The sharp sword blade, mixed with the energy of swallowing clouds, Qin Lingyan struck a horizontal sword, and as soon as he clashed, it was the extreme collision of many years of foundation. When the two were fighting, the vigor swept dozens of meters, and the majestic sword qi roared, raising all the red leaves on the earth, and tearing them apart in the air. Many soldiers in Donglai carried long swords, although they were anxious, they could only observe from ten meters away, and did not dare to step forward.

After a few rounds, the two of them jumped forward, and then slashed horizontally, opening up a distance of dozens of meters. Qin Lingyan took a few steps back, holding the hilt of his sword, stroking his chest and gasping, but his eyes were cold, looking directly at Jiang An. Jiang An's figure staggered back, and the wind-chasing sword was plunged straight into the ground, so that his body would not fall. A pain in his abdomen struck, and blood gushed out, soaking his white clothes.

'I, I'm ......' Jiang An clenched his teeth, covered the wound in his abdomen, and staggered a few steps, the tiger's mouth was already numb, and the chasing wind in his hand almost wanted to get rid of it.

Qin Lingyan's face didn't show any expression, the sharp sword edge reflected a pair of clear and cold eyes, love and righteousness, he had already made a choice. Holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, the blade of the sword moved, a bleak and cold light appeared, and the killing intent in his eyes was fully revealed, Jiang An frowned, knowing in his heart that this was a gamble.

That's it! Qin Lingyan's feet condensed, and he stepped the red leaves into the mud fiercely, and then let out a long shout, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he raised his sword and slashed towards Jiang An with the momentum of pulling out a thousand jun.

I, I can't die here yet! Awei ...... I finally found you, the nightmare of seven years ago, wasn't it tortured enough, how can I let it continue! As soon as his mind moved, his brows were furrowed, and his palm held the wind chasing silk, and the blood was already gurgling along the hilt of the sword. Jiang An gritted his teeth, the blade of the sword pointed straight at the sky, closed his eyes and used all his strength, and the remnant sun on the horizon also felt its majesty, causing the cold wind to swim away from him, raising red leaves to wrap around the blade. The wind-chasing sword in his hand seemed to feel the strong call of the master, and the cold light appeared, like a giant dragon roaring, almost wanting to be in the sky!

When the two swords clashed, the strength was so strong that all the red leaves ten meters away were swept away, and the hair of the soldiers in the distance was also danced fiercely. I heard a violent and incomparable impact, and after a blow, the heavens and the earth were silent, and everything was silent.

Qin Lingyan was hit by a strong force and flew out, his body smashed on top of an ancient tree, rolled down, turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the long sword in his hand was also thrown aside. Jiang An staggered back a few meters, and the blade of the sword cut a long scratch on the ground before he staggered to fix his figure. He was half-kneeling against the wind, blood gushing down his lips.

'I'...... Am I still defeated by Jiang An? At the time of the confrontation, Qin Lingyan suddenly felt that there was an indescribable feminine power hidden in Jiang An's sword blade, and with the help of force, he resolved all his attacks, and returned with a little bit of majestic strength, and he was hit by such a sword qi, and he was shocked dozens of meters away. As if the internal organs had been cut open, Qin Lingyan gritted his teeth and coughed up blood while covering his chest.

Jiang An's body seemed to have reached the limit of what he could bear, and he staggered to stand up, struggling a few times before he got up with a long sword in his hand. He raised his eyes and looked at Qin Lingyan who fell to the ground, and was about to say something, when he saw a dark arrow on his side attacking through the air, Jiang An listened to the wind discernment, and turned sideways, turning his head to put the dark arrow in his mouth. Without waiting for him to turn his head and spit out, King Donglai twisted his bow and arrows, with a long roar, two arrows between his fingers, Jiang An dodged lightly, how could he seem to be frozen under his feet, and if he moved, it would take all his strength. After a moment's slowness, he only dodged one of the hidden arrows, and the other struck through the air, instantly piercing his shoulder blades.

'Ugh. Jiang An turned his head, screamed in pain, raised his hand to protect his shoulder, and knelt down with a stumble under his feet.

Qin Lingyan and Jiang An faced each other for a moment, and the remaining soldiers had already surrounded the Qi Ning Shizi, Ye Jin held a sword in one hand and protected the panicked princess in the other, fighting in a piece of flesh and blood. The sound of the impact of the blades, the sound of flesh tearing, the screams of pain, the panicked screams of the woman beside him, and the rustling cold wind entered Ye Jin's ears, making him dizzy for a while, and the only trace of reason left was slowly annihilated.

Kill, kill! The long sword in his hand fluttered, slashing at the figure in front of him with all his might, kill, kill! In Ye Jin's eyes, he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him clearly, so he just raised his long sword and slashed inch by inch, kill, kill! Blood spurted out from the mutilated limbs, splashed on Ye Jin's green clothes, splashed on his face, and splashed into his eyes. Faced with such a scene, the woman beside him was pushed by him, screaming until she was hoarse.

The sword blade swept, and the Tsing Yi on his body had already been cut open by the sharp sword qi Dozens of openings, and his fists were still difficult to defeat the four hands, not to mention this unprecedented beheading of a hundred people, no matter how brave the son of Qi Qi Ling was, his body was also cut by the sharp sword blade with more than a dozen wounds. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but he protected the woman in his arms with one hand, and although the blood stained her purple shirt, he was not hurt in the slightest.

