By this time of the battle, dawn had broken in the sky, and the arrival of the sun had not washed away the scarlet that had penetrated deeply into the land.
The air is filled with gunpowder smoke and the disgusting smell of blood. The sounds of fighting and the clashing of weapons still proclaim that the war is still going on.
"Brother Zhong!" The handsome man screamed as he looked at the scene in front of him.
Five martial emperors joined forces to socialize, and Zhong Shudao almost died in order to protect the handsome boy.
The handsome man hurriedly stepped forward to hold Zhong Shudao's body as he flew out. At this moment, he saw shocking wounds on Zhong Shudao's body. His face was pale and he was bleeding.
"Hurry up and leave! I can't hold on any longer." Zhong Shudao spat out a mouthful of blood. The war situation was now chaotic and there were no extra people around to help.
Although the realm of the five people in front of him was not as good as his, they were all at the fourth level of the Martial Emperor. With the five of them joining forces, he simply couldn't resist them.
"I'll kill you!" The handsome man roared angrily, immediately put down Zhong Shudao, and rushed forward.
"A Martial King?" The man standing at the front among the five people first had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then a look of disgust appeared on his face.
A little King Wu actually dared to charge forward like this. This was simply trampling on their dignity.
There was no accident. The handsome boy hadn't even finished concentrating his moves. The man stretched out his kick lightly, and then hit the handsome boy with his whip leg.
puff--!
The pretty boy spat out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down for dozens of meters like a kite with a broken string. Then he hit a big tree, and then hit the ground again.
"Little flower!" Zhong Shudao said worriedly, stood up with difficulty, and ran to the pretty boy.
The handsome man covered his chest, feeling that his ribs were broken and his whole body was in pain.
"Brother Zhong, please leave quickly! Ignore me, I'm just a waste!" The handsome man gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.
"You are indeed a waste. If it weren't for you, this fifth-level Martial Emperor would not have ended up like this." The five Martial Emperors stepped forward, and it was still the same man, with a gloomy smile on his face, mocking.
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"It's okay, little flower, I will protect you." Zhong Shudao patted the pretty boy on the shoulder to reassure him, then stood up, clenched the folding fan in his hand, and looked at the five people in front of him.
Before Yasuo left with Lin Yun, he came over specifically to ask them to take good care of the pretty boy.
As fellow comrades, Zhong Shudao could not abandon the handsome boy in battle, but facing these five martial emperors, he had no choice but to fight to the death!
"Since you are looking for death, then kill!" The five Martial Emperors launched a fierce offensive at the same time, each showing their magical powers and rushing towards Zhong Shudao.
"Those who want to bully me, ask me if I have ever asked you!" At this critical moment, a tiger roar suddenly sounded that shocked the forest.
Immediately afterwards, a dark figure was seen, like a chariot, directly mounted on the man who was standing in the front with a devastating force.
boom--!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the man turned into a meteor and flew hundreds of meters upside down. His muscles and bones were broken, his orifices were bleeding, and he fell to the ground dying.
"Tiger..." Zhong Shudao looked at Hu Heixin standing next to him and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Old Zhong, are you okay?" Hu Heixin looked at Zhong Shu and asked, then glanced at the handsome boy, shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "Xiaohua, it's too messy here. You go back to the city first and recover well."
The handsome boy is just a warrior in the realm of the King of Martial Arts. The situation on this battlefield is chaotic and there are many King of Martial Arts.
This time, if Hu Heixin hadn't just found a chance to escape, both Zhong Shudao and Hua Meinan would have died here.
"I..." The handsome boy stubbornly wanted to stand up. He was unwilling to do so and wanted to continue fighting.
"Xiaohua!" Before he could finish his words, Hu Heixin shouted coldly, and then looked at him seriously, "I know you want to become stronger, but now is not the chance."
"If you die, that guy Yasuo will never talk to me for the rest of his life."
"Just think of it as your Brother Tiger, begging you to go back to the city to heal."
The next battle will be even more fierce. If they have to be distracted all the time to take care of the pretty boy, Hu Heixin and Zhong Shudao will be too timid and unable to concentrate on the battle.
The handsome boy lowered his head in frustration, all the blood in his heart was extinguished at this moment.
"I understand." The handsome man also knew that he would only become a burden to Hu Heixin and Zhong Shudao here, so he made a prompt decision and ran towards Longhu Mountain.
"Okay! Next, I'll have some fun with you!" After the pretty boy left, Hu Heixin geared up and showed a sneer on his face.
"Leave two for me!" Zhong Shudao was full of anger. He had been injured by these people just to protect the pretty boy. Now that Hu Heixin was here, it was their turn to counterattack.
At this moment, seven figures arrived one after another.
I saw these seven people with cold expressions, wearing uniform armor, and the majestic aura on their bodies, even Hu Heixin had to take a breath of cold air.
"The seven elders of Jiangshen Sect..." Hu Heixin frowned, with a wary look on his face.
These seven people each have different numbers embroidered on their chests, ranging from 'one' to 'seven', and they are also from the great elder to the seventh elder of Jiangshen Sect.
Among these seven people, the strongest is the sixth-level peak Martial Emperor, and the weakest is also the fourth-level peak Martial Emperor.
"The Tiger Protector of the God-Slaughtering Sect and the Bell Messenger, one of the five ambassadors, seem to have caught two big fish today." A fat old man with thin hair showed a yellow tooth and said with a gloomy smile, and
This person is the great elder among the seven.
"You all retreat and go to support elsewhere. This place will be left to us." The second elder from Jiangshen Sect said to the four Martial Emperors behind him.
"Yes!" The four Martial Emperors did not hesitate at all. After bowing, they retreated.
The seven elders of Shenzong joining forces are definitely not something that Hu Heixin and Zhong Shudao can resist.
"Seven against two, isn't that a bit too bullying? Otherwise, let's have a seven against seven!" At this moment, Guo Zhuyue and He Peijian came to Hu Heixin and the other two with the three Martial Emperors.
"Hahaha! Leave that old man with no hair in the Mediterranean to me. You can arrange the rest by yourself." Huheixin laughed loudly, without fear.
"You damn guy! I still have hair!" The great elder retorted angrily, touching the few remaining hairs on his head.
"It doesn't matter, I'll shave them all for you later and kill them!" Hu Heixin shouted loudly, and in a moment, fourteen people instantly triggered a fierce battle.