At this time, Leng Luotian turned around and saw the indifference in Yan Luochen's eyes, and then saw Yan Kuan slap Yan Luochen with his palm,
He was shocked and turned pale. In desperation, he rushed over and hugged Yan Luochen.
Yan Kuan's vicious palm hit Leng Luotian on the back. This palm used Yan Kuan's lifelong inner strength.
Leng Luotian had already damaged his internal strength while fighting Mitaka. At this moment, the palm hit his back, and he immediately vomited blood.
Yan Luochen didn't expect that Leng Luotian would pounce at this moment.
Looking at Leng Luo Tianke who was protecting her tightly, his eyes were closed in pain, but his palms were still holding her tightly.
He blocked the fatal slap for her. This was the third time he saved himself. He received Yan Kuan's slap firmly.
Logically speaking, he could definitely take this palm, but because he had already consumed a lot of internal energy by fighting Mitaka just now,
At this moment, the person who was hit by this slap suddenly lost consciousness.
Before losing consciousness, he just said, "Luochen, you must be well." Then he fell into a coma.
Seeing Leng Luotian using his own body to protect himself, Yan Luochen's eyes turned red.
What else could she ask for to get such a loving man? Luo Tian, being able to die with you is my greatest happiness, Yan Luochen.
Thinking of this, he faced Yan Kuan and the others calmly. Yan Kuan hit Leng Luotian on the back with his palm.
Yan Luochen was not hit, and he was very angry. Looking at Yan Luochen who was safe and sound, he ordered Mitaka to kill Yan Luochen immediately.
At this time, there was a burst of flying sand and rocks. I heard the sound of the demon's piano, "Who is it? Who is here playing tricks?"
If you have the ability, come forward to me." No one answered him in the dark night sky, but the weird music sounded faster and faster.
The strings fluctuate rapidly and the dexterous notes collide with each other, like flying smoke. The ghostly combination is breathtaking even though it is absolutely beautiful.
Hearing the piano playing faster and faster, Yan Kuan felt the painful feeling coming back again.
When Mitaka heard the music, he didn't take it seriously at first, but was horrified to find that his body was numb, followed by several wails.
The cold sword tip was stained with streaks of bright red blood. But when the last person died, his eyes widened in horror.
He shouted "Tianshan Qin Demon" and died.
Only Yan Kuan was left facing those cold corpses, looking at Mitaka, who was still alive just now, but now he was bleeding to death from seven holes.
His hands were trembling, and the fingers holding the sword were shaking violently. Several musical symbols passed through his ears in an instant, as if they were being pulled from his brain.
After a burst of severe pain, before he could see clearly, a white figure passed by, and the sharp tip of the sword had ended Yan Kuan's life.
The cold wind was filled with courage, and the withered dry yellow grass was dyed with a faint layer of red. The air was filled with wind,
It’s over. The sound of the piano returned to its gentle tone, and the white tender hands on the strings plucked the strings a few times, and the song ended beautifully.
The murderous aura in the air dissipated as the music of the piano stopped. If it weren't for Yan Kuan's body, it would have been just a dream.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, the silver-haired woman in white looked at Yan Luochen, who was tightly protecting Leng Luotian's body.
She frowned and took a look, then slowly said, "What's wrong with you?" Her cold voice showed no concern at all.
Only Yan Luochen, who knew her very well, could hear a hint of dissatisfaction and nervousness in her cold tone.