A black shadow swept into front of the formation, and the black clothes were occasionally raised with red cherry blossoms as bright as blood.

The princess of the Xiqiang Tiger was already waiting in the open space in front of the battle with a long lance in hand.

The black shadow didn't give anyone the opportunity to hesitate and rush over with his sword.

She saw the sword shadow flying like the wind, the figures of the two intertwined into a streamer, and the sword lance collided and shattered into gold and jade.

The Linshuang Sword was crushed into a bow in an instant, and then shattered violently.

The iron lance swept the strong wind, and smashed on the black shadow's chest with a "boom".

The ribs were broken, the internal organs were torn, and blood spurted out of the mouth of the black shadow like splashed ink—

With a "bang", an object was hit by the elbow of the startled person and fell to the ground from the small table on the edge of the couch.

In the camp tent in Luodian City, the Yuanhuo lava lamp fell to the ground, the stone lamp was not broken, the wick of the candle in the lamp dimmed, and the light faded.

Duanmu Xiaoxian sat in a wooden wheelchair in a daze, his breath fluctuated uncontrollably, he was covered in a cold sweat, and his face was like snow in the depths of winter, white and cold.

She blinked slightly, causing her eyelids to tremble, and the sweat dripping from her eyelashes fell, like the blood that Mei Shuying lay on her body that day, and the corners of her mouth snaked down.

Her breath trembled, her fingers trembled, and she reached out to grope her side in a daze...... It was as if for a moment not only did you lose your eyes, but you also lost all your senses.

Just like those days in Xuzhou Snow Ridge, in the hot spring cave, in his arms, on his back.

After a while, she finally felt the wrist of a man, and her trembling fingertips felt his faint pulse, which beat softly and slowly...... The trembling fingers slowly froze, and she pressed his pulse, her undulating breath trembling a little calmer.

is alive.

He's alive......

Xiao Er is still alive.

She regained some consciousness in her aching heart, and then curled her fingers and lowered her head, Huo Ran had something dripping on the side of Xuewa'er's neck on her lap.

The white-haired mink, who was curled up quietly, shrugged her ears, raised her head, and saw the tears on the face of the woman in white.

The man in the chair consciously raised his hand and stroked his face, and water flowed silently down his fingers.

Duanmu Xiaoxian twitched his lips and pursed softly silently.

Three days ago, Yun Xiao swept into the front of the two armies and stood in front of Princess Xiqianghu who was waiting in the open space in front of the formation.

Rabazi's eyes widened slightly when he saw that it was him who had come out to fight.

"After this battle, the family master Qingyun Sect Master will face the princess, and I will replace her at this moment. ”

Beiqu pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but Mo Yiran under the mask looked straight at the figure of the man in black and red cherry blossoms in front of him with his back to him...... Shook the sword.

Mo Ran and Kong Jia were solemn.

"Why ......" Labazi plucked his lips, not wanting to make a sound, but finally asked him in Chinese.

"No, why. Yun Xiao looked at the girl who was not a stranger in front of him, and slowly raised the Linshuang Sword in his hand. "But I asked her that if I lost this battle, I would die under the princess's spear and die in front of this battle. ”

Labazi's body was shocked, and his eyes changed slightly.

The young man who was not less than the weak crown was no longer short, he stood in front of the two armies with his sword in front of the battlefield, in the middle of the battlefield, his thin and long figure, and his calm and resolute tone, condensed into a little spark, burning in the hearts of more than 20,000 soldiers of the Xia army.

Everyone couldn't help but be amazed. His gaze froze.

The next moment, Lin Shuang came out of the sheath, and his figure turned into a shadow.

Rabazi shook his heart and took a step back.

The sword collided with the lance, and the shattered fire sliced, ignited, and exploded like a meteor.

Rabazi turned his wrist for half a week, pursed his lips, and waved the iron lance in his hand to break through the wind, and the long sword and black shadow that were glued to the lance were thrown out.

