Zhang Chuchu was very worried and worried about Qin Jie's current mental state, so she kept saying in a more certain tone than Qin Jie, "We will definitely win." When the whole world didn't believe Qin Jie, even Qin Jie himself When he was about to lose confidence, she was the only one left who could give him the final confidence. Because this was not just a battle between Qin Jie but a battle between the two of them. Zhang Chuchu put the white clothes on his thin shoulders and stretched out his right hand to hold it tightly. Holding Qin Jie's clothes tightly, her calloused fingers seemed to sink into his body. Then she slowly closed her eyes and eyelashes without blinking. Yang Haoyu walked out of the lakeside courtyard and came to the lake embankment. In front of her were several layers of willow trees. The violent sea of ??talismans attacked his powerful body tens of thousands of times. Although it did not leave any injuries on his body, it cut his hair into pieces. Several stems of silver hair were scattered around his head in the black. The back of Wu's body made him look like a demon god from a Buddhist scroll. However, the tattered clothes tied up with a belt and the broken armor remaining around his waist made the demon god look so embarrassed. Yang Haoyu expressionlessly stretched out his hand to hold his waist. He tore off the pieces of armor and threw them under the willow tree like garbage. Then he looked at the night around Yanming Lake and coughed. The temperature on the cold winter snowy night was so low that the lake ice was as solid as steel. But it should not be allowed to a martial artist who is both physically and mentally like steel. The peak powerhouse felt something. Yang Haoyu was surprised that there were so many talismans in the lakeside courtyard, even the wind and snow could not bear it. He was surprised that Qin Jie's ability in the talisman path was much stronger than the rumors. What surprised him most was that Qin Jie actually Being able to cast talismans from such a long distance unexpectedly made people wary. He knew that he had made a mistake, but since he knew where the mistake was, he could correct it, so he didn't care and still looked around the winter lake in silence. The banks of Yanming Lake were covered with white snow. It's just that the night is too dark, there are no stars or lights, so the sky and the earth that should have been clear turned out to be so bleak. The snow seemed to have turned black. The night shrouded the cold willows nearby and the reeds in the distance, whether they were frozen or solid. Both the lake and the hills around the lake are pitch black. No matter how sharp the perception is, the naked eye cannot see anything. Yang Haoyu doesn't know where Qin Jie is at this time. He only knows that he must be on the shore of Yanming Lake, but he doesn't know that it is the wooden bridge on the west bank. The snow forest on the east bank or the cliff on the south bank, but he was sure that if Qin Jie moved again, he would die. Qin Jie stood on the cliff with a rune gun in his hand. He raised the rune gun and slowly pulled the trigger. There was some accumulation on the dark rune gun. The snow seems to be getting colder. The night clouds cover the stars and the surrounding area is pitch black. There are no stars or people. Yang Haoyu can't see him. Qin Jie can't see Yang Haoyu. This time is different from last year when he shot Yun Zhengming on the snow cliff in the wilderness. At that time, Yun Zhengming was in a desperate situation. At the critical moment, all the realms of cultivation flourished, like burning his own life. In Qin Jie's sea of ??consciousness, he was like a golden flower about to bloom. Even from a distance of more than ten miles, it was clear that there was no need to aim. And Yang Haoyu's realm was stable. The mind of the peak martial arts master merged with the cold willows by the lake with a single movement. Even if Qin Jie entered Yuanying, he could not determine the opponent's position. In this case, where was the rune gun in his hand ready to shoot? At this moment, Zhang Chuchu, under the white clothes, tensed She closed her eyes and frowned into a small black flower. She said two numbers, "Six, three, three, three," "Two, one, seven, seven, two." Zhang Chuchu shouted out two numbers. These numbers were only those between Qin Jie and The coordinate system that Zhang Chuchu only understood. Tonight, the numbers Zhang Chuchu shouted were more complicated than usual. The complexity of the numbers often represents the degree of accuracy. The cold and dark gun clusters moved slowly in the night snow, looking for the target. Then they stopped. He pulled the trigger. The rune bullet disappeared in an instant and disappeared into the turbulent hollow in front of the rune gun, disappearing into the wind and snow. Yang Haoyu firmly believed that as long as Qin Jie took action again, he would die. Qin Jie's hand was the most powerful rune gun. The dark rune bullet disappeared in front of the cliff a moment ago. The next moment, it suddenly appeared in front of Yang Haoyu. The rune lines on the bullet were slightly bright. The remaining snow flakes on it were not blown away by the wind. At this moment, the rune gun seemed to break through the constraints of distance and time, and was no longer even affected by the surrounding world. The impact: The cold arrows pierced Yang Haoyu's close-fitting clothes. The spiritual energy layer of heaven and earth on his body suddenly sank. Yang Haoyu felt something. He stretched out his hand and pinched it in the air. He only had time to pinch it.The middle section of the talisman bullet. There are probably only a few people in the world who can clamp Qin Jie's talisman spear. The talisman bullet made a harsh friction sound in the iron palm. Sparks scattered and illuminated the cold willows by the lake. The talisman bullet continued to move towards his chest in Yang Haoyu's