Yan Chaoyang's eyes darkened slightly.

In the face of the threat to Tang Yin's life, he did not have the slightest fear or retreat.

Some only have a trace of worry and concern.

"Old Man Tang's target must be just me?" Yan Chaoyang sighed slightly, looked up at Tang Yinbrown again, and said in a calm tone, "In that case, can you dare to ask Lord Tang to agree to Yan's last request." ”

Tang Yinbrown nodded and said, "Please speak." ”

"Can you limit today's battle to between you and me, and spare the ten brothers behind me?" Yan Chaoyang looked at Tang Yinbrown calmly between his words.

The words with Tang Yinhao just now had already fallen into the ears of the ten people behind him, if any of these people was not in a hurry and leaked out of the conversation just now, then King Xin and Tang Jiashan's move would be considered half dead.

Tang Yinbrown understands this truth, and Yan Chaoyang naturally understands it.

But since Yan Chaoyang has already put his own life and death out of the way, of course, he is not mentally prepared in advance that it may affect the ten people behind him, and the reason why he made such a reluctant request before he died is just because the person who came to collect his head today is actually Tang Shaoxia, which is really unexpected.

But it can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

He believes that with Tang Yinbrown's personality, he must be able to understand his affection at this time.

Sure enough, the other party did not disappoint him.

After hearing Yan Chaoyang's request, Tang Yinbrown agreed without a moment's hesitation.

But before Yan Chaoyang had time to breathe a sigh of relief and salute and thank Tang Yinbrown, he heard a shout behind him. It was about a long time since he was not confused, and a veteran who was at the forefront of the ten-man queue suddenly pulled his horse and raised his sword to kill behind Yan Chaoyang.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, and you want this little child surnamed Tang to do a good job!"

The veteran shouted while swinging his knife straight towards Tang Yinbrown.

Yan Chaoyang looked at the veteran's eyes full of pain, raised his hand and waved towards the other party's back, but he didn't have time to say a word of stopping.

Facing the man and horse galloping towards him and the silver knife in front of him, Tang Yinbrown did not move like a mountain, closed his eyes hard, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his arm stretched out horizontally, and the dust swept lightly from the side.

It seems to be a light move to go out. The veteran and the remaining nine people behind Yan Chaoyang didn't have time to see the blade trend. I saw the blood dripping from the blade of the Absolute Dust Knife held by Tang Yin's raised right hand.

Then he looked at the veteran who had rushed behind Tang Yinbrown, and the man and the horse remained as intact as they were in the queue before.

Then came the sound of bones shattering, mixed with the sound of flesh tearing and the hissing of blood.

The war horse separated with its iron armor head and body.

The veteran's body was cut off at the waist, and he didn't blink an eye.

Originally, the blood was bursting, with the idea of fighting to the death and dying together, ready to kill with the veteran, and the remaining ten people who would not stop dying one after another, did not feel a little trembling at this time. The horses under him stepped back.

Rao is the most courageous and combative of the nine members of the Tokyo Praetorian Guard, whose mental toughness is much higher than that of ordinary people, and he can't help but shudder when he sees the scene just now.

The knife. Too fast.

That move. There was not even a room left for killing.

Seeing this, Yan Chaoyang's body trembled slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes, cooling down his somewhat hot eye sockets.

He took these ten brothers with him to die. Originally, there was a glimmer of hope, thinking that if the black hand behind the scenes sent a privately trained dead soldier to fight, then he and the ten brothers would join forces to fight, and maybe they could escape by luck.

If you do your best, you can have a chance of surviving, and I believe that the brothers behind you will not have a moment of hesitation or the slightest regret even if they take their lives.

But he didn't expect that the person behind the scenes would be King Xin, and he didn't expect that Old Man Tang would sacrifice a big killing weapon like Tang Yinbrown.

If the iron cavalry behind him is swept in at this moment, it will be watching a few people become cannon fodder.

Therefore, Yan Chaoyang will never allow the scene just now to appear again.

Taking advantage of the gap when the remaining nine people were shocked by the corpse of the veteran who still had residual warmth, Yan Chaoyang turned his horse's head, shook deeply at the nine people, and said bitterly: "Yan Chaoyang begs the brothers to leave. ”

The eyes of the nine people looking at Yan Chaoyang were full of unwillingness, and several people shouted "adults", but no one retreated.

"Yan Chaoyang begged the brothers to leave."

Yan Chaoyang did not raise his head, and repeated his words, his tone almost pleading.

"My lord, we can die on the same day as you, so why be afraid of death!" One member of the team shouted out the hearts of the remaining nine, and the rest raised their swords in agreement.

But in the face of this situation, Yan Chaoyang actually fell off the horse from the turnover, knelt down on his knees, supported the ground with both hands, and slammed his head on the ground.

"Yan Chaoyang begs the brothers to leave!"

The voice is as thick as a bell, but there is sadness in the tone, which makes people sigh when they hear it.

The nine men on the horses finally stopped being presumptuous.

This was the first time they had seen Yan Chaoyang beg in such a low voice in the years they had followed Yan Chaoyang for so many years.

but they ask for their own subordinates.

beg them to let him die alone, and beg them to live well in this world for him.

Immediately, all nine of them were moved, and their hands on the hilt of their swords finally slowly let go, and they turned to grasp the reins of their horses, and turned their heads one after another.

No one said a word more, and everyone left the quiet alley with red eyes and a horse's belly.

From beginning to end, Tang Yinbrown saw this scene in his eyes, but his expression did not change in the slightest like a sculpture.

Seeing the figures of the nine people disappear from sight, Yan Chaoyang turned around slowly, raised the three-pointed two-edged knife with his right hand high and stood at his side, without any extra words, he trotted all the way towards Tang Yinbrown.

The piercing sound pierced the sky, startling the birds resting in the treetops on the roadside, and let out bursts of chirps.

The three-pointed two-edged blade is more than ten times heavier than the dust, but against the blade glowing with blue light, it is instantly crushed.

The two knives are one foot long and one foot short, one horizontal and one vertical.

A duel of pure power versus power.

Yan Chaoyang didn't want to say that he was alone, even if he conjured ten people at this time, he might not be the opponent of the other party, he had no intention of entangling Tang Yinbrown head-on, quickly turned the head of the knife, and rolled sideways behind Tang Yinbrown.

Tang Yin's hand was completely dusty and had no support, and he was supposed to plunge all the way down into the ground in front of him, but he turned in advance in mid-air and slashed towards Yan Chaoyang's back again.

Yan Chaoyang is fast, but it is not as fast as the dust in Tang Yin's palm.

The dust knife rises, and the knife falls.

Yan Chaoyang didn't have time to turn back, his back was split from his right shoulder to his left waist, and his body smashed straight forward.

The moment he closed his eyes, the three pointed and two blades never left his hand. (To be continued.) )