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The great swallows have millions of soldiers and horses, the wind is blowing dust and sand, the flags are rolling, and the wolf smoke stretches for dozens of miles without ending. How could there be no man?

The question of the ten guards completely aroused the anger of thousands of good generals and millions of soldiers behind Yan Nanfei. The wasteland, which was originally bleak and only heard the sound of flags, suddenly sounded a shocking cry.

Under the red swallows, countless large swallows with iron armor and eyes were declared with scarlet signs of their existence.

"kill……"

"kill……"

"kill!"

This is a voice of thought.

It's even more a declaration.

It can inspire people.

It can make the enemy even more frightened!

The ten guards raised their front hooves and neighed, feeling the air filled with murderous aura, and the horse's eyes showed anxiety and fear.

The ten guards who tried to subdue the panicked horses stared at Yan Nan Feiyang's sword and shouted: "Do you dare to take my sword?"

After the sound, he drove away the fierce horses.

The Tenth Guards, who ranked tenth in the new list of Tianque, are a cautious person who has always been cautious. Whether his people or his sword, they have always been cautious.

But today's performance in front of the two armies' confrontation was somewhat unexpected.

He was a little impulsive and a little impatient.

Jun Zeyu, who was sitting on a wooden wheelbarrow in front of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance Army, looked at the single rider in the dust and frowned in displeasure. I wonder if this unhappy mood came from Yan Nanfei's silence or from

The inexplicable impulse of the ten guards.

Jun Zeyu relies on his talent.

He believed that he could plan many things before and after the war.

But it can't control the wartime!

Because the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly.

Also because the king is away, he will not accept the order!

Looking at the blue armor figure jumping up from the fierce horse, Jun Zeyu not only had no expectations, but suddenly smelled the strong and surging smell of death.

The smell of death instantly enveloped the ten guards.

Jun Zeyu's pupils contracted.

He saw a sword, an elusive sword that broke through the air from behind the millions of Dayan soldiers.

The sword comes from Julu.

Jun Zeyu looked at the city tower, and there was a beautiful figure in red robe on it...

The ten guards were infinitely close to Yan Nanfei, and his sword was also infinitely close to Yan Nanfei.

If the next moment, Yan Nanfei or many masters behind him still had no one to take action, the ten guards were absolutely sure to wipe out the Prince of Dayan who commanded the millions of soldiers in the three armies with one sword.

However, when the Jiaolin Sword approached Yan Nanfei's throat, the ten guards suddenly paused.

He heard the roar of the sword.

The angry sword whispered. The sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was in the ears, as if it was in front of the eyes.

A sword suddenly appeared in front of you!

The sword came strangely.

The sword came very quickly.

The sword instantly penetrated the range that Jiaolin could defend, and the ten guards who knew it later could only rely on their body protection spiritual power and instinct to hide sideways.

The ten guards suddenly raised their heads.

The sword stabbed the blue helmet, broke the blue hairband, and penetrated it straight into the wasteland where sand and dust were rolling cold wind.

The sword is trembling.

A helmet rolled beside the sword.

The hairbands broken into two pieces fluttered in the air.

The ten guards with their eyes filled with fear and anger were disheveled and their hair was shining on the ground. After they flashed to the ground, they were as embarrassed as a madman.

He stared at the sword that had almost cut off his head, feeling still scared.

The cheers of millions of soldiers from Dayan sounded again in his ears.

"good……"

"good……"

"good!"

The ten guards looked away viciously and saw Yan Nanfei smiling at the corner of his mouth.

Yan Nanfei is laughing.

Smiling with great satisfaction.

When the opponent provoked and insulted in front of the team, he was cold-blooded and ruthless. Dayan's millions of soldiers and thousands of good generals, and strong support from the Imperial Alliance, how could no one be able to use it? Yan Nanfei was in a good mood when he faced the ten first ten guards in Tianque.

Some people choose, but they are reluctant to face the challenge and have their own thoughts.

He was just waiting.

Wait for someone, wait for a sword.

