"Hey, hey, do you have a place to hide? This Tulong is about to fly over." Zhao Xiaochuan pulled the man's clothes anxiously and unconsciously.

The man in white looked at Zhao Xiaochuan. At first, his eyes were stiff and unconscious, but gradually he became more and more angry.

The eyes were confused at the beginning, and then I saw Zhao Xiaochuan a little surprised, but my eyes turned and shocked and a hint of joy.

This series of changes was very rapid. Zhao Xiaochuan looked at the brown flying dragon getting closer and closer in the distance and was about to cry, and he didn't notice his abnormality at all.

He looked at Zhao Xiaochuan's trembling hands, then his neck turned stiffly, and looked at the flying earth dragon. His eyes slowly appeared, as if a sleepy person was slowly awakening.

"Extend your hand." The man said.

"Scared." Zhao Xiaochuan was waving his head on both sides in a hurry, wanting to cry without tears.

As soon as he spoke, Zhao Xiaochuan was startled. But he immediately reacted and understood what he said.

"Extend your hand? Why do you reach out? Let's find a place to hide. Do you have anything..."

Before Zhao Xiaochuan finished speaking, the man seemed to be rusted. He mechanically raised his hand and handed out the bronze ancient sword in his hand.

As soon as the bronze ancient sword came out, the whole world seemed to be boiling. A domineering will suddenly come. The man frowned and his other hand slammed his pressure coefficient disappeared. Zhao Xiaochuan only felt a chill behind his neck, without a layer of goose bumps. Zhao Xiaochuan looked back and found that the brown dragon was actually a hundred meters away. Zhao Xiaochuan could clearly see the hideous dragon head and the captivating dragon horn, and rushed towards him.

"Help, save..... Save, my god, come here!"

The void around the man in white suddenly rose and fell, bronze lightning continued to wander, gradually approaching, and the target pointed directly at the man's hand holding the sword.

The man in white was not panicked at all and shouted suddenly at Zhao Xiaochuan: "Have the sword!"

Zhao Xiaochuan was stunned and was ashamed of a blow. He was shocked and even took the sword from the man's hand by a stranger.

At this moment, there seemed to be some kind of shackle between the world and the world, and everything was blessed to the soul. The bronze thunder and lightning in the void instantly dissipated at the moment when Zhao Xiaochuan took the bronze sword, like snow meeting hot oil, clean and neat.

But the man didn't care at all, and then drank: "Draw the sword!"

The brown dragon is approaching.

"How...how can I get out? I, I don't know!"

Zhao Xiaochuan's face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat. He trembled and then looked back at the dragon and the man in white, and tears had already flowed out of his eyes.

The man in white frowned and shouted again: "Get out the sword!"

The dragon opened its mouth, its hideous and gangly teeth were uneven, carrying huge wind pressure to bite it. The crisis of death was like a sharp knife, reaching its heart straight!

"Ah wow!" Zhao Xiaochuan felt his heart shrink, and he screamed, regardless of the silence, picked up the bronze ancient sword in his hand, closed his eyes and cried straight out.

The giant dragon, the ancient sword, the boy.

The three meet on the same line, like spring thunder suddenly sounds.

The bronze ancient sword tip and the dragon horn are close together.

"boom!"

The giant dragon is thousands of feet tall, and the bronze ancient sword is completely like a mountain to a grain of rice, but the giant dragon crashes into the bronze ancient sword but collapses.

In desperation, Zhao Xiaochuan closed his eyes and slashed out a sword, but found that there was no huge impact as he imagined. The ancient sword in his hand did have a strong impact, but it was completely possible for him to deal with it.

Zhao Xiaochuan secretly opened one eye with his courage and then opened his eyes widened in shock.

The huge earth dragon rushed over and hit the tip of the bronze ancient sword, but it was like a river hitting the rock, divided into two halves and cracked from both sides.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiaochuan saw an air vortex suddenly appearing in front of the sword. Zhao Xiaochuan vaguely guessed what it was, but before he could react, the air vortex hit the sword blade of the bronze ancient sword.

This time, it was like detonating a bomb, and it was a large-tonnage explosive. The air vortex was the eye of the wind before. At this moment, it exploded and instantly turned into a huge impact force, covering a range of hundreds of meters. The remaining dragon body behind it was suddenly broken into tiny dregs, and the surrounding mountains were bombarded with gravel flying everywhere!

But Zhao Xiaochuan was safe and sound.

Zhao Xiaochuan saw a huge mountain rock flying towards Zhao Xiaochuan with his own eyes. Before he could move, the stone hit the bronze sword and was split into two halves.

The bronze ancient sword was like the sharpest rock, unmoving, but extremely sharp. Whether it was a hurricane, an explosion or a gravel, as soon as it approached, it was all cut into two mercilessly by the ancient sword and scraped away from him.

Slowly, the storm gradually dissipated, and about 10 or 20 minutes, the dust settled around, and the dim sky returned to peace again.

But Zhao Xiaochuan still grew up at this moment, holding the bronze ancient sword stupidly, standing like a puppet, and tears could be seen from the corners of his eyes.

At this time, the mysterious man in white slowly walked out from behind. After all, his body was still as usual, as if it was not affected by the previous storm. Moreover, his movements became more and more agile, no longer as stiff as before.

He slowly walked to Zhao Xiaochuan, stretched out his fingers, and gently flicked the bronze ancient sword.

"bite."

The sound is like a clear spring, and the pearls and jade hit the jade plate, crisp and long.

The ancient sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the sword whirled into his ears. Zhao Xiaochuan shivered and then came to his senses.

