Murong Xue's eyes flashed, and he urgently reminded: "Be careful!"

Ouyang Shaochen did not panic and hurry, raised his hand slowly, a deep invisible internal force was issued from the palm of his hand, and rushed towards the flames ...

"Bang!" The flame collided with the internal force, and a violent sound erupted. The flame, the internal force rushed into the air, and burst out the flames ...

Tuoba Hanjian brows lightly, even the flame on the holy sword can be broken, Ouyang Shaochen's martial arts are indeed extraordinary!

Toe lighter, Tuoba Hanxin's long figure quickly swept into the air.

Ouyang Shaochen instantly understood the meaning of Tuobahan, let go of Murongxue, his slender body straight up like a blue cloud, leaped into the air, the scorching flame, the majestic strong wind almost flew out at the same time, the two collided The loud noise of the earthquake shakes the mountain ...

Murongxue raised his head and saw Tuobahan and Ouyang Shaochen floating in mid-air, looking at each other in the distance. One man manipulated the fire dragon turned into flames, and the other condensed strong wind with fierce fighting.

Afterimages flew back and forth in mid-air, quickly making them unclear ...

This kind of matchup between master and master, Xunfeng, Wuhen, Ah Li, Xiaohu, and even the remaining 50,000 soldiers of Turke can't help, they can't get in the hands, they can only stand outside and watch in an instant, The huge Wushan Mountain Hornbill is silent.

"Brush!" Ouyang Shaochen's strong wind hit Tuobahan's arm and made a long big mouth ...

"Brush!" Ouyang Shaochen's strong wind hit Tuobahan's leg, marking a deep wound ...

"Brush!" Ouyang Shaochen's strong wind hit Tuobahan's chest, marking several wounds, and Yin Hong's blood oozed out ...

Tuoba Han set his sights aside and manipulated the flame on the holy sword to continue to pounce on Ouyang Shaochen.

Ouyang Shaochen's expression was faint, but the obsidian-like eyes flashed a cold dark man's eye, and Tuobahan glanced at him step by step, his eyes flashed impatiently, and suddenly raised his hand and waved a palm, Hit Tuobahan's chest hard.

Tuobahan was caught off guard and was forced to step back a few steps, falling heavily on the hard ground, splashing the sky with smoke and dust ...

"My lord!" The Turkic soldiers were shocked and hurried towards Tuobahan to save him.

Xun Feng, the innocent figure turned, instantly reached the Turkic soldiers, waving their swords to block their way ...

The ping-pong ping-pong fight sounded, Ouyang Shaochen was deaf, and fell gently beside Tuoba Han, looking at him condescendingly.

Tuobahan, who fell to the ground, also squinted at the void, a plume of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with a thick self-deprecation: As a parent who died twice, but was in the high position of the Turkic cold king It is destined to live in conspiracy and deceit all his life. Years of dark life make him yearn for the light, but he is born in the dark. How can he retain the light, he tried his best to stay in the end. Like he is now ...

Tuobahan opened his eyes to Murongxue's direction, and in the dim sight, he saw a young man and a young woman standing beside him, smiling at him slightly: "Han'er, for so many years, suffering is you."

"If you feel too tired, just take a break. Keep your body and spirit in order to continue to work ..."

"Yeah, take care of yourself ..."

A warm caring sound rang in my ears, Tuoba Han's eyes flooded with sourness, and he slowly reached out his hand, wanting to touch men, women, don't want, men and women holding hands, walking away together: "Han Son, we're gone, take care of yourself ... "

"Take care ... you must take care ..."

Murongxue walked slowly to Tuobahan. He saw that he was looking at the void, his dark eyes flashed with a deep attachment, and his lips fluttered together.

Murong Xue leaned over and heard Tuobahan's weak voice: "Father, mother, don't go ... don't leave me ..."

Mu Rongxue's tremor suddenly shuddered. She looked at Tuoba Han definitely.