When Han Chuang saw the situation below clearly, he was shocked. Xiao Feng and Xiao Guan were not dead together.

"Land." Han Chuang became anxious and shouted at the driver.

"yes."

"Wait." Suddenly, Han Chuang thought of something and contacted his subordinates: "Give me the phone number to Mr. Jing."

"yes."

"What's the matter?" More than ten seconds later, Mr. Jing's voice came.

"Old Jing, Xiao Feng and Xiao Guan were covered in blood, and they all fell on the beach. Can I go down and see?"

"Oh, there is no infrared thermal imager on the helicopter."

“You mean…”

"If you don't have to go down the last step."

"Yes." Han Chuang understood, nodded, hung up the phone, turned on the infrared thermal imager, and began to scan down.

Han Chuang frowned. When he saw the red image on the display, he felt happy: "There are vital signs."

"Captain, then will we go down?"

"No need for now, go back." Han Chuang hesitated and shook his head.

"yes."

The helicopter circled for a few times, turned around and flew away again, while Xiao Feng on the beach below tried to open his eyes and closed again.

After several hours of high-intensity battles, coupled with various injuries and bleeding, both Xiao Feng and Xiao Guan were exhausted. The two of them fell on the beach, and except for their slow breathing, they were no different from dead people.

During this period, Mr. Jing took a helicopter to see him many times, but he was unsure, but he was ruthless and did not intervene and was ready to implement the stocking method to the end.

"When it's dawn and the sun comes out, we'll go down." After observation, Mr. Jing found that the two of them had stable life characteristics, and they might just be losing their strength.

"Okay." Xiao Ye and others all looked anxious, but after Mr. Jing said so, they could only wait.

The waves were rushing against the cliffs, making deafening sounds~ The night gradually turned white, especially the sea level in the east, and the whiteness of the fish belly became wider...

"Ah." Xiao Guan, who was originally in a semi-unconscious, trembled and slowly sat up from the beach.

Even just a sitting up action made Xiao Guan grin in pain and kept gasping. The injured area of ​​his chest began to bleed out again.

Xiao Guan turned his head and looked to the side. He saw Xiao Feng's face was pale, motionless, and still half-stunned. There was no other movement except for his chest rising and falling.

A cold look flashed in Xiao Guan's eyes. He held the dagger and stood up with great effort. Looking at Xiao Feng who was ten steps away, he grinned: "Xiao Feng, I said that I will be the one who laughed to the end."

If it were a distance of more than ten meters, Xiao Guan could reach it while breathing, but now it became a little difficult. He took a difficult step, shaking his body a few times, and almost fell on the beach.

"You are already very good to be able to push me to this point." Xiao Guan gritted his teeth and tried to stabilize his body and take the second step.

Xiao Feng on the beach had no reaction at all and just lay down so flat, not knowing that the crisis was gradually approaching him.

When Xiao Guan took the third step, he could no longer hold on and knelt on one knee on the ground. The wound on his thigh also cracked, and blood gushed out, dyeing the golden beach red.

However, Xiao Guan did not scream in pain. He was afraid that he would wake up Xiao Feng. What he had to do now was to get closer to the past, then penetrate the dagger in his hand into his heart, or hijack him, and then leave here safely.

Xiao Guan did not stand up again. He held the dagger in one hand and began to move forward, dragging a dazzling blood mark on the beach.

It has to be said that it is already worthy of being proud that Xiao Feng can make Xiao Guan fall into such a miserable state. After many years, Xiao Guan has killed many famous masters, and never one of them can force him to what he is now.

The severe pain on his body made Xiao Guan constantly urge to faint, but he forced himself to not faint. If a helicopter comes again, if they intervene, he will undoubtedly die.

Xiao Guan raised his head and only took five steps, while Xiao Feng was still unconscious and had no reaction.

"Cough cough..." Xiao Guan coughed up a mouthful of blood. In the previous battle, Xiao Feng hit his ribs with a broken bridge hand. Although he removed most of his strength, he still broke several ribs, and the broken ribs injured his lungs.

Five steps!

Four steps.

Three steps.

Two steps.

Xiao Guan's expression was a little ferocious. He raised his dagger. Should he kill him or hold him hostage? If he killed him, he would definitely not be able to survive, but hijacking him was also full of dangers.

With Xiao Guan’s current state, he knew very well that any sniper could shoot him, and an ordinary person could kill him.

"Xiao Feng, let's exchange one life for another. Uncle and you die together." A crazy smile appeared on Xiao Guan's face, and he moved forward little by little. The dagger raised high flashed with a cold light.

Finally, Xiao Guan came to Xiao Feng's side. As long as he reached out and inserted the dagger in his hand, he could reap Xiao Feng's life. Although he was going to die, he smiled because he was the final winner.

"Xiao Feng, go to die." After Xiao Guan said that, he held the dagger and raised his hand and penetrated hard into Xiao Feng's heart: "No one can save you."

