Especially A Chou, she seemed to be tireless and unable to feel pain. She had been hit by several swords, but she did not flinch at all. Instead, the injuries became more severe. She was the person Hong Lie was most afraid of.
Under the double attack, Hong Lie finally showed signs of fatigue. He was much slower in raising his sword, and his arms and chest were injured in several places. Finally, Yu Wenhao's spinning meteor style sent the sword into his chest.
At this point, Hong Lie had been fighting for nearly three hours, one against many, and the opponents were all top-notch masters in the martial arts world.
Yu Wenhao looked at his trembling facial muscles. The sinister arrogance in his eyes had not faded away. Blood was dripping down his chest. He just stared at Yu Wenhao proudly, without falling down or kneeling down. He just used it like this.
With only a little strength left, I waited for my life to disappear inch by inch.
Looking at Yu Wenhao and others, they are not necessarily doing well. Almost no one is uninjured. Their legs are almost weak. Even the fourth master can only stand on the ground with his sword. His hair is messy and his clothes are messy.
After cutting off most of it, I felt more embarrassed than ever before.
Hong Lie died just like that. Before he died, he didn't even say a harsh word. He just kept staring at Yu Wenhao, as if he was trying to see clearly the person who killed him. He held his sword on the ground and finally fell down slowly.
A vigorous life ended with a vigorous battle, but when he died, there was no sound.
King An hated him so much that he raised his sword with difficulty and said angrily: "How can I allow you to die if you dare to kidnap me Yan'er?"
He raised his sword and was about to chop off his head. Yu Wenhao had a thought in his mind and immediately shouted, "No!"
But Hong Lie suddenly opened his scarlet eyes, and with a movement of his hand, he activated the sword and penetrated Prince An's abdomen.
"Your Majesty!" General Luo flew forward and plunged his sword into Hong Lie's chest.
Hong Lie gathered his last breath of energy and waited for Yu Wenhao to come forward. He thought that Yu Wenhao would definitely lift his head and hang it on the city gate. Little did he know that it was King An who came forward.
He tilted his head, blood overflowed from his mouth. After a breath of true energy was gone, his internal organs could no longer sustain. He was stabbed by General Luo again. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed. He still stared at Yu Wenhao and murmured: "It's a pity.
What a pity..."
Yu Wenhao's breath disappeared and he fell to the ground, "Damn it, Hong Lie is really a rare and powerful enemy."
The fourth master also sat down, his hands were trembling with fatigue, and most of his energy had dissipated. He couldn't even maintain his nervous appearance. He took a breath and said, "He is a hero, a century-old hero. As long as you have a serious mind, Xianbei
Why is it like this today?"
General Luo took the Ghost Guards and the Lenglang Clan men to clean up the mess, but those generals were unable to fight anymore and were all captured. The crisis at home was finally resolved.
"Let's go and pay your respects to your father-in-law!" Yu Wenhao stood up with his sword in hand, shook a handful of blood from his hand, and said to the Fourth Master.
"Where is Prince An?" Fourth Master stood up and asked.
"Go back to Your Highness, Fourth Master, Your Highness Prince An has been sent to the palace to be treated by the imperial doctor." General Luo replied.
"I hope he's okay!" Yu Wenhao and Fourth Master helped him in, their voices were calm, but the look in their eyes was still a bit complicated.