The Mighty Sword of Legend

Chapter 9

Seeing Kelvin waving his hand beside the camels, they hurriedly walked over to the house. Han Wenyue had just been meditating in the tent, but in fact, she had heard some faint sounds. As her internal strength and cultivation became more and more powerful, his senses were much better than ordinary people. But at present, in this aspect, he could not compare with the old mercenaries who often rolled on the line of death.

A few specks of light appeared in the distance, as if they were torches. Kelvin ordered a soldier next to him, "Send the signal, determine whether we are enemies or friends, and avoid conflicts as much as possible." For him, his most important task right now was to protect Ben and Han Wenyue's safety. However, the signal light didn't light up for a long time, so Kelvin was a bit angry. "What is going on?"

The soldier fiddled with the signal light while answering, "Head, I don't know what's going on, but it's not bright."

In the blink of an eye, the enemies were about 60 meters away from the camp, and they could vaguely see the appearance of the people who came. Kelvin sighed with relief. None of the 30 people on the other side had guns. They only had an Areab-shaped scimitar hanging on their side. If they really fought, these people would not be a threat to them.

This group of people stopped about 20 meters away from the camp. There was a scorpion-shaped pattern drawn on the robes of 30 people who stood on the left side of the camp. The world was so quiet that one could only hear the sound of the hooves falling on the sand. A burly man in Areabs walked out of the crowd. His beard and beard were so thick that it rivaled Kava's. A horrible scar covered almost his entire right side of the face. He slowly looked at the people hiding behind the camels. When he saw the black, prominent gun muzzle, he looked very disapproving. Then he put his right hand on his chest and bent down, making an Italian-style ceremony that everyone understood. He said, "Guests in the distance, there's a forbidden area ahead. Please turn back immediately. In addition to this area, there are more better scenes waiting for you to enjoy." He spoke in standard English, but in unquestionable tone.

There was no reply for a moment, but Han Wenyue had roughly guessed the origins of these people. In the hinterland of the desert, these people were all riding horses. It must be known that in the desert, horses' endurance was comparable to that of camels.

Seeing no one answered, the strong man continued, "Who is the person in charge? Please come out and talk."

Kelvin frowned. Under such circumstances, he could not allow Han Wenyue to take the risk. Just as he was about to reply, Han Wenyue stood up before him. She patted his shoulder behind him and whispered, "They don't look malicious. Let Wenyue deal with them."

At this time, in addition to a few mercenaries with guns, the rest of the attention was focused on Han Wenyue who was slowly walking out. Han Wenyue was originally handsome and tall and straight. With the sword on her back, she looked quite unrestrained. The big man's eyes showed admiration. The Areab nanotechnology had a strong nature and had a blind worship for martial arts, especially the people who relied on their own strength, rather than the strength of modern weapons. Because of this, Han Wenyue with the sword was more likely to win their recognition and respect.

Han Wenyue replied, "I'm Han Wenyue from Z Country." She then clasped her fists. To be honest, Han Wenyue herself didn't know if she could understand the most basic etiquette of Z Country. However, she was 20 meters away from them. Moreover, she was riding a horse. Obviously, it wasn't practical to shake hands with her.

The burly man placed his hand on his chest and bowed immediately. "Mr. Han, you can just call me Ban Ha." The government was friendly to most of the people of Z Country. On this point, it could be said that the Z Country had always been very opposed to the wars between Europe and America and black countries. On the other hand, he believed that it was influenced by the trade cooperation between the Z Country and Japan in the early days.

Han Wenyue smiled and said, "Mr. Bara, may I ask why you are here?"

Baha frowned inadvertently. "It's Quicksand District in front of us. It's very dangerous. For everyone's safety, please go to Han Mo and enjoy the sunset."

Behind the camel, Elmo Han, who only had half a head sticking out, muttered in a low voice, "I've been in this desert for several decades. I've never heard of any Quicksand Area in this area. There isn't even a sandstorm here..." Before he could finish his sentence, Bara's expression suddenly became cold and abnormal. He stared at Elmo Han's face with a knife-like gaze, and the pitiful old man swallowed the rest of his words.

Ba Ha turned back and looked serious. "Mr. Han, please forgive us for not telling you the truth due to our unavoidable difficulties. But there will be abnormalities and we don't know how dangerous the situation is. Please go back." His tone became very sincere this time.

Han Wenyue's heart skipped a beat. The man must know something about the Sleeping Pagoda, she thought. Moreover, he must have a good heart from his words. It seemed that he had to make a bet. Han Wenyue took out a silver cross from her collar. But if one looked closely, it was not a cross. It had a very strange shape. It was a silver angel with a huge sword on its back. The angel's wings unfolded on both sides of the armguard. The angle was exquisitely made and shone with silver light in the snow-like moonlight. Han Wenyue shook her hand and asked, "Do you know this one?"

