"Old guy is crazy......"

When the shadow of the flying sword grew bigger and bigger in his pupils, Lu Yifan knew that he had no chance to dodge.

The qi of the flying sword had already locked him, even if he had the means to transfer and move, he couldn't dodge it, only to see that the black thin sword in Lu Yifan's hand didn't even have time to come out of the sheath, and kicked the war horse under the seat like a cannonball with his legs, and slashed towards the flying sword with the counter-impact force.

"Scatter me......"

On the thin sword, the colors of gold and white were intertwined, and when the kicked war horse was still sliding on the grass, the sword weapon in Lu Yifan's hand had already collided with the flying sword.

I saw the scabbard of the rapier crack and disintegrate like a firecracker, revealing the dark blade within.

There was a sound like a knot between the two, Lu Yifan held the thin sword in one hand and placed it horizontally on his chest, and the other palm against the sword body, allowing the flying sword to stare at the thin sword in his hand and knock himself away.

Click~

Under the impact of sharp sword qi and huge force, the black thin sword was unbearable, and the sword that had once been a martial arts innate high-level martial artist was broken.

"Looking for death~"

Changxi stared at the old man, regardless of the number of people and horses, and slashed down at the old man, in his opinion, if he could kill this sword man, the flying sword would be like a building losing its cornerstone, and it would naturally be powerless.

The old man was paralyzed on the back of the white horse, and his thin body didn't even have the strength to turn over from the horse, so he could only slowly close his eyes and mutter: "Hehehe~ It's too late, it's too late!"

The cyan sword qi was like a rainbow across the sky, and when the old man completely saw the appearance of the sword qi, it meant that his life had reached the last moment, and he couldn't dodge, and he didn't bother to dodge.

His sideways body watched the white horse rushing forward under his seat, and his mind became more and more sluggish because of this, like a brain that had been filled with mush, and no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to avoid a sad situation.

He had a hunch, he was not optimistic about attacking and killing Changxi, and he didn't even bother to use the Star Jade Sword Box to sneak attack, if he sneak attacked, maybe there would be a chance, he thought in his heart.

The old man is already very old, he just wants to spend the rest of his life quietly in the clan, as for the future, he can't stay long, since everyone agrees that he will shoot again, he will no longer hesitate to make a move.

For him, falling on the battlefield is his final destination, so he has no regrets at all, as long as his grandchildren are still there, then the glory of the family will not be extinguished.

It's just a little sad that his grandson hasn't fully grown up, but he can't worry about his grandchild anymore.

Half of his body lost support and fell to the ground, while the other half fell to the ground as the innocent white horse rushed forward and gradually lost its strength and crashed into the grass.

Only a blood-stained star jade sword box fell under the rising snow, crushing the grass to the bent over.

Changxi silently watched the beautiful tail of the flying sword slash through the sky, knocking a thin figure more than ten meters away, flipping several circles in the air, and the flying sword lost all its strength first and fell towards the ground.

But the person who was knocked into the air had not yet fully landed, and Changxi did not see if the flying sword had landed because it had lost all its strength, or if it had already completed its mission and killed the target.

He wanted to stop it, but when the old man opened the second layer of the sword box, everything had happened irreversibly, and even if he wanted to, there was nothing he could do.

Chang Xi didn't take a second look at the small swords and sword boxes scattered all over the place, and quickly caught up with Lu Yifan, who was a hundred steps away, this was the only thing he could do.

When Lu Yifan's body was about to fall to the ground, he saw a pair of young, pale hands catch him and slowly fall to the ground.

"Don't worry, I'll avenge you......!" It's not enough. ”

Changxi hugged Lu Yifan quietly, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, although the parting of life and death cannot be taken lightly, but he has seen too much, and he also knows that there are some things that cannot be reversed.

Even if the most important person in his life inevitably passes away and dies, he can do it without showing the slightest sadness on his face, including himself.

Some people say that his blood has no temperature, some people say that his emotional temperature is more thorough than the ice in the north, and he can silently accept all the misunderstandings and evaluations that the world has imposed on him.

He can open his eyes to the irreversible death of anyone and be indifferent, this does not mean that he has no feelings, no one cares about this, all he sees is his indifference and rationality.

Changxi evaluated from the perspective of a former doctor, Lu Yifan was pierced through his chest by a flying sword, and there was a golden rui qi that could not be extinguished when he rubbed his heart.

This sword qi almost cut off the necessary conditions for the operation of his life, so in his identification, although Lu Yifan was not yet cold, his body was dying.

The weather in the steppes was a bit unpredictable, and the morning, which had been fine in the morning, was now beginning to be overcast, and when the clouds were no longer bright, a not-so-heavy snow finally fell.

Changxi slowly put Lu Yifan on the snow, he didn't try to check anything on Lu Yifan's body, but just smoothed Lu Yifan's chest and back with his hands, which were the golden chain mail arched after being cut and penetrated by the sword qi, and he pressed them back one by one.

Just like when he first saw Lu Yifan by the old pine tree, he was not obsessed with waiting by Lu Yifan's side.

Maybe the wind and snow were too strong, or maybe Changxi was more concerned about other things, and he only heard the murmur of the wind in the north, slow and urgent, like the whimper of a sad child, filling the whole sky.

When Changxi left the place and prepared to go to the distance to pick up the lost Wind Whispering Secret Sword, the crisp sound was mixed with the chaotic north wind, and no one noticed it.

"Yes...... Who's singing in my ear?"

Lu Yifan's mouth spit red bubbles, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only tilt his head helplessly and with difficulty, and the voice was finally gone.

Lu Yifan felt very tired and wanted to sleep a little longer, when he finally remembered something.

As a silver light pinned him in the air, his brain came up with 10,000 ways to save himself, and finally issued the command to 'sleep'.

In this case, no one can just rely on being strong-willed and not fall into a coma, not even Lu Yifan.

When Changxi came back, he saw a small head facing him sideways, and the red flowing from his facial features and the pair of longing eyes were looking at him tightly.

If someone had told Chang Xi before that someone could pierce his chest with a sword and bleed without dying, Chang Xi would never believe it, but now he believed it, because Lu Yifan's blood-blurred eyes also blinked at him twice.

"You...... You're not dead yet?"

Changxi casually threw the Fengyin Secret Sword on the grass, squatted down, and prepared to help Lu Yifan up.

"Don't ...... Move, stop...... Blood!" Lu Yifan spat blood bubbles at the corner of his mouth, and tried hard to say four words, but he didn't want to say a word.

The atmosphere at the scene was very strange for a while, and after watching it for a long time, he finally decided to pick up the doctor's skills that he had abandoned for a long time, although his doctor's skills were not strong enough, but there was still no big problem in stopping the bleeding.

After a long time of busyness, Changxi finally took off Lu Yifan's golden chain mail, and took out all the chain rings that were trapped in the flesh.

The thin layer of snow on the ground had already melted with blood, and Lu Yifan leaned on a temporary snowdrift and looked at his chest, which flashed with a faint silver light, which was the residual sword qi left by the flying sword slash.

"How do you feel?" Chang Xi squatted down and carefully checked Lu Yifan's injury, he didn't have a good way to deal with this kind of sword wound that penetrated his chest and abdomen.

"I ...... I don't know~"

Lu Yifan tried hard to say a few words, silently using his mana to plug the wound, wanting to expel the sword qi.