The arrow was too fast and almost arrived suddenly.

The arrow was too poisonous and carried a powerful death aura.

Wherever the arrow passed, the strong wind was whistling sharply, but it was difficult to follow its traces.

Huangfu Yue, she was not an embroidered pillow inside.

She was once the most powerful princess. She trained elite soldiers who were highly praised by Huangfu Sheng. She could command 300,000 troops and trained into the Du Jue Ba Body. She was already a top-notch master. How could such a person be easy to deal with?

What's more, this arrow condensed her hatred, her jealousy, and all her hatred and murderous intent for Yan Qingrui.

Everyone's heartbeat paused unconsciously.

Yan Shuai cannot die.

If Yan Shuai dies, what is the meaning of his war?

If Yan Shuai died, how could they gather in another battle, order troops on the battlefield, and create this feast of enemies with their heads and blood?

If Yan Shuai dies, their cohesion will disperse. Who else will they fight for?

At this time, there were many people who wanted to block the arrow for Yan Qingrui.

But no one can do it.

From afar, Huangfu Yue's grinning expression was very distorted and proud.

Yan Qingrui, it turns out that you are just like that.

We have never had a real duel. When it comes to a real duel, it turns out that you can't even catch me. Why should you compete with me like this?

Shooting you with one arrow is actually too cheap for you!

I originally wanted to tear you apart, slashing you to pieces!

Now I’ll give you a pleasure, and you should thank me for my kindness!

Just as almost everyone forgot to fight, focused on the arrow, and the person who was aimed at, just as the arrow was about to penetrate the person's pretty body, a slender hand stretched out steadily and grabbed the arrow shaft steadily.

From such a distance, Huangfu Yue sneered.

That was her black iron arrow, that was an arrow that condensed all her strength. Yan Qingrui actually wanted to catch it?

However, Huangfu Yue's smile quickly froze because the arrow stopped castrating.

When he was about to penetrate Yan Qingrui's body, when the arrow tip was approaching her body and was about to take her life.

Yan Qingrui's hands were very stable, accurate, direct, and domineering, and he caught the arrow.

If she was a minute slower, at the speed of the arrow, she would definitely pass through her body.

Yan Qingrui slowly raised her right hand, grabbed the arrow in her hand, smiled coldly in the direction of Huangfu Yue, and let go, the arrow fell into dust in an extremely depressed and embarrassed posture.

Poor Huangfu Yue, the smug smile on her face was stiff before she could close it, and at this moment, it was even more distorted.

On the Yan army, seeing that Yan Shuai was fine, they cheered unconsciously. The heart she was holding finally let go. The horror and worry that had just happened was turned into strength by them, and they were poured into the swords, guns and sticks in their hands, and returned to Huangfu Yue's elite soldiers.

The defeat was even more obvious at this time.

If Yan Qingrui was caught just now, even if the Yan army was disciplined and could be restrained, its morale would inevitably be damaged and would only retreat without any intention to fight again.

However, Yan Qingrui was not shot, so everything turned around.

Huangfu Yue looked at Yan Qingrui from afar, unable to control the distortion of her face, stared at her hatefully, and said loudly: "Do you dare to fight alone with me?"

Yan Qingrui smiled faintly: "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!