His eyes slowly focused, and he saw clearly the bronze ancient sword in his hand, but he suddenly fell to the ground. Only then did he realize that his whole body was soaked in sweat, his legs were trembling constantly, and he had no strength.

The things that happened before were too fantastic. Zhao Xiaochuan had never heard of them. This situation had exceeded the limit of his imagination. It was considered that he had a strong ability to withstand it because he didn't scare him.

"Hu~Hu."

He breathed the spicy air around him desperately, and felt his chest slowly adapt to the stimulating pain, and then he slowly calmed down. The bronze ancient sword in his hand was clenched and clenched, as if this would give him a sense of security.

He actually doesn't believe in gods and ghosts, but now he just wants to be quiet.

"Are you okay?"

Zhao Xiaochuan was stunned, and his blank mind slowly recovered from his mind. Then he remembered that there was another person next to him.

Looking up, the other party was looking at him calmly.

"I just... killed a dragon?" Zhao Xiaochuan said with a little hoarse throat and he swallowed constantly.

The man was stunned, and seemed to have not expected that he would ask this as soon as he opened his mouth, but after thinking about it, he replied: "No."

"Then...what is that?"

"Obstinence." The man seemed to be cherishing his words as gold as gold, and he was unwilling to say one more word.

"Ah? What does it mean?" Zhao Xiaochuan, as an outstanding student, was completely unable to understand Chinese language for the first time...

The man ignored him, as if he was saying that he had already answered and was unwilling to repeat it.

He pointed to the bronze ancient sword in Zhao Xiaochuan's hand and asked, "Why?"

"Yes!" Zhao Xiaochuan almost instinctively raised the bronze ancient sword, pointing the tip of the sword directly at the man in white, but immediately blushed again. Only then did he remember that the sword seemed to be someone else's.

The man in white didn't care at all, even though Zhao Xiaochuan pointed the tip of the sword at him.

He bent down, alternating his index fingers and middle fingers, and then bounced the bronze ancient sword again.

"bite."

As soon as the crisp sound rang out, the ancient sword suddenly emitted a simple soft light. Then Zhao Xiaochuan looked at the bronze sword in his hand slowly shrinking in the light, until it finally turned into a round jade. At first glance, it seemed like something like a jade pendant, but Zhao Xiaochuan couldn't help but touch it, but found that its texture was cold, hard and rough. When he looked closely, it was a bronze iron tool.

"This is...just, sword?" Zhao Xiaochuan picked up the bronze jade the size of his thumb, touched it and asked with some uncertainty.

But the man in white was too lazy to answer his boring question, and said to Zhao Xiaochuan straight to the point:

"Do me a favor."

Zhao Xiaochuan was stunned. After two seconds, he realized when he looked at the calm man in white. The other party was talking to him.

"Me? What can I help you? I just came to this world and I can't even care about it." Zhao Xiaochuan said embarrassedly.

After all, he took other people's things and was a god's treasure. It's logical that he should be short-speaking and short-selling, but Zhao Xiaochuan really doesn't have the ability to help others at present.

"Sorry, it's not that I don't help, it's that I'm really helpless at the moment. I can't even find a way out now." Zhao Xiaochuan was embarrassed, afraid that he would be unhappy, so he quickly added.

The man in white looked at him, but said to himself: "Take it to Dongsheng Shenzhou."

While speaking, he threw out a jade pendant and fell into Zhao Xiaochuan's hands.

"Ah?" Zhao Xiaochuan heard the ordinary green jade pendant in his hand. After thinking about it, he had a slight impression of Dongsheng Shenzhou in his mind. It should not be too difficult to give something to others. He asked, "Is there any time limit?"

"ten years."

"Trade." Zhao Xiaochuan twisted the jade pendant with two fingers and gave him a reassuring look.

The man in white raised his mouth gently, raised his hand and flicked it, a glimmer of light flew into the jade pendant, and two red silk threads slowly grew out of the jade pendant.

"Yu and Jian are kept well, and it won't be useful in the future."

The man in white said something inexplicable and turned away.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Xiaochuan asked instinctively.

"It's time to go." The man in white gradually got farther and farther away.

"Do you know how to get out?" Zhao Xiaochuan looked at the vague figure of the man in white and shouted: "Take me with you."

"It is better to seek yourself than to ask others. The way out is behind you. See you again if you are destined to be destined."

Zhao Xiaochuan subconsciously looked back and saw the Sword God Mountain that was still standing. Looking back, the man in white was gone.

This scene has to make Zhao Xiaochuan speechless. Do immortals like this tune? They suddenly appear, then suddenly disappear. Then they give people a bunch of things and send a task...

However, not to mention that this bronze jadeware is quite magical. Zhao Xiaochuan played with the two newly obtained treasures in his hand. He saw that the bronze jadeware changed from a sword to a small jade pendant with his own eyes. This is definitely a treasure. As for the thing that looks like a jade pendant, although it is not strange now, it is definitely not ordinary from the hands of an immortal.

Zhao Xiaochuan thought about it and put the jade entrusted to him on his neck, so that it would not be easy to lose, and he could remind himself at all times. Then he thought about it and played with the oval bronze jade as big as a thumb in his hand. After thinking about it, there was no good idea, so he could only put it in a small purse in the sleeve of the clothes. Ancient clothes still had their advantages.

......

After cleaning up, Zhao Xiaochuan had a headache. The mysterious man left, and he was the only one left. There was no sense of direction in this place. There was no sun in the sky, but the whole world was dull orange-red, which made people feel very depressed. Although the spicy air gradually adapted, it still made people feel uncomfortable all over.
To be continued...