() There was a shocking battle in the field. Chu Lang could only vaguely catch the moves of both sides. Chen Lin was like a ball of fire, melting the white snow in the sky. Tong Baer's attacks became more and more clumsy, inch by inch longer and more dangerous.
The black iron chain's power to set fire to a prairie fire continued unabated. Even though the attack seemed clumsy, Chen Lin seemed to have endless power. The sword hit the black iron chain, which was beyond Tong Baer's strength.
Although Tong Baer's vitality was aroused by Chen Lin's continuous offensive, he still stubbornly blocked the moves with his sword. Facing the crazy Chen Lin, Tong Baer, who was sober-minded, had gradually become frightened and had thoughts in his heart.
He wanted to retreat, but the situation was out of control. The black iron chain in Tong Baer's hand was floating endlessly, looking for a fatal blow.
Chen Lin, on the other hand, seemed to be waving the sword in his hand mechanically and numbly. There was no intact place up and down in front of him. If there was anything that remained unchanged, it was probably his unyielding fighting heart. His muscles were swollen and his face was ferocious.
, like a bloodthirsty and passionate warrior, dancing majestically for survival and that ray of dawn.
If there is still a trace of consciousness left in the frightened and violent gangsters, Chu Lang's heartstrings are already hanging high and in a tense state. If Chen Lin suddenly stops in the next moment, he will not be able to reach this point.
That's when Chu Lang's heartstrings broke.
Both are prosperous, and both suffer loss. Even if Chu Lang did not join the brother's battle and become his right-hand man, the brothers' hearts are with each other. If the sky is affectionate, how can it ruthlessly let the brothers despair and let them go to hell together.
The slight sound of the phoenix flute and the fluttering white cotton in the sky are vivid and pleasant. The fate of the three people in the void has quietly changed.
Knife, black iron chain.
Every impact, every slash, every dance is so moving.
The blazing light of sparks complements the floating snowflakes, white and red, and the sparks dot the snow-white sky, which is both tragic and cold, lonely and proud.
The two had been fighting fiercely for a long time. One was fighting in a conscious state, and the other was fighting in a semi-crazy state. The fight had reached a fever pitch.
Suddenly, Chen Lin shouted loudly and threw the knife in his hand out like lightning. It was both sudden and sharp. A red light flashed through the void, followed by a distinct scream. Tong Baer's eyes widened until he died at the last moment.
, couldn't believe the suddenness of the knife, and Tong Baer's last counterattack before his death hit Chen Lin in the chest. The black iron chain pierced Chen Lin's body like a silver spear, leaving a bloody hole.
The snow was still flying all over the sky, but there was a corpse lying quietly on the street, and a person was sitting peacefully on his knees. All that was left was the sound of the whistling north wind and Chu Lang's heavy breathing.
From beginning to end, Chen Lin was not conscious for a moment, it was more like a dream, and Chu Lang shivered.
Chu Lang's heart felt cold. Just for a moment, he had caught something, but then he could only watch helplessly as Tong Baer's final blow penetrated Chen Lin's body and was helpless.
Chu Lang's face changed drastically and he exclaimed: "Chen Lin, little fat man, damn fat man, you can't die."
Chen Lin remained motionless, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. His surroundings were sluggish and twitching. The originally bumpy and sharp muscles began to relax and slowly became soft. They were familiar and gentle pieces of fat. Chu Lang was stunned.
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"Chen Lin, boy, wake up, wake up quickly, you can't die." Chu Lang kept shouting, for fear that the moment his mouth stopped, he would fall asleep.
Chu Lang looked at Chen Lin who was motionless, knowing that dragging him on like this would lead to death. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the black iron chain left on his body. A stream of hot blood spurted out, and Chu Lang's face became hot.
, the cold wind instantly froze the blood on Chu Lang's face. Chu Lang's heart palpitated and he held Chen Lin's body with trembling hands.
Ignoring the frozen blood on his face, Chu Lang moved quickly with his hands and hurriedly tapped the acupuncture points at the wound to stop the blood flow. He sprinkled some trauma medicine from his arms and pressed the wound with clothes.
Chen Lin's injuries were very serious and his body was very weak. The true energy in his body was flowing out of control, impacting his already bad body. He was already on the verge of death. Chu Lang's confused mind thought of Zhang Yue. At this moment, only he could
Chen Lin was saved.
Chu Lang didn't care about the corpse boy Baer on the other side of the street. He tied Chen Lin's big knife to his shoulder, picked up Chen Lin and hurriedly left the street.