That day, Xue'er left the pass, and the sky appeared in a strange phenomenon and the sky was shocked by the snow. The magic weapon, Xueji, flew from afar, and Yan Nanfei knew that Xue'er had three steps to become a disaster.

No one knows his sister better than him.

Being born with a delicate heart is the most difficult thing.

This is a sentence he heard from his father when he was young.

At first he didn't understand, but only knew that Xueer was gifted and played a crucial role in the future struggle for the throne. Otherwise, he would not have been deliberately trying to put Ling'er next to Xueer as his confidant.

Until later I met Luo Changfeng.

Yan Nanfei suddenly realized his father's good intention of putting Xueer in house arrest since childhood. He wanted to kill Luo Changfeng to find the talented and well-behaved sister.

Now he doesn't need it.

Because Xueer broke out of love, because Xueer was no longer lazy, because Xueer really became Princess Ningxue of the Great Yan Empire.

So what if there is a new list of young leaders in the world, the tenth place in Tianque? Except for the new leader of the Kunlun Mountain Jiange, Mu Yun, Jiancheng, who breaks the king's sword and then sets up a step to transform the disaster, from today on, all young heroes in the world will surrender to the snow.

Under the sword!

...

Xueer was wearing a red robe and stood alone on the city.

The beautiful face was filled with endless indifference.

She looked at the vast iron armor under the city from afar.

Her red lips slightly opened.

"The little woman Yan Ningxue is now drawing a sword in front of the two armies. If any soldiers in the Qizhou area cross this sword, they will definitely be killed!"

Xueer's voice was not loud, but every word was clear and sonorous.

She couldn't care about the strategies and tactics of the two armies that were the best at attacking the heart, and no matter what kind of words that hurt the heart disturbed the state of mind or boosted the morale of the army.

She knew that Dayan had a man.

Dayan also has a female daughter who is not inferior to men.

The daughter had a sword.

She only used one sword.

Let his troops reach the city and reach millions of armor...

Snowflakes are falling from the dull gray sky.

It is not the fleeting snowflakes, but the real snowfall in Dayan forty-two years.

The snow fell on Julu, Jiangdu, and Qingxia. The snow in Dayan forty-two years fell on every inch of the empire's territory.

People didn't realize it at that time, and they didn't know that the snow had fallen for ten years.

If someone looks carefully, he will find that the snow does not come from the clouds.

The snow comes from the sword.

The sword emitted a cold light.

Snow geese flew past the sky in Julu City.

The cold light of the snow clears condenses the air and turns into frost, and the cold frost condenses into snow.

A sword light shines on the nineteen states.

This sword is Yan Ningxue.

...

The ten guards were furious.

He was born into a politician and suffered a lot since childhood.

His unbearable youth not only allowed him to develop a cold and ruthless and deep personality, but also had a fragile and extremely strong self-esteem.

Yan Nanfei's scream should not humiliate him. Xueer's behavior of drawing a sword as a boundary was even more contempt for him.

If the eyes could be used to kill people, the Yan brother and sister had already been slapped by him.

The ten guards with disheveled heads and blue armor in the wind and snow did not believe in evil.

He naturally had heard of Yan Ningxue's strength and cultivation. Even though the power of the sword just now was extraordinary, in the eyes of the ten guards, it still lacked some fire.

Three steps to transform into disaster?

It seems a bit ridiculous!

Those who cross this sword will be killed without mercy?

He wants to give it a try!

Carrying the Jiaolin Sword, the ten guards ignored Xueji who drew the sword as the boundary. He took one step and crossed the boundary.

There was still a disdainful smile on his eyes.

After falling down, he raised his foot and took the second step.

There is a snowflake that naturally drifts with the wind above the snowy sky, as if it is silently summoned. There is no wind in the world, but the snowflakes fly around the snowy sword.

Countless snowflakes around them all flew up.

At this moment, the ten guards rolled up the wind and snow tornado, and the storm became more and more surging and straight to the top of the clouds. He was in the center of the wind and snow tornado, and could not see his face clearly.