The news of the princess's arrival quickly spread throughout the station, and the Shalit warriors surrounded it, and there was no fence in this station, so people could gather at will, and soon countless Shalit warriors had gathered around the Sand King, most of them were eyeing the Sand King, and what they had seen before had made them believe that the Sand King was a rebellion against his father.

The black-robed man stood there quietly, silent, not even shaking his body, his black robe seemed to be attached to some force, and the desert wind could not blow.

Seeing that countless Shalit warriors had surrounded the Sand King, Dole had some bottom in his heart.

"Who is he?" Doler asked, pointing at the man.

The Sand King was very calm, and smiled lightly, "What, you know?"

Dole's face was very gloomy and terrifying, he didn't even look at the Sand King, but stared at the black-robed man, "Uncover the hood, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!"

The Sand King shook his head slowly, "He's just a friend of mine, and he knows that I'm in danger this time, so he's escorting me here, but don't worry, he won't hurt anyone." ”

"Your friend?" said Dole's anger, "what friend do you have!, and why is he carrying that sword!?"

"Because I couldn't hold the sword, I had to ask him to bring it, and ...... The imp has already returned the sword to us, and I have come this time, first, to be judged, and secondly, to return the sword. ”

There was a thick suspicion in Doler's eyes, "You mean you're ready to stand trial and give me this sword?"

The Sand King smiled. "Dole, I am not accepting your judgment, and I am not handing over this sword to you, but to the eldest prince, since my father has returned to the desert, then the position of this sand king will naturally be inherited by my father's successor, that is, the eldest prince, and this sword will naturally be handed over to the eldest prince, and no matter what. The Sand King must always be a man. Or women, who are not men or women, must not work. ”

Doler's face twisted when he heard this, and his heart went crazy, thinking that you damn little thing ruined the rest of my life. Now you dare to sarcastically mock me here!

But he was not angry. It's not just the name of the eldest prince that weighs on him now. And the black-robed man gave Dole the feeling that he was like a huge beast.

Raising his vigilance to the highest level, Doler finally turned his gaze to the Sand King, "Since the princess is so focused on the overall situation. Then you're welcome, tie me up!!"

Dozens of Shalit warriors suddenly pressed forward with scimitars in hand.

A black mang flew from behind the Sand King, and with a "bang" it hit a large area of yellow sand, and the Shalit warriors suddenly stopped.

That black light was the Great Sword of the Dust of the Desolation.

Dole glanced at the big sword stuck in the ground, and his gaze turned cold, "Your Highness Princess, your friends seem to be a little dissatisfied with us. ”

The Sand King stepped forward, held a big sword taller than her, and said with a smile: "My friend told me that this sword is related to the safety of the desert and is the fundamental source of the desert's existence, and it must not be handed over to people with bad intentions, which can only bring disaster to the desert." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Sand King's expression was unusually relaxed, "It's very simple, my friend hopes that the person who gets this sword is a person who is really qualified to use this sword, so this is a small test, if no one passes the guò test, my friend will take this sword." ”

Dole's gaze became sharp for a moment, "This is originally a treasure of our desert, how can you let outsiders take it away, come here!" ”

The guards exchanged glances a few times, and immediately two of them walked out and cautiously leaned towards the big sword.

The Sand King looked at the two of them, and suddenly said, "Senbu and Sende, you two brothers used to graze cattle next door in the eastern part of the desert, and you didn't have enough to eat, but it was my father who made you two become warriors and his personal guards, do you remember this?"

The two brothers, Senbu and Sende, were slightly stunned, exchanged glances, and their faces became a little unnatural, but they still walked forward hard.

Seeing that the two of them were ashamed, the sand king nodded and took a step back, "You still have a conscience, I don't blame you." ”

Senbu and Sende came to the big sword, and seeing that the sand king had no strange reaction, one of them grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the other carefully held the blade of the sword, and slammed it hard.

The two were stunned at the same time.

Not only did Sende, who was holding the sword, fail to shake the sword in the slightest, but even Senbu, who was holding the hilt, couldn't shake it.

The two of them immediately exerted their strength again, but the sword seemed to have been there since ancient times.

This scene made the nearby Shalit warriors can't help but talk slightly, although the big sword seems to be not light, but it should not be so heavy that the two guards can't lift it, and the sword is stuck in the sand, even if it can't be lifted, it can always be knocked down, but now it doesn't move, as if it has taken root under the sand.

The two brothers worked hard and sweated profusely, but the big sword just didn't move!

Dole had been watching from the side, his expression was gloomy, he knew that this sword was not mortal, this time the other party came with this sword, and also threw out a condition, it didn't look like he was going to be caught.

"You guys, too!"

Suddenly, four guards rushed out from behind Dole again, and the six people worked together to move the big sword, but no matter how hard these six people tried, the big sword didn't tremble, not to mention being moved.

