The King of the Sword King
Rain in the Cursed Desert (iv)

  It was a dark night, when the clouds seemed multilayered, as if compactly scattered in the Cursed Desert Sky. It seemed like they were unwilling to bring up the Full Moon, a sign that the two strongest Immortal would clash swords. 

   At that moment a strange phenomenon occurred in the sky, over that Cursed Field. All eyes wide, mouth open, looking up.

   Then he appeared shrouded in a dangerous aura suffocating the soul. Shimmering in the darkness of the night. The sound it made was crackling, like the sound of a huge monster crawling on the ground, ready to create cracks of sandy soil in the desert. 

Whoaa ! all eyes glared into space right then and there.

   It was the appearance of a human being, seen emerging from behind a pile of black clouds. He rode on the dragon, the legendary creature who roared with the song of battle breaking the silence of the night. 

   That figure felt right like an invincible expert figure. He was an Immortal Soul Master. The spies were wide-eyed to witness the appearance of that soul immortal expert.

Who her? What is he doing? Will he fight later? Everyone was wondering anxiously. 

   It hasn't stopped there. The dragon that he rode, that majestic almighty, emerged from the shadows of the sky through the clouds and mega that enveloped the Cursed Desert, was now swooping down in fear, tucked away in a mysterious night wind.

   That soul Immortal Master floated from the dragon's back and landed smoothly on the sandy ground. The spies who witnessed the maneuver went into an uproar. 

   His arrival was greeted by cheers from the first 1000 practitioners riding the flying horse. Before long all the visitors mingled in shouts of "Immortal ! Immortal ! The immortal!" 

   The thousand cavalry troops flew, even simultaneously issuing words of continued respect..

"Baron Wei the Immortal - Baron Wei the Immortal.

Defeat Nangong Rong !" they were haunting the newly arrived figure, the immortal Baron Wei - they remained solemn, alert and disciplined. 

   Visitors who deliberately came just to be spectators immediately joined in cheering with admiration. It is an experience that will never be forgotten.

Meanwhile...

   The three people in the tent of the Harmony Sword Sect, Yong-yong, Wang Qing-qing and Master Huo Qing were also in an uproar, mingling with enthusiastic visitors.

"Well, Baron Wei looks so amazing! He even controlled the Dragon, as if it was his contracted animal. The technique of lightening his body was also very perfect !" twinkling eyes Wang Qing-qing watched from a distance.

   For some reason, Yong-yong, the young man, replied quietly.

"Yes, right. That man called Baron Wei was a figure I admired" Yong-yong's voice softly said. But Wang Qing-qing and Huo Qing did not catch on to it. Both of them coolly dissolved in euphoria, watching an Immortal ahl.  

   Even Huo Qing expressed his admiration.

"I felt like I saw a god in the sky. Although this was an Immortal Soul expert, but he was certainly an extraordinary person."

   Meanwhile, Yong-yong the young boy, gets late as he stares at Baron Wei from a distance. The face of the Elf though looks fine, but it cannot be denied. His physique began to age, making observant-eyed people can see one figure who is tired, because living in the world for too long.

   Needless to say, Baron Wei was an ancient Elf who lived for over five hundred years. Usually, the other Elves when the physical gets more tired, they will immediately hold a sailing ceremony to the Wonderland Wonderland Wonderland, live there and form a new physique that is young, healthy and does not wither anymore.

   Wang Qing-qing caught the glint of Yong-yong's watery eyes. Said.. 

"Oh what is it, 

   why are your eyes glazed? What's going on?" his words were concerned, paying attention to those clearly wet eyeballs.

   Curious, Huo Qing followed the investigation..

"Yes, is there something strange? Why are you sad young man?" tanyakanya.

   Yong-yong slightly timidly blinked his eyes, trying to drive away the fog of tears that had been floating. He said...

"Nothing happened. I was just a little worried about seeing that Baron Wei. Especially after knowing that he was the champion of the Flying Sword Sect who would duel later..

   He looks old and too fragile, doesn't he?" yong-yong.

   Imperceptibly, Wang Qing-qing and Huo Qing followed closely watching Baron Wei, the newly arrived soul Immortal. In a few blinks after looking carefully, inevitably, they had to agree that Baron Wei looked tired.

