Chapter 4: The Remnant Sun is Like Blood, and the Wind and Snow Have No Way of Return (4)

People have not moved, and the strength has already traveled all over the body!

Liu Hanyan held the scimitar in both hands, and the internal energy passed through the thin blade, turning into wisps of invisible internal qi, which surged out, and even the snow on the ground was melted by the internal energy, revealing a gray ground.

Mo Shangmiao, who was observing not far away, saw that Liu Hanyan still had such momentum, and his footsteps moved forward slightly and retreated a little, and his face was even more ugly, and then he laughed fiercely, and took out several ring-shaped rhombus from his arms!

Liu Hanyan was on guard, but he was always staring at Mo Shang's guest, and when he saw him take out the hidden weapon ring Lingshuo, his eyes opened slightly, and he was even more careful.

At this time, the black-clothed man who rushed straight down from the mountainside was already three zhang away, and he could besiege her in it, Liu Hanyan's eyes were cold, his body leaned forward slightly, and the scimitar in his hand was twisted, it was already a preemptive strike!

One of the men in black rushed too fast, and his right arm was cut off directly, and the knife gradually faded, and before he could hit the chest of the other person, he was blocked by a big man with a knife.

The scimitar was blocked, and after a whirl in the air, it returned to Liu Hanyan's hand again, and a cold wind blew, and the coolness rushed from the soles of his feet to his heart! Liu Hanyan's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Although he didn't finish his work, the fierce offensive of the man in black slowed down.

For a while, the confrontation between the two sides had a moment of rest!

The next moment, the cold wind blew on his face, the sword light protruded, and a white figure suddenly appeared in the originally gentle snow, like a ghost, and his body rushed towards Liu Hanyan like lightning, Liu Hanyan's face swept a touch of solemnity, and with a long roar, his feet were already flashing again and again!

Xu is speed is too fast, there are strings of phantoms on the snow, the two of them are extremely fast, such as wind, such as electricity, hurriedly after two moves, and then dispersed, Liu Hanyan took a few steps back, the knife in his left hand pointed to the ground, and the scimitar in his right hand protected the front of him, and his expression was extremely dignified.

As soon as the white figure flashed away, it disappeared into the snow again and disappeared, waiting for the opportunity again!

In this fight, although Liu Hanyan did not fall behind, he was also seriously injured, and the red blood dripped on the scimitar along his wrist, and then he didn't go into the snow, Su Chen, who was curled up not far away, saw his mother's body swaying slightly, but he didn't dare to move a bit.

Mo Shangqian, who was staring at the situation in the field from a distance, smiled coldly, and gestured to the man in black again, and the group of people in black suddenly reacted from their sluggishness, and several long knives attacked Liu Hanyan's upper, middle and lower three ways.

Liu Hanyan saw that they cooperated so tacitly, and they were not afraid of death, and their despair was even worse, but when they thought that Su Chen was still behind him, he endured the pain all over his body, mobilized the internal force of his whole body, and then leaned back to avoid this powerful attack like a torrential rain.

The left hand is the internal force of dark luck, the blade is slapped on the snow, and the body uses the force to dodge backwards at the same time, the blade is also sweeping up large snowflakes, white snow, under the blowing of the wind, it is more and more chaotic!

The man in black's vision was blocked, and the second stormy attack was over.

Liu Hanyan avoided the attack of the man in black, but his body had not yet stabilized, and a sound of breaking the air suddenly came, and he didn't notice it for a while, and a sword was stabbed in his right shoulder, and the cold light suddenly appeared, but it disappeared suddenly.

Liu Hanyan's face became more and more pale, his body shook slightly, and he stood up and looked coldly ahead, and at this moment, Mo Shangqian finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, secretly developed his internal strength, and shot the ring-shaped rhombus in his hand at Liu Hanyan.

Liu Hanyan smiled bitterly, and had to support the scimitar in his hand to block the hidden weapons one by one.

With this effort, Liu Hanyan's body shook more and more, and even her vision weakened a little, she only felt very tired, very tired! I really wanted to sleep so well, if it wasn't for Su Chen in my heart, I am afraid that she would not be able to support it.

Mo Shangmiao's ring-shaped hidden weapon was knocked down by Liu Hanyan, and he was not angry in his heart, he knew that she was at the end of the crossbow, so he gestured to the man in black again.

The long knife is huo, the twilight snow is hazy, and the atmosphere has a trace of inexplicable tragedy!

Mo Shang migrator, black-clothed dead soldier, strange white shadow, hidden weapon, long knife, short sword! Almost at the same time, she attacked the crumbling Liu Hanyan, even if she was in her heyday, she had to be extremely careful in the face of such an offensive, not to mention that now she was seriously injured, and there was not much internal strength left.

The despair in Liu Hanyan's eyes was even worse, there was a lot of danger hidden in the jungle, and it was already a crisis in front of her, she knew that even if she repelled this attack, it would be impossible for her to get out alive, and the only one who cared about her was Su Chen.

