Unable to get close to Chahan for a long time, Myron's heart was extremely upset, the situation between the leader and Wen Mu was too dangerous, and Myron had to make a ruthless move. He pounced on Chahan regardless of a single qiē, and his bloody body and face rushed towards Chahan like a red arrow. Zha Han sneered, this Miron inevitably underestimated him too much, his martial arts were not very outstanding, but he had been staring at himself to death, and now he was rushing towards him regardless of it. Chahan looked at the guards beside him, dismissive of Myron's actions, and the person who was looking for death didn't care.

Myron's approach of obviously seeking death in the eyes of Chahan, the chance of success is really small, and there are few people around Chahan, but it is not none. The main thing is that there are few, but the elite of the elite. But Myron is not alone, he also has the brothers of the Reaper Legion by his side. This act was made after discussing it with the nearest brothers around him.

Myron rushed over, exposing all the weaknesses in front of him, such as his waist and abdomen, to the swords and guns of the guards beside him, and without the slightest hesitation or pause, they stabbed the weapons in their hands towards Myron. Those who threaten the safety of the commander-in-chief, they make no secret of their murderous intent. Miron could clearly feel the chill of the knife and gun, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, and only saw Zha Han in his eyes.

Under Myron, the sword beside him was fiercely smashed away by the rest of the Reaper Legion, and this kind of collision was to use his own body to block the enemy's sword, giving Myron a short moment. It's just that Chahan's attack on Feng Li and them is too strong for the guide to move and he can't move, so he has no choice but to pounce like this. Myron rushed to the shocked Chahan, and the long knife was across Chahan's neck, and he said sharply. "Let them get out of the way. Let the leader go! ”

"Impossible!" How could Chahan give up the opportunity to kill Feng Li. Now that Fengli is besieged by himself, where is there a chance to escape.

"Really? Let's give us the credit. Myeron smiled indifferently, and the long knife in his hand instantly cut a bloody mark on Zha Han's neck.

"Are you sure you can escape?" Chahan stretched out his hand to stop the soldiers who were approaching him. Said to Myron with a smile.

"As long as you're in my hands, I'll be able to escape." Of course, Miron will not sue Sù Chahan, and he has not thought of escaping at all. His purpose was just to get Feng Li away. If you don't tell Sù Zha Han, it is to make Zha Han think that Myron has some scruples, and Myron can be easily controlled by him.

"Get out of the way!" At the suggestion of Zha Han, the soldiers really gave way to the soldiers, but Fengli did not go. Instead, follow this road to Chahan.

"Chief, you're leaving!" Myron was irritable when he saw Feng Li appear.

"Let's go together!" Feng Li understood Myron's self-sacrificing heart. So she won't leave alone.

"Chief, you go first, and I'll be sure to arrive later." Seeing that the wind could not leave, Myron was very anxious.

The wind couldn't leave, approaching Myron. Wen Mu frowned and watched Feng Li's movements. But he didn't say anything, and followed the wind in silence.

"Chief......" Myron hissed to stop the wind from approaching. The guardian force around Chahan, Meron beside him can clearly know that if the leader reaches it, there is no chance to leave alive.

Fengli has not stopped, and there has never been such a thing as exchanging his brother's life for his own, and he wants to go together. Death is going to happen, and everyone dies together.

"Leader ......" Feng Li did not pause at all, and walked step by step. Myron pressed Chahan forward in a hurry. Suddenly, Zha Han's right wrist flipped and a knife in his left hand, causing Myron's knife to fall to the ground. Retreating and quickly flipped Myron's hand behind him, shackled Myron in front of him, and looked at Feng Li coldly.

"Fengli, should you be arrested?"

"Zha Han, you let him go." Feng Li came to the rescue when the Myron knife fell, but Cha Han's movements were too fast to catch up.

"Fengli, when did you become so naïve? You say let me go, is it possible? However, I can let it go, the conditions are very simple, you change him. Zha Han's voice was mocking and foolish, and the words were cruel and indifferent.

"Okay, I'll change him, you let go." Feng Li slowly walked forward, approaching Chahan.

"Put down the sword, you are the Grim Reaper with a weapon in your hand, I don't dare to let the Grim Reaper come close to me." Zha Han looked at the sword in Feng Li's hand and said, Feng Li paused and threw the sword out of his hand.

"Shall I replace Feng Li and return to Myron Xing?" Wen Mu stepped in front of the wind, stopping her from moving forward.

"Sword Venerable Guardian, though I hate you because you often sabotage my plans and want you dead. But compared to Marshal Ruz City of Angola, who is also strong in martial arts and can command a million soldiers, I will definitely choose Fengli over you. Zha Han ignored Wen Mu and looked at Feng Li.

"Chief, don't come here......" Before Miron finished speaking, Miron strained his wrist, and Miron suddenly bent down in pain. In fact, with the skills of the injured Chahan and Myron, it was not so easy to stop at all. The point is that Myron has long been covered in injuries and is inflexible; After being injured, he originally let the wind leave, and he and Zha Han were killed. Myron understood that Chahan was not so easy to die, and the seriously injured Myron did not think of leaving alive at all. It was the mentality of seeking death that made Myron relax his vigilance, and Feng Li's step forward gave Myron huge pressure, giving Zha Han an opportunity to take advantage of.