The appearance of these six guards baring their teeth made all the Shalit warriors extremely surprised, the Sand King's personal guards are all one in a million warriors, even if such a sword can't be used freely, but the six people can't shake it, this is simply impossible.

The six of them used their strength for a long time, and finally had to reluctantly let go of the big sword and look at Doler in embarrassment.

Dole didn't blame them, because he knew in his heart that it must be the Sand King's ghost, and this time he said that he had come to stand trial and return the sword, but now it seemed that he was clearly looking for trouble.

"Give it to me! Whoever can carry this sword, how much gold there is!"

Countless Shalit warriors swooped in and swarmed towards the great sword.

The Sand King stepped back a bit. It was convenient for those soldiers to draw their swords, and suddenly countless people crowded up, shouting and howling one after another, and countless hands grabbed the big sword up and down together, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Doler looked at the Sand King through the crowd like a wolf in the desert.

The Sand King stood there quietly, just looking at the Shalit warriors who rushed up to draw their swords, without the slightest expression on his face.

The chaos lasted for more than an hour, and almost all of the self-reliant Shalit warriors had tried, but none of them had been able to lift the sword. The sword was stuck in the sand. It was as unshakable as if it had been inserted into a rock, and many of the warriors had fallen to the ground from exhaustion in order not to be stepped on by others. had to be carried away immediately.

Doler did not stop the farcical scene. He wanted to give himself some time to think about the situation. But he soon discovered something and had to stop thinking about it.

The Shalit warriors who fell because of the loss of strength...... That's a lot.

"How many people were carried away?"

One of Dole's guards whispered, "More than two hundred." ”

"Stop!"

Dorler let out a loud roar, and the Shalit warriors who were struggling to draw their swords quickly stopped. And they all retreated, and at this time, a few more warriors fell weakly......

"Your Royal Highness, this sword of yours seems to dislike the people of the desert!"

"This sword is here even earlier than the desert, it is it that gave birth to the desert, it is it that gives birth to all the people of the desert, didn't my father tell you that the treasure of this desert is the source of a qiē in the desert. ”

Doler exclaimed in a low voice, "But what do you mean by having done something to this sword and harming more than 200 of our warriors?"

"I said that only the right people should use this sword, and obviously none of them are qualified to use it, and it is not surprising that there are occasional punishments for not being able to do enough with this sword. ”

The Sand King replied lightly, and then asked casually, "Dole, as a hero in the hearts of the warriors now, aren't you going to try it?"

Everyone's eyes were immediately on Dole.

Doler's eyes flashed with murder, but quickly hidden, "You want me to give it a try?"

"Lord Dole has been seriously injured, how can he be in danger lightly," one of the guards suddenly shouted.

The Sand King sneered, "At the beginning, my father was seriously wounded, and he led all the warriors to pursue the enemy, and he never said that he was injured when he stained thirty sand dunes with blood, is it that now my father is gone, the desert ...... There are no more warriors?"

"Bold! the Sand King was just ......"

"Smack!"

Dole slapped the guard to the ground, "Lord Sand King is also something you can discuss?"

The guard quickly got up from the ground, bowed his head and retreated.

Taking a deep breath, Dole slowly walked up, looked at the big sword in front of him, looked at the countless Shalit warriors around him, and sneered: "Your Royal Highness Princess, I don't know what will happen to those who can use this sword?"

"Perhaps, you can become the master of the desert. ”

Immediately, there was an uproar around, and the warriors couldn't help but look at the black-robed man, who had the sword on his back just now.

"The master of the desert......" Dole looked disdainful, "Lord Sand King once said that it is all the people of the desert who can control the desert, and the Sand King is just the unity of the will of all the people of the desert, and a sword can decide who is the master of the desert, which is simply ridiculous!"

Before the words fell, Dole stretched out his hand and grabbed the big sword, and let out a deep sigh, the muscles and flesh of his arm were obviously entangled, and he pulled it randomly and violently!

Just listen to a few "clicks"!

The bones of Dore's arm made a startling sound, but the sword didn't move.

This didn't make Dole's face turn bloody, and he roared and exerted his strength again, and the wound cracked, and the blood stained his clothes immediately, but the sword still had no intention of moving.

Several times in a row, but Doler still couldn't shake the big sword.

Sighs of disappointment began to be heard around, many warriors hoped that Dole would pull out this sword, the legend about the secret treasure of the desert Every desert citizen has heard of it, this treasure only appeared in the sight of the desert people for the first time in the chaos of the desert a few days ago, and everyone knew that this treasure was actually a sword.

Although several princes are still there, as warriors of the desert, most people still respect Dole more than those pampered princes.

Doler failed to pull out the legendary sword. This is a real disappointment for many people. This disappointment made Doler's face a little ugly, so he simply let go of the sword and took a step back, snorting, "It's just a sword, it seems to be a very heavy piece of scrap metal!"

