"Khoo!" a spear swept in, clinging to the iron oak's cheek and striking against the hard ice rock, sparks splashing in all directions.

Iron Oak's eyelids didn't blink, and a knife stabbed into the lower abdomen of the dragon warrior.

The knife pierced too deep, and before he could pull it out, a sharp spear plunged deep into his chest.

Iron Oak roared, and slammed his fist on the opponent's front door.

"Kara!" the clear sound of a skull shattering sounded, and the dragon warrior screamed back, and a white bone pierced his face, protruding into the face, blood and brains spilling into the air.

Iron Oak's body shook violently, his left leg was broken, and he could barely support himself by leaning on the ice rock.

"Poof, poof, poof......" stabbed from all directions with knives and guns, and the iron oak was no longer able to resist, so he only viciously hugged a dragon warrior and broke his neck.

His vision was blurring more and more, he could hear his own heavy and rapid breathing, and countless figures were dangling in front of him, but he was so weak that he wanted to close his eyes and sleep.

"Big one, I'm coming to see you!"

Suddenly, the enemy soldiers around him stepped aside, and Tie Oak saw a familiar face—

Zhe Yuhang jumped off the dragon and approached the iron oak step by step, and said expressionlessly: "I didn't expect us to meet again like this." ”

Tie Oak spat blood foam and said with difficulty: "Don't talk nonsense, give Lao Tzu a good time!"

Zhe Yuhang nodded, pulled out his saber and said, "I'll keep your whole body." ”

The cold blade pierced into Tie Oak's heart, he didn't feel any pain at all, looking up at the night sky, his eyes gradually hollowed, and his body stood upright.

Zhe Yuhang pulled out his saber, a trace of almost imperceptible sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he said with a cold face: "There is an order for the big one, and the one who kills the forest hermit will be rewarded with five thousand households!"

"Kill Lin Yin!"

Hundreds of dragon warriors howled excitedly like wild wolves, surging forward like a tide.

Zhe Yuhang stood still, coldly watching the red tide under his command galloping forward, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear clearly: "Lin Yin, don't let me down. ”

On that side, Lin Yin became the target of everyone and fell into a heavy encirclement.

He harnessed the cold to dodge left and right, rescued one after another of the besieged Night Fire Warriors, and then gathered them around him, holding the passage of the Ice Valley to the death.

However, there are still fewer and fewer people around the night fire, and people are constantly being swept into the oncoming torrent and disappearing in an instant.

Except for him and Ji Hengjin, the other dragon warriors had all been killed, and almost only the enemy's dragon was left in the sky.

Feng Han couldn't fly anymore, his body was scarred and flesh rolled, and if it weren't for his super physique, he would have died long ago.

Rao is so, it is still galloping hard, and the blood waves are rolling everywhere it passes.

Seeing that there were less than three hundred people left beside him, Ji Hengjin shouted with red eyes: "Lin Yin, go quickly, remember to avenge us!"

Lin Yin turned a deaf ear, his white hair was stained with blood, showing a bit of demonic appearance, the sword in his right hand and his left hand were still clean and neat, stable and desperate, and there was almost no one under the gun and sword.

If anyone had just entered this flesh mill ice valley, it would be impossible to believe that he had been fighting for most of the night, and before that there had been endless and vicious fighting.

Almost subconsciously, the soldiers of the Longwei tribe who killed the red eyes around him would involuntarily avoid Lin Yin when he rushed up, hoping that there would be a fool in front of him.

The army of 100,000 dragon slayers, no one dares to attack it directly!

"There is an order for the big one - kill the forest hermit and reward five thousand households!"

Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar from behind, and the army rushed towards Lin Yin.

There must be brave men under the so-called heavy reward, not to mention the reward of 5,000 households. You must know that the Northern Desolate Ice Field is vast and sparsely populated, and the scale of the average tribe with a thousand households is not small, even if many of the people under the command of Dragon Slayer may not have this strength.

Suddenly, the morale of tens of thousands of horses was greatly boosted, just like the ice field snow wolf that had been hungry for more than ten days desperately rushed towards Lin Yin.

"Lin Yin, hurry up!" Seeing that the situation was imminent, Ji Hengjin roared and urged the sitting dragon to rush forward.

"That!" more than a dozen of Ji Hengjin's subordinates followed his back and killed the enemy.

"Uh-" The dragon squeezed out the last bit of dragon breath and turned into a sky of sparks and landed in the enemy formation.

Dozens of dragon warriors fell down screaming with flames, trying to extinguish the flames from the ice and snow on the ground.

The iron horsemen around him ignored the tragic situation of their companions, and their eyes lit up and stared at Lin Yin desperately moving forward.

"Bang!" the dragon swung its tail, and a dozen more figures flew up from the horse's back, dying of anger before they could hit the ground.

"Poof, poof, poof!" the spears of the talisman pierced into the dragon's body fiercely, and in an instant, its huge body seemed to turn into a hedgehog.

The dragon roared and fell to the ground, and Ji Heng Jinden fell into a sea of guns and knives.

"Ji Nayan!" Lin Yin's eyes burst with cold light, and the dragon soared and rushed towards Ji Hengjin.

"Bang!" two dragon warriors arrived, followed by the third and fourth...... Tuan Tuan surrounded Lin Yin.

Lin Yin raised his sword and stabbed a dragon warrior to death, but Ji Hengjin also disappeared from his field of vision, and more than a dozen warriors under his command were drowned along with him.

Silently, a cold tear trickled down his cheek.