hand. When it was about to pierce his body, Yang Haoyu's eyes suddenly brightened like stars. He only heard a roar, and the sparks caused by the friction between the talisman and his palm instantly extinguished the strong wind above the lake embankment. The cold willows were broken into pieces and mixed into the snow with a wild streak Dance With the terrifying impact, Yang Haoyu's body swept backwards. His feet stepped on the embankment like iron pillars, and he plowed out two extremely deep ravines. If it weren't for Yanming Lake, the water would have frozen. Then it pours back in. The talisman bullet pierced the spiritual energy layer of heaven and earth on his body, pierced his clothes, and left a not deep wound on his skin. A drop of blood slowly seeped out. Yang Haoyu raised his head and looked at Yan Ming Hunan. A trace of paleness appeared on An's dark-as-iron face, and then he began to cough, and blood flowed from the corners of his lips. There was an empty passage above the glacial lake on a snowy night, and there was no snow in it. It was only then that the snow fell back in, and was crushed into pieces by the afterglow of the ballistic trajectory. This It was the ballistic path. The other end of the ballistic path was on the cliff on the south bank of Yanming Lake. Yang Haoyu finally determined Qin Jie's position. He looked at it expressionlessly as a powerful breath was released from the other side. Snow and dust danced wildly in his body, shaking the uneasy cold. A circle was formed between the willows, and then the ground where his feet stood suddenly sank to form a perfect circle of about ten feet. With the terrifying force of the shock, his body disappeared on the lake embankment, leaving only lingering wind and a few pieces of snow falling. Yang Haoyu He left the lake embankment and started running towards the south bank of the lake. His feet stepped heavily on the lake. The ice of Yanming Lake was extremely solid. Even though it carried his body and the impact of the high speed, it still did not break. It only happened every time he stepped on the lake. There will be a few inconspicuous cracks under the hard lake ice. The water under the hard lake ice begins to vibrate and make a dull and strange sound when it feels the mountain-like weight on the ice. It is like a drumstick hitting a war drum heavily, making a "dong dong" sound. The dull sound. This winter lake is his war drum. The frequency of his beating the war drum is not high, but every stroke is so powerful. The rhythm of Yang Haoyu's running is not fast, but every step seems to cross a mountain and river. It only takes an instant. The figure has appeared on the frozen Yanming Lake. If someone can ignore the cover of the night, he may be able to see the afterimage on the snowy lake. A peak martial arts expert has absolute power. It is difficult for him to convert power into speed. Use words or comparisons to describe the terrifying level. The night wind on the snow lake is definitely not as fast as falling snow, nor is it this fast. Even if the talisman arrows shot by Qin Jie are faster, they cannot hit such a fast target on the battlefield. This is a very simple truth. Both Yang Haoyu and Qin Jie have experienced hundreds of battles. They know this truth very well. Since knowing Qin Jie's hostility towards him, Yang Haoyu has been vigilantly waiting for the legendary rune gun. He thought about it for a long time and finally got it. He came to the conclusion that as long as he ran, the rune gun would not pose any threat to him. His hard boots cracked the ice of the lake and he came to the snowy lake. There were dead lotuses there that were frozen in the water and had long since died. The snow covered them looked so miserable. Just when Yang Haoyu stepped down on a dead lotus branch, several dead lotus plants nearby trembled as if they had regained some kind of vitality. Then there was a loud "boom", and the ice surface of Winter Lake burst into flames. Yang Haoyu's mountain-like body was so shocked that he flew high into the sky. There were countless shrill screams "chichi" in the fire and air waves. Those withered lotuses that were not shaken by the explosion air waves seemed to have been cut by sharp knives. One after another they broke and turned into countless extremely broken pieces. Yang Haoyu fell heavily onto the snow lake and splashed a cloud of snowflakes. His slightly bent knees and boots were broken, but his body was strong enough to maintain balance without falling. As he followed Also falling to the ground were countless pieces of extremely sharp and hard iron pieces. Those high-speed sputtering pieces of iron screamed and chopped into dead loads and then fell on the ice like rain. The sharp pieces of iron adhered to his body. The surface of his body was At the most dangerous moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth blocked most of the power of the explosion and the cutting of sharp iron pieces, but there were still more than a dozen pieces of sharp iron wedged into his body. Many wounds appeared on Yang Haoyu's hard skin and blood began to flow. The second talisman bomb arrived suddenly and without any warning. Yang Haoyu looked at the snow floating on the winter lake and timidly avoided it. Infuriating energy poured into his right arm and he waved expressionlessly. This seemingly simple wave made the night wind on the snowy lake become violent. The boulders rolled wildly. There was a sharp "scratching" sound. A clear bloody mouth appeared on his right arm. The talisman bullet was shocked and rubbed his body into the snow lake. There was a "boom" sound and a line of blood appeared on the extremely hard lake ice. At the dark entrance of the cave, Yang Haoyu suddenly raised his head and stared in the direction of the south bank, then started running again. He confirmed that he still underestimated Qin Jie's methods. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotia.net