Anruo stars are hidden in the white snow, silent and traceless.

Looking at the white snow around him and feeling the familiar coldness, An Ruoxing couldn't help but feel a little wistful. He suddenly remembered the time he spent searching and rescuing with Shen Zhixuan and others.

The past events are all before our eyes.

The roars of Shen Zhixuan and others seemed to resound in his mind.

The faces of Shen Zhixuan, Zhao Yi, Li Cheng, and Kong Lei are still so fresh in my heart. The scene of resolutely turning around to die flashes before my eyes, as if they are still by my side, and they just say to myself, "Live!"

Turn around and attack the enemy.

That determined figure turned around in the corner of my eyes again and again.

But the grass on their graves is now green and yellow.

"When I go back this time, I want to visit the three people's homes again."

An Ruoxing buried her head in the snow and said secretly in her heart.

"It's a pity, Old God, none of my family members are gone... I only have one disciple, Fang Che, left. Hey, this disciple can take care of me now... Why should I take care of him..."

An Ruoxing sighed a little when he thought of this.

Fang Che's current strength is estimated to be able to slap him a dozen times... If he wants to take care of him, he really has no way to take care of him, so he can only give him the green light from his position.

But now this guy has more authority than me...

The task Shen Zhixuan gave him was really fucked up. I'm afraid it won't be long before he sees Fang Che again and has to call him "sir"...

How can I take care of the commander?

Thinking of this, An Ruoxing wished that Shen Zhixuan would come back to life so that he could spray spit on that wrinkled face.

"Old guy! I won't be able to kill you until I get down!"

An Ruoxing cursed in her heart.

A message came from the side: "Deputy Chief, someone is coming towards us."

"Have seniors Feng Mo returned?"

"not yet."

"Observe carefully. If it's not important, just let them go. Even the Southeast Headquarters of the Solipsism Orthodox Church, let them go first to see the situation. After all, there is still a peace agreement, so it is not appropriate to have a conflict."

"Yes, Deputy Chief."

The dark hall where the arraignment was held was quietly ambush.

With only a line of eyes exposed, he was observing the mountains ahead.

More than a dozen people roared past the top of the mountain, heading this way like clouds and mist.

Getting closer and closer, when you can already see faces from a group of small black dots...

Yin Guotang and Xiong Rushan suddenly widened their eyes.

"Yixin Sect, Yin Shen Palace!"

Suddenly the blood all over his body burned.

"Deputy Chief An, he is from Yixin Sect, Yin Shen Palace!"

The voice transmitted from the underworld was full of unforgettable hatred and an unbearable desire to kill.

The Guardian's southeastern headquarters' confrontation with Yin Shen Palace is by no means just An Ruoxing's personal enmity.

For more than a thousand years, the blood debts owed by the Yixin Sect can be seen throughout the southeast.

More than hundreds of millions of people have lost their lives at the hands of the Xinxin sect.

A span of more than a thousand years is the blood and tears of more than a thousand years.

Countless defenders died tragically at the hands of the Yixin Cult. The title of "Blood Spirit Slaughter" of Yin Shen Palace was by no means obtained casually.

Yin Guotang and other senior guards, countless brothers and colleagues throughout their lives, all died under the Seven Swords of the Blood Spirit!

When I dreamed back at midnight, I still saw that hateful and hateful black-robed figure, that cold devil-like face, and that sinister laughter.

At this moment, when I saw the Yin Shen Palace, I couldn't help it.

An Ruoxing's eyes suddenly widened. At this moment, he, the one with the greatest hatred, restrained his personal hatred with great rationality and considered the overall situation.

Looking at the dozen or so people on the other side, countless sound transmissions and communication messages came in in an instant.

"Deputy Chief! Kill!"

"Deputy An!"

"My subordinates can't bear it anymore!"

"kill!"

"Chief, this is a rare opportunity!"

But An Ruoxing always felt that something was wrong. The Yixin Sect appeared too easily. He had not received any news before. They were chasing the Xueyun Sect. Why did the Yixin Sect appear?

But just as Isshinjiao was about to fly overhead.

With a bang, the bear rose up into the sky like a mountain and killed it like a madman. He had a fiery personality and was the leader of the war altar before, and the high-level guardian who died the most under the hands of the Yin Shen Palace was from the war altar.

For thousands of years, the blood feud between so many brothers made Xiong Rushan lose his mind every time he saw the Yin Shen Palace.

As soon as Xiong Rushan came out, Yin Guotang also rushed out to support him. In an instant, dozens of people stood up at the same time.

An Ruoxing sighed.

Until now, he still calculated his own combat strength, calculated the opponent's combat strength, and then calculated that Feng Yinxiao Mo Jianghu would come back immediately when he heard the sound.

Finally decided: "Intercept and kill!"

Even if he didn't give the order, there was a fight over there. Although An Ruoxing gave the order, he was also praying in his heart: I hope this is not a trap... Otherwise, this time...

Give the order.

Suddenly, thousands of guardians suddenly appeared.

Rising across the sky, they suddenly formed an array in front of the biting cold wind.

"Yin Shen Palace!"

Yin Guotang's gloomy face was almost distorted by hatred at this moment. He stared at the Yinshen Palace: "Where to go!"

Yinshen Palace was shocked.

This time he came out to seduce the Weasel God Cult. He knew this very well.

But...he never dreamed that he would actually lure the defenders out, and all of a sudden they would be a large force!

The Yin Shen Palace was stunned.

How come there are defenders here?

He raised his head and met An Ruoxing's eyes, which were cold and deep.

It's like looking at a dead person.

"Little brother..."

Yin Shen Palace wanted to call out, but he didn't.

Suddenly I felt cold all over.

"Fight!"

Yinshen Palace could only spit out two cold words.

The Yixin Sect was heavily surrounded by thousands of people from An Ruoxing. In an instant, it was like a small sampan in the vast waves of the sea, crumbling.

The battle was extremely fierce from the beginning.

In one fight, Yixinjiao fell into a comprehensive disadvantage.

But since the defenders have an overwhelming upper hand, there will naturally be no such brutal operations that involve risking one's life.

A stable battle situation must, of course, be won steadily without any damage.

Anyway, given the current situation, it’s hard to fly if you focus on teaching.

"Fight slowly! They can't escape! Pay attention to your own safety!" Xiong Rushan shouted: "Kill them to death!"

He was almost blinded by hatred, but he still instinctively considered the safety of his comrades. Facing a master like Yixinjiao, if he wanted to win a quick victory, with the current strength of the defenders, even though there were many people, it was absolutely impossible not to pay the price.

!

So fight quickly, the sacrifice is too great!

Attrition, slowly grinding to death, is the tactic with the least loss.

However, less than a breath had passed since the beginning of the battle, and suddenly the defenders' rear formation was in chaos.

The leader of the Blood Cloud Sect, Mu Yun, led his followers to take advantage of the situation and suddenly killed them.

"Kill An Ruoxing and avenge my brother!"
To be continued...