"Snow falls!" he was like a volcano that had been dormant for a thousand years, the lava at the bottom of the mountain erupted and boiled in an instant, and his eyes emitted a terrifying silver-white light, as if it was about to freeze and incinerate everything in front of him.

Tang Xueluo was guarded by a group of dead soldiers in the middle, and when she heard Lin Yin's shout, her heart trembled violently.

Of course, she understood why Lin Yin called herself, but her furlen lips couldn't spit out that string of spells anyway.

- Iron oak died in battle, Ji Hengjin died in battle, and countless clansmen died in this ice valley.

Tang Xueluo knew that Lin Yin had no hope of life and would never leave alone.

"Snow falls!" Lin Yin's eyes fell on her face as if they had passed through the night.

"Worship Moti Perry...... Tang Xue bit her lips tightly, and recited the witch spell word by word.

"Uhhh

"Boom!" Lin Yin's little Qiankun seemed to explode, and the accumulated true yuan instantly refined into Gang, turning into a raging flame that erupted from the sky!

In an instant, his body burned like a brilliant torch, almost radiant, and the sword qi visible to the naked eye burst out into the air like ten thousand arrows, and none of the Longwei warriors within a radius of ten zhang were spared, and the flesh and blood burst into a terrifying red rain.

"If there is a spell of God's help!"

Zhe Yuhang was moved, looked at Lin Yin from afar with a complicated expression, and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

"Huh-" Lin Yin swept with his sword, and the light of the primordial ancient sword was unstoppable. Clusters of ancient runes shone brightly on the sword body, transforming into all kinds of wonderful appearances, like mountains and seas, majestic and purifying in all directions.

Screams and wails came one after another, and the warriors of the Longwei tribe were slashed by the sword, their limbs were broken and their souls were not possessed, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Yin's body was the only one left standing proudly.

Drawing his sword and looking around to be invincible, he jumped down the dying cold cold, like a god striding forward, and the sword light swept across a sea of blood!

"Shoot him with arrows!" Xie Xuan yelled in horror, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Whoosh-" The dragon warrior woke up like a dream, and a curtain of canopy talisman bone arrows shot towards Lin Yin, and from a distance, it seemed like a black cloud engulfing his figure.

Tang Xueluo forcibly endured a burst of dizziness and cracking, urging Yuan Zhi to recite witch spells again and again, and knocked one after another Ambilight onto Lin Yin's body.

"Golden Body Undefeated Mantra", "Heavenly Blessing Mantra", "Dead Wood Spring Mantra", ......

Lin Yin's body was instantly blessed with nearly ten kinds of witch spells, like an invincible god of war, a sword that collapsed and rained arrows in the sky.

"Keng!" the primordial ancient sword slashed at the blood-red ice and snow land, cracking a deep ravine in response.

"Boom-" The underground vitality under the ravine steamed up, turning into thousands of swords and rays of light.

"Puff puff-" Rows of Longwei warriors fell with swords, and another large area of snow was emptied!

Countless people looked at Lin Yin in horror, trembling all over their bodies and involuntarily retreating back.

At this moment, if you look down from the sky, you can see a man with a sword pressing thousands of troops and horses forward!

"All retreat!" he did not look back, shouting to the more than 100 surviving dead soldiers behind him.

However, this time his order failed, and not only did all the people not retreat, but rushed forward without hesitation!

The battle clouds rolled and the blood song was mighty, Tang Xueluo's eyes blurred with tears, and he squeezed out the last remaining bit of Yuan Zhi and spilled it on the warriors.

Her eyes were getting darker and darker, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, her mind seemed to be submerged in the ocean, and her delicate body was soft and fell back.

"Fairy Tang!" A figure rushed to Kankan from behind to support Tang Xueluo, it was Hudar who had gone and returned.

He only had one arm left, so he could only carry Tang Xueluo behind him, grab a spear and rush forward.

Knowing that it was a moth throwing fire, knowing that there was no return, but no one hesitated to turn back, and used their last faint light to illuminate the bleak night sky of the Northern Wilderness-

They are standing on a mountain, and when they fall is a sea, no matter whether they live or die, the heroic souls are always defending the ice peaks behind them!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The earth shook suddenly, and the glaciers trembled violently, and there was a dull thunderous roar in the northern night, as if a thunderous chariot was rushing towards the ice field.

"What's going on?" the soldiers of the Longwei tribe watched blankly, not knowing what had happened.

"Quickly withdraw from the Ice Valley!" Lin Yin shouted, but was stunned to find that there was no comrade-in-arms around him.

"Big Na...... You go!" Not far away, a faint voice suddenly responded.

Hudar was covered with wounds, with a spear stuck in his back, and his intestines also flowed out of his lower abdomen, but he was still desperately protecting Tang Xueluo, who was unconscious.

Lin Yin was silent for a moment, looking at the frightened enemy, he suddenly let out a long roar and swung out the Primal Ancient Sword with all his strength!

"Boom!" The light cluster formed by the convergence of thousands of swords and rays crashed into the thousands of troops, and the flesh and blood flew sideways.

Lin Yin had no joy or sorrow, turned around and picked up Hudar and Tang Xueluo, and walked towards Feng Han as if no one was around.

"Hudar, I'll take you back. Hold on, Hyland is still waiting for you!" he said, seeing the dark waters on the other side of the ice valley shimmering silver in the moonlight.

Listen, the angry waves stir in the ice valley, it is the sound of the sea crying...... (83 Chinese Net.)