area of flames towards the earth!

"I'll go!"

Xia Fan looked at the flames rushing in his face and hurriedly dodged back, but the range covered by the flames was too large, and there was nowhere to hide.

"Look, I'll teach you how to deal with dragons now!"

The warrior beside him spoke.

The armor on his body turned golden, blocking Xia Fan's body.

"Carving insect skills!"

Immediately, the sword in his hand emitted a golden glow!

When the flame touched the light, it split in half.

The warrior and Xia Fan stood in the middle of the flames, and the ground on both sides was raging with fire.

In a while, Xia Fan's clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Do you see clearly? A sword can cut through everything. ”

The warrior said, and then, with a sword in his hand, he slashed another sword into the sky!

The golden light shot up into the sky and slashed towards the dragon!

As if sensing danger, the evil dragon stopped the fire attack and dodged left and right in the air, dodging the attack of the golden light.

"That's all my strength can do, I hand over the sword spirit to you, and I will definitely kill this evil dragon!"

As soon as the warrior's words fell, he saw that the sword in his hand turned into a golden ray and shot into Xia Fan's golden sword!

And the armor on his body also changed back to a silver-white appearance.

Then, the person slowly disappeared in front of Xia Fan's eyes.

"Is this a projection of ideas?"

Xia Fan found that the Jin Lin Sword in his hand emitted a golden light, which seemed to be more dazzling than ever!

"Master, let's slay the dragon together!"

Jin Lin Jian actually spoke! Sure enough, the sword with the sword spirit is the real divine sword!

Xia Fan nodded slightly: "Let's go!" ”

Since he was in the illusion, Xia Fan also had the ability to fly, and he jumped and flew into the sky.

He rushed towards the dragon.

The evil dragon circled in the air, the speed was extremely fast, Xia Fan couldn't take the initiative to attack at all, he could only wait for the evil dragon to attack.

Seeing this, Xia Fan had no choice but to return to the ground.

The surrounding air was filled with the smell of burning, and the temperature was very hot, even if Xia Fan avoided the scorched land that had been burned by the flames just now, it was still very hot.

The evil dragon circled in the air five times, and then, seeing Xia Fan's position, he leaned over and rushed down.

"It's coming!"

Xia Fan looked at the dragon that swooped down, his huge body, as well as the power and momentum brought by the impact, were not comparable to Xia Fan.

"How did the people of this ancient period deal with this monster?"

He couldn't help but think of the picture of Warrior Dragon Quest just now, and thought to himself, if only he had half the momentum of a warrior.

Immediately, he laughed at himself: "I'm still too afraid of death." ”

Suddenly, he remembered that he had been immortal.

"Yes, I'm immortal, so I'm still afraid of a fart! Come on, dragon! ”

Xia Fan held the sword in his hand, in a cumulative posture, looking at the dragon swooping down in the air, without the slightest fear!

He knew that the time had not yet come, and he had to get closer to deliver a fatal blow to the evil dragon!

In the blink of an eye, Xia Fan found that the dragon was close in front of him.

The corners of Xia Fan's mouth raised slightly, changed to a two-handed sword, aimed at the dragon's head, used all his strength, and slashed away with the sword in his hand!

This is the decisive move, the first move, and the last move!

This sword is Xia Fan's strongest sword, the so-called either you die or I die.

The golden light suddenly appeared, and two huge forces collided together, as if time and space were distorted, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The surroundings have been turned black and white.

Xia Fan saw that his body was standing aside, holding the Jinlin Sword in his hand, and he was fighting against the evil dragon.

What's going on?

Xia Fan looked at his hands and found that they were fine, and there was nothing unusual.

Is my soul out of my body?

Looking at the black and white picture in front of him, Xia Fan was at a loss for a while, he knew that he was in an illusion, but how to leave, or how to crack this environment?

He couldn't think of any good way for a while, so he could only wait.

However, after a long time, this is still the case.

Suddenly, in the middle of black and white, a voice came.

"I'm an ancient dragon, human, shall we make a deal?"

Are you talking to me?

Xia Fan looked left and right, but couldn't find anyone to speak.

"That's right, I'm just talking to you."

"I am the dragon who is now at war with you, and if you are willing not to kill me, I am willing to be your mount."

Xia Fan glanced at himself and the evil dragon frozen in black and white on the side, only to find that the Jin Lin Sword in his hand had cut through the scale armor and flesh of the evil dragon's head.

For him, there is a multiple-choice question in front of him, is it for the sword spirit? Or do you want a dragon to mount?

Xia Fan hesitated, this is indeed a difficult choice, the sword spirit and the dragon are both powerful existences, but for now, the Jin Lin Sword with the sword spirit is still superior, because it has already broken through the defense of the evil dragon.

It seemed that everything had been decided, and Xia Fan said to the evil dragon: "I have an answer, you are not as strong as the sword spirit, I'm sorry, I have to kill you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Fan only felt that his body was being pulled by an invisible force, and the power was so strong that he couldn't resist it at all.

However, when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the dragon had fallen to the side, its head had been split open, and it was lying there motionless.

Xia Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that I won." ”