Mo Nian spewed out a mouthful of blood, and turned his head slowly, only to see behind him, a master whose cultivation base was not at all inferior to himself appeared at some time, under the assassination, he did not react at all.

His heart was broken, and Mo Nian felt the world spinning, and endless darkness swept over him. His eyes were not closed, but his body went down straight, and he would not rest in peace until he died.

"Great Protector!"

The person who was fighting against Mo Nian saw the master behind Mo Nian, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Three protectors, don't delay, let's make a quick decision!"

The big protector said something to that person, and while speaking, the big protector and the third protector of the Snow Clan moved around, and directly killed Situ Yuan who was fighting with the fourth protector not far away.

At this moment, Situ Yuan was facing the attacks of countless Hun cavalry in all directions, and had to fight against a Four Guardians who were not weaker than him. The fight was already very difficult, but as these two joined the battle, Situ Yuan even fought back in the slightest. There was no power, and he was completely suppressed in an instant.

In a short while, he had been stabbed dozens of times, and a strong death aura enveloped him, gradually dragging him into the abyss of death.

"Hahaha, a group of reckless people in the world are trying to stop our army from moving forward. This is what will happen to you."

"Starting today, I will definitely wipe out all the schools of thought, and leave no knights in the Central Plains. Kill them for me, cross Huishui City, let the Donghu army enter the pass, destroy the Qin State, and slave the Central Plains!"

The Xiongnu Chanyu laughed loudly, and his voice spread everywhere.

Among the chaotic army, in the face of the Xiongnu's attack and killing, only Wang Lin was alone, not like brothers and sisters from various families and factions.

With a long spear, he moved back and forth, wide open and closed, and faced the attack of the Huns cavalry, he either picked, stabbed or swept, and before the Huns came to him, he had already beaten them upside down, with casualties.

"Hahaha... among the minions, if you want to leave this city, you have to step on my dead body. Let me see today, you dog thief, what can you do!"

As soon as Wang Lin raised his spear, he knew very well that he had no room to fight back at this moment, but facing the arrogance of the Xiongnu Shanyu, he did not show any weakness and responded with the strongest posture.

In his heart, he himself is the future champion of Qin Wu, the future general of Qin.Although he has not yet obtained all of this, he himself represents Daqin, and he must not lose Daqin's face at this moment.

As Daqin Erlang, he would be insane in defeat and shameful in death, and he must not make the enemy laugh out loud.

"Bastard, kill this person for me, kill!"

The Xiongnu Shanyu was furious. He never expected that this person would dare to be so arrogant at this time.

All of a sudden, the attacks Wang Lin faced became thicker and crazier. Even though he had the power to sweep away thousands of troops, he was beaten back steadily and had no power to fight back.

As for the other side, after strangling Situyuan, the Snow Clan's chief protector, third protector, and fourth protector immediately rushed to Xuantongzi's side, and joined forces with the second protector to besiege Xuantongzi.

In an instant, Xuantongzi's pressure increased sharply, and he swung his long sword to make afterimages, but it was difficult to block the attacks from all directions, and bloody rays appeared on his body immediately.

Chapter 241 A Tragic Song

"call out……"

A dagger struck from behind him, Xuan Tongzi leaned aside, dodged the blow, reached out with his left hand, and grabbed the arm of the comer suddenly, the long sword in his right hand was about to pierce the enemy's chest.

"Bang bang bang..."

But at this moment, I saw the big protector on his left sweeping across the hall, sweeping across the bends of his legs like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

Xuan Tongzi, who lost his balance, fell to his knees in an instant.In front of him, a figure rushed out, and the second guardian kicked his legs in a row, instantly lifting him upside down and flying away.

"Ah ah……"

A soft shout sounded, and the Four Guardians who had been grabbed by his arm broke away from his control, and returned with a dagger, chasing after him, piercing his heart.

"puff……"

Xuan Tongzi spat out a mouthful of blood, facing the blow, his eyes inevitably showed despair.

After all, he is a human being.As the saying goes, when manpower is limited, no matter how strong a master is, in the face of successive battles, he will feel exhausted after exhausting all his strength.

With the power of one person, he faced the second of the four guardians of the Snow Clan. With the thousands of troops around him, he was exhausted. , making her powerless to fight back.

At this moment, he felt a burst of soreness and fatigue all over his body, his internal organs were writhing endlessly, and he was in severe pain. Blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, and it was very difficult to even move his fingers. It was impossible for him to block the blow.

Thinking: "Am I going to die?"

Xuantongzi's eyes were a little loose, with a strong sense of death in his eyes.

It seems that everyone will fall into this flashback situation before they die. At this moment, the flashback person will often flash everything they have experienced in their minds.

He used to be the son of a wealthy businessman in the Qi State, with a wealth of wealth, but because he lived a life of leisure and disliked business, he eventually left his hometown and worshiped in the Taoist sect.

His talent is very strong, he has already become a first-class Taoist master at a young age, and now, only in his forties, he has already established himself in the world, he can be called a super first-class master, with few enemies.

However, looking back at the past, he suddenly found that he regretted it.

