The horse-faced giant man naturally didn't plan to fight with Tie Jian, who was fighting to the death, and the giant sword in his hand slashed into the fireball.

With a "poof", the fireball rolled down with the blue sword qi and turned into sparks and dispersed.

As soon as the horse-faced giant man landed on the ground, he raised his foot and kicked Tie Jian to the ground, and the half-truncated sword in his hand flew out of his hand.

Tie Jian was facing the sky on his back, the white sun illuminated his face, his chest rose and fell violently, he gasped for breath, beads of sweat trickled into his eyes, and his vision became a little blurred.

The black shadow flashed, and the giant man straddled it, his hideous horse face replacing the scorching sun.

Tie Jian looked at each other blankly, with an indifferent expression, without showing the slightest expression.

Seeing this, the horse-faced giant man laughed instead of being angry: "You want to die? It's not that easy! You are worth a lot to live." Lao Tzu will break your tendons and tendons, so that you can't survive and die!"

As he spoke, he shouldered the giant sword on his shoulder, and pulled out a boning knife from his waist with his left hand, his eyes were full of fierce light, and the dazzling sunlight reflected on the tip of the knife, reflecting a palpitating cold light.

Tie Jian wanted to struggle, but the horse-faced giant man raised a foot and stepped directly on his right arm, the force was so great that he felt a sharp pain that was heart-rending.

The next moment, the horse-faced giant man raised his knife and slashed at Tie Jian's right wrist.

At the same time, Tie Jian suddenly let out a hoarse roar, and he didn't know where to generate strength, his body twisted suddenly, his waist twisted like a snake to an incredible extent, and the five fingers of his left hand stretched out like lightning, and he actually grabbed the falling boning knife.

Blood spilled from between his five fingers, sliding down the blade and arm, instantly staining most of the young man's chest.

The horse-faced giant man sneered, and the force in his hand increased again, and he was about to stab the boning knife down.

However, at this moment, Tie Jian suddenly entered a wonderful state. As if he didn't feel pain, the five fingers of his left hand were like iron hoops, and the sharp knife was restrained so that it could not stab or pull it out.

Seeing this, the horse-faced giant man was even more angry in his eyes, and he was about to continue to exert himself, but suddenly he was startled.

"Bang!"

An incomparably clear roar suddenly came into his ears, like the heartbeat of some kind of giant beast when it was asleep, which shook people's hearts and made the horse-faced giant man shudder.

"Bang!

The sound of heartbeats rang out one after another, each time more powerful than the other, as if the beast was about to awaken.

The horse-faced giant man looked at Tie Jian, who was still clutching his sharp knife below, in disbelief, his whole body skin was showing an abnormal dry red, and the blood left on his fingertips was faintly mixed with a hint of gold.

At this time, Tie Jian only felt that the heart under his chest was abnormally hot, and then a stream of heat gushed out from it, and then rushed along the tendons and veins in his body towards the palm holding the blade.

"Poof!"

A wisp of pale golden flame suddenly burst out from between the young man's left fingers, like a golden snake rushing up the sharp knife, and the next moment it turned into a two-zhang high golden fire wave out of thin air and flew out in all directions.

The horse-faced giant man let out a low roar, quickly let go of the sharp knife, and shot backwards with both feet, but it was too late.

"What?...... Ahh

The horse-faced giant man only had time to scream miserably, and the whole person was engulfed in by the raging wave of fire.

However, in the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood of the horse-faced giant man was instantly annihilated under this strange flame. Even the greatsword and the boning knife turned into a puddle of molten iron in a moment.

The violent golden flame erupted for only a few breaths, and then silently rolled back, turning into a wisp of golden flame again, and disappeared into the young man's fingers in a flash.

Tie Jian raised his left hand tremblingly, and after looking at it twice with a strange gaze, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh at something, but the next moment his neck was crooked, and he passed out directly.

At this moment, at the junction of heaven and earth in the distance, on the sandy land that had been somewhat calm, several tornadoes rolled up again, enveloping the wild sand in the sky, like a monstrous yellow dragon, whistling and sweeping.

The sand and dust boiled again in all directions, and in an instant, the sky was once again obscured by the rolling yellow sand, and it became dark.

Tie Jian's form was submerged in it in the blink of an eye.

Almost at the same time, tens of thousands of miles away, in the Ning Mansion of the Sword Refining Family in Tanzhou City, in the pavilion in the center of a lotus pond.

Ningfu Qianjin Ning held a black lacquer bait box in her small hand, grabbed a handful of bait in one hand, and was about to throw it towards the dense koi in the pond, when her body suddenly stiffened and stopped moving.

Her figure slowly twisted, looking at the sky outside the pavilion, her expression was blank, and she muttered to herself:

"The imprint of the target inspires ......"

......

