refining sword

Chapter 2 Desert Battle

A month later.

It lies between the two countries of Jin and Yue, and borders on the Immortal Burial Desert at the southern end of the mainland.

At this time, the sandstorm was raging.

Thousands of acres of yellow sand were lifted into the sky by the tornado, like countless ferocious dragons roaming around, from a distance, flying sand and rocks, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, was like a turbulent tumbling of a river.

Only rumbling and loud noises can be heard in the world, the sky is dark and the ground is dark, and it is impossible to see things at all. It is a terrifying scene of the end of the world.

After an unknown time, the strong wind subsided, and the sand sea returned to tranquility.

The scorching sun hangs in the sky, scorching the yellow sand for thousands of miles.

The surface heat wave was steaming, hot and windless, as if the terrifying sandstorm had never happened before.

Under a boulder eroded by wind and sand, there is a rare shade of shade.

The two sand lizards crouched in the shade, with the umbrella-shaped membranes on their necks erected, and their cheeks bulging, as if they were enjoying the silence after the catastrophe.Suddenly, the sand lizards leaped out with their legs open, as if they were frightened. They had just settled in a shaded place, and the fine sand flowed, and one arm suddenly stretched out.

The palm of the hand is half-grip up, and there is a layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth and palm.

There were ripples on the quicksand, leaning on his arms to support him, and finally a head poked out of the sand.

I don't know how many youth months this boulder has stood in this desert. The surface has been eroded and full of small holes. It looks like a dead tree that is extremely rotten, but it tenaciously blocked a lot of wind and sand for the person under it. So that he would not be buried too deep, and to avoid being roasted into jerky by the scalding sand.

The man's eyelids were closed, some small dry scars were faintly visible on his face covered with sand, and his tightly pursed lips looked a little dry and pale.

He first tried to open a slit in his eyes and covered the shade with one hand. After getting used to the light, he sat up straight with his hands and let out a sigh of relief.

As the yellow sand rustled down on his body, a ragged brown cloth was revealed, and a long sword about two feet long was pinned to his belt.

This is a young face that is still immature, about seventeen or eighteen years old, but the edges and corners of an adult man are also looming. The front hair is tied behind the head, the skin on the body is slightly dark, and the muscle lines on the arms and waist are very obvious, and it looks quite strong.

He stood up, squinted his eyes and looked around, and finally his eyes were fixed on the west, and the fists of his hands hanging on the sides couldn't help clenching.

As if he suddenly remembered something, his expression became extremely nervous, and he quickly reached into his arms, and after a while, he took out a sword-shaped sachet.

The clothes on his body were already tattered, but the sachet in his hand was intact, not even stained much.

The young man's expression slowed down, and he was a little relieved.

After tightening his belt, he took a step forward and moved forward step by step in the opposite direction.

The blue sky is cloudless, the sand dunes are undulating, and between the sky and the earth, the small and lonely figure of the young man gradually drifts away.

I don't know how long it took, but the young man felt his throat was sore and his feet were getting heavier and heavier, as if someone was pulling his legs and wanting him to stay in this desert forever.He didn't have the slightest intention to stop and rest, he still gritted his teeth and walked forward step by step.

From time to time, gusts of gust of wind swept up the yellow sand, whistling to and fro, making the road ahead more and more complicated.

At this moment, the young man suddenly stopped, stopped in place, and looked straight ahead, which was covered by the sand curtain.

I saw a few tens of feet in front of me, the strong wind gradually subsided, the dust settled, and a sand dune several zhang high gradually came into view, and above this dune, a middle-aged giant stood impressively.

This man is about thirty years old, with a height of nearly [-] feet, his horse face is bald and his eyebrows are bald, and his clothes covered with dust are also somewhat tattered, which makes his bulging muscles looming. sword.

The giant stared at the young man with gloomy eyes.Suddenly, his face was distorted, and he pulled out the giant sword behind him with his backhand. At some point in the other hand, there was an extra blue talisman. With a thud, he slapped on the giant sword, and a blob of blue light flashed. Submerged into the body of the sword, a layer of blue light appeared on the surface of the giant sword.

"Tie Jian, save your life!"

Immediately afterwards, the giant man stomped on the ground with one foot, and his whole body turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards the young man.

"No. 18."

The young man called Tie Jian murmured to himself with his chapped lips.

I saw that he also drew out the long sword at his waist, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, and the surface of the long sword suddenly glowed with a layer of blood.

Almost at the same moment, his other hand made a rapid gesture in the void, and in an instant, two fist-sized fireballs emerged, and then the palm was raised quite skillfully.

"Pfft" and "Pfft" twice.The two fireballs immediately galloped towards the horse-faced giant.

A hint of surprise flashed in the giant man's eyes. He obviously didn't expect the young man to be so weak that he could barely stand up, yet he could react so quickly, and it seemed that his aura was a bit stronger than himself.