Ba Ha's expression suddenly became very strange. He opened his mouth but made no sound. Han Wenyue laughed in her heart. It seemed that she really got the upper hand this time.

Sure enough, after a short silence, Bara finally spoke, "How did you get the Holy Sword badge? Oh, I understand, you are the person from Z country mentioned by the Asian."

Han Wenyue smiled. "Can we go now?"

Ba Ha shook his head and said, "Please forgive me, Mr. Han. I think your commission is over. This matter is formally handled by the guard of our Holy Place. Of course, this is also the order of the Holy City. Please go back."

Han Wenyue was stunned. Apparently, she didn't expect this result. In this situation, it was really reluctant to let him go back, but she was worried about the safety of his friends. While she was hesitating, Zhao Zhiqiu suddenly said, "Since you are here, how can you go back so easily?" His English was blunt, but it was easy to understand.

Ba Ha's knife-like eyes swept over them again and stopped at Zhao Zhiqiu's face. "Mr. and I'm sorry. For your safety, if you don't leave, I don't mind using force."

Zhao Zhiqiu was fearless. He looked at him and asked, "Do you want to try?"

###Chapter5,The Guard of the Sacred Land

For the first time, Han Wenyue found that the young man's momentum was unusually fierce, which made her feel cold all over. It was not strange that there was such momentum coming from Bara. She could tell from the appearance that the young man was a battle-hardened warrior. It was strange that a thin young man like Zhao Zhiqiu was also like that. What Han Wenyue didn't know was that the so-called murderous air exuded from the two men was exactly the so-called murderous air. The soldiers behind him who had struggled over the line of death could already be identified clearly. If it were not for the fact that he had a certain level of martial arts cultivation in Z Country and was much more sensitive than ordinary people, he might not have felt it at all.

The scene fell silent again, and the atmosphere became tense. Han Wenyue was a little anxious. After all, judging from the identity of the other party, this group of people were on the same front as her. If there was a conflict, then the following journey would not be so smooth. He took two steps forward and was about to speak, but Jack came from behind.

Because everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Zhiqiu and Ba Ha just now, no one noticed when Jack, with a strange look on his face, appeared in front of them. This guy was eager to stir up trouble. He shouted before Han Wenyue spoke, "Hey! Ba Ha, do you have a holy lamp?"

Baha was stunned. He was very surprised that this hippie, black-faced guy in front of him said such stupid words. After being stunned for a while, he had realized that he had gone a little too far. If there was a conflict, it would not be good for both sides. He frowned and replied, "Of course not."

"Hehe." Jack laughed in a strange manner. "Then is your head going to be damaged? Just based on the few of you who have unearthed a few artifacts, how can you talk about force with us?" He then waved the automatic rifle in his hand.

Han Wenyue regretted it so much. Why didn't she kick him to death? Now the situation was tense enough. These words of this guy were like adding fuel to the flames.

Unexpectedly, Bara was not angry. He and the people behind him seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and they all laughed. Some even made strange sounds, which was comparable to Jack's.

Jack's eyes were wide open, and he held a gun in his hand, looking funny. In fact, not only him, but also others felt that these people were crazy. It seemed that Jack's words just now were not without reason.

After a burst of laughter, Baratheon stared at Jack. "It looks like Elmohan didn't tell you that when you enter the boundaries of the sacred land, your broken guns can only be considered scrap metal. Of course, if you don't believe me, you can try firing at me."

His voice was so loud that everyone heard it. He turned around to look at Elmo Han and saw that he was almost lying on the ground. He suddenly recalled that Elmo Han had indeed mentioned this to him, but he had always thought that it was a lie used by ancient people to scare the aboriginals in order to maintain a sense of mystery. Was there really such an incredible thing?

Jack patted his forehead and went straight to point the gun at Buckh. Han Wenyue stopped him in a hurry. In fact, Han Wenyue did not know much about the so-called holy land they referred to. She also had some doubts about what Buckh had said. If Jack really fired, it would not be easy to end the battle.

Jack turned his head and looked at Han Wenyue. In fact, after he had fought with Han Wenyue, he no longer looked down on the young man from the bottom of his heart. Only after Tyger and others told him about the incident did he completely accept Han Wenyue. This guy was stubborn and stubborn, but he was a simple and honest person. Now, he had completely stood on the side of Han Wenyue. Seeing Han Wenyue slowly shaking her head, Jack shrugged and put down his gun.

Han Wenyue didn't expect Jack to be so obedient. She paused for a moment and said to Ba Ha, "Mr. Ba Ha, I think we can talk about it."