Although all ten of them were injured to varying degrees, no one planned to leave their brothers behind. In the end, they simply gathered together and fought together, even if they wanted to die, they could die together.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting, run by yourself!"
Leng Feng looked at the brothers with blood-red eyes and yelled while fighting Yi Wuchen.
The words came out like this, but he understood that now that the matter was over, none of these brothers would leave the other alone and run away.
Is this their luck or misfortune?
In fact, with their martial arts, it is not completely impossible to escape. At least one or two of the eleven people will be able to escape. But if everyone wants to take care of each other like this, then everyone must leave.
No more.
Yi Wuchen was as good as him in martial arts, and it was very difficult to get out and go outdoors to help them buy some time to escape. But seeing his brothers getting more and more injured and getting more serious, Leng Feng was extremely worried.
Looking at Yi Wuchen's sword thrust towards him, he could have dodged sideways, but they had been going back and forth like this for a while. Yi Wuchen could afford to drag it away, but his brother couldn't.
The cold wind shook my heart, and my body faced the sword's edge.
"puff!"
As the sound of a sharp sword piercing the body was heard, Leng Feng also struck at Yi Wuchen with a palm.
Yi Wuchen had no choice but to discard his weapon and dodge the palm that would definitely hurt his heart.
Taking advantage of Yi Wuchen's opportunity to dodge, Lengfeng flew outwards and used all his inner strength to attack the imperial guards who were attacking the brothers.
"Walk!"
With a loud roar, a large area of the Imperial Guards fell down in front.
"Brother!" A man in black shouted when he saw a sharp sword passing through Leng Feng's left upper abdomen.
Everyone else also saw it, and they all protected Leng Feng in the center, and no one left.
"Brother, let's go!"
Someone shouted loudly, and everyone almost went crazy, trying to attack to one side in order to break out of the blood.
Yi Wuchen avoided the cold wind's palm and returned to the battle. He grabbed the sword from the hand of a guard at the rear, jumped up, and entered the surrounded central area.
At this time, almost all the men in black were attacking in the weakest direction, not caring about what was behind them, and allowing the guards behind them to cut wounds on their bodies. Such a desperate attack was just to get that one hit.
With one strike of his sword, the people fought a bloody path.
"Let's go together!"
Seeing the desperate efforts of his brothers, just to protect him, Leng Feng's eyes turned red, he pulled out the sharp sword on his left abdomen, touched a few blood spots to stop the bleeding, and wanted to rush to the back to help those who were almost cut to pieces.
The brother who breathed his last.
Just as he was about to take off into the air, he was grabbed by the two brothers in front of him.
"Brother! Let's go! Don't let us die in silence!"
The brothers roared and tried their best to open the gap where there was already a vague hope.
Yi Wuchen wanted to break through to the front, but the few men in black behind him knew that he had entered. Suddenly the three of them turned around and fought towards him, only fighting him. They didn't care whether the guards behind them would hurt them.
.Such a desperate situation made it impossible for him to escape for a while.
"Let's go! Big brother, let's go!" The three brothers who were pestering Yi Wuchen used their last strength to yell.
When Leng Feng turned his eyes to look at the three people, countless spears and knives had already pierced their bodies, but they did not avoid it at all. They hugged Yi Wuchen's hands and legs one after another, and did not separate even to the death.