Meng Chaoxi turned his face back, only to see Nie Zhenbei's body, breaking into the crowd. He was obviously seriously injured, but at this time, he burst out with strong combat power.

More than thirty guards who were trained by him, whether it was the Ximen Iron Guard or the Fist Demon Iron Guard, he believed that his brother would definitely not be worse than these two people.

However, at this time, Ximen Jue joined forces with the people from both sides, but it was definitely a dead end.

After all, the numerical gap between the two sides is irreparable. What's more, as soon as Meng Chaoxi left, the two Wind Patrol Venerables, Quanwei and Ximen Jue, had no opponents.

Just by relying on these two people to join forces, it is enough to kill all the possibilities of the West Axe Iron Guard's turnaround.

But Nie Zhenbei did not hesitate at all, the more than 30 iron guards were all elites who were discovered and promoted by him step by step with Meng Chaoxi across the north and south, and they knew that they were dead at this time, but they still moved forward bravely.

A man with a cold expression and scarlet eyes, at this time, the blood is stirring, and at this moment, he is heroic and magnificent.

The knife flashed, and from time to time the younger brother was injured and fell to the ground. But the rest of the people were still sniping towards the enemy without fear of death.

They don't want to live, but they are bent on exchanging their lives for more enemies.

Regard life and death as nothing, and despise strong enemies like puppets

At this moment, they used their blood and loyalty to compose the unyielding fighting spirit of the West Axe Iron Guard. With their lives and fearlessness, they forged the prestige of the West Axe Iron Guard

Their sudden outburst also told Quanwei and Ximen that the West Axe Iron Guard could be killed, but it would never be defeated

Nie Zhenbei was very relieved about the West Axe Iron Guard, he knew that these people were all dead soldiers, and they didn't need to be commanded. Instead, what they need at this time is a stronger stimulus.

Let them completely release all their scruples and go completely crazy.

For example, one's own death.

Therefore, Nie Zhenbei rushed very quickly and fiercely. He danced the long black knife in his hand like a storm, and in an instant, he slashed the three powerful fist demon guards to the ground, and blood flowed everywhere.

However, a fist demon guard next to him also slashed him in the calf.

Nie Zhenbei roared angrily, shaking his hand and slashing the little brother again. At this time, Yu Chen had already killed closely: "Your enemy is me"

burst

Yu Chen's knife was very fast, and he slashed straight towards Nie Zhenbei. However, what Yu Chen didn't expect was that Nie Zhenbei didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, but instead rushed up towards his battle knife.

The blade was cut into the flesh, and even the ribs were cut off several times.

However, Yu Chen's eyes did not show the slightest smugness, but instead flashed with a look of horror. For the first time, he took the initiative to let go of the war knife in his hand and flew back.

But even so, it's a little slower.

The long black knife cut off his left arm in an instant, and half of his arm was almost cut off alive. Yu Chen let out a miserable scream.

"Hahaha" Nie Zhenbei suddenly let out a smug laugh. At this moment, a long knife slashed at him. He still had a long knife pinned to his body, and he was powerless to dodge.

The entire left shoulder was almost cut off by this knife. Blood does not need money. The one who shot was the best of the fist demon guards, and he didn't have the slightest love battle without the slightest love fight, so he pulled you back.

However, Nie Zhenbei turned his face suddenly, and his eagle-like gaze fell on him.

"Die" Nie Zhenbei roared, and the long knife in his hand came out of his hand, and the long knife directly pierced through the body of the fist demon guard. The little brother's eyes widened, and his body fell backwards heavily, with a deep look of horror on his face.

"Battle" Nie Zhenbei's mouth kept pouring blood outward. At this time, he no longer had the strength to shout any more sounds, a battle word, slight and probably only he could hear.

The strength in his body was drained like a tide. In front of him, only boundless darkness remained. Nie Zhenbei couldn't support it anymore and knelt down heavily. However, the moment he fell, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Quanwei.

This is a silent trumpet, this is a blood-stained battle will.