In a daze, Tie Jian felt that he was suspended in mid-air at the moment, and his whole body seemed to be about to crack, and there was no pain, especially in his lower abdomen, as if there was a flame burning, as if it was going to burn through all his internal organs.

Even in the coma, he could still feel the pain clearly, almost breaking his remaining consciousness.

But a tenacity in his subconscious made him grit his teeth and persevere.

I don't know how long it took, just when Tie Jian felt that he was about to bear the limit, this feeling of being burned by the flames gradually subsided.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his consciousness gradually awakened. The next moment, I felt a jolt in my body.

Tie Jian's eyelids moved, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was a thick layer of cloth supported by a long vault, and with the sound of horses' hooves around him, he immediately realized that he was now on a carriage no larger than a foot in space, and there were some miscellaneous objects piled up around it.

But just when he wanted to turn over and get up, there was a sharp pain all over his body, which made him grin for a while, and his heart tightened.

He suddenly found that his hands and feet were bound by wrist-thick hemp rope, and even his body was fixed to a pair of restraints.

"Did you get caught after all?"

Tie Jian forced himself to calm down, trying to recall the situation before he fell unconscious, only remembering that he was fighting to defeat both at that time, and it seemed that the horse-faced giant who was chasing him in the future would be killed, and as for what happened after that, he didn't remember at all.

"No...... right"

His eyes swept around, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Because he found that although the decoration in the carriage he was in was ordinary, it was by no means the style of the Great Jin Kingdom, especially the embroidered patterns on the covering curtains, which looked like those of the neighboring Yue Kingdom.

Especially the clothes that should have been ragged on his body, he was also changed into a gray cloth robe that looked like a Yue countryman.

And judging from the sound of horses' hooves, it should not be in the Burial Immortal Desert now, but on a relatively flat official road somewhere.

It seems that he was saved by someone.

Tie Jian exhaled lightly, and moved his body without hesitation, trying to try to break free from the hemp rope tied to his body.

However, the next moment, he found a rather troublesome problem.

Not only did he not heal from his injuries at the moment, but his dantian was also injured a lot, and it seemed that he had hurt the fundamentals, and the cultivation of the fifth layer of qi refining was now directly falling to the third layer of qi refining.

If that's all it is, as long as it takes some time, he can still come back from cultivation, but when he was about to mobilize the mana in his body, he found that the dantian was empty, and there was almost no trace of mana.

Tie Jian's heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but be slightly frightened.

Even if his mana was exhausted before he fell unconscious, but now at least a few days have passed, during this time, could it be that he has not been able to absorb the aura of heaven and earth on his own to transform it into mana?

As soon as Tie Jian thought of this, he immediately closed his eyes, silently recited the mantra in his heart, and operated his mental method to inhale the heaven and earth aura that filled the surrounding void into his body, and guided this energy to slowly return to the dantian.

However, he only ran a large weekly cycle before he stopped, his brows furrowed.

He found that it was not that he could not breathe in the aura of heaven and earth, but that the mana transformed by it into the dantian may be due to the injury of the dantian, and a large part of it will dissipate by itself, and those residual mana will also circulate and collapse in the meridians of the whole body, and it will not be able to gather in the dantian at all.

In such a situation, if there were other Qi Refining Stage cultivators who used their divine thoughts to investigate, I am afraid that they would only treat him as an ordinary person.

Tie Jian shook his head, closed his eyes, and began to look inward.

"Huh, what is this?"

His expression suddenly moved. Just now, Tie Jian actually found a trace of something strange in the depths of his half-crippled dantian.

There was a pale golden flame that looked no bigger than a little finger, very faint, trembling slightly, as if it was about to be extinguished at any moment.

Tie Jian only thought about it slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the mysterious fire that burst out of his fingers before he fell unconscious.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped as several neighing sounds of horses from different distances came.

Then there was a bustling noise all around, and it seemed that there were quite a few people.

Tie Jian listened intently, and was thinking about it, when suddenly the curtain was lifted, and a head with two ponytails poked out from the outside.

This is a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, with a delicate appearance, and a pair of round eyes are looking him up and down, and there is a sense of eccentricity in her eyes.

"Ah, wake up, wake up!"

Before Tie Jian could see the other party's appearance clearly, the girl had already snorted out crisply, and quickly retracted her head like a rabbit.

Looking at the still shaking curtain, Tie Jian was slightly stunned, faintly heard a burst of shouting from outside the carriage, and then, he heard the footsteps of Suosuo walking towards the carriage, and his heart suddenly became nervous.

After a while, the curtain was rudely lifted again.

This time, there were two samurai wearing soft armor and soft hats and helmets standing directly outside the curtain, and these two men with cross-faced faces jumped onto the car, and uncontrollably lifted the binding chariot and threw it out of the carriage.