No one can defeat the more under such an elite army, and the two men's bodies began to become stiff, especially the Black Tiger, who blocked many swords for Awu.

Three swords are A Wu's limit, and in addition, his martial arts are still garbage-like for the camouflage in front of him.

They have no hope of living!

Heihu half-kneeled on the ground, gasping for breath beside him. There were wounds on their faces, shoulders, chests, and all places that could be exposed to the outside.

The cruel battle was not very decisive. The reason why the two of them lived was because the other party did not want them to die. As elites in the military, there were many ways to make life worse than death.

"Awu...Ahem, you can go and ask that woman, you have helped her and let her let you go."

During his days in the courtyard, Awu helped Murong Qianxue pour bath water and delivered food to the woman for Xia Chenglong. These kindnesses should make him survive.

But the assassin possesses his own dignity and owes a lot of favors. Heihu helped to block a lot of swords just now. If he left this favor, he would always owe it.

"I want to walk together, I want to stay together."

This is Awu's voice, and it is also the voice of Heihu.

The world is unfair. He can die without Xia Chenglong. Why can't others stick to the last moment for him?

Mu Jun took action again, his speed was still so fast. Heihu blocked one person's knife but could not stop everyone's knife. There was a new wound on his body again.

"Didi!"

Blood fell to the ground along his fingers, marking sadness.

Suddenly, Heihu slowly stood up straight, his eyes with a relieved smile, without sadness or reluctance.

For those who have experienced too many battles, they live more heavier than those who have died, after all, they bear too many things.

Heihu's eyes looked at the city wall, and Xia Chenglong stood there, his eyes could not turn below but his mind was in harmony.

I thought that if the Black Tiger was promoted to the extraordinary realm, I could escape the disaster, but I didn't expect that this would still be the result.

"King..." Heihu roared, "Heihu, the five adjutants of the Dragon Tribe, asked for my order to use my soul to strengthen the power of my tribe to bless my king for thousands of years and enjoy prosperity forever."

With my soul, I will bless my king forever and enjoy prosperity forever...

The voice from the black tiger lingers above this ruin, this is a shout, a cry for the Dragon King, and a cry for the Gods.

The black tiger left, and in the simplest way, he built a pool of iron in his qi sea, which was something that melted the mountains and rivers.

The dagger passed through his neck and slid down to the ground from his fingers. At the same time, it also fell down with its mighty and unyielding body.

Awu didn't expect that even Murong Qianxue, who was watching the show, did not expect that Heihu would use such means to deal with him.

It is definitely not because of physical pain, but an obsession that resolves the obsession that Xia Chenglong cares about.

"Brother Heihu..."

For the first time, Awu revealed the sadness that his peers should have. He could not imagine that the person who was teaching him to kill someone a few days ago would commit suicide.

Mu Jun's eyes lit up. Their goal was gone, which did not mean that the battle would end. The young man who used to using the Pu sword must die.

Someone started raising his knife and wanted to love A Wu from his back. This was a perfect plan. At this moment, A Wu was sad with the black tiger in his arms and was in a state of grief.

The sword and Awu's back were one foot wide, but they could not be stabbed. It was an extremely beautiful sword, as beautiful as a person who made the sword.

Murong Qianxue frowned tightly. She hated this instinctive reaction. Since she took action, it didn't matter. After all, that kid had really helped her.

"Bold, it actually..."

Mu Jun wanted to give the woman who was taking action at will, but after seeing the ring between the other party's fingers, he immediately gave up this idea. Instead, he knelt respectfully on the ground, lowering his head to show his respect for your appearance.

It's nothing more than a woman's strength. That ring is too important. Only the first level of the Murong family can have it in the world.

"Take your brother away!"

This is the first sentence Murong Qianxue said in five days, representing her will at this moment.

Awu didn't say thank you, but just hugged the black tiger's body and slowly left. The setting sun in the distance reflected a slender back and landed on the street, like an ancient magician, walking longer and longer as far as possible.

Murong Shanhe was twisting his neck because the next thing was the two of them. He came from the Great Desert Mountains and survived from an unknown place just to let the man in front of him understand who is the real strong man.

He was laughing, walking, accumulating strength, moving towards Xia Chenglong.

"Do you know, I almost are the future head of the Murong family. It is because of you, those old guys, who have extended the deadline for establishing the young master unlimitedly!"

Murong Shanhe said, and the sword transformed with his palms quickly waved, making the corners and edges around the city wall even more broken.

Xia Chenglong was hiding, trying to avoid the opportunity of collision between the other party, but his pace was very stable.

"Why, you mean that people who are better than you should die. OK, go and fight Feng Buxiu, why bother me to do such meaningless things?"

Of course he didn't dare to go. Feng Buxiu was the president of the Warriors Association, a man who had become a god in the legend, and was recognized as the number one man in the world.

"Don't worry, I'll go. You are one, Feng Buxiu is the second, and the old guys in the Murong family are the third, and they must all die here."

"when……"

The close-kill battle between the two sides continued. Murong Shanhe's offensive was extremely fierce. His hands quickly retreated between his palms, fists and claws. Each attack seemed to break the surrounding space.

"Don't you dare to be right to me? Are you not the Dragon King? Isn't you the first person in the younger generation? Come on, hit me with your fist."

This is the end of the city wall, and Xia Chenglong is at the outermost point. If he continues the previous situation, he will be defeated.

A pair of fists like a huge rock came towards his life gate. Murong Shanhe did not think about showing mercy. All his tricks were the most practical killing skills.

Xia Chenglong's body fell down instantly. During the process of falling, he hooked his feet and slapped the city wall with one hand, allowing his body to rotate in the air and successfully landed behind Murong Shanhe.

They are all men with extremely strong time, and they also know that they can't stop at this time. Murong Shanhe turned around and kicked over with his instinctive reaction.

This kind of blind penis is a very common situation in daily life, and they can perfectly use it.

Xia Chenglong still didn't take action, and his toes were pointed at the soles of his feet and left like a dragonfly.

Escape is an incompetent expression. Murong Shanhe has seen his victory. He can't even use the things he has prepared for a long time against such a cowardly guy. He can defeat him with his fists.

The red tassel spear appeared in the man's hand, causing Murong Shanhe's momentum to collide more and more.

"call……"

Xia Chenglong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Awu left with Heihu. Now he could rest assured to do what he wanted. His steps to retreat stopped, and his eyes became extremely firm.
Chapter completed!