The snow is falling, and it can no longer stop the dry tears in the sky.
Why is it too urgent to fry each other? At the same time, there are living beings!
Qilin Alliance disciples dressed in green, blue, and white were lying on the street. A corpse was lying in the middle of the street. His head was split open with a knife. At this moment, purple-black frozen blood was flowing all over his head.
, terrifying and heart-stopping.
The tragic street battle scene made a group of people and horses watch silently. Everyone's eyes showed a hint of disbelief, and more of them screamed. Everyone dared not take a breath, and the horses gave way to the low whistle.
Many people's chaotic brains woke up and knew that what they were seeing was not a nightmare.
"Huang Shengtian, Bai Dingcai, send the order to blockade Yunzhou City. Any strangers in the rivers and lakes will pay close attention to me, and no one will be missed." An old man in black brocade robes looked at the corpse on the ground with a ferocious face, and his heart was extremely angry and tense.
He clenched his fists and didn't let go for a long time.
"Yes." Two old men in yellow and brocade clothes on the horse responded with clasped fists.
The old man in black robe gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I want to turn Yunzhou upside down..."
Everyone in the field, four or five people in white brocade and yellow brocade, did not dare to speak, and looked respectful. Some people even stopped breathing, and the hot breath they breathed out was in the air.
Disciples of the Qilin Alliance in blue brocade and green attire in the distance were exploring the area, riding horses and roaming the streets, or knocking on doors and searching. People's hearts were tightly entangled in the originally cold snowy weather.
, seeing such a situation, a timid person would be afraid that he would have a heart attack and die in the next moment.
Disciples from the Qilin Alliance have been searching everywhere in Yunzhou City in the past few days. The people in the city have long been used to it and can only hide in fear and wait for the disciples to leave after searching.
The old man in black robe jumped down from the horse, with a sad and angry expression on his face. He walked slowly to the side of Tong Baal's body and squatted down. He looked at it in silence and reached out to touch Tong Baal's dry and frozen face.
The old man in black robe looked at Tong Baer with wet eyes, his vision gradually blurred, and the picture in his mind kept showing the master-disciple relationship with him. The past is like smoke, and now we have been separated forever.
Huang Shengtian and Bai Dingcai glanced at each other secretly, and both could see the fear in each other's hearts. Huang Shengtian glanced around the street hastily and thought to himself: "When did Yunzhou City have so many powerful warriors? They were praised last night.
Jueqing, the first young master of the Qilin Alliance, disappeared without any reason, and there is still no news at this moment; the next day, Tong Baer, who was known as the second youngest master of the Qilin Alliance, was killed in the middle of the street, surrounded by many white-clothed deacons and
The disciples in blue and green, what kind of powerful old monster has come out and dares to attack the Qilin Alliance?"
Bai Dingcai felt that the world seemed to be changing ever since the elixir and Qilin True Spirit Fruit he refined that night were stolen. No one in the Qilin Alliance had dared to be so provocative in decades.
Nowadays, changes have occurred one after another in the Yunzhou Qilin Alliance branch. Even the black-robed venerables were alarmed. In addition, three yellow-clothed elders were assigned from Biye City. Such strength is not only in Yunzhou City, but also in the entire Yunzhou.
This area is enough to scare anyone from the surrounding sect who hears it, but there are still people who are not afraid of death who come to provoke.
The old man in black robe slapped the Qilin Alliance in the face again and again. The old man in black robe had a very bad expression. Looking at the body of his beloved disciple lying on the ground, the old man in black robe wished to raze Yunzhou City to the ground and capture the murderer and torture him to death day and night.
Vent the hatred in your heart.
A group of people looked at the old man in black robes silently. Everyone felt the old man's grief and anger at this moment. The old black panther slowly picked up the frozen body.
Snowflakes were floating in the air, and the surrounding air suddenly became tight. The next moment, the image of the old man in black robe and the corpse became illusory and disappeared into the street in the blink of an eye.
Huang Shengtian could see clearly, his pupils were shrinking, and he was no longer in the category of shrinking to an inch. This kind of combat skill was not something he could access at his level. He had always dreamed of making a breakthrough, but he was still stuck at this age. I don't know.
Is there still hope in this life?
Huang Shengtian waved his hand, and a group of people and horses left the street one after another, leaving behind a pile of purple-black bloodstains and bumps, and knife marks could be seen everywhere, which also caused suffering to the nearby people.