'Hmph. With a cold snort, King Donglai picked up the longbow in his hand, twisted the arrow in his hand, opened the bow strongly, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, aiming at Jiang An's neck, almost wanting to kill him with one blow.

A sharp birdsong, tossing and whirling in the cold wind, a snow kite flapped its wings above the nine heavens, and slowly circled.

'No—Father! A terrible and miserable woman's cry behind him, such a heart-rending scream, although the king of Donglai moved, the strong bow in his hand did not stop, and the sharp arrow broke through the air, carrying the power of a thousand jun, and galloped towards Jiang An.

The corners of Jiang An's mouth outlined a wicked smile, his eyes were cold, his body fell suddenly, and he rolled on the red leaves, dodging the fatal blow.

The horse galloped forward, and the woman with long hair on her back danced, and unfamiliarly pulled the reins, and then crawled to the ground and pounced on the horse of King Donglai, and knelt down with a 'plop', but her face was full of tears but she was hoarse, 'Please let go of Brother Wang, Father, please!' ‘

Qin Lingyan's gaze showed a hint of elusiveness, he struggled to get up, staggered to the side of King Donglai, raised his hand to pull up the woman lying on the ground, 'Yao'er......' A heartache flashed from the corner of his eyes, he opened his mouth, but he could only say such a pale and weak sentence.

With a roll just now, Jiang An suddenly dropped something from his body, which was given to him by Princess Yaohua that day, and he was instructed to bring it with him every day.

Ye Jin on the side was still experiencing an unprecedented hundred people slashed, the protracted battle, the continuous dripping blood from the wound, so that his strength was almost exhausted, and the clanging sound of swords colliding, the hand holding the sword had already been shocked numb. Ye Jin's footsteps staggered, and his eyes turned black inch by inch, I ...... He kept asking himself in his heart, how long can I last with such a fierce offensive? I'm afraid it's ......

Before he could think about it, there was a sudden pain in his back, tearing his heart and lungs, and blood gushed out in an instant, almost dyeing the red leaves on the tree. Ye Jin turned around and slashed down the Donglai soldier who dared to sneak attack behind him with a sword, and the soldier screamed miserably, and his head was suddenly in a different place. Ye Jin was in pain, his steps staggered, the blood sword was in his hand, the blood at the tip of the sword was still dripping, Ye Jin staggered forward with Mo Ruowei in his arms, his face looked particularly hideous because of the blood, he stuck the long sword on the ground, and smiled to himself, 'Haha...... How...... How? Without waiting for a word to be finished, he turned his head and vomited out a big mouthful of blood, he ...... It's long been the end of the crossbow.

'Woo woo...... Mo Ruowei's throat let out an intermittent mournful sound, her hands trembled and touched the wound on Ye Jin's back, and she retracted her hand as if she was extremely frightened. Her tears fell like beads with broken threads, dripping on the red leaves at her feet, and the blood stains that had been sprinkled were washed away for a minute.

Ye Jin stepped forward, lifted the long edge, staggered under his feet, and walked forward step by step, the long sword passed by, screaming miserably, and it was blood-red. In the midst of the melee, under the roar, I don't know that a stray arrow flew there, carrying the momentum of Wanjun, and instantly disappeared into the chest of the prince of the Ning family. He stumbled under his feet, fell to his knees, and the long sword in his hand was suddenly out of his hand.

The woman in her arms shrank and screamed, and fell to the ground with him, Mo Ruowei's sideburns were messy, looking at the Donglai soldiers approaching step by step in front of her, she shrank back and retreated, her eyes full of horror.

'Jiang An, Jiang An--! Ye Jin raised his head, let out a long roar, and then used all his strength to slam a palm on Mo Ruowei's body, knocking her out in an instant. Jiang An heard the desperate cry, his heart moved, he gritted his teeth and jumped up, catching Mo Ruowei in the air, but it was a staggering woman in his arms, rolling a few times on the dust. The wounds on her body, dripping with blood, Mo Ruowei's eyes were full of tears, her heart was torn inch by inch, and she couldn't do anything except make a whimper in her throat.

"Father, father!" Princess Yaohua's face was pale, she struggled forward, knelt at the feet of King Donglai, and pulled his shirt tightly, her voice was terrible, like a ghost crying wolf, "Father, father, please spare Brother Wang!" She leaned down and bowed, tears raining down.

"A-Yao!" Qin Lingyan was beside her, her figure staggered, and pulled up the woman who was struggling and crying on the ground, but she pushed her away with one hand. "Father, father!" She still kowtowed and pleaded, her head slammed on the red leaves, and in a short time blood oozed blood.

"Get out of here." The corners of King Donglai's mouth twitched, and the corpses of the soldiers in front of him had accumulated dozens of corpses, and the blood that flowed down merged into a stream, winding along, broken limbs, flying flesh and blood, and the cruelty in front of him, like the realm of the capital. The daughter on his side burst into tears like rain, screaming sadly, King Donglai gritted his teeth, twisted four long arrows from his back with his fingers, and opened his bow on his horse, "Today, this king swears to kill Jiang An!" ”.