Taking a deep look at Su Chen in the distance, Liu Hanyan suddenly roared, ignoring the strange white shadow and Mo Shang's relocation, he turned around directly, the scimitar rotated, and slashed at the neck of the black-clothed man behind him, and then borrowed the strength of his feet, stepped on the man's shoulder, and flew towards Su Chen.

The person was in mid-air, with nowhere to borrow strength, Mo Shang's ring-shaped rhombus hit her waist ribs straight, Liu Hanyan's face was distorted, a mouthful of blood shot out, and her body fell straight beside Su Chen.

"Bang!"

Hearing the loud noise, Su Chen, who was already frightened, suddenly pounced on Liu Hanyan, roared loudly with tears in his eyes, and his voice was extremely miserable.

In this haunting dusk covered with blood and tears, a faint sigh came from nowhere! Then the white shadow flickered, and suddenly disappeared into the vast twilight.

Mo Shangqian stopped the pace of the man in black, looked at the strange white shadow that was far away with great meaning, and then showed a cruel smile on his face, and slowly walked towards Liu Hanyan.

Liu Hanyan was already half-asleep at this time, Su Chen's small body, holding Liu Hanyan by himself, moved back little by little, seeing that Mo Shang's migrants were coming in the snow, Su Chen's face was even more anxious, he didn't notice it, and slipped to the ground.

Walking to Liu Hanyan's side, Mo Shangqian's hideous face was a little more happy, he grabbed Su Chen and threw him behind him, and then said with a cruel smile: "Yu Linglong, if you know today, why bother in the first place?"

"Phew!"

Liu Hanyan saw that he threw Su Chen away, sat up forcibly, and looked at Mo Shang Qian coldly, and Su Chen, who was left behind, had already run over again at this time, and was about to call Mo Shang Qianke.

Mo Shangqian raised him up impatiently, his eyes were even more fierce, he looked at Liu Hanyan coldly, and then laughed loudly, threw his small body up, and then in Liu Hanyan's shocked gaze, his right hand became a fist and hit him in the chest.

"Dust!"

The sky and the earth are dark, and the remnant sun is like blood!

Liu Hanyan only felt that his eyes were dark, and he had already fainted!

In the long world, there is always that wisp of bonding, which makes people's souls haunt dreams, and there is always that reluctance, which makes people's hearts and intestines broken!

I don't know how many years have passed, maybe it's a year, maybe it's just an instant, Liu Hanyan woke up slowly, as soon as her eyes opened, she looked around, snow-capped, and the jungle was picturesque!

A hideous face looked at her with a cruel smile! And in mid-air, that petite figure, like an eagle with broken wings, fell straight down the top of the mountain and rolled into the depths of the canyon next to it.

"Poof!"

Seeing that Su Chen was beaten into the vast cliff of the vast mountain by Mo Shangmiao, Liu Hanyan was in a hurry, his eyes darkened, and he fainted again.

In the depths of the jungle, covered with snow, dozens of black-clothed people stood around them, and among them, stood a young man in brocade clothes, and beside the young man stood two young men in white clothes and a man with a black veil.

The black-clothed masked man looked at everything that happened on the official road, his face showed a hint of pain, and then said coldly: "Hanyan, don't blame me for being ruthless, if you want to blame, blame you for betraying me." ”

When the young man in brocade clothes heard him say this, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, and then he whispered a few words beside the two beside him, and left.

On the official road, Liu Hanyan, who was covered in blood, was lying in the snow, and beside him, there was a hideous Mo Shang Micker, who walked to Liu Hanyan's side lightly, and began to grope with his hands on Liu Hanyan.

After a while, Mo Shangmiaoke's face showed a trace of confusion, and he groped again, and muttered softly: "How can there be?"

He didn't seem to give up, so he squatted down again, and his hands reached out to grope for a while, when suddenly, his heart jumped, and he felt a fierce murderous aura coming from behind.

Mo Shangqian is a veteran of the rivers and lakes, and he is extremely sensitive to murderous aura, almost at the moment when he felt the murderous aura, he took out several ring-shaped rhombus shuttles from his arms, and then turned around.

The black-clothed man standing on the side had all fallen in the snow at this moment, replaced by nearly ten iron-armored guards with steel knives, and among them, a man in white stood indifferently, staring coldly at Mo Shangqian.

The man's face is extremely handsome and extraordinary, and his eyes are full of tenderness all the time, which makes people involuntarily fall into it at a glance.

But when Mo Shangqian saw him, it was like seeing a ghost, and almost subconsciously beat the ring-shaped rhombus in his hand out, and then his figure flashed, and he fled regardless of it.

The ring-shaped rhombus was still in mid-air, and it was forcibly shaken open by an invisible qi, and the figure of the man in white flashed, and he chased after Mo Shang, who was in a hurry, and roared while running: "Liu Hanqing, you are a madman, it is your sister Yu Linglong who is lying on the road, do you want to watch her die?"

Mo Shangmiao's roar really worked, and he saw the figure in white pause, with a hint of anger on his face, and then shot towards Liu Hanyan.