Mo Ang didn't speak much, and his worries made him seem to have a thousand words to say, but at this moment of reunion on the battlefield, his lips were pursed, and it was difficult to say a word.

"Ang" Sha Ying tilted her head slightly, two lines of tears slipped down her pale face, but her eyes were full of joy.

Mo Ang looked at Sha Ying's haggard face, his eyes were full of heartache, and he held Sha Ying's hand tightly, as if he wanted to be like this for a long time.

The two of them only have each other in their eyes, but in reality, this is the battlefield, they don't pay attention to others, but others will come to the door.

Without a sound, a huge fist slammed into Mo Ang's back, and when he was caught off guard, Mo Ang took a solid punch, spurting out a mouthful of blood from the sky, and stepped forward with his right foot, but he stopped his body suddenly.

"Ang!" Sha Ying didn't have any psychological preparation, seeing that Mo Ang was injured, her eyes first showed a panic and concern, but after seeing that Mo Ang was fine, she looked up behind Mo Ang, and her eyes were already full of murderous intent and anger.

Even if she is a woman, even if she falls in love, she is still a wolf, a bloodthirsty white wolf!

The one who attacked Mo Ang was a burly man with a full face and meat, not a spear in his hand, but a pair of spiritual weapon fists that only protected the joints of his hands, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face when he saw that one punch did not kill Mo Ang.

Mo Ang killed all sides before, naturally there will be people who are specifically aimed at him, obviously, this big man is the person in charge of fighting Mo Ang, and at this moment, seeing a woman beside Mo Ang, he glanced at Sha Ying's eyes, revealing a trace of disdain.

Indeed, in this battlefield, among the many remaining people and wolves at this moment, Sha Ying's strength is the lowest, although I can only see this small corner.

Mo Ang took Sha Ying's hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Ying, I will protect you!" The long knife in his hand was raised, and a string of blood beads was thrown out, looking at the immortal soldier with cold eyes, if he wanted to protect Sha Ying, he must defeat all the enemies he faced.

The big man laughed evilly, pulled the scar on his face to make it even more hideous, and rushed forward with a wave of his fists.

Mo Ang's long knife was horizontal, and a sharp knife aura suddenly appeared, protecting himself and Sha Ying behind him, and Sha Ying didn't want Mo Ang to fight alone, his body bowed slightly, his hands and legs had turned into wolf claws, just waiting for an opportunity to kill.

In the face of the posture of the two, Dahan didn't care, with a wave of his iron fist, a violent aura suddenly dispersed the knife qi, "hehe" smiled, and his footsteps rushed up to the sky, his fists clenched, and he smashed down on Mo Ang's head!

Mo Ang's expression was serious, the strength of this big man is profound, and it is rare to see it on this battlefield, it is definitely not an ordinary immortal soldier, seeing the big man attacking, he grabbed Sha Ying and hurriedly dodged.

Dahan slammed his fist on the ground, and suddenly the mountains shook, but he saw that the ground was splashed with mud and rocks, and the immortal soldiers and wolf demons fighting around him were also swept away, and they flew dozens of feet away.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the big man slowly stood up, and he was actually in a huge pit with a radius of ten zhang! The power of one punch has such a destructive power, what kind of fist is this!

Mo Ang knew that this person was not easy to deal with, and looked at Sha Ying with some concern, this battle was not something she could interfere with. The latter shook his head with a smile, signaling Mo Ang to rest assured, and arched his nose playfully, in this killing battlefield, it was a different picture. Maybe Sha Ying completely trusts Mo Ang and believes that he will do his best to protect herself, or perhaps, with her keen sense, has smelled an ominous ending, and pretends to be relaxed at the moment, just willing to enjoy the last moment of happiness

"Kill!"

Mo Ang roared, his hands clenched the long knife, and the eighteen-style coiling dragon knife danced vigorously, fighting with the big man. The swimming dragon condensed by the sword qi collided with the big man's body, but it couldn't hurt him in the slightest, and could only block it slightly.

The big man slammed his fists, all of them were blocked by Mo Ang's knife qi, and he couldn't help but be a little angry, between the attacks, it was even more powerful, and he couldn't help Mo Ang for a long time, he roared, withdrew from the battle circle, clenched his right fist, and kicked the ground with his footsteps, and the whole person flew towards Mo Ang, leaving a crack.

Mo Ang was on par with the big man, and at this moment, seeing the big man's momentum soaring, he was faintly shocked, his eyes showed a trace of solemnity, he held the knife in both hands, and after slashing out a few zhang of knife qi, he suddenly inserted the knife into the ground under his feet, but he saw the mud and rocks surging, and in a moment, a coiled hundred-zhang dragon was formed, protecting Mo Ang in it!

The big man faced the sword qi slashed by Mo Ang, there was no fear in his eyes, and the right fist that was stung in his waist seemed to be slowly pushed out with great difficulty, and the nearby sword qi was quietly dispersed, I don't know what kind of destructive power is contained in his right fist!

"Roar!"

As the Great Han approached, the hundred-zhang dragon roared at the Great Han, and a fishy wind swept through as if it were substantial, but it had no effect at all except for leaving a gully several feet deep on the ground.