Clapped his hands, and his expression became more relaxed, "Your Royal Highness Princess, I have also drawn this sword, should you also do your own thing, unfortunately such a little trick is useless to me." Loyal to the people of the desert will not be deceived by illusions. My warriors still believe in me and still respect me, and it's not something you can understand as a little child, so. It's better to be caught. Wait for the judgment of the Great Prince!"

Wave again. Doler shouted, "Take it!"

The Sand King didn't speak, but rushed forward and grabbed the hilt of the sword with one of them. I saw a black light rushing up, and the thousands of Shalit warriors who couldn't shake the big sword were pulled up by the Sand King.

This couldn't help but make everyone stunned.

The Sand King put the big sword on his shoulder, and glanced at the warriors around him with cold eyes, "Sure enough, except for my father, there are no more warriors in this desert, just a group of weak people gathered together!"

Doler was stunned.

Just now he had carefully experienced the strangeness of that sword, this sword was unusually heavy, and it was an extremely strange heaviness, it didn't seem to be a heavy weight, but an unshakable one, as long as it stopped there, it wouldn't move lightly, steady as heavy as a mountain and a river.

And there shouldn't be any strange mechanisms on the sword, if you can't pick up this sword, this little girl has no reason to swing this sword!

Dole's gaze couldn't help but look at the black-robed man again, and his heart suddenly felt a slight chill, and the black-robed man gave him an extremely strong sense of threat.

"Take it!!" Doler shouted again.

The stunned Shalit warriors suddenly came to their senses and rushed forward screaming again.

"Who dare!"

A voice suddenly rang out.

It was not loud, and it was a little low, and if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't even tell it in the roars of the warriors, but it was such a low cry that all the warriors were frozen in place.

In the calm cheers, there was a deep majesty and irresistible.

Hearing this voice, Doler's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, "You ......"

The black-robed man finally slowly took off his hood.

When the moonlight shone on his head, illuminating his pale yellow hair, which was exactly the same as that of the Sand King, and illuminating his thin face and falcon-like eyes, everyone was stunned.

All the surrounding warriors immediately took two steps back and fell to their knees.

In the cold desert, the Shalit warriors all knelt down......

Dole didn't kneel this time, but he was really the only one, and even the guards who followed him all knelt down in a cold sweat.

"You...... You, you're ......" Doler's fingers trembled as he pointed at the man, "you...... How are you still alive?"

"Dole, when did you talk to me so presumptuously?"

The thick and majestic voice made Dore's soul tremble, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, breathing heavily, "It's impossible, you're obviously ...... Two days ago, your soul was clear!"

"Are you trying to say that you broke my soul apart with a trick?"

Dorer trembled, his trembling teeth rattling, he didn't understand, he didn't understand at all what was going on in front of him?

"Dore, when you see this king, don't you kneel down and salute?"

The last trace of blood on Dole's face faded, and he looked at the guards around him who were kneeling there far away from him, and suddenly felt his mouth dry, and his feet were slightly soft, and he knelt down unconsciously.

Lying on the yellow sand, Dole was in a trance, like a lost dog, "Subordinate, I've seen Lord Shawang!"

This man in a black robe and carrying a great sword of desolate dust on his back is the real Sand King! the true master of the desert that died two years ago!

Dole knelt there, in a trance, he didn't understand why the Sand King suddenly appeared again today, he should have been completely dead, the princess did not hesitate to risk her life to pretend to be the Sand King in the past two years, and learned some of the Sand King's secret techniques, this is to prove that the Sand King was definitely imparting some of the Sand King's unique knowledge to the princess before he died.

This means that he must be dead, absolutely dead!

Could this be a fake?

No way!

Dole himself doesn't believe in this kind of thing, he has been with the sand king since he was a child, the sound and appearance of the sand king, and even the sound of his feet stepping on the sand are very familiar, just by virtue of the outline of the appearance, he felt a huge crisis, not to mention that this sand king is not bad in terms of voice or tone, and even that kind of demeanor and movement!

Doler thinks that there is no one in this world who is more familiar with the Sand King than himself, for today's plan, he pays careful attention to the Sand King's every move, even if the Sand King has grown many beards, it is absolutely impossible to pretend to be the Sand King in front of him!

So, is this Sand King real?

But this is completely unreasonable!

"My people!"

The true Sand King said in his loud and thick voice: "I am disappointed, my warrior......s! I learned a lot of things that I shouldn't have learned. ”

Doler's cold sweat test.

"There is a catastrophe coming to the desert, and I have been looking for a solution to this catastrophe, and now I have found it, but it seems that my people have suffered an even more terrible catastrophe in advance. ”

"No! No!"

Suddenly, Doler raised his head and stared ahead with a pair of dead fish-like eyes, "You're not the Sand King!" (To be continued......