Good news, both sides of the battle want to get good news, but if they can't defeat the other side, what good news? Right now, Yan Ke Ran is in a predicament, it is a dilemma of hard fighting, he and Long Wen have been fighting for hundreds of rounds, and they have each succeeded back and forth, but they have never decided the winner, seeing that Shen Ming is only one person left, and all the robes who came with him have been sacrificed. Relying on Shen Ming alone, it's really hard to say how long he can hold out.

Several hours had passed since the battle began in the morning, and Yan Keran's physical strength was already running out, and his speed, strength, and accuracy were far inferior to before. Of course, Long Wen was not much better, but he thought that he was slightly better than Yan Keran.

Long Wen didn't plan to use any more strategies, he raised a claw and volleyed into the air, this time whether he could hit the key point or not, he would once again leave a scar on Yan Keran's body, as long as it could hurt the flesh, he was sure that Yan Keran would not survive.

Long Wen's self-confidence is reasonable, the people who have died under his claws over the years can't even remember himself, although he has hit most of them many times in succession, but he has no choice but to say that Ke Ran has armor protection on his body, and he has not been able to hurt his flesh and skin every time. However, what comforted Long Wen was that the armor on Yan Keran's body was already full of holes at this time, and as long as he tore it again, he could guarantee that the armor would be completely torn apart.

Yan Keran must be grateful for the armor on his body, this is the second-class Chiyun armor of the Great Liang soldiers, and it is really difficult for ordinary blades to hurt the vital point in a short period of time. It's a pity that Long Wen's claws are different from ordinary blades, they are extremely sharp and accurate, almost every time they are aimed at Yan Keran's vital parts, and it is precisely because of the protection of Chiyun Armor that he can not be injured. Yan Keran looked down and saw that Chiyun Jia was scarred and crumbling, and as long as he was attacked again, he would be completely removed from Yan Keran's body.

This time, Long Wen's target was still aimed at Yan Keran's neck, his helmet had been lost, and the head and neck were directly exposed to the range of the attack, wouldn't it be the most obvious target? Long Wen now has no scruples about Yan Ke Ran, because there is no blade in the enemy's hands, and the saber that Yan Ke Ran has been holding has been dug up by Long Wen and can no longer be used, this time he can only deal with it with his bare hands.

The tip of the claw slashed in front of Yan Keran's eyes, and Yan Keran tilted his head back hard to avoid these blue-gray paws with a terrifying sheen, and then he felt his chest being torn fiercely. With the help of inertia, Ke Ran backflipped, and while flipping, he felt his body lighter, and then he heard the sound of his armor falling to the ground.

This time, Long Wen still failed to hurt Yan Keran, but his goal had been achieved, what he wanted was Yan Keran's armor, and he wanted the enemy to completely expose his body in front of his claws. Yan Keran didn't understand Long Wen's intentions until this time, he glanced at the armor on the ground, and then looked at it

Seeing that a smug smile resurfaced on Long Wen's face, he was quite unconvinced.

If you are not convinced, you will not be convinced, the battle has to continue, Yan Keran has put on a posture, this is the most commonly used posture in combat, but this time there is no blade in his hand, and his arm is as heavy as if he has been filled with lead, but it is already very difficult to put on a posture. Yan Keran knew that his physical strength had come to an end, and if he continued to toss like this, even if he didn't die in Long Wen's hands, he would have to die of exhaustion.

Long Wen was not much better, the long battle also exhausted his strength, Fang Cai's final blow was already the maximum limit he could do at present, just after landing, if he didn't rely on his own control, his chest would definitely rise and fall violently and gasp for breath. Now that the fight has reached this point, as long as any side shows its weakness, that side is the loser.

Xuehuan anxiously watched the battle between the two, and sometimes looked in Shen Ming's direction. Relatively speaking, Shen Ming is still a little more reassuring, although those who want to challenge him still keep stepping forward, but those corpses that have been piled up into a small mountain are enough to tell anyone who dares to challenge Shen Ming: If you want to come forward to challenge, you will have to pay the price of your life. Therefore, Xuehuan still paid more attention to Yan Keran's body, her eyes were full of concern, this kind of concern that had surpassed the master and servant was not considered by anyone on this occasion at all.

