In the wild sand, the figures of Can Jian and Ouyang Xiaofei seemed to be swaying, but in fact they were not affected by the surrounding environment at all, and this situation lasted for half an hour.
"When will this sandstorm disappear? We don't have much time, but we still encounter this situation..." Ouyang Xiaofei waited anxiously for the sandstorm to disappear, but she couldn't do it.
In this half hour, Can Jian didn't say a word, as if he was fixed by something. He remained motionless and silent. If Ouyang Xiaofei hadn't felt that his heart was still beating as usual, he might have stopped.
You have to wonder if he is dead.
"Since we are kindly inviting you, how can you refuse..." Can Jian said suddenly, then waved his hand, and the law of space teleported the two of them out. Their vision blurred for a moment, and when it became clear again, the scene in front of them was different——
The dark stone cave is vast and quiet, but two candlelights are lined up in front of you, extending to a stone door a hundred meters away. The stone door is half open and half closed. You can see from the half-open half.
Arrive: There is a person sitting on a stone chair in the stone room.
"You are here...but...you are not the you I want to see now..." The figure in the stone door moved and said something that Ouyang Xiaofei could not understand.
"You are indeed not dead..." Can Jian's tone was very strange. He hoped that the person in front of him was dead but was not surprised that he was still alive.
"Death? You are still alive, how can I be willing to die? This boring world has so much more fun with a strong person like you... How can I be willing to die if I haven't fully enjoyed this fun yet?"
"What flattering words... It's a pity that this is not fun for me... but a nightmare..." As soon as Can Jian said this, the people in the stone room began to chuckle in a low voice, the kind of person who wanted to speak coherently.
I laughed out loud but felt helpless and couldn't hold my breath anymore.
"It's really ridiculous...I obviously want to kill you...and I can also feel that you want to kill me...but...you and I can only talk through this ridiculous stone door...but...I also want to thank you.
...If not, I wouldn't be obsessed with it..." The man in the stone room laughed at himself.
"I can feel... on the other side of that door... a strange sword force... You have also stepped into the way of swordsmanship, and you have reached the state of perfection... Maybe you have a chance to reach the top again before I recover...
…At that time, I can only accept my fate." Can Jian said with a solemn tone. The two people who knew swords were silent at this moment. The intersection of sword intention and sword power started a thought process in the two people's consciousness space.
The decisive battle of swordsmanship——
One move, even consciousness is only one move.
The difference between one move and another is that the swordsman in the door has unparalleled sword power to slay the enemy with one strike, but the swordsman outside the door combines thousands of moves to the point where there is no move and no move. A move without a move makes the enemy invincible. The sword does not move, no matter what,
How can you all turn into Tao and disperse, no longer a threat!
The yin and yang swordsmanship in the consciousness is instantly decided, but there is no winner or loser.
"Haha... I feel your sword intent... I feel relieved... The shackles of the secular world cannot harm your swordsmanship... I look forward to the peak battle between you and me..." The swordsman in the door chuckled knowingly, and then
Broken Sword, Ouyang Xiaofei was sent out of the dark cave by a magical force, and when she regained consciousness, she was already in the Western Desert.
Ouyang Xiaofei felt dizzy, and it was difficult to tell whether what she just said was real or fake.
"Keep moving..." Can Jian fell onto the wheelchair as if he had collapsed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Just now...what did you do? Why can't I understand you?" Ouyang Xiaofei asked as she moved forward. She was not an ordinary person, and she soon realized that what just happened was true.
"Nothing... It's just two disabled people encouraging each other... My appearance made him desperately want to recover his half-disabled body, and my encounter with him also forced me to desperately try to recover my body...
..." Can Jian sighed, the two of them chatted with each other, even forgetting about the difficulties of the journey...
Half an hour passed quickly. The night in the West Desert was quieter than the night outside the West Desert. The moonlight shone on the yellow sand, diffracting waves like the sea surface, and the scenery was absolutely beautiful.
"call--"
Suddenly there was a biting cold wind, and then yellow sand rose into the sky, forming a giant figure in the mid-air in front of the two people——
"Adventurer, leave here...if you go any further...it's a dead end..."
Facing the menacing blocker, Can Jian did not speak. Instead, Ouyang Xiaofei said: "It's a dead end. The road we are going is a dead end. Thank you for showing us the way. Let's go first."
"Bold~!!"
A strange sound sounded, and then the sand swept across, turning into tens of millions of legions, with a huge momentum that reached the sky!
"Hey! If you don't agree with me, you will hit someone. If you don't know, I would think you are a child! Do you dare to solve the problem without violence?" Ouyang Xiaofei saw that although the figure was tall, his personality was immature, so she said excitedly
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"Damn it! I am the Lord of the Western Desert! I am not a child!"
The voice sounded again, and then the Kuangsha army dispersed, but the crisis for the two of them was not resolved——
"Don't say I'm bullying you. I'm only sending one person. As long as you can take one of his moves, I'll let you enter the Western Desert!"
As soon as the Lord of the Western Desert finished speaking, Can Jian and the others felt a strange wind suddenly rise. Suddenly, a burst of blood rain fell, dyeing the yellow sand within a hundred meters into bloody sand...
"The sky is filled with blood and sand, and the sky is full of dust. How can I sigh that the two sides of the underworld are so vast..."