"Drink!"

The big man roared, and his right fist seemed to carry the momentum of thunder, and slammed into the dragon!

With a loud bang, a crack slowly appeared on the dragon's body, and then spread, more and more, faster and faster, and after a while, it was already covered with the entire dragon body!

The corner of the big man's mouth showed a wicked smile, his right fist advanced a little more, and with a soft sound of "Peng", the dragon turned into a cloud of mud and stone debris and dissipated, and Mo Ang inside spurted out a large mouthful of blood in his eyes full of disbelief, and flew out.

Dahan didn't stop, but took this opportunity to bully him forward and punch Mo Ang's head again!

"Profit"

With a soft murmur, half of Mo Ang's bones were shattered, and it was already difficult to move, this punch, he couldn't dodge, seeing that the fist was getting closer and closer, getting bigger and bigger, he closed his eyes, with a trace of regret, and unwillingness

"Bang" fell to the ground, the long knife in his hand had already been taken off, and at this moment it was nailed to the ground next to him, the cold light slowly faded, and the night wind blew, turning into powder, dissipating and empty.

Mo Ang closed his eyes for a moment, didn't wait for the expected punch, and slowly opened his eyes, but the scene in front of him made him stunned for an instant.

The big man's fist pierced Sha Ying's body, and drops of blood flowed down from his fingers, dripping into the black dirt, and Sha Ying's hands grabbed the big man's arm so that he couldn't make any further points.

At this moment, Sha Ying slowly turned her head, with the last trace of nostalgia, glanced at Mo Ang, the corner of her mouth showed a smile, at this moment, it was so poignant! The light in her eyes gradually dissipated, as if telling the last goodbye, in this cold winter night, like the dimming of the last star, with a sadness, slowly disappearing into the darkness, never to shine again

The big man seemed to be stunned, slowly pulled out his arm, and watched the bright red blood flowing in his hand and his body slowly become gray, and a trace of contemplation flashed in his eyes, maybe he had never understood that the demon was so affectionate, and he could sacrifice himself to save his lover.

Sha Ying's weak body slowly fell, crossed a sad arc, and threw herself on the blood-stained land, without a sound, as if the world had fallen silent because of this.

Mo Ang's gaze followed Sha Ying's fall, moving slowly, not leaving the smile outlined by the slowly whitening lips, just staring blankly.

After a short reunion, it was such a sad ending, Mo Ang didn't cry, didn't shout, slowly got up, and walked step by step to Sha Ying, who had turned into a white wolf in front of him.

The broken bones of his body rubbed with his footsteps and made a "gurgling" sound, and the blood foam in his mouth continued to gush out, and every step he took was a huge pain, but Mo Ang had no color in his eyes, no expression on his face, the cold wind blew the earth fiercely, and the war around him continued.

Kneeling beside Sha Ying, Mo Ang opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, looking at the already cold corpse in front of him, he slowly stretched out his hand and hugged it in his arms, his eyes flashed with fear, confusion, sadness, and anger.

Cold tears flowed down his once warm fur, and Mo Ang looked extremely pained, hugging his lover in his arms more and more tightly.

"Whew!"

A roar, roaring out the despair in my heart!

A roar, roaring out of the separation of life and death!

A roar, roaring out of the shattered fate and hope!

With a roar from the sky, all emotions were suddenly released, echoing throughout the battlefield, and all the wolf clans heard this, and all looked sideways at this place, and a trace of sadness flashed in their eyes.

The crystals fell, disturbing one after another, and it actually snowed lightly at this time, adding a sense of sadness to this heavy battlefield.

"Roar!"

A translucent hundred-zhang swimming dragon suddenly rushed out of Mo Ang's body, straight into the air, attracting the sideways glances of all the fairy wolves, and then surging down, rushing straight towards the contemplative big man on the side.

The big man had already been pulled back from his thoughts by the roar, and when he saw the rushing dragon, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his spiritual power gathered, and he slammed into the dragon head with a punch!

"Boom!"

The loud noise was deafening, and if it weren't for me, I would have covered my ears and rolled over and on. And the right fist that the big man hit at You Long actually began to slowly shatter and dissipate, and in a moment, only half of it was left! The big man pressed his left hand on his right arm, as if he wanted to pull it back, but he didn't move at all, but it dissipated three points faster.

"Ah!" the big man struggled in terror, and finally let out a terrible cry after the whole shoulder dissipated, and then turned into ashes.

The dragon returned, dissipated when it came into contact with Mo Ang's body, I could see clearly, the dragon head was clearly a demon pill that was three points larger than an egg!

Mo Ang's injuries recovered quickly, although he had not fully recovered, he was already very good, and the momentum exuded by his body at this moment was much higher than before, it must be at this moment of great compassion that his cultivation has been greatly improved, and his strength has made a qualitative leap!

But there was no joy on Mo Ang's face, and the great joy of cultivation and promotion could not stir up a little wave in the face of the great sorrow of the lover's death, and the sorrow was greater than the death of the heart, maybe it was so.

At this moment, Mo Ang may really rather die, when life is only regret and sadness, when life only has memories and no future, when life can only rely on the past and survive, what a severe pain it is to live alone in this world