Hello, Yan Chaobai

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"Stop!"

Someone called his name hoarsely.

Cang Yun didn't look back.His blood hadn't been shed yet, the only strength left was enough for him to stand upright, surrounded by powerful enemies, he stood with his sword in his hand, and the iron shield circled around him endlessly, no one dared to step forward for a while.

"A bunch of trash! Cut him into mud!" An Lushan roared hysterically.

"Stop!" The man shouted even more urgently.He was extremely fast, and the distance between the two shouts was much closer.

Cang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, blood was flowing wantonly on his face, blurring his unclear vision, and covering up the silvery murderous intent in the distance.

Yan Chaobai couldn't care about anything, the wind and snow quickly retreated beside him, the young man rushed all the way into the army of Anlu Mountain, seeing the blood-stained white tassel getting closer and closer to him, gradually, You can reach out and touch it.

"Kill." With this sound, An Lushan spoke in a very low voice, without the anger that erupted in the previous sentence.

The silver spear, which had been charged for a long time, left the string in an instant, and shot violently from the siege crossbow!

"Stop walking..." Yan Chaobai's outstretched hand was trembling. He met Cang Yun on the battlefield where corpses were strewn all over the field, in the Shura field where blood was scattered for hundreds of miles - except for the tragic air and cold Thin blizzard, nothing.And in the corner of his eyes that he didn't care about, a strange color suddenly appeared, magnified, and approached.

The moment her trembling fingertips touched the tail of her clothes, Baiying moved violently.

"Keng!" The long knife flashed, and the blade's edge fell into the ground, as if a light had been cut off abruptly.In the next moment, the blade nailed deeply into the ground slashed several feet away under the snow!

Yan Chaobai was stunned.

Warm blood splashed all over his head and face, and quickly turned cold.

Cang Yun half-kneeled in the pool of blood, still holding the knife in his right hand, but this time, he really didn't have the strength to stand up again.

A long knife mark was shocking in the snow in front of him, like a gully between life and death.

A silver gun was inserted obliquely in his pale hand.Even after sliding for more than ten meters, the tip of the gun was still intact, and plunged into the frozen ice with a "buzz".

If it was Yan Chaobai, this blow might directly tear him in half.

"Cough!" Blood oozes from Cang Yun's chest again, and this time, in the blink of an eye, the nine layers of clothing and armor were dyed into an irreversible bright red.

"Excuse me." Then Yan Chaobai heard a very low voice, the tone was as flat as every person who walked quietly in the rivers and lakes.

He raised his head subconsciously, his face of astonishment had not disappeared, he just stared at Cang Yun in a daze.

Cang Yunbai's translucent left hand moved indiscernibly, and at some point, the shield protecting Yan Chaobai flew back in an instant and landed in front of him swiftly.

"Can you help me with the gun?" He smiled.

Yan Chaobai staggered towards Cang Yun, as if walking into a dream.

He stared at Cang Yun closely, his heart seemed to be in a mess in a field full of weeds, everything jumped out, and it seemed that there was nothing.

Cang Yun only glanced at him, then lowered his head again.

□□Pull it out and bring out a bloody arrow, which drenched the pale palm.

Yan Chaobai didn't know how he felt.He only felt that his own existence was crazily distorted in such crimson.

Cang Yun didn't look at his hand at first, but now his eyes turned to Yan Chaobai's hand, and he said calmly, "Who hurt this?"

"...Leng Dugu."

Cang Yun nodded and did not speak any more.

He is at the end of his strength, but his eyes are surprisingly bright.

Those dazzling eyes dimmed the sea of ​​blood and wind behind him, and brightened the desolation in front of him.

"Kill him!" An Lushan was really angry this time, and with one order, thousands of troops and arrows were fired.

The arrows are like migratory locusts, all flashing deadly cold.

Yan Chaobai's dilated pupils shrank suddenly!

The sword energy suddenly soared into the sky at this second.

Red, black, blue, white, the messy inner strength is no longer suppressed by the master, twisted in one place and swept wildly, cutting off all the haze and forming a Tai Chi shape, shining three feet of white snow under the body.

As if igniting the gun, the Taoran sword intent exploded in the narrow Tai Chi formation, like a thousand swords facing the ancestors, vowing to defend one side of the world to the death.

The unstoppable sword heart, the decisive determination, the guarding of the mountains and rivers with you.

Zhenshanhe.