Feng Xingdao, Wang Xiyuan and the others glanced at each other and stood beside Yin Ming, obviously making their position clear.

In the face of such a terrifying enemy, it is really commendable that they dare to stand with Yin Ming.

Feng Xingdao asked quietly, "Lao Wang, do you recognize the remaining two?"

Wang Xiyuan said: "There is one, probably the last surviving of the eight masters brought by the eldest son of Hebo who fled in the past. ”

"As for the other ......"

Wang Xiyuan hesitated for a moment, obviously without a clue.

Feng Xingdao said: "Since he is not a celebrity, it must not be a big deal." ”

At this time, Liu Moyang, who had always been silent, suddenly said: "No. ”

"Since he is by Ji Chuan's side, it means that he must be strong. ”

"Since I haven't heard his name in the past, it means that he is not the one who was injured by Yin Dashuai in the past. ”

Several people had dark expressions, if they analyzed it like this, then this person was the most terrifying in strength, because he had never been damaged by cultivation.

Although Liu Moyang is usually silent, he is obviously very reliable at the critical moment and his analysis is in place.

Uncle Turtle couldn't help but say, "Young master, let's do it!"

"I didn't know the identity of this little beast last time, so he lived these days, and this time I will definitely not spare his life. ”

Uncle A also said: "Yes, young master, I can't feel at ease when I see the son of the thief living in front of me!"

They had followed Hebo's eldest son in the past, but the little master and companion were killed by Yin Dashuai, because they hated Yin Dashuai to the core.

Ji Chuan sneered and said, "Okay, do it!"

Yin Ming sighed secretly.

Although he is not afraid of the enemy, this time he carried the black pot to Yin Dashuai, which is really unpleasant.

Seeing that Uncle Turtle had rushed in front of him, Yin Ming's mind was condensed, and poems and essays quickly emerged from his mind.

Poetry and songs, which one can save today's crisis.

At this moment, a strong force came from the side, interrupting Yin Ming's thoughts.

Yin Ming staggered a few steps, stepped aside, and frowned.

This collision interrupted his thoughts.

I saw Feng Xingdao standing where Yin Ming was standing just now, condensing the strength of his whole body, and facing the turtle uncle.

He knew that Yin Ming had no martial arts, although there were some strange methods, but in his opinion, it did not represent combat power.

He pushed Yin Ming away, but he took Yin Ming's place to meet the blow of Uncle Turtle.

Yin Ming was not displeased, but only moved.

Even if this Uncle Turtle is no longer strong in the past, he is also a martial artist and an absolute big man.

Feng Xingdao is still refining the meridians and staying in the warrior realm.

It was great courage for him to dare to take his place to meet the attack.

At this time, Wang Xiyuan, Tie Shichang, and Liu Moyang also fought with others.

Wang Xiyuan and Liu Moyang joined forces, and in the face of the last master next to the eldest son of Hebo, they could still support it.

And Feng Xingdao faced Uncle Turtle, and Tie Shichang faced Uncle Jia, they were not enemies, and they were directly shot away.

The two of them vomited blood, and their chests were in the palms, but they were afraid that a few ribs were broken.

Although they are all young geniuses and strong in strength, the gap in the realm is irreparable.

If it weren't for their extraordinary talents, they would be dead souls under the palm of their hands.

In the past two days, he forcibly mobilized his internal force, broke his bones one after another, and jumped up again with a roar.

By Ji Chuan's side, there was still the last warrior guarding him, standing quietly with his hands down, silent.

Ji Chuan laughed and said, "Hehe, a group of fools, they can only boast." ”

"I thought it was so powerful, but it turned out to be so vulnerable. ”

Feng Xingdao said angrily: "You dog offal, if you dare to play in person, Lao Tzu will tear you into two pieces." ”

Ji Chuan changed color, he was obviously a very conceited and proud person, and he had never been despised like this.

Ji Chuan drank Uncle Turtle, who was about to kill Feng Xingdao completely, and said, "Wait, I'll kill him personally!"

As he spoke, he slammed on the ground, and in a flash, he came to Feng Xingdao.

Feng Xingdao's face changed, this young man was so terrifying, he was afraid that his strength was not under the martial arts who guarded him.

This person is the same age as himself, how can his strength be so strong?

With another move, Feng Xingdao's body was thrown high again and smashed backwards.

When Uncle Turtle did it, he was more concerned about his identity and was reluctant to hunt down a junior.

So before Feng Xingdao stood up, Uncle Turtle assumed his identity and gave him a chance to breathe.

Ji Chuan didn't have this scruples, and rushed straight up, wanting to kill Feng Xingdao.

"Bang Bang"!

Yin Ming didn't know when he drew his sword and blocked in front of Feng Xingdao, saving Feng Xingdao's life.

However, he was not a martial artist after all, so he flew out and hit the wall before he stopped.

Ji Chuan looked at the sword in Yin Ming's hand, it was beautiful, like a perfect handicraft.

It was the strange sword fetus that he got from Chen Bing Tower.

Although a sword light was extremely sharp at that time, since then, it has always been a piece of exquisite mortal iron.

Ji Chuan sneered: "Although the Yin thief is hateful, his martial arts strength is indeed extraordinary. ”

"You kid, you can only use this kind of broken sword to decorate the façade, and you don't have any martial arts at all. ”

Yin Ming's body slid off the wall, a smear of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

However, his expression was not gloomy.

Yin Ming smiled: "Yes, yes, this is the spirit of a teenager." ”

He exclaimed, "Strong, strong!"

Yin Ming has always been a very calm person, but today he felt the youthful spirit of Feng Xingdao and others, but he was also infected.

Ji Chuan said coldly: "Hmph, what kind of intention?"

"A bunch of high-spirited fools are going to bury you with you!"

At this time