"Although his face was still shining, but the Bron Wei looked very old. I doubt if he can win this duel.." sis Huo Qing .

   Meanwhile, deep in the sandy desert near the battle arena, Baron Wei the Immortal expert was seen walking close to the 10 Sages who were all covered in the same uniform. Straw coat, cap cap cap cap, making it difficult to distinguish which one is female and which one is male.

   Soon the full moon will show his face. The wind blew fiercely, carrying the aromas of excitement from the 1000 winged horsemen, seeing the presence of Baron Wei and the ten sages.

"Is everything ready?" the voice of Baron Wei broke the desolate desert back, all eyes waiting for the next action.

"Ready to death ! The Flying Sword Sect is not afraid of death !" the passionate calls of the cavalry. 

   The audience was stunned to see Baron Wei, the Immortal expert who was now conversing with the 10 Sage and then moving towards the 1000 winged horsemen like warlords who were ready to fight alone. 

   The old Elf robe was flaming, he stood gallantly in the middle of the arena, his hands began to play mystical music, with Guzheng in his hands. Lightning of energy broke out around him, as a shahdu tinge in his quote. 

"That is the ability of an Immortal-ranked practitioner!

   His every move always gave rise to a snatching, deadly energy" Huo Qing said warily.

   The experience of the ancients, attending this event of the Sword King in the Desert, mentioned that with just a single trick, Baron Wei was able to make a thousand troops collapsed helplessly. That was why he hurriedly gave the earplugs cotton to Wang Qing-qing and Yong-yong's youngster.

   Then, as the moon began to rise from the east, it slowly crept closer to its peak. Everyone was surprised by a phenomenon.

   One's shadow was vaguely like flying high above the Cursed Desert, like blowing wind in all directions. His shadow even touched the sandy plains, looking huge like a giant, monstrous with an oppressive aura. 

   The light emanating from his sword shining down on the dark turning sky above there turned a sea of blood light. The Cursed Desert was now bright and shining, but this was the color of death, the color of blood red. 

   From the outer sky, there was the singing of the sword song that accompanied the journey of the figure, making all the creatures in the Cursed Desert as well as in the surroundings enchanted as well as frightened. 

   The figure in the sky then shouted loudly, spreading its magical power with a trembling roar. His presence really made all the creatures in the Cursed Desert start to feel scared and want to hide. 

"Lucky we've been wearing hearing cover. If you don't, you two, Yong-yong and Qing-qing, I'm sure you've fallen down since then, unable to resist this oppression" Huo Qing said in a hand gesture. He did not dare to make a loud noise, afraid to disturb the silence and the terrible atmosphere.

The Silver Continent Sword God moved forward quickly and used his sword to destroy everything that was blocking his path. Each movement of his sword gave off a dazzling light and gave rise to a thunderous roar.

   Suddenly one voice sounded from the sky, creepy and the energy contained in it, seemed to make the heart will be dislodged, for anyone who heard it. 

"I am Nangong Rong, the Immortal God Sword of the Silver Continent.

   Who was that Flying Sword Sect, who dared to challenge the Immortal in a duel?" oppressive and haughty ! 

   Nangong Rong laughed so loudly. Lots of visitors who were in the Desert helplessly held back his aura. They fell to their knees, depressed laughter so strong and oppressive.nangong Rong looked satisfied, when he saw most of the visitors that night collapsed oppressed.

   Increasingly arrogant and fearless Nagong Rong unites his power with the power of the gods..

"I am the incarnation of the gods, the angels and the judges of the Wonderland Country...

   None of these mortal beings can resist me. With this Fire Immortal Sword will be my path opener.every barrier I will level !"

   His self-cherishing voice sounded even more terrifying. When that Baron Wei instantly whistled loudly..

Suiiit. 

   A thousand troops rode in rapid motion and formed a line. One after another in quick movements the eyes could not follow, soaring into the sky and forming a long sword formation.

   The ten Sages jumped into the sky. Each of them held a sword in his right and left hand.

   Baron Wei from the bottom began to cast a spell.His sigh sounded loudly, his hand held the strings of Guzheng and channeled soul power into his quote...

"The sword scratches the sky !"

   Instantly a white light shimmered, appearing dangerously from the formation of a thousand cavalry soldiers, when a combined energy was created.

"Dead off !"

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