For a long time, in his heart, his way is to live freely in the world, to be unrestrained, to punish evil and promote good, and to roam the world.

But thinking about it now, he realized that he had wronged too many people in his life.

A broken family, dead parents, and...

He couldn't help looking at Jinniang who was not far away, who was fighting in the army and had been beaten all over her body.

And...she...

"Jin Niang..."

Xuan Tongzi read these two words in a low voice, and in an instant, everything in his mind disappeared except for the figure of the woman.

The two were originally a pair of childhood sweethearts, both belonged to a business family, and the two families were even family friends.

He still remembered that when the two met for the first time, they were still children, and that meeting had already sealed their marriage.The parents of both parties made a marriage agreement, knowing that the day of adult crowning will be the time of big wedding.

But all these years, he finally lost this marriage.

"Feel sorry……"

Xuantongzi looked deeply at Jinniang and said these two words.

He is very clear that even if he regrets again in this life, all opportunities have already died, and everything can only end with regret, and he hopes to make up for it in the next life.

"Do not……"

Just when he decided to trade his life for his life with the heart of death, and hit the final blow, suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jin Liang who was not far away desperately rushing towards this side.

"Pfft puff..."

In an instant, two scimitars scraped across, tearing Jinniang's arms apart.

Jinniang's two arms fell in the air, but she herself had already rushed to Xuantongzi.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Xuantongzi's sword and the daggers of the four protectors rushed towards the enemy's heart at the same time.

Facing the daggers of the four guardians, Xuan Tongzi had no way to avoid them.

Similarly, before dying, Xuan Tongzi's final blow, the swiftness of his sword, cannot be avoided by the four guardians.

Seeing that the two were about to die together, Jinniang's body suddenly broke into the space between them.

"Pfft puff..."

The sound of sharp weapons entering the body panted one after another.

"puff……"

"puff……"

Jinniang and the four protectors of the Snow Clan spat out mouthfuls of blood one after another.

The daggers of the Four Guardians and Xuantongzi's long sword all entered Jinniang's body.

The length of the dagger was limited, and it failed to penetrate Jinniang's body after all. However, Xuantongzi's three-foot long sword penetrated as far as possible and pierced into the heart of the four guardians.

"Do not……"

"Do not……"

"Do not……"

A series of exclamations sounded.

Xuan Tongzi's eyes turned red instantly, he put down the hilt of his sword, and hugged Yang Tian who was vomiting blood.

The four guardians of the Snow Clan have deep affection for each other. Seeing the four guardians fell to the ground, the other three also rushed up and hugged the body of the four guardians.

"Fourth brother!"

The three guardians stared at each other, their attention focused on the wound on the heart of the fourth guardian.

With a sword in your heart, no one in the world can live, no matter how strong your cultivation is, you will still die without a doubt.

"Jin Niang!"

Ignoring the four protectors of the Snow Clan, Xuantongzi quietly hugged Jinniang's body. This Taoist carefree person who lived a happy life never shed tears. However, at this moment, tears burst down the embankment.

"How can you be so stupid, how can you..."

Xuantongzi cried heart-rendingly, trembling all over, and his voice hit Jiuyou directly.

"Cough...poof..."

Jinniang's face was extremely pale, and her snow-white clothes were covered with the blood of the enemy and herself at the moment, like blossoming plum blossoms, proud and charming.

"Brother Sheng, I... I still... still won... but... but you lost..."

"Ahem... I... I said, I can't be with you in this life, and after death... I have to share the same acupuncture point after death..."

"Once...once you...you abandoned me...today...today I will take a step ahead!"

"Well……"

"puff……"

Jinniang held her last breath, and the moment she finished speaking the last word, a mouthful of blood spewed out, her whole body went limp, and she fell directly into Xuantongzi's arms.

"No... can't..."

Xuantongzi's face was ferocious, and he roared to the sky.

A sad song, tragic mountains and rivers...

The two armies are at war, you die and I die...

The tragic song was sung on the battlefield, along with the screams and roars one after another.

Hundreds of schools, heroes from all sides, all masters, were blocked by the Huns' thousands of troops, and fought with the masters of the Snow Clan. No one cared about the other. They could only do their best. Even if they were exhausted, they would not let go. Before dying, take an enemy at all costs.

"kill……"

"kill……"

"kill……"

In the elegiac song, there are clank and iron bones mixed in, with a strong heart and soaring clouds, and there is an endless stream of shouts and killings.

Chapter 242 Entering the Army

"Boom rumble..."

Thousands of troops marched through...

"Shhhhhhhhhh..."

"Clang clang clang..."

The lights of swords and swords flickered non-stop, and the sound of clanging was endless!

The sound of clattering rain could hardly cover up the rush of thousands of troops. Only the police seemed to be playing an elegy for this war, and shed tears for the death of countless heroes.

"Drive...drive drive drive..."

A war horse rushed out from the mountain without attracting anyone's attention, and went straight to the battlefield, and went inside the Huns' army.

"Drive by..."

A crisp voice sounded, and behind that war horse, another war horse followed.

On the war horse was a woman, who had already burst into tears at this moment, and under the pouring rain, her tears were all drowned by the rain.

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