let go of my anne

When the ax called Invincible rose to the sky, the sky covered by heavy snow rarely revealed a bit of residual moonlight.The moonlight diffused onto the peerless and ferocious axe, reflecting a little dark red and obscure light.

That spot of redness looked like blood that had dried up for countless years. It was obscure and savage, and savagely and unscrupulously covered Jiawen's weather-beaten but still handsome face, eroding inch by inch, eroding his face, leaving only His calm eyes were as dazzling as stars in the dark snowy night.

In that star, Darius' whole body was already bent like the bow string of the full moon, his person was in the sky, his ax was in the sky, all the killing intent and ferocity were shrunk above the sky, under the waning moon, that one Among Zhang Longbow.

All the air stagnated at that moment, and the wind suddenly stopped.

Heavy snow is in the air.

At that moment, Jiawen even saw the long-hidden waning moon in the sky, and endless pressure surged from all directions.

He took a deep breath, held the gun, did not retreat, did not hesitate, did not have any fear or panic, his eyes were calm, calm as a mountain, he closed his eyes like a mountain, closed his eyes and gently pressed the dragon gun to his ear side, seems to be listening...

The sound of the wind.

The wind passed.It was windy.

The wind howled past.

In the sound of the wind, there is a bowstring trembling, and the bowstring trembles violently.

Amidst the frenzied sound of bowstrings, the longbow shot hard, cracked rocks, pierced through the air, and destroyed the world with strong shots.

In the whole world, in the sky and on the ground, with the waning moon in the sky, a fatal red light crashed down like thousands of snow mountains.

snow falls.

Snow fell like crazy.

In the madly falling snow, the prince with his eyes closed smiled and raised his gun.

His whole body moved like a raging fire, and his arm was connected to the fine steel dragon gun engraved with three thousand soul marks, brazenly pointing at the sky against the boundless wind and snow.

The moonlight is desolate, and the gun shoots out like a dragon.

In the momentum of Rulong's gun, the wind passed through the three thousand marks, and there were endless roars reverberating in the air.

At that moment, the souls of the three thousand soldiers were still there, and no one could stop their shot at the sky.

"Boom—" Invincible finally bumped into Qianjun hard.

Thunder roared on a snowy night.The bodies of the two men finally fought together fiercely, and they roared at the same time, gathering all their strength on the two legendary weapons.

"Crack——" There was a piercing sound that sent chills down the spine from the two wrestling weapons.

"You're fine." Darius laughed maniacally and pushed hard, stepped forward, and pressed forward.

Although Jarvan was indeed brave enough to block Darius' blow from falling into the sky, but after all, he was weaker than him in strength, and he couldn't help but take a step back under his exertion.

However, it is only one step.

He only took one step back, but Jiawen didn't retreat anymore. He was still smiling, but there was already a trace of fanaticism in that smile, and an unstoppable fighting spirit surged up from his body. Darius slammed into each other hard.

"Keng——" the low sound of metal and iron clashing sounded again.

The battle between Darius and Jarvan was completely different from the fight between Darius and Xin Zhao. Although Xin Zhao was also fierce and fearless, he followed the path of lightness and lightning. , The shot is going to kill.His strength was originally extremely powerful whether it was a group battle or a one-on-one fight, but when he met Darius, a fierce character who was completely overpowered by strength, he seemed to be restrained, and he was completely suppressed and beaten.

Jiawen was different. From the beginning of his battle, he took the path of charging to the end, mortal and inexistent. Later, he exercised his spirit and desire in the boundless wilderness, washing away his pomp and arrogance. The shot was as calm as a mountain, so that no matter how tricky one was, they couldn't escape his sky-shattering blow.

Now that two fierce men who were also on the same path of madness collided together, it was like two crazy tigers meeting in the mountains.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, there is only a fight to the death.

Never die.

In the wind and snow, the two murder weapons collided fiercely again, and the two murderers took two steps back panting at the same time.

They have fought each other no less than twenty times, and each time they tried their best to swing the weapons in their hands. Every time they collided, their flesh and blood echoed in their bodies. They were constantly beating, they felt the pain in their arms, and their bodies were a little tired.

But they rushed forward even more fiercely, because the killing intent was already strong and they couldn't stop.

Only by killing the enemy in front of them can they close their eyes with peace of mind.

The wind continued to blow, and the snow was still falling.

Darius took a deep breath, and once again grasped the giant ax in his hand, he felt every inch of his skin beating. He hadn't encountered such a hearty battle for many years, such a battle between life and death. , Such simple violence is like two trapped beasts meeting on a narrow road, it only depends on whose minions are sharper.

"Come on..." Darius screamed, stepped forward, and rushed towards Jiawen again with a wrong figure. His big ax roared behind him like a shooting star.

Only this time, Jarvan was a step behind him. Jarvan took a step when his men had already jumped up, so this time, Darius' giant ax repelled the dragon spear that condensed countless battle spirits. , blasting Jiawen, who was slightly stagnant, five yards away.

His body fell heavily into the snow, stirring up profuse snowflakes.

In this battle of trapped beasts, Jiawen's minions were broken first.

Seeing that their prince was severely shot down by the enemy, those Demacians who had been silently watching the battle took another step forward, as if they wanted to kill Darius, a peerless beast covered in bruises, on the spot.

Looking at those Demacian soldiers who were about to move, Darius sneered with disdain, and once again raised the giant ax and took a step forward as if looking at a group of ants. His killing intent had reached its peak at this moment. He seemed to want to use his killing intent to slaughter this group of Demacians who were like lambs in his eyes.

Facing Darius' aggressive footsteps, those Demacians didn't back down. They consciously stood in front of the fallen Jarvan IV and surrounded him behind him.

Darius' footsteps were even closer, and in five more steps, his big ax could directly decapitate the head of the Demacian in front.

Facing such a completely reversed situation, Swain, who had been silently watching the deathmatch on the field, frowned, subconsciously glanced not far away.

There was a dark expanse of falling snow.

The snowy night was silent again, only the rustling sound of Darius' stepping on the snow.

The crow suddenly opened its mouth and let out a hoarse cry. The cry hadn't finished yet, and the crowd suddenly stretched out a hand and put it on the shoulder of a Demacian, revealing Jiawen's snow-covered face. Raised his dragon spear, looked at Darius with fiery eyes, and said hoarsely:

"I'm not dead yet."

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Just one more today.

I went to bed, and I will resume two more tomorrow.