"Senior brother, don't!" When Zhao Xi'er was let go by Murong Qunxiong, she coughed twice in pain and took two breaths of fresh air, she immediately shouted at Wang Yue. Just after screaming twice, she suddenly coughed in pain, her eyes were dark, and she almost fainted on the spot.

"Wang Yue, what is there to talk about with people like Murong Qunxiong? Even if we die, we will die together, we will fight with him, and we must not die before him!" The drunkard glanced at Murong Qunxiong angrily, and immediately looked at Wang Yue and said.

"Master, you can't die!" Yuwen Shenju also said through gritted teeth.

"Murong Qunxiong, what you say really counts, I committed suicide, and you let Xi'er go. Very good, now I keep the agreement, I'll shoot myself again!"

Wang Yue looked at Murong Qunxiong with a pale face, supported the broken gun with his hand, and struggled to stand up from the ground.

Before he stood up, his legs weakened, and he took two steps back against the wall to barely fall.

At this time, the blood in his abdomen also flowed out fiercely.

He was lucky enough not to have a major organ inserted into his body just now. If he had been inserted into a major organ in his body, he would have died on the spot. And now he has to insert another shot into the chest, if he inserts the main internal organs, even if he is a god-level master, and his physical fitness is as strong as ordinary people, I am afraid he will not survive.

Although they were trapped in the secret room, the air in the secret room was gradually thinning, not enough for the six of them to last twenty minutes. But he and Murong Qunxiong both had a bit of luck, that is, they might find a way out and go out. As long as they get out of this chamber, they may survive. Wang Yue also wants to live, he hopes that he will be lucky to find an exit and leave here alive. This is their people, the Godhead, and they will be able to save them.

However, he would rather die first and leave everyone a chance to survive. He hoped that his death would give everyone some time to delay. Maybe there will be some variables, and everyone will be able to get out alive.

In front of Murong Qunxiong, Wang Yue suddenly grabbed the broken spear in his hand, gritted his teeth, and stabbed him in the chest.

With this shot, blood spurted out of his chest again. His eyes suddenly changed violently, and the whole person let out a painful roar, and fell to the ground sideways with a pop.

Gritting his teeth again, he pulled out his spear fiercely. Hot blood immediately flowed out of his body, and he was pale and panting in pain.

"Murong Qunxiong, why don't we make an exchange, how about I shoot myself, and I exchange my brother's life? Don't you hate me very much? Hate me for fighting with you for the leader of the martial arts alliance? How about I prick myself four times in exchange for the lives of my four brothers?"

Blood kept flowing from Wang Yue's mouth, and he asked Murong Qunxiong with a smile.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!" Murong Qunxiong appeared in front of Wang Yue and kicked Wang Yue hard.

With a snap, Wang Yue's body was slammed against the wall, leaving a large blood stain.

He was seriously injured in the abdomen and chest, and he had already breathed more and less in, after being kicked by Murong Qunxiong, his eyes became dilute for a second, and because the strong body of his god-level master gradually came together, he regained his vitality. His expression was pained, and he lay on the ground breathing heavily. At this time, even if Murong Qunxiong didn't move him, he lost a lot of blood, and I am afraid he would not live long.

Seeing this scene, Young Master Qian hid his face and cried bitterly, lying on the ground and snorting hard, "Wang Yue, I hurt you, I hurt you! I'm sorry, I'm sorry for your ............!"

"I'll fight with you!" Yuwen Shenju let out a loud roar and quickly appeared behind Murong Qunxiong.

"Get out!" Murong Qunxiong waved his hand, and Yuwen Shenju suddenly flew out.

"Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance Leader Murong Qunxiong, see Huaxia Chief Martial Arts Alliance Leader!"

When Yuwen Shenju was beaten away by Murong Qunxiong with a hand, a fanatical smile appeared on his face, and he immediately became serious, hugged his fists together and bent down respectfully and said to Wang Yue.

"Ah, Chief Martial Arts Alliance Leader, how did you become like this? You are our Chief Martial Arts Alliance Leader, you should be the number one master in the world, who is it, who can beat you like this? Could it be me? I injured you like this?" Murong Qunxiong suddenly showed surprise in his eyes, and quickly helped Wang Yue up.

"Murong Qunxiong, don't touch me!" Wang Yue's expression was painful and weak, and he looked at Murong Qunxiong with angry eyes.

"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Murong Qun grabbed Wang Yue's collar fiercely and threw Wang Yue to the side.

With a bang, Wang Yue's body hit the ground heavily, and he rolled on the ground twice, leaving a large blood stain. Wang Yue only felt that the whole person was in pain, his whole body was cold, and he kept bleeding weak cold sweat.

This Murong Qunxiong is so cruel that even if he dies, he will not let him die without stopping.

"Senior brother!" Zhao Xi'er cried and pounced on Wang Yue, hugged Wang Yue tightly, clasped her right hand with the ten fingers of Wang Yue's right hand, and injected the true qi in her body into Wang Yue's body.

