Jiang Manlou sighed with emotion, and countless crossbow arrows made by the Jiang family in the Thunder River that covered the sky overwhelmingly turned back.

All the equipment configurations of the Three Thousand Iron Floating Slaughter are from Jiang Manlou's hands, and he naturally has the method of covering the water and collecting it all.

Jiang Manlou, who was not too cautious, stretched out his palm, and a metal ball with strange patterns appeared in his palm.

The youngest head of the Jiang family tree threw the ball.

I saw the metal ball change at the highest point in the air, opening an umbrella made of unknown material. The thousand parachutes spun rapidly, and the terrifying devouring power collected all the arrows that roared into the sky.

The Qianji umbrella changed into a spherical shape again and flew back to the palm of Jiang Manlou.

Behind Jiang Manlou, a figure in green clothes walked out, the person was dressed like Chongyang, and he couldn't see his true face with a wide robe and hat.

This Demon Gate Green Robe, who is not weaker than the Heavenly Punishment General Tie Leng no matter how famous he is, looked up at the Heavenly Thunder River: "I haven't seen you for many years, General Tie is fine!"

Jiang Manlou and his entourage have the red-robed 3,000 Iron Floating Slaughter, the Mo Xiangqi and the Tianji Pavilion people, and the Demon Gate people led by Chongyang, but there are not many people who can be called the Heavenly Punishment General Tie Leng who have not seen for many years.

Even today, there are not many such people.

There is one in the Demon Gate.

There is a green-robed man who often accompanies Chongyang's late senior brother Qing Ming in the Demon Gate, and that green-robed person was Bai Zhiqiu's most proud left and right hand in the past.

In the five hundred years since the fall of the Demon Gate, this person has been secretly recruiting disciples from the Heavenly Gate in the past. It can be said that the reappearance of the Heavenly Gate of the Two Realms Mountain is indispensable.

Dressed in a green robe, he is especially good at sophistry.

This person's name is Yuan Tiangang!

Demon Gate Tsing Yi sophistry Yuan Tiangang!

......

The purple thunder river above the nine heavens slowly faded.

The remnants of the sunset gradually took over the sky a little deeper, and the thunder and lightning that sparked gradually became scarce, until finally it turned into a gossamer and disappeared into the void.

The Heavenly Punishment Holding the Six-in-Eight Desolate Halberd emerged in the form of Tie Leng.

He looked down at the figure of the green robe who had fought in the Two Realms Mountain five hundred years ago, and the tiger eyes looked at the people around the green robe, saw dozens of masters of the Demon Gate and the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, and looked at the three thousand floating slaughter iron armor behind Jiang Manlou, thinking that today's matter would end without a problem.

Heavenly punishment will be poured simply.

He reined in his supernatural powers and slowly floated down from the nine clouds.

Jiang Manlou and everyone rushed to arrive.

Looking at the charred black earth in front of me, my heart was quite shocked.

In the face of the ten-day manifestation and the five great quicksand joining forces to besiege and intercept, it is hard to imagine what kind of thrilling experience the pair of hard-working mandarin ducks was.

Jiang Manlou looked at the deep pit where Luo Changfeng was.

Luo Changfeng met his eyes with Jiang Manlou and the others, and secretly shook his head to indicate that it was okay.

It's just that Xue'er, who is wearing a red robe next to her, is full of worries.

Cher's beautiful eyes looked at a person.

A woman in a red robe like her.

The first time she saw the woman.

But he has long admired his name.

Because she knew her name, Luo Bingwang An Hongdou, the undefeated commander of the Xiliu Army in the Seven Prefectures.

Cher just looked at her.

Looking at her red lips, looking at her pretty nose, looking at her apricot eyes, looking at her willow eyebrows.

Looking at the three thousand stories that poured like a waterfall, and looking at the exquisite sword that created a legend in the seven states in Nayu's hand.

Cher thought.

It's really a delicate jasper person.

......

When Xue'er looked at An Hongdou, the latter was also looking over.

She hadn't seen Cher.

But whether it is the rumors of the Battle of the Giant Deer, or the words in the mouths of Jiang Manlou and others, An Hongdou can imagine what kind of person it is.

A pampered princess who is kept in the gate of the White Mansion.

A healer who wanders in the chaos of the Seven Prefectures to save the suffering.

A million enemy soldiers in front of the sword in front of the prison and no one can surpass half a step of the red robe.

A purple butterfly that once accompanied Luo Changfeng's side.

Xue'er, she gave Luo Changfeng half a heart.

An Hongdou stared at the red-robed figure in distraction.

She thought.

It's really a pretty and lovely face.

At that moment, An Hongdou seemed to understand something.

......

Heavenly punishment will stand with iron cold in his hands.

It's getting dark.

The snow was still falling.

The charred earth was soon covered with a thin layer of snow.

In the distance, there was the sound of iron hooves, from far to near.

It turned out that Nancy Han arrived with the Tianzi Battalion.

It's just that at this moment, the two sides don't seem to pay attention to the Tiejia Tianzi Battalion that is coming.

