Everyone who died under his sword would only see a flash of fire in the last moments of his life, and had no time to make an attack.

Even if a few people occasionally pull out their weapons in a hurry and lay them in front of them, they will be cut to pieces by the terrifying air waves and their weapons.

Thousands of troops were mobilized just for a single figure. Before that, countless people simply regarded this military movement as a joke and came with the mentality of joining in the fun.

But they didn't expect that they were not facing the same person!

But a terrifying demon king who seeks life!

The devastating offensive, the extremely ferocious punctures, and the flying blood flying in the sky made their hearts burst with fear, coupled with the miserable and desperate screams before they died.

There are crowds of people in front of and behind you. Whether you want to rush past or avoid and escape, there is no way to go.

But when he got closer, his terrifying speed and frightening momentum gave them no chance to attack, and they would only become part of the bloody path under his feet.

When Lin Aotian stood on the high platform and looked away, the huge team had been cut in half by a scarlet blood line in the middle!

The bloody figure that cut the blood trail fled quickly, dragging the blood trail, and the figure quickly disappeared into the falling night.

Thousands of troops, one sword, one demon, massacre!

The sword in Lin Aotian's hand fell to the ground, his eyes widened and he was speechless for a long time.

A truly strong man will not be afraid of thousands of troops, because not to mention thousands of troops, even if there are hundreds of thousands of millions of troops, when attacking a person, only a few or a dozen people can attack him at a time.

People can only stand aside and make soy sauce.

Therefore, as long as the team cuts a gap and escapes as quickly as possible before exhaustion, a thousand Spirit Vein Realm Dzogchen will not be able to trap a Xuanming Realm master.

And of course, one of the most important factors is speed - the speed of movement and the speed of release.

If the moving speed cannot exceed the moving speed of the team, then you will not be able to get rid of the entanglement of the team and will be dragged to death from exhaustion. If the shooting speed is not fast enough to quickly clear the enemies in front while moving quickly, then the opponent's attack will

It will fall on you.

In addition, if there is a person of comparable strength to restrain him, he will definitely be submerged in the army, and there will be no hope of escape.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Hanyun, the leader of the Blood Guards, did not give a single order. It only took Yang Ran less than half a minute to escape from the siege of a thousand Blood Guards, turning this huge team that came to encircle and suppress one person into a ridiculous joke.

Lin Aotian flew down from the high platform and walked absentmindedly to the middle of the team. A bloody road connected straight and neatly from the front of the team to the back of the team.

This was done by one person, and all the blood guards were shocked.

"Hurry up and chase!"

Lin Aotian roared at the top of his lungs, awakening countless blood guards who were stunned and frightened. The huge team immediately turned around and moved in the direction Yang Ran left.

The footsteps were no longer as orderly as when they came, and became as chaotic as their heartbeats.

After escaping from the siege with all his strength just now, there is a vast sea and sky ahead.

The streets of the imperial capital crisscrossed each other, but with the help of the moonlight, Yang Ran could dodge through them as easily as a snake.

With his speed, not even the Xuanming realm warriors could catch up with him, let alone those bulky blood guards in armor behind him.

Behind them, the sounds of fighting and roaring became farther and farther away, and the blood in the air became lighter and lighter.

The moonlight began to become softer and the night breeze became refreshing.

He could already smell happiness, but his speed did not slow down at all.

Never relax until the last moment. This is Yang Ran's rule of survival.

"Brother Yang Ran."

Suddenly, the girl who had been quiet in her arms called softly.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ran quickly lowered his head, "Yanran, you are not injured, are you?"

Ji Yanran raised her head, looked at the face splattered with blood, smiled and shook her head. It was still this deep concern that had kept her obsessed for ten years. She asked softly: "Let's go now.

Hey, are you leaving the imperial capital?"

"Now, I will send you to a safe place first, and then I will go back."

Yang Ran was not dazzled by happiness. Everything went according to his plan without any danger. Moreover, Meng Zhongxian and the others are still staying in Lin Mansion.

"Go back?" Ji Yanran's expression changed.

"It's okay, don't worry." Sensing the other party's worry, Yang Ran smiled and comforted him in a warm voice: "Although they have the advantage in numbers, when it comes to fighting, our side still has the advantage, and with me back, the situation will be better

It will be clearer.”

At this point, the tenderness on Yang Ran's face was replaced by a hint of ruthlessness: "This time, rescuing you is the most critical, but it is also time for the Lin family to pay the price for what he did a year ago! As for Lin Aotian, he must

die!"

"Yes." Ji Yanran nodded. She understood that having her cultivation level in the Yuan Dan realm around her would only be a burden.

He also understood more about the harm and hatred the Lin family had brought to Yang Ran.

"This was originally our plan." Yang Ran continued, "Don't worry, you will be waiting there. It won't be long before we..."

Yang Ran was halfway through speaking, but suddenly stopped.

Moreover, his figure that had been running suddenly stopped without any warning!

With doubts in her heart, Ji Yanran felt a little uneasy. She raised her head and realized that the relaxation on Yang Ran's face had completely dissipated at this moment, replaced by a look of solemnity and even fear!

Unspeakable fear!

This kind of emotion has never appeared even when facing thousands of troops just now!

In the extremely quiet street, Yang Ran could only hear his own heartbeat. His face was terrifyingly gloomy because he felt an extremely dangerous aura.

In the quiet night, the sound of fighting in the distance completely disappeared. The moonlight lost its original softness and suddenly became extremely cold. When it fell on the skin, it was like an ice cube attached to it, freezing to the bone.

Yang Ran couldn't move, and he didn't dare to move either.

At some point, the long street suddenly felt a layer of cold air.

This cold air began to surge out from the end of the street, and then swept over endlessly like a huge wave.

In just a moment, Yang Ran's hair and clothes were all covered in frost, and the street stones everywhere, as well as the trees and houses on both sides of the street, were completely frozen.

This is the cold that freezes everything.

It was as if there was only ice left in the whole world.

"Brother Yang Ran, what's going on?" Ji Yanran also felt the chill and asked uneasily.

Yang Ran didn't answer, but hugged her tighter, but Ji Yanran could feel that the hands holding her were trembling.

Boom!

I don't know when, at the end of the street, at the corner, footsteps suddenly came.

The silence of the night was shattered.

He had been holding her tightly, but Yang Ran put down Ji Yanran at this moment and protected her behind him.

Boom!

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and every step was like stepping on his heart. Yang Ran raised the Wuji Immortal Slaying Sword. The fear in his eyes was gone, replaced by determination, determination to die.

A shadow appeared, a long shadow.

Boom!

In the last step, from the end of the street, in the birthplace of frost, in the darkness, a white figure slowly emerged.

When she saw this familiar face clearly, Ji Yanran's face was full of horror, and Yang Ran's face suddenly became horribly dark. Three words came out of his mouth with difficulty -

"Mo Qingcheng!"

…

What appeared from the end of the street was Mo Qingcheng, who had not been seen for several months!

He is not dead!

Except that the black shirt was replaced by a white one, Mo Qingcheng's face did not change at all.

However, Yang Ran knew that this was no longer the Mo Qingcheng he once was.

Because of his breath!

That aura that is so powerful that it is invincible, that aura that even Mo Junling cannot match!

This breath, with endless frost, is completely opposite to the Flame Holy Envoy. This was originally the power of the Frost Holy Envoy!

However, now it is owned by Mo Qingcheng and has become even more powerful!

"It seems that you are surprised that I am still alive and did not die under the Dream Fairy Pond." Mo Qingcheng was not in a hurry to take action. He approached slowly, his voice as cold as before: "But don't worry, I
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