The black shadow that was thrown out a long distance only lasted for a moment, and then swept up again.

Sparks splashed and roared.

Everyone thought that although the tiger princess was strong, but a lance weighed nearly four hundred catties, although she used it as a weapon to show her bravery, but after all, it was a heavy weapon, and it was bound to be not so flexible.

When I saw it this time, I realized that this was not the case at all. The iron lance weighing 360 catties in her hand was like just a bamboo pole, picking, turning, waving, and stabbing, everyone could hear the whirring wind rubbing against the black shadow, and the wind accompanied by the afterimage of the iron lance could roll up the cold air in the air, splash the ground with mud and sand, and cut the wind and break the sun wherever it went.

In other words, even if such a heavy weapon is waved in front of him a hundred steps away, and is blown by such a powerful and cold wind, his heart will tremble, let alone the feeling of being close to him.

That man is really not afraid of death.

Putting aside life and death, he rushed forward again and again, trying to win quickly, find the flaws of the tiger princess, and kill with one blow. Completely ignorant of his own life and death.

It's just that the princess of Xiqiang Tiger is protected by the wind swinging out of the iron lance all over her body, and the black shadow doesn't know what light skills she has practiced, and her body is as fast as a silk shadow, and the long sword in her hand is cold and flashing, and her body is stacked, and the sword is like electricity. If you deal with ordinary people, even if it is a famous martial arts master, I am afraid that you have already died under his sword I don't know how many times, but in front of this woman, she repeatedly hit her Gangfeng, and the sword momentum stagnated, and then it was waved away by the iron lance that came from the hand of the tiger princess.

Again and again, again and again.

Everyone's eyes were already painful, and the speed of the two of them did not slow down by half a minute. Where the sword is pointed, where the lance dances, the gold and stone are ringing, and the momentum is more than a thousand jun.

The wind was fierce in front of the two armies, flying sand and stones, and swords were shooting like light.

When Yingli pushed the person in the chair to come, her eyes saw it, and her body was shocked, and then she saw that the gesture of Princess Xiqiang Tiger waving the iron lance was slightly sluggish, and everyone's hearts were mentioned, guessing that the iron lance was too heavy, and she danced for too long and her arm was too long, and she was injured.

But the black shadow in the array rushed forward at that speed again and again, how could he not be hurt, but he seemed to be completely unaffected, his body was not slow but faster, and he grabbed the tiger princess for a moment, and stabbed the sword into the girl's neck like a sharp arrow.

The strength in the sword is condensed, and the wind has broken!

Everyone is restless.

At the same time, the iron lance in Rabazi's hand swung like a remnant wind and smashed into the side of the black shadow.

The eyes of the Xia army were tight, and they could only come back to defend themselves!

But the man didn't.

Ren Tie Lance smashed on his body, and the sword that stabbed at the girl's neck did not stop.

I could see the blood spurting out of his mouth quickly, sprinkled on the long sword, and leaking like a flood.

His figure was hit by the iron lance, and he did not retreat or throw out, but after the gang wind broke, his other hand was firmly buckled on the arm of the tiger princess who was not holding the lance.

The sword was already on his neck, and Labazi's eyes lit up, and he swung his lance at the black shadow in front of him again...... He was seriously wounded, and if he was struck again, he would be killed on the spot.

The girl with curled forehead and clear eyes, the cold and cold in her eyes finally softened when she saw his eyes that looked at death as if she were at home. As soon as the hammer stopped, she said, "I admit defeat." ”

Under the shadow of the sun, the three-foot blue blade passed through the girl's neck at this time.

The Xia army was shocked, and the Qiang soldiers were shocked.

Blood continued to flow down the sword's body, but there was no spurt.

The long sword seemed to be pushed by Gangfeng, and passed through the side of the tiger princess's neck, bringing a piece of flesh and skin, but it was not a fatal injury.

