"Wait, I'll come. Fanyin suddenly stretched out his arm and stopped the young warrior. The warrior was already unsteady on his feet, and was hugged by her and fell to the ground. Sanskrit gently held him to rest.

Mu Cang had already led his men and rushed to intercept them. Suddenly, a message came from the letter card in his hand, and Sanskrit Yin said on it: "Zuo Ling, save your strength, I have a way." ”

Soon, she asked Zhongli to convey this order to the officers and soldiers everywhere. The warriors are asked to repair immediately and recover as much spiritual power as possible.

Sanskrit walked alone to the ice under the vicious battle between the spirit lord and the lord. She looked up and saw that five years ago, her father had gone like this. Five years later, all this happened again, but she was so close to the Spirit Lord. She is no longer the daughter who watched the battle from afar and was powerless to help.

Sanskrit silently stretched out his arm, stretched out his bow, and took an arrow. The bow has been long, three, four, five meters, and her palm can only hold less than half of the bow wall, and the arrow has been long, one, two, three meters, and her fingers are almost unstable. The ice bow and arrows exude a penetrating spirit.

The spiritual power of water, the strength of the spirit, is indestructible, indestructible. The fifth spiritual teaching, Sanskrit will always be remembered in my heart, and I dare not forget it.

Suddenly, an extremely yin evil eye light in the sky was projected down.

"Spirit Lord!" Sanskrit gritted her teeth and swallowed her voice, reciting the name of the Spirit Lord word by word, "Yasin." ”

The light of the evil eyes became contemptuous after seeing the Sanskrit sound clearly. The night clothes temporarily blocked the Northern Tang Muren, and the spirit lord actually had a moment of leisure to face the Sanskrit sound.

"Fifth ......" the Spirit Lord opened his mouth lightly in mid-air. Sanskrit sound was on the ice, a cold light accumulated in the bottom of my heart, and my feet shook slightly.

"I died thoroughly when I was the fifth, but I didn't expect to leave a species. I think back then, your father couldn't help me, why do you want to learn from him with a broken bow? want to shoot me? Do you have that ability?" Speaking of this, the spirit lord suddenly leaned over and lowered his voice, "You are incompetent...... What can you do with me......"

Fanyin looked at him, sadness came from it, a mouthful of hot blood surged up her throat, and she swallowed it back alive. Then she looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter could not be stopped, and it could not be hidden, and it was inspired from her chest, echoing on the few ice fields, and she could only hear the same sorrow of all things, and all thoughts were lost.

Suddenly, Sanskrit stopped wailing and sneered:

"You've wanted me dead for a long time, huh?"

The Spirit Lord was stunned by her debilitated and crazy appearance.

"For five years, you've wanted me dead. Five years ago, my father died at your hands, don't you want to get rid of me all together! You can't!" As she spoke, Fanyin shot a sharp eagle-eyed eye straight at the Spirit Lord's filthy pupils, she caught his fright, suddenly laughed out loud, and said loudly, "Five years ago, my father injured you to the point that you were all gone, and you were still breathless! You want to kill me? Can you kill me? Do you have the ability? You have already fled with your tail between your legs!" Sanskrit deliberately enlarged the shape of his mouth, and the eyebrows were frivolous, and he laughed wantonly, exactly like his father.

"Fifth Escape!" The spirit lord viciously pronounced these words out of his mouth, and a dark spiritual method came directly to the Sanskrit sound, but the spiritual power was missed, and the Sanskrit sound avoided it.

Her heart froze: "Uncle!" Beitang Muren broke through the entanglement of the night clothes and fought hard to intercept. Ye Mishang shook his body and returned to the spirit lord's side, only to see the spirit lord hidden in it, looming.

"I'm going to decide your life and your old man's life! you bastard!" shouted the Spirit Lord.

"I survived and kept this life, so that today, I would take your dog's life! Sacrifice my parents! Avenge my best friend! If you don't let me live, I will become a ghost with you! Look at you and me, who is a terrible ghost! I will accompany you to the end!"

After that, Sanskrit raised the arrow and wanted to shoot. The Spirit Lord's filthy eyes were dark, and the corners of his mouth secretly cracked into a sinister smile. As soon as Sanskrit Yin said this, his spirit was monstrous and murderous, and the whole city of Lingdu was shocked! Beiming and Leng Yi were even more chilled!

Suddenly, Fanyin suddenly turned around, shot in the direction of Jingyue Lake City, opened her bow, and shouted: "Brother, let that miscellaneous person see the ability of the fifth family!" The resentment that had accumulated in Fanyin's chest for many years was instantly vented, and a brother expressed her thoughts about her family.

As soon as these words came out, Leng Yi on the other side of Liaodi was stunned for a moment! All kinds of thoughts converged like a flood, and the love of brother and sister jumped up, and the blood was thicker than water! I only heard Leng Yi's voice hoarse and exhausted: "Sanskrit Yin! Stop!"

Only listen to the sound in the air, like the sound of the sky. Sanskrit did not drop an arrow, and then shot two more arrows, the speed of the arrow was like lightning, piercing the clouds and breaking through the fog. A sonorous sound was heard from the earth in the distance. Three spirit arrows fell, plunging into the ice. Suddenly, on the ice, the giant curtain cold shield was horizontal, cracking the ice for thousands of meters, hundreds of feet high, and the posture was like the shield of the iceberg snow country, far away, reaching the sky.

The spiritual power of Sanskrit has not stopped, and the horizontal horizontal of the cold shield is still expanding. The spirits crashed into it and were completely cut off. By the time they were in both directions, the soldiers had already divided into two ways and swore to block the road. This move is the fifth defense secret method of Leng Che's personal transmission of Sanskrit, the Infinite Cold Shield, called - Water Holding the Sky!

On the ice field, Sanskrit Yin's body flickered, and his heart froze. A trace of pale blue spiritual power slowly emanated from Sanskrit Yin's body. Her eyes turned white and she fell.

Countless dark spiritual powers struck her in the air, and she was no longer able to resist.

"Bang, bang, bang!" There were several sounds, and the dark spiritual power was blocked in midair. A tiger-shaped shield stood in front of Fanyin, covering her all and protecting her.

A strong, powerful arm caught Fanyin's knee as it was about to touch the ground, lifting her up and letting her lean on her shoulder.

"Boss, it's okay. A familiar deep voice sounded in Sanskrit's ears. A pair of fingers tapped lightly on the side of Sanskrit's legs.

A few hot tears burst out of Sanskrit eyes at the boundary of consciousness.

"I almost died, and you won't come again. Sanskrit rested his head on the man's shoulder, tears wetting his uniform.

After the seven-foot strong man heard the Sanskrit sound speak, his burly body stood on the ice field, his body trembled, his arms trembled, and his tears were like a long river. The man choked up, his lips couldn't help but tremble, and he said, "How can my Chiru boss say that he will lie down when he lies down!

Fanyin's eyes blinked lightly and she cried.

Inside and outside the Ministry of Military Affairs, up and down the Guozheng Hall, and in the deep pool of Liaodi, they all learned the news of Chilu's "resurrection". The crowd rejoiced and sobbed and flowed.

"Then, that fool, you're not dead!" Yan Tong brandished his spirit arrow, slashing and slashing the surging ghosts and ghosts from the corrosive ground, and his heart was excited. Then he grinned. Mo Duoli saw Yan Tong, who was fighting bravely and scarred, and at the same time remembering his old friend, his heart was touched.