"Is that right?" Just when the dagger was only five centimeters away from the heart, Xiao Feng's eyes suddenly opened. He supported Xiao Guan's dagger with his left hand, and the dragon pattern dagger on his right hand inserted into Xiao Guan's belly at the most direct and shortest distance.

Xiao Guan was shocked and moved his body, but in the end he had wasted a lot of the power he had just accumulated, and he barely avoided the vital points. His stomach felt a burning pain, as if it was penetrated by a red-burned iron chopstick, which made him scream.

Xiao Feng succeeded in the attack, and was in a state of power and was unforgivable. He pulled out the dragon pattern dagger and stabbed it into Xiao Guan's thigh again: "Xiao Guan, when I left home, the old guy told me not to put hope on others. No one can save himself. Only himself can save himself."

"You..." Under the stimulation of the severe pain, Xiao Guan didn't know where to get his strength, and rolled out suddenly, avoiding Xiao Feng's third knife.

Xiao Feng sneered and slowly stood up from the beach: "Xiao Guan, who do you think can save you again?"

Xiao Guan covered the wound on his stomach, and blood flowed out through his fingers. His face was extremely pale, and blood was also overflowing from the corners of his mouth: "So you have woken up long ago."

"That's right, I'm waiting for you to go." Xiao Feng's condition was much better than Xiao Guan before, not to mention that Xiao Guan is seriously injured now.

Xiao Guan gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up, but his only hand covered his stomach. As long as he let go, the intestines could flow out along the wound...

"Xiao Guan, let's end it. If you die, the new and old hatreds of twenty years will be over." Xiao Feng held the dragon pattern dagger and approached Xiao Guan step by step.

Xiao Guan wanted to retreat, but he didn't have much strength. He was going to keep it and find an opportunity to give Xiao Feng a fatal blow. Even if he died, he would still have to pull a cushion.

A ray of dawn appeared on the sea level in the east, and the white fish belly gradually shone with yellow light, which contrasted with the blue sea water, making it particularly beautiful...

Xiao Feng took a deep breath, and the second power suddenly burst out, his speed soared, and the ink-black dragon pattern dagger shot towards Xiao Guan's heart.

‘Puff’, the dragon pattern dagger shot in, Xiao Guan opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He barely moved his body and rushed towards Xiao Feng, whose body was shaking.

"Go to die." Xiao Guan's speed was also not slow. This was the return before his death. His condition had recovered a little, and the dagger cut open the muscles in Xiao Feng's chest.

Xiao Feng was shocked. He had been wandering around for many years of life and death, and without thinking, he reacted directly, sideways away from the vital position, grabbed Xiao Guan's neck with both hands, and exerted force suddenly.

"Goodbye." As Xiao Feng finished speaking, he heard the sound of "Crab Bar" sound. Xiao Guan's neck broke, and even his face turned toward his back, which seemed particularly terrifying.

After the attack, Xiao Feng still didn't dare to be careless. He strangled Xiao Guan's neck with both hands and threw him over his shoulder, causing him to fall hard, hitting him hard on a cliff not far away.

After doing all this, Xiao Feng sat on the ground and no longer had the strength to get up. If it was all like this and Xiao Guan was still alive, he would admit it and kill him.

On the cliff, Xiao Guan's body trembled, his chest was facing down, but his face was facing up, his eyes were staring at the whiter sky, and he gradually disappeared.

"Damn, I'm the one who laughs to the end." After Xiao Feng confirmed that Xiao Guan was dead, he looked at the red sun jumping out of the eastern sea level and grinned. It was dawn and it was a brand new day. Before he could finish his feelings, his eyes rolled and he fainted.

At the moment of fainting, Xiao Feng heard the whistling of the helicopter propeller. His only thought was that the paralysis was finally over and he could have a good sleep.

The helicopter hovering in the sky slowly landed. The cabin door opened. Old Jing jumped down directly, took two steps at a time, and came to Xiao Feng. He pinched his wrist and could feel the beating pulse, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Leave it to me." Nangong Ji also came to his side and said to Mr. Jing.

"Well, it's mainly due to trauma and loss of strength." Old Jing nodded, handed Xiao Feng to Nangong Jishi, and turned to look at Xiao Guan, who was quite tragic in death.

"Amitabha Buddha, good causes and good results, evil causes and evil results, good results..." The old monk Huiyue looked at Xiaoguan and shouted the Buddha's name.

"Xiao Feng is okay." Xiao Ye and others who came off another helicopter hurried over and asked worriedly.

"It's not in the way." Nangong Ji shook his head: "Just rest and recuperate. After this battle, his potential will be fully stimulated, which will only benefit him and not harm him."

After hearing what Nangong Ji said, the three generations of the Xiao family felt relieved, as long as it was okay.

"Grandpa, what should I do if Xiao Guan's body is?" Xiao Yun looked at Xiao Guan and asked.
Chapter completed!