Rabazi lifted the hand he had held to cover the wound on his neck.

She took the iron lance in her hand, glanced at the person in front of her, took a few steps back, and then turned around and walked back to the Qiang camp.

The man in black and red cherry blossoms held his sword on the ground, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he gasped behind her back and swallowed blood: "You ...... again." Let me go once. ”

Xia Jun only thought that the Xiqiang Tiger Princess was frightened by the long sword near her neck, and admitted defeat in advance, and they were all frightened and happy; the Qiang soldiers were all restless and scolding, as if they saw the mercy of the Tiger Princess's subordinates, and saw that the young man in black and red cherry blossoms had an extremely beautiful face, and couldn't help but let out a series of foul words. Xia pawn didn't know, just when they were unwilling to lose.

Labazi lowered his eyes slightly with his back to Yun Xiao, opened his mouth, and said silently: Beautiful Han people, are you willing to believe my oath?

Unspoken voice, only in the heart.

She was still bleeding from her neck, and then walked back to meet a large group of Qiang soldiers who were cheering and spitting at her.

Helian Qizhi watched her turn on the horse's back, her eyes were always cold, and then she turned her eyes to look at the person in the wooden wheelchair, and her innocent eyebrows and eyes immediately bent, showing childishness. Then he said in a calm tone: "Retreat!"

Qiang rode back with a series of scoldings.

At this moment, Yun Xiao slid over the sword with both hands on the ground and threw himself on the ground.

Xia Jun cried for joy.

Carried into the camp tent for three days, Yun Xiao did not wake up.

The left shoulder is down with a few fractures of the left arm, which must be picked up one by one, and it will take several years to grow well, even if it grows well, it only seems impermanent, but in fact, no matter how difficult it is, it has been wasted.

All the internal organs were shocked, and he was unconscious for three days, with a high fever and intermittent pulse.

The bed where Ye Luye was lying was not far from him, and he was not awake.

Duanmu Immortal stayed in the tent where they were, and did not rest for three days, taking care of the two of them back and forth, until Yun Xiao's fever subsided, and Ye Luye's pulse also stabilized.

She suddenly felt a little dazed, and sat in a wooden wheelchair in a daze, not knowing what to do.

When Yingli came in with the decoctioned medicine, she saw the woman lying on the edge of Yunxiao's couch and fell asleep.

At this time, it was autumn, and the night breeze was cold, and when she put down the medicine bowl and took a thin piece of paper, she saw that the woman seemed to have a nightmare, and woke up suddenly, and when she got up, her elbow hit the Yuanhuo lava lamp on the table along the couch.

The dim and warm Yuanhuo lava lamp, which had been jumping slightly in the tent, was knocked to the ground, and the candle flame dimmed, and the wick was almost extinguished.

Yingli's heart jumped, her eyes were slightly shocked, and she immediately stepped forward to help up the Yuanhuo lava lamp.

She didn't know what the woman in the chair had dreamed of, but she felt a moment of deep fear in the awakened person. When I went down, I saw that the woman seemed to be unaware of her existence, and reached out helplessly to feel the pulse of the person on the couch...... Yingli's eyes tightened.

The hand she touched Yun Xiao's wrist kept shaking, trembling until Yingli couldn't help swallowing, and she slowly froze.

Then Yingli saw her sit stunned for a moment, and tears slipped silently down her eyelashes.

She blinked unconsciously, tears flowed silently, and slowly wet her cold white face and thin dusty clothes in the flickering candle flames, dripping on her knees and snow baby.

For some reason, Yingli shook her hand holding the Yuanhuo lava lamp, her heart twisted slightly, and she slowly lowered her eyes.

"Let's go. The woman in the chair suddenly turned her head, looked in the direction where Yingli was, and whispered again: "We...... Let's go. ”

Her eyes seemed to be pouring waves, and still as stagnant water.

A moment of hustle and bustle.

There was a moment of silence.