In the world of heaven, the sun and the moon shine together; originally the sun and the moon shine on the earth, but at this moment, all this is distorted: the blood light in the field composed of blood sand is illuminated by the moonlight, but the blood light is diffracted by the moon
above, covering it up into a red blood moon. The blood moon and blood glow actually made this world completely occupied by blood light!
Just when Ouyang Xiaofei was surprised, a figure suddenly appeared in the center of the bloody field. No one knew how he appeared, but it was as if he had always been there...
This is a strange man who is white from head to toe. He wears white shoes, white clothes, and white hair. He even wears a white mask on his face, and this mask sticks tightly to his face.
One can see the outline of the face, and the only thing that has nothing to do with the white color is the long knife hanging across his waist, and his hand is pressed on the handle of the knife, and it seems that he has never let go.
"Xueyue, kill him with one move!" the Lord of the West Desert officially issued the order. The swordsman in white, Xueyue, immediately drew out his long sword. The cold-edged blade reflected the bloody light and shone on Xueyue's white mask, making it even more fierce.
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"You go back to the hotel and wait for me. I'll be there later..." After Can Jian said that, he used the method of space teleportation to send Ouyang Xiaofei back to the border town, leaving him alone to face the swordsman in white——
"Your sword power is indeed powerful... but it is by no means your limit... If you really want to kill me, this move is not enough..." Can Jian chuckled, but still made no move.
At this time, a simple iron sword dropped from the sky and landed in front of Can Jian.
"Blood Moon never kills defenseless people. This sword is a reward from me! Holding a sword is much more practical than speaking out arrogant words!" the Lord of the West Desert said disdainfully, obviously not satisfied with what Can Jian said.
Not convinced.
"Although this sword is not the best, it is still excellent. It would be a pity if such a sword was destroyed in my hands..." Can Jian shook his head and did not hold the sword.
"Holding the sword... means holding life... I only seek to win with this move... not to kill... If you win, the sword will be intact..." Xue Yue said, restraining the sword's power, and actually dispersed it.
Win with moves.
"That's the case... If I continue to shirk it, I will look down on you..." Can Jian stretched out his left hand to hold the hilt of the iron sword in front of him. In an instant, the artistic conception of man and sword becoming one was completely natural, as if he had something in his hand.
The sword is the complete person!
The broken sword stood there, the bloody sword was indifferent. Both of them felt the other's extraordinary power. At this moment, they both regarded the other as the strongest opponent in their lives. They also knew that it would be difficult to win with this move.
A silent person is like a silent sword, silent and traceless. Only an invincible belief swirls in the mind of the swordsman and the swordsman——
"bass--"
The blood moon moved, and so did the light of the sword; facing the broken sword, which seemed to be full of flaws but was actually invulnerable, he chose to take the initiative and strike first!
Can Jian held the sword and remained motionless, as quiet as the underworld. He knew in his heart that if he moved, he would be doomed to defeat in the next moment.
Stopping with stillness and gathering momentum, Can Jian boldly approaches as the blood moon approaches. He sees the knife in the swordsman's hand slashing from top to bottom, about to hit Can Jian, but there is still no movement of the iron sword in his hand...
When the blade was only one centimeter away from the broken sword, Xueyue suddenly stopped his power, flew back a hundred meters away, pressed the long knife back into the scabbard, and stopped attacking the broken sword. In other words, this time
The recruitment is over.
"Huh? Blood Moon! What's going on! Why did you stop?" the Lord of the Western Desert asked.
"Just now, my sword was still one centimeter away from him... but his move was only one millimeter away from me... If I had advanced any further... his sword would have cut through my right shoulder and left a two-inch gap.
The sword mark... Then I will lose... If I close the sword, it will be a tie... Because this millimeter of passive distance cannot be controlled by him... In short, I can't beat him with this move... But he has a chance to win.
I..." Xue Yue said the situation at that moment without any frustration. The Lord of the Western Desert knew Xue Yue's character. Since he said this, there would be no lies.
"As long as your sword is faster by half a second, I will lose... The difference between half a second and half a millimeter... makes me feel lucky..." Can Jian is not proud and expresses his respect for Xueyue frankly.
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"You didn't lose, so I lost this bet... Okay! You are qualified to enter the Western Desert!" Although the Lord of the Western Desert was unwilling to do so, he still kept his promise.
"The qualifications are true... What I came here to do this time is a sword. This sword has attracted people from all over the world to compete for it. If I can get it, I will leave immediately..." Can Jian knew what he was thinking.
To find Zi Ming more efficiently in the Western Desert, the Lord of the Western Desert is definitely the best partner to cooperate with.
"Well... I know the sword you are talking about... but the person who owns this sword is not easy to mess with. If you go to him and ask for it, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as taking a move..."
When the Lord of the Western Desert talked about that person, he clearly expressed some fear.
"This sword is inevitable for me. Please tell me the whereabouts of that person." Can Jian asked.
"There are four areas in this desert. The direction you are coming from is the East Area, which we call the East Desert because it was occupied by a certain force thirty years ago. My base area is the West Desert, and then there is the South Desert.
In the two districts of the Northern Desert, the sword you want is now in the hands of the Lord of the Southern Desert. The Lord of the Southern Desert is named Yu Yin. Although she is only a woman, she is not an ordinary woman... Let me put it this way... I win.
But the Lord of the North Desert, in order to pursue the Lord of the South Desert, the Lord of the North Desert has challenged him many times, but every time he lost half his life!" the Lord of the West Desert said in a panic.
"If that's the case...I'm afraid my trip will be in vain..." Can Jian smiled helplessly.
