At the cost of blood, everyone gathered around Yan Fei.

If you want to rush out, you will have to go through a hard battle. Yan Fei stood among the crowd and said deeply: "Everyone, we may not be able to go out today. I will cut off the rear and you can leave quickly."

Xiao Hei had already sent Nan Li to the ground. Tang Shiba held Nan Li who was almost fainting, and his voice was choked: "No, Brother Yan, I promised to come together and return together!"

"Brother Eighteen, would you like to see Brother Nan die here?"

Tang Shiba looked at Nan Li again and said in a little embarrassed manner: "Of course I don't want to do so. I feel uncomfortable without this guy bullying. But if Brother Nan was sober now, he would definitely not leave you behind. We are brothers."

"Senior brothers, just leave me."

With this sound, Yan Fei was almost roaring.

Tang Shiba was also stubborn enough. Most people dared not ignore Yan Fei, especially when Yan Fei was angry.

This kid just doesn't listen.

"If you don't leave, you won't leave. You have to have a companion on the road to the underworld, right?"

Yan Fei has no time to talk nonsense.

But he couldn't scare Tang Shiba, so he looked at Xuan Jia.

"Senior, I'll take you and everyone out of the Blood Slaughter quickly, I'll cut off the rear."

Unexpectedly, Xuan Jia shook his head this time, and he still didn't have much to say, just a few simple words.

"Come together, either, return together, or die together."

Yan Fei looked at Xuan Ding again.

"Amitabha, forget it, what kind of Buddha is not, I will just say it. Life and death are nothing great, but if I leave today, life will be worse than death."

Everything was seen by Yuwen Xuerou, and her eyes swept across everyone's face.

At this moment, everyone was injured, and their faces were either their red blood or their black blood.

Nanli's legs and bones were exposed.

A hole was made directly on Tang Shiba's head, and his flesh was rumbling.

Even Yan Fei had the same, with blood marks hanging on the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Hei and Xuanjia Xuan Ding were all covered in scars, but she didn't understand why there was no timidity or despair in the eyes of these people, and there was no fear or fear in the slightest, but the look of the eyes was extremely firm.

It’s like, as long as everyone can be together, life and death are meaningless and doesn’t matter.

Yuwen Xuerou's heart was deeply shocked.

There was another picture that she couldn't tell why, but it was lingering in her mind.

Even Yan Fei would rather risk his life to snatch the scene of the two Bloody Flowers in the end.

For a woman, what kind of woman is this?

Why, my heart is a little sour.

Yuwen Xuerou, a woman who has not experienced the world for a long time, has begun to withstand the test of grudges, love and hatred, and to calm down the anger, sorrow and happiness.

"Come together, return together, or die together."

At this moment, Nanli muttered, Yan Fei looked at Nanli again, with his head hanging down, bleeding from his mouth, his eyes closed, and one arm was led by Tang Shiba.

Even so, his mind was still there, and his fighting spirit was still there.

Forget it, I, Yan Fei, die today without regrets.

Yan Fei roared to the sky. "Listen to the gods, I, Yan Fei, are not afraid of death. Twenty years later, I will reach the top of the gods again and will never stop with you!"

"Okay, we will come and die together, or we will die together."

All the sword elements were turned and shot out of their bodies. The tragic sound of the Mingsha Evil Sword covered a radius of thousands of miles.

The blood light rushed straight into the sky, and the pride of pride dared to move the world.

At present, Xuan Ding dared not to bless Yan Fei. The demonized Yan Fei is like water and fire with Buddhist teachings.

Xuan Ding stayed to protect Nan Li and Tang Shiba, and Xuan Jia and Xiao Hei fought with Yan Fei again.

A quarter of an hour later, the blood-death clan gradually weakened its attack level. They gradually moved closer together, arranged neatly, looking at the extremely tragic humans.

The ground was clean and nothing.

Everything seemed to have nothing happened. Yan Fei's divine phoenix flame was suppressed, making it impossible for them to kill these blood-dead tribe members at all.

Even if it becomes a meat pie, it is useless. You can still recover on your own and become your original state.

Therefore, except for those who were burned by Yan Fei before, the blood-death tribe was almost injured.

Thousands of Blood-Death tribe members looked at Yan Fei and the others quietly. The leaders of the Blood-Death tribe were standing in front and also quietly watching.

There was a unified look in their eyes.

Respect.

Respect for your opponent.

Xiao Hei was covered in blood. Tang Shiba and Nan Li were both at the end of their strength. Xuan Ding was also seriously injured, and one of Xuan Jia's arms was broken.

And Yan Fei stood in front of his brothers.

The body was full of demonic energy and murderous aura, and the bloody eyes were filled with evil and anger.

However, his hand holding the sword was shaking, not because of his timidity.

He was already seriously injured, and such a strong battle had already overwhelmed him.

He can still stand because he is supported by a belief, because he understands that he is everyone's soul. As long as he stands, everyone's soul will not disperse. As long as he stands, everyone will not admit defeat. As long as he is still standing, even if the brothers die, they will still stand.

"Come on..."

A roar shook the sky.

His voice was broken, even a little hoarse, a little hysterical.

Several leaders of the Blood Death Tribe looked at each other.

"Can I know your name?"

"Since you're going to fight, why do you need to ask more questions?"

"Haha, our blood-death tribe has dealt with humans in ancient times. In our eyes, humans are bloodthirsty, greedy, despicable and selfish, but what we see today is rare among humans." The leader actually said this.

Yan Fei's demon heart is not dead, and the demon soul is still controlling his body.

"Hehe, hahahaha, you guys are mercy? I, Yan Fei, don't need anyone to mercy."

Just now, an extremely old voice suddenly came from the stone tower.

The voice said in a very awkward tone: "Yan Fei..., well, come in."

Yan Fei frowned slightly, and the demon soul approached the stone tower, but found that his demon soul could not be approached at all.

Is there still a strong man from the Blood Death Clan hidden in this stone tower?

He is the real leader of the Blood Death Clan?

Let me in, what do you mean?

"Brother Yan, don't listen to him, we can't separate." Tang Shiba said hurriedly.

Xuan Jia also said: "It is not advisable to take risks. If you want to die, you should die together."

However, Yan Fei was saying in his heart that the more you treat me like this, the more I, Yan Fei, want you to survive.
Chapter completed!