After Jiang Manlou and the others arrived at the rescue, there was a huge disparity in the strength of the two sides, that is, the Tianzi Battalion and the Three Thousand Iron Floating Slaughter were tied, and the Imperial Alliance did not have an advantage.

The head of the Iron Royal Family, commanding the Ten Heavenly Manifestation of the Emperor Alliance's most elite lions, stood silently for a long time, and his gaze, which seemed to know everything, moved away from the blue-robed man of the Demon Gate.

Tie Leng looked at Shen Tianxin.

Shen Tianxin walked out of the crowd and saluted slightly: "My niece has seen Uncle Tie." ”

The Heavenly Punishment General nodded imperceptibly: "Can you return to the alliance with me?"

Shen Tianxin said with a smile: "Uncle will go first, niece still has some things." ”

Heavenly punishment will no longer speak.

He turned and jumped onto the war horse beside Nancy Han.

Five big quicksand followed.

Nancy Han glanced at Luo Changfeng with a complicated expression, and then moved his gaze to Jiang Manlou and other former comrades, he had nothing to say.

Yang spurred the horse to leave with the torrent of Tianziying.

......

Mo Xiangqi and Yue didn't clamored for revenge for the dead siblings of the villa, even though the culprit was in front of them.

It's not that I don't want to avenge the blood and hatred.

They just don't want to borrow someone else's hand.

Looking at the enemy in the distance, the three people of the moon who clenched their fists let go of their hands, turned their heads with a smile, and wiped away the crystal tears for Xiao Qi.

......

"It's time for me to go, too. ”

Cher's lonely voice came.

The moment her lips opened slightly, the hand holding Xue Ji was slightly forced.

She was reluctant.

Only with force can we cut off that pitiful bond.

Luo Changfeng looked back in surprise.

Jiang Manlou, An Hongdou, Chongyang, Yue Sanren and Xiao Qi all cast puzzled glances.

Luo Changfeng looked at that face.

He wanted to caress his face gently.

"Can I stay?"

Cher also raised her eyes and stared strongly.

The distance between the two is so close.

They can hear each other's breathing and heartbeats.

Cher knew that as soon as she stood on her tiptoes, her lips would touch his.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Is it okay not to take revenge?"

......

Cher leaves.

The wind and snow in the twilight were so raging.

They seem to be laughing, they seem to be dancing.

Luo Changfeng stood in place, looking at the frenzied wind and snow, gradually distracting the red robe that was gradually moving away in his sight.

He was indignant.

I don't know what this merciless wind and snow is happy about!

......

It was quiet outside the giant deer city in the twilight.

It's a little frighteningly quiet.

The snow fell silently.

The wind blows silently.

Only a faint moan that could not tell where it came from.

It was like human breath.

Breathing like a struggle before death.

As the battlefield of the battle between Yan Nanfei and Junze Yudingding, there are corpses everywhere here.

Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of corpses.

There is no snow on the ground here.

The snow melted with blood.

The snow that fell in the night was still melted by the blood.

Countless cold, stiff, and mutilated corpses lay in the blood.

Stacked horizontally, vertically, and stacked......

Jun Zeyu has already ascended to the head of Julu City.

He sat on a wooden wheeled cart.

Next to him are Wu Xiuyang, Wei Yangsheng and Su Xiaofan and others.

His eyes looked at the mountains of corpses beneath the city, where the war continued.

The Great Yan Empire's million iron cavalry battles have only a dozen figures left at this moment.

Yan Nanfei and more than a dozen dead soldiers.

There is no way out for them.

They were besieged in the center by a torrent of ironclad armor.

They were back to back.

At his feet were mountains of corpses in robes.

In his hand is a scarred broken sword.

Under the siege of iron armor after iron, they have long been exhausted.

Time passes in an hourglass.

Seconds passed.

There were fewer and fewer dead soldiers beside Yan Nanfei.

Because they really became dead soldiers.

Until ten, nine, eight...... Four people, three people, two people, only Yan Nanfei is left in the million male soldiers of the Great Yan Empire!

Yan Nanfei pierced the body of an enemy soldier with a sword.

He fell limp on his knees and knelt with his sword in hand.

At that moment, the Rose Sword shattered.

At that moment, Jun Zeyu turned around and couldn't bear to look.

At that moment, the crown prince of the Great Yan Empire fell in the sea of corpses and blood, using the last trace of his life and shouted angrily.

"Win and lose!"

At that moment, Yan Nanfei died outside the giant deer city!

......

"I remember you asked me what I thought of Yan Nanfei. Jun Zeyu remembered a question, which was the question that the latter asked him when he subdued Weiyangsheng.

Jun Zeyu was silent for a moment and said, "He is a hero! A hero who will be rare in the next hundred years!"

(PS: Yan Nanfei received a boxed lunch, to be honest, a little reluctant.) Seeing this, do you feel that there are fewer and fewer supporting roles you like, don't worry, this feeling won't last long. Because...... Hey. ）