Yan Zhan stretched out his hand to wipe away a little blood from the corner of his lips, and stood there calmly, calmly and fearlessly looking at Zhu Rui with a sneer on his face.

Zhu Rui said coldly: "You are indeed cunning. If my subordinates hadn't seen you showing up today, I would have been kept in the dark by you."

"It's not that I'm cunning, it's that you are too stupid." Yan Zhan raised his gaze, a trace of ridicule flashed across his clear brows.

Zhu Rui's face suddenly turned cold. He held the sword tightly and watched Xin Yue being held in Yan Zhan's arms. He sneered viciously and said, "Who did I think could make Master Yan lose his mind and go to rescue him?

I didn’t expect it to be Mrs. Chu. Sir Yan indeed has unique taste, but even a worn-out shoe that Chu Zhiling played with and then lost can still be regarded as a treasure by Mr. Yan..."

"Shut up!" Feeling Xin Yue tremble in his arms, Yan Zhan frowned, "If you want to fight, fight. If you open your mouth like a tongue-tied woman, are you still not a man?"

"you……"

Zhu Rui's eyes suddenly became filled with murderous intent. What he hated the most was Yan Zhan's righteous appearance. Yan Zhan was just like his name. He was empty, clear, and as pure as jade. He was like a mirror, leaving no trace of other people's darkness.

The earth is exposed, but he is independent from the world and has a good heart, just like an immortal.

Zhu Rui did not allow such people to exist. Even if he was not seeking political power, he would quickly get rid of Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan obviously felt Zhu Rui's murderous intention. He didn't say anything more, raised his knife and slashed at the person next to him. There was a swipe and blood spattered.

Zhu Rui raised the crossbow arrows handed to him by his men, racked the crossbow, let go of the string with a whoosh, and the sharp arrow pointed straight towards Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan picked up the arrows fired with his sword, and his body was as neat as a soaring tiger. It flashed around in the crowd, and the sound of weapons clashing sounded one after another.

With a clang, Yan Zhan blocked the sword with his sword, and then with a fierce force, he rushed forward like a bloody king. He very quickly cut down a man on the horse, and then suddenly pulled the reins of the horse.

He hugged Xin Yue, grabbed the horse, and rode up. The crisp sound of the horse's hooves resounded through the thick darkness. The earth was pale, and the horse's hoof prints were messy and unbearable.

"Chase me!"

Yan Zhan rode away, and Zhu Rui's gnashing of teeth suddenly sounded.

The sound of horse hooves sounded like a waterfall, and in the noisy night, there seemed to be many ghosts and monsters wandering around wantonly.

The shouts and shouts behind him were endless, and the sharp swords, dense as raindrops, shot out like desperate locusts. The white arrows cut through the cold light in the dark night and white snow, all pointing in the direction of Yan Zhan's horse.

The sound of popping sounded one after another, and countless arrows were immediately inserted into the horse's tail. The horse was running wildly. At this time, many loud calls suddenly came from behind: "Protect Mr. Yan!"

Yan Zhan looked back in the howling wind, and found Cheng Yuan and other men running behind Zhu Rui's team covered in blood. It was obvious that they had broken out of the cave. At this time, they were holding the weapons in their hands like birds behind them.

The sword was thrown forward as if it were flying, and several people on Zhu Rui's team were immediately hit by the sword and fell down.

Chengyuan and the others seemed to be at the end of their strength, gasping for air after one movement, but a dozen or so of them were still going crazy, chasing after Zhu Rui's team, shouting "Protect Mr. Yan" loudly.

"Ali!"

With a pop, Yan Zhan's subordinate Yang Lidun, who was chasing away, shrank for a moment, blood splattered on his chest, and he fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. Countless bows and arrows were densely inserted into his chest. Cheng Yuan

Seeing this scene, he immediately let out a loud shout.

Several of Zhu Rui's men rode their horses while keeping their bows and arrows bent. There was a faint blue light flashing on the arrowheads of some of the arrows, and they knew at a glance that they were poisoned.

However, in an instant, there were only a dozen or so people left. Just when Chengyuan flew the sword in his hand and hit one of Zhu Rui's men, an arrow shot straight over from there, with a whooshing sound piercing the air, and a pop was heard.

With a bang, a huge gash suddenly opened on Cheng Yuan's shoulder.

Although the remaining few people were strong-willed and had a strong desire to protect their lord, they were unable to defeat the horse racing barefoot. Soon they were left behind by Zhu Rui's horse. Even if they shouted loudly, they could only watch the pursuit of themselves.

The master's men and horses moved forward like flying.

The horse under Yan Zhan suddenly slowed down a lot after running wildly. It seemed that it would soon be unable to hold on and fall to the ground. The sword behind him sounded like a drum beat. Yan Zhan watched the situation behind him and used the sword with one hand.

The long sword shining with white light in his hand was like a dragon coming out of the sea, streaking with intense light in the air. The speed was incredibly fast and unbelievable. Several powerful arrows shot towards Yan Zhan like eyes, like condensed arrows.

The storm swirled in the air, creating a dazzling light. Yan Zhan's skills were nimble and his arms were strong. The shadows of his swords flew in the air, attracting most of the arrows that filled the sky. When the swords and arrows collided and passed by, they flashed in the air.

The fierce firelight illuminated Yan Zhan's handsome face for a moment.

There is currently no arrow that can hit him, but at this moment, a bright yellow arrow brings up the whistling north wind and comes from a distance. It is so powerful that it seems to penetrate the sky and the earth. Yan Zhan's pupils shrink, and in a

I saw Zhu Ruixie's smiling face in the snowy wind. Soon, the sharp arrow was about to sink into Yan Zhan's eyebrows. When the arrow was separated from Yan Zhan's skin for a second, Yan Zhan suddenly stretched out his arms.

The snow-white sharp blade, with a swipe sound, cut off the arrow that was seeking souls and lives with the force of breaking a cauldron and sinking a boat.

"Be careful."

Yan Zhan looked sideways and saw Xin Yue, who was holding a knife and chopping arrows, with sharp eyebrows and cold eyes. It seemed that he noticed that Yan Zhan was looking at her. She looked at her casually and said with an unnatural expression: "What are you looking at? Why don't you run away?"

."

Yan Zhan nodded blankly, and as the horse's hooves ran, a slight smile appeared on his handsome face.

The horse that was hit by the arrow began to run wildly in pain again, and flew forward.

I don’t know why, but the sky suddenly turned strangely dark at this moment, and the whole world fell into darkness. There seemed to be an impending storm gathering in the distance. There was a slight light from the snow reflecting on the sky and the earth, but as Yan Zhan walked away, it was already very dark.

It was difficult to clearly see where his figure was. The arrows all over the sky were like huge, headless mosquitoes, buzzing and roaring, but no target could be found.

Yan Zhan and Xin Yue couldn't see clearly the arrows coming from behind. Maybe fighting face to face wouldn't be a problem for Yan Zhan, but they were shooting headlessly without any pattern. They looked around blindly and could hardly see.

Not knowing what was going on, Yan Zhan seemed to sense that there was an approaching danger, and subconsciously tightened his arm around Xin Yue's waist. At this moment, the girl in his arms flashed her eyes and punched him hard.

On Yan Zhan's lower abdomen, Yan Zhan was caught off guard and felt pain. His body suddenly lost strength, and the hand holding the horse's reins also lost all strength under the pain. He tried his best to stabilize his pulse, and when he was about to get off the horse, his body suddenly sat down.

Straight, and at this moment, a light flashed in Xin Yue's cold eyes, stretched out his uninjured foot, and kicked Yan Zhan hard in the abdomen.
Chapter completed!