However, she doesn't have much true anger anymore. Her thin true qi was injected into Wang Yue's body for a moment, and she felt weak all over her body, and she could no longer exert any true qi.

Her heart suddenly became desperate, hugging Wang Yue's body tightly and crying.

"Senior brother, you can't die, Xi'er grew up with you since childhood, and is used to seeing you every day, if you die, what should you do if you call Xi'er............?

Seeing Zhao Xi'er hugging Wang Yue tightly and crying bitterly, the drunkard couldn't help but shed tears. He took the flask from his body and poured it into his mouth, his eyes red.

Zhao Xi'er was barely able to move, and he couldn't move anymore.

Young Master Qian continued to lie on the ground and cry, his body constantly rising and falling.

"Hehe, it's so touching! The five of you lived and died together, and killed many of our martial arts masters. Today I am finally going to get rid of your five scourges, and I, Murong Qunxiong, have not been so happy for a long time. Murong Qunxiong walked up to Wang Yue and Zhao Xi'er, picked Zhao Xi'er up, and looked at Wang Yue on the ground with a smile.

"Murong Qunxiong, aren't you afraid that we will rob you of your air? Don't you want us to die, leave you air, you can find an exit to escape from here? What? You don't want your air anymore? You don't want to get out alive? You kill me, why waste your air by letting me live?" Wang Yue looked at Murong Qunxiong coldly, his body was suddenly hot and cold, and he kept shivering.

"When you're dead, there's no one to snatch air from me. If I live a few more minutes, I might be able to escape from here. Murong looked at Wang Yue with a smile, quietly admiring Wang Yue's tragic condition. Suddenly, his face changed greatly, and he stepped on Wang Yue's body hard, "But, can I escape from the?

"I'm going to die here, I'm going to die here! And before I die here, I'm going to torture you! I can't live, and you don't want to live. If you die, I will be lonely, I will torture you, I will torture you all the time to have no air here, so that you and I will die together because of the lack of air and oxygen!" Murong Qunxiong crushed his foot on the wound on Wang Yue's chest.

"Ah!!!!" Wang Yue let out a loud roar in pain, his eyes sharp.

"I, Murong Qunxiong, want to torture you well!" Murong Qunxiong suddenly kicked Wang Yue out.

Wang Yue turned a few times on the ground and slammed into the wall.

At this time, the air in the stone chamber became less and less, and it could only last for ten minutes.

"If you want to die, I prefer you to die, I want you to die with me. No, you are not qualified to die with me, I want you to die before me!" Murong Qunxiong was sweating profusely and muttered to himself incoherently. He walked around the stone room a few times, and he looked at the closed stone door in the stone room with indescribable irritation. After thinking about it, he suddenly looked at Young Master Qian, who was crying on the ground. He smiled, and Murong Qunxiong stretched out his hand, and a broken sword flew into his hand.

"I want you to kill each other, and cannibalism is a little more interesting. As you all know, if we live here for a minute longer, we may be able to find a way out alive. And you can live here with me for a minute longer, and even hold out until the Godhead comes in to save you. So which of you wants to live with me to the end? Who of you, who wants to get out of here? If any of you wants to go out with me alive, kill your companions. Because the sooner one dies, the more air we have left. ”

"Young Master Qian, I'll give you a chance to get out alive with me. With this broken sword, you killed Wang Yue for me. Murong Qunxiong walked behind Young Master Qian, kicked Young Master Qian lightly and said.

"Young Master Qian, your father Qian Kunpeng and I are also world friends. Although he is loyal and honest, he has no merit like you, and he can't do anything but make money, and his martial arts are only the middle and upper ranks of our top masters. But you're finally my nephew, and I'll allow you and me to take a few more breaths of the air here. ”

was kicked by Murong Qunxiong, Young Master Qian didn't speak, he was still lying on the ground, his body was constantly rising and falling because of crying.

"Young Master Qian, don't you want to live with Uncle Shi?"

Murong Qunxiong laughed strangely, and kicked Young Master Qian lightly on the ass again.

"............" Young Master Qian didn't speak, still lying on the ground and constantly undulating.

"Since you don't want to live with me, then I can only kill you first?" Murong Qunxiong said loudly.

Young Master Qian turned his head sharply.

"What!?" Murong Qunxiong's face changed, and his body took two steps back.

At this moment, Young Master Qian's eyes were blood-red and his pupils were golden. He stared at Murong Qunxiong as if he wanted to kill someone, and the blue tendons on his forehead and neck protruded.

He slowly got up from the ground, and his tattered suit began to swell. He kept scratching at his body with both hands, scratching the suit shirt on his body, scratching the skin of his jagged muscles, leaving bloody marks. He kept panting hard, and his handsome face twisted hideously because of anger.

stared at Murong Qunxiong and walked towards him step by step.

"God-level master?" Murong Qunxiong's expression became solemn............