Yan Keran staggered to his feet, he simply ripped off the armor below his waist, and then yelled at Long Wen: "Come on, see which of us can support it to the end!" Yan Keran took off his shirt and wrapped it around his two fists, and he took a pose to use this pair of iron fists to make Long Wen submit.

Long Wen wanted to move his body, but as soon as he stretched out one leg, he saw Yan Keran rushing towards him, and he could only be forced to stretch out his claws to scratch. Yan Keran's body only took two steps back in order to avoid this vicious claw, but he couldn't stand firm in these two steps, and he fell to the ground.

Yes! Xuehuan exclaimed, her body already moving. She knew very well what it meant for Yan Keran to fall at this time, and she absolutely couldn't let Yan Keran get hurt.

Also surprised was Long Wen, he was no better than Yan Keran, he was ready to use his body to resist, as long as Yan Keran attacked him one after another, there was no room to fight back. Who would have thought that Ke Ran would fall down by himself? Oh my God, this is God help my industry!

Long Wen glared at these blood-red eyes, looking like a trapped beast that had been injured and re-enraged, seeing the dawn of survival. Long Wen knew that this opportunity must not be let go, otherwise he would not have such an opportunity.

With a kick of his legs, Long Wen bounced up violently and he headed towards Yan Keran, seeing that the enemy did not get up in time, he had already raised an arm, and the claw at the end of the arm was raised to the highest point and then fell heavily, as long as

was scratched by this claw, and Yan Keran was helpless.

Yan Keran also understood the danger coming, he wanted to make a last fight to fight for his chance to survive, but Long Wen's movements were even faster, the claws were already in the air, and it didn't take long for the claws to leave a blood-red wound on Yan Keran's chest.

Go to hell! As long as Yan Keran was solved, Long Wen could breathe a sigh of relief, he slashed his claws fiercely, and a stream of blood suddenly splashed in front of his eyes, and along with the blood, there were some white flesh and skin. This feeling is what Long Wen is most familiar with, and it is also what he is most happy to see, this is the signal that the prey is injured, and it is the clarion call for him to win.

"As long as you are scratched by my claws, you will not have a chance to live again! It's time for the battle to end! ”

Long Wen's smile froze on his face, and his face began to feel a pang of disbelief before he could recover from the excitement. He seemed to see one of his hands take off his body and fly away, this feeling was really a little weird, Long Wen couldn't believe his eyes, so he looked down at his arm, so he saw that the reality was really so cruel, everything he saw was true.

Yes! At this moment, Long Wenfang felt the pain, the pain that pierced his heart tore at his body, and the unwillingness to fail to act was tormenting his heart. When the five severed fingers fell to the ground, Long Wen looked at himself in disbelief and then looked at Yan Keran, he finally understood why he failed this time to kill, it was all because of a woman.

Xuehuan was lying in Yan Keran's arms, her back was already blood-red, and the pain tortured her, but she still smiled, she saw that Yan Keran was not injured, this was enough.

"Snow Ring!"

Yan Keran hugged Xuehuan tightly and immediately went to check the wound, which startled him. The wound was constantly oozing blood, but what was even more shocking was the already blue flesh, this blue-gray color seemed to have been infected from Long Wen's hand to the back of Xuehuan, and it spread from the wound to the good flesh at a very fast speed.

Yan Keran wanted to stop the further invasion of the poison, but he really didn't know what to do in a hurry. Turning her head to look at Xue Huan again, her lips had faded and turned pale with blood, but she still had a smile on her face, a smile of reassurance.

"You don't have to say anything, don't you have to say anything, Snow Ring has no regrets in this life. It's just that at the end can I call your name? ”

Yan Keran looked at Xuehuan, who was gradually weakening, and nodded immediately, not to mention the name, even if he asked for his life, he was willing to give it, after all, Xuehuan exchanged his life for it.

"Ke Ran......" Xuehuan used his last strength to lay on Yan Keran's shoulder, and tears had burst out of his eyes. I am the bride today, and I am the most contented bride today! ”

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