However, just as Yang Qian's figure swept up, there were suddenly dozens of swishing sounds, and more than a dozen black shadows jumped out from all directions, as if enveloping Yang Qian.

Yang Qian glanced at those dark shadows, and without looking closely, Yang Qian had already recognized that they were all the guards of the Snow Country.

Yang Qian frowned, snorted coldly, his mind raced, and he quickly figured out the reason.

I'm afraid that these Snow Country Emissaries have already revealed their existence, and they are preparing to besiege him here at this moment.

Thinking of this, a touch of coldness flashed in Yang Qian's eyes.

With a ruthless heart, the Pointing Heaven Sword appeared in his hand without warning.

His wrist shook, Yang Qian's body flickered in the air, a few cold rays came out, blood splashed up, and blood stained the sky.

Bright blood was sprinkled on the snow-white snow, and in the white vastness, it only added a little poignant.

Yang Qian's sword was extremely fast, and the dozen or so Snow Country guards who surrounded him had already fallen half of them before they could recover their senses, and they didn't even scream.

Seeing Yang Qian's methods, the surviving guards suddenly trembled.

I couldn't help but take a few steps back.

In the face of death, they flinched.

"Humph!"

Yang Qian snorted coldly, and the blade of his sword turned, pointing at one of the survivors.

Yang Qian didn't kill immediately, but when the cold tip of the sword touched his fragile neck, it suddenly stopped.

The guard was already about to die for himself.

But the feeling of death has not yet come.

The cold tip of the sword pressed against his throat, making him feel numb.

The north wind, howling.

Roll up a cloud of residual snow!

Scraping a man's face is like a knife cutting hard.

At this moment, the guard seemed to be undergoing a Ling Chi.

His legs trembled involuntarily, his face was pale and bloodless, and although he was not dead, he looked even more terrifying than dead.

"Don't, don't kill me!" He was begging for mercy.

Hearing this, Yang Qian just frowned, and then quickly unfolded, and with a sword, it pierced his throat mercilessly.

"Spineless!" Yang Qian coldly threw down such a sentence, and then stepped away like a ghost, the sword light flashed, only to hear the sound of blood splashing on the snow, and then there was a muffled sound of falling one after another, and more than ten people all fell.

Among the many corpses, except for Yang Qian, there was only one person left, alone, helpless and frightened, trembling in the snow.

He stared at the demonic Yang Qian.

And Yang Qian also stared at him quietly.

Yang Qian noticed that his feet were trembling, but he still didn't mean to back down.

Suddenly, Yang Qian felt that he was a little special.

"Do you want to live?" Yang Qian's voice was like a gust of cold wind blowing towards the surviving guards.

The guard was slightly stunned, his expression struggled slightly, and then he straightened up, closed his eyes, and said calmly: "Kill me." ”

The wind seemed to stop howling all of a sudden.

Even the falling snowflakes suddenly became much more settled, as if they had suddenly disappeared.

Strictly speaking, the whole world suddenly became quiet.

"You're not afraid of death?" After a long period of silence, Yang Qian suddenly asked.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to die. What's the use of being afraid? The guard's feet were shaking, and he could tell that he was afraid, but he didn't admit it.

Yang Qian squinted slightly and looked at this guard for a long time.

Eventually, he sighed and said, "I've decided not to kill you." ”

With that, Yang Qian's body swept up and chased in the direction of the Snow Country envoys, leaving only the surviving guard, standing quietly in the snow for a long time.

He survived.

Suddenly, he didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad.

……

The wind whistled uncontrollably.

Yang Qian moved forward.

But walking through the vast snow, Yang Qian never showed any clues. The Snow Country guards in front suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace.

It's like the world is steaming and disappearing out of thin air.

Sou.

Yang Qian fell on the snow, his brows furrowed.

"Finally, I lost it." Yang Qian was a little discouraged, but at the same time, his mood began to become impatient, and he was worried about Chu Yu's safety.

And restless.

With the appearance of the dozen or so guards before, Yang Qian had some premonitions.

These people did not appear to kill themselves, but simply to stop themselves and buy some time for those in front.

Seeing through this, Yang Qian has already made a decision.

However, I still lost it after all.

Yang Qian's heart slowly became heavy.

The figure swept up, and advanced some distance again.

After passing through the vast snowy area, I finally saw the city of the snow country in the middle of this uniform white.

Perhaps in order to make a sharp contrast with the extreme whiteness of the snow, most of the buildings in the Snow Country are made of black masonry, so from a distance, the border town on the edge of the Snow Country is like a lump of black carbon, standing there.

There is nothing aesthetic about it.

But from a distance, it has a different flavor.

In the place where the town is unwilling, there is a strict defense military, which is aimed in the direction of the Chu State, as if it is always preparing to deal with the attack of the Chu State.

The black-pressed army has set up a long border line, and as far as the eye can see, there is no end in sight, at least tens of thousands of people!

And behind the defense force over there, there are countless camps, and you can imagine how large the army is.

Yang Qian landed in a hidden place, watching all this from afar.

"It seems that Chu Yu has been brought in." Yang Qian knew that the situation was getting more and more complicated, and he had begun to slowly get out of control.

Such a huge military blockade ahead made Yang Qian dare not rush forward.

Because he doesn't know how many masters there are in this army.

Rushing in will only cost his life in vain, how can he save Chu Yu?

He's not a reckless man!

Although hot-blooded, although he was eager to rescue Chu Yu, Yang Qian understood that everything had to be considered in the long run!

Just as Yang Qian was thinking about countermeasures, a figure suddenly appeared in Yang Qian's sight.

A Snow Country guard, walking from the snow, one foot deep and one foot shallow, was coming from the direction where Yang Qian came.

That person was the Snow Country guard who had bypassed Yang Qian's life.

While Yang Qian was staring at the Snow Country guard, the Snow Country guard was also staring at Yang Qian.

Both were silent for a while.

But it didn't take long for the guard to react, and he opened his mouth to shout!

Seeing the guard open his mouth, Yang Qian's back suddenly cooled.

He knew very well how close the place he was at this time to the place where those Snow Country troops were stationed, and if this guard called out, Yang Qian would soon be in trouble.

With his mind racing, Yang Qian's heart suddenly became ruthless, his figure flashed, and just as the guard was about to sound, a sword killed him.

"It seems that God won't let me let you go. But it's good that I didn't kill you before, at least it solves the urgent need at the moment. Yang Qian smiled coldly, and Xun took off the clothes of the dead guard and put them on his body, and dressed himself up as a seriously injured Snow Country guard.

He was trying to use this to sneak into the heavily guarded snow country!

(End of chapter)

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