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.