While thinking about it, the giant man's figure didn't stop, and without saying a word, he raised the giant sword in his hand, and a dazzling blue sword light suddenly appeared on the sword's body.

As a result, the two fireballs that seemed to be straight and straight forward suddenly turned to the sides, trying to bypass the edge of the giant sword along the two arcs, and smashed directly at the giant horse-faced man.

Seeing this, the giant man's eyes showed a cold light, and the giant sword in his hand shook with extreme dexterity, and slashed out to both sides very quickly.

Immediately, two blue sword lights rolled out almost simultaneously, facing the two fireballs respectively.

"Bang" and "Bang" two pops sounded!

As soon as the two fireballs touched the sword light, they burst open and vanished into nothing, and the two slightly dim sword lights still flew out a few feet before dissipating.

At the same time, the horse-faced giant man had rushed in front of Tie Jian, with a ferocious look on his face, and he suddenly slashed down with his sword.

Tie Jian was too late to meet him with the long sword in his hand, only to see him staggered and fell to the ground, rolling along with the trend, and barely dodging the attacking sword, but with a palm. He quietly hid behind him, grasping with his five fingers.

The horse-faced giant man showed his body and quickly bullied him like a ghost. With another movement of the giant sword in his hand, he slashed straight at Tie Jian, who had fallen to the ground.

Unexpectedly, Tie Jian's right hand hidden behind his back suddenly flung out, a handful of yellow sand wrapped in faint flames, turned into a flying arrow, and shot out obliquely upwards.

At such a close distance, the giant horse-faced man couldn't hold back his momentum at all. In a hurry, he swung his other hand with a big sleeve, blocking most of the yellow sand, but a lot of it was still scattered on his face.

Each of these yellow sands is like a red-hot iron pellet, and suddenly the flesh of the giant man's horse's face is smashed, blood and flesh are blurred, and there is a scream in his mouth.

At this moment, Tie Jian turned over with a carp, and the long sword in his hand slashed out like lightning.

Just when the tip of the long sword was less than half a foot away from the opponent's chest, the giant man suddenly slammed the giant sword in his hand, blocking it in front of him, and the half-foot-wide sword body flashed blue light.

There was a crisp sound of "clang".

In the collision of blue and red light, Tie Jian's long sword splashed a few sparks, but the giant sword bounced back.

Tie Jian failed with a single blow, he stopped his forward momentum without hesitation, turned around and backed away.

"I tore you alive!"

The horse-faced giant, ignoring the burning pain on his face, let out a loud roar, and the giant sword in his hand slashed fiercely at Tie Jian's head, who had not retreated far enough.

Tie Jian turned his back to the giant man, as if he had expected it. He was short in stature, and with a single foot, he shot out about a few feet, and then he turned sharply, and stopped a few feet away. down.

At this moment, Tie Jian's chest was ups and downs, he was panting heavily, his face was pale, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Although he dodged the giant man's backhand attack, the red hair band on his head was chopped off by the sword, and he looked disheveled and quite embarrassed.

Tie Jian had been injured all the way along the way, and the series of methods just now had overdrawn most of his remaining physical strength, and the last life-saving movement method caused a heavy load on the muscles of his legs.

At this time, there was not much mana left in his body, and the situation seemed to be getting worse.

Tie Jian took a deep breath and tried to relax his body a little. He lifted the long sword in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword forward, and put on a stance of fighting for his life.

"Your life is tough, you not only survived the sandstorms in the past few days, but you can still persevere under my hands to this day, which is really admirable."

Seeing this, the horse-faced giant did not rush forward to attack, but turned his hand and took out a talisman and slapped it on the forehead. After a flash of blue light stopped the injury on his face, he suddenly roared fiercely.

"But do you think you can escape from me just by looking at you now? I think it's better for you to just keep your hands down and suffer less."

"Hey, those people who died at my hands said the same thing." Hearing this, Tie Jian sneered and retorted.

"court death!"

巨汉闻言额头青筋一挑，再不多说的往前一跃冲出，身形尚未落下，手中巨剑猛然由上至下的虚空劈下，顿时一道丈许来长的蓝色剑光一斩He came out and covered Tie Jian's figure under it.

Tie Jian gritted his teeth and madly poured the mana from his body into the long sword in his hand, and then slammed his arm holding the sword, and the long sword suddenly burst into blood, and greeted him like a rainbow of blood.

With a "bang", the two swords intersected, and the blood-blue light burst open!

Tie Jian spit out a mouthful of blood, and the long sword in his hand was directly cut into two pieces.

Facing the giant sword that was about to fall, Tie Jian did not try to dodge and block, but raised his other palm, and a fireball the size of the mouth of a bowl emerged and flew straight towards the giant man's face.

This is already the last trace of mana left in his body.

(End of this chapter)