"Feng Li......" Wen Mu grabbed Feng Li's hand, not wanting him to step forward. It's not that Wen Mu doesn't pay attention to Myron, it's just that if Wen Mu chooses, he will choose to sacrifice Myron. Because Fengli is too important to himself and to Angola Ruz City.

Fengli shook his head, looked at Miron and sighed, but still walked forward. The persistence and hatred in Zha Han's eyes can be seen by Feng Li, and she can almost see the end of her life. Maybe this life is over like this, it's not bad, finally there is a brother who can live because he can not fall in front of his eyes. It's just Angola Ruz City, Feng Li looks back, Nie Xiaoyu on the city wall and Lin Jixing who is struggling to kill the enemy, you are the hope of Angola Ruz City, come on!

Myron bent over and suddenly smiled, a laugh of grief, sadness and determination. Fengli's firmness towards Miron and his reluctance to Angola Ruz City, Miron saw it in his eyes. The leader is not only his own leader, his most important identity is the marshal of the city of Ruz in Angola, such a great name, such a heavy mission, how can he be annihilated by himself.

Seeing that the leader did not stop, Myron laughed miserably, and his eyes were cold. His eyes looked at Feng Li, and he thought silently in his heart, "Take care, chief." Forgive Myron for not being with you anymore, you have to protect yourself. Myeron seemed to forget that his right hand was still clasped by Zha Han, and turned around, his face was as pale as snow and punched Zha Han's jaw, Zha Han took a punch and let go of Myron. Myron's expression remained unchanged, and he pulled out the dagger hidden in his waist, thinking about stabbing it, and didn't care about hanging his right hand to the side. This dagger is the last chance that Myron gave himself, because such a short-range attack cannot kill the enemy, only his own death.

If the wind leaves, Myron is definitely the most concerned. Feng Li's attention to his brothers, Myron can feel it the most, because those brothers were all called by himself, and he cares more about their life and death than they do. So what Feng Li said, what he understood and didn't understand, Myron has been doing it all along.

Fengli said, don't give up at any time, maybe if you hold on a little longer, the one who falls is the enemy, and Myron is doing it. With such a serious injury, Myron still hid the deadly dagger on his body, not knowing how to speak, hoping to find an opportunity to kill Chahan. Fengli said that he wanted to live and die together, and Myron was doing it. No matter how difficult the situation was, Myron persisted and persisted. The pain of losing a brother is too painful, and Myron doesn't want any of his brothers to fall in front of him, so he doesn't want to fall down and leave in front of him, which is too cruel. Myron has been thinking about how to deal with Chahan and has not given up. It's just that at this moment, there is only giving up. If you don't give up, the leader will die in front of your eyes.

Myron was fast enough, but he was injured, so he was a little slower. This slowness made him stick the dagger into Zha Han's chest for an inch, and he couldn't stab it again. I saw several spears shoot at me, piercing Myron's body and pinning him to the ground. Myron's hand froze there, and he no longer had the strength to pierce half a minute. Zha Han angrily pulled the dagger from Myron's hand and stabbed him in the abdomen, stabbing again and again. When he got himself covered in blood, he disdainfully pushed Myron to the ground and threw the dagger on the ground.

"No...... Myron! Feng Li was stunned, reacted, and ran towards Myron like crazy, but was shackled by Wen Mu in an instant.

"Feng Li, you can't go!" Wen Mu ignored Feng Li's struggle, and shrunk the space between the two of them slightly, not giving Feng Li a chance to escape. Maybe sometimes the love for Wen Mu will seem indifferent, but it is this selfishness that only cares about the Marshal of Angola Ruz City that makes the people of Jianzun Sect escort Marshal of Angola Ruth City through the rain of bullets and bullets all the way.

"Let go!" Feng Li's voice was indifferent.

"Don't let it go!" Wen Mu was also persistent, commanding the Reaper Legion to rendezvous with Qin Xinghe, unwilling to look at Feng Li's eyes again. At this moment, Feng Li's eyes did not have half a minute of warmth, and he looked at Wen Mu as if he was looking at the enemy. Wen Mu's heart was in pain, but the power of the shackles did not relax in the slightest. Pulling Fengli to merge into the Death Legion, Wen Mu understands that it is death, and he will not let go of Fengli, not to mention just hate.

Qin Xinghe was also stunned, tears coming out of his eyes. Why did the hot-blooded brother fall like this in the blink of an eye, and why did his brother disappear again? Why didn't you protect him, why didn't you hold him? Qin Xinghe was stunned, not knowing whether to move forward or retreat. The Grim Reaper's men pulled the general back into their protective circle, and after joining up with Wenmu, they retreated step by step.

Lin Jixing approached the wind at the first time of the operation in Myron. It's just that Lin Jixing is under the walls of Angola Ruz City, Fengli and Zhan Han are in the same place, and the two are at both ends of the battlefield, and it is really difficult to converge. (To be continued......)