"Brother Bei"

"Wait for the brothers"

"West Axe Iron Guard, I'd rather die than retreat" The surviving West Axe Iron Guard's eyes were scarlet, and they were burned by the flames of war, and issued what may be the last and most wonderful oath in their lives, and rushed towards the Fist Demon Iron Guard.

Meng Chaoxi had already stopped when he saw that Nie Zhenbei did not obey his orders and led his people to retreat, but instead rushed towards the enemy with the West Axe Iron Guard.

At that moment, he wanted to turn around and rush to his brother and live and die with him. At this time, the only two iron guards who remained by his side hugged him with tears in their eyes.

"Venerable, Brother Bei is desperately trying to give you the opportunity to create a zào, you can't live up to his and his brothers' hearts."

"Get out of Lao Tzu" Meng Chaoxi smashed an iron guard back with a punch: "He is Lao Tzu's brother, even if he dies, I will die with him"

Meng Chaoxi's face was pale, and he raised his hand to pull another little brother who was hugging his waist, but the little brother's fingers were almost broken, but he didn't relax for a moment.

"Let go" Meng Chaoxi was almost about to kill someone.

However, after such a delay, Nie Zhenbei over there had already been stabbed.

Listen to his laughter and watch his body fall to the ground. When Meng Chaoxi opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out: "Second brother"

"Ah Fang, take the Venerable One away" The little brother of the Iron Guard who had been beaten up before, saw that Nie Zhenbei was dead, suddenly roared angrily, turned around and rushed towards the direction that Meng Chaoxi wanted to go, but he couldn't get there.

"Ah Long" looked at the figure of the henchman leaving, and Meng Chaoxi's heart trembled again.

"Go" let out an unwilling roar, Meng Chaoxi turned around sharply, quickly rushed towards the darkness in the distance, and let out a long roar from his mouth: "Quanwei, Ximen Jue, I swear that he will break you into thousands of pieces one day."

The tragic roar almost drowned out the shouts and killings of the entire street.

"West Axe, you can't leave" At this time, more than a dozen younger brothers came out on the other side of the street. These people were all Ximen Jue's subordinates, and the two iron guards were at the head and intercepted them fiercely.

At this time, more than a dozen blue flags and black flag elite brothers who were still following Meng Chaoxi's side rushed forward as soon as they gritted their teeth and crossed their hearts.

They were infected by the West Axe Iron Guard, Nie Zhenbei and others, and they were fleeing at this time. Naturally, it was extremely ferocious, and in the blink of an eye, the more than ten little brothers who blocked it were chiseled through by them.

Meng Chaoxi knew that he was no longer simply living for himself at this time. He still has the hope of Nie Zhenbei and the others in his body, as well as the hatred of the West Axe Iron Guard, so after killing those people, he didn't have a trace of love and fighting, just gritted his teeth and got into the car that had been prepared on the side of the road for a long time.

"Brother Fang, they have caught up, you take the Venerable away, I will stop them." A Blue Flag elite got into the car, and suddenly he was about to get out of the car again.

But he didn't want to, Ah Fang suddenly jumped out of the car, and then kicked him back.

The moment he closed the door, the corners of Ah Fang's mouth hooked, and he said lightly: "The West Axe Iron Guard, they are all there, whether they are alive or dead, they should not be one less than me." ”

"Take His Holiness with you"

As he spoke, Ah Fang was alone and rushed towards a car that had already started. I saw him jump up violently, and then, jumping onto the hood, the thin axe in his hand slashed over.

The windshield in front of him was suddenly shattered, and the little brother who was driving was killed by him on the spot.

Ah Fang withdrew the axe, as if he had done a trivial thing, and jumped onto the roof of the car, and then, he glanced at his brother who was almost overwhelmed by the crowd, and the axe in his hand was raised violently: "West Axe Iron Guard, fight to the death"

After saying that, like a cheetah, he jumped off the roof of the car. Against the fierce crowd, a majestic charge was launched

If you are alive, you will eat together, and if you are angry, you will fight together. Sorrow is the same mourning, death is the same sleep

This is the code of the West Axe Iron Guard, he, not an exception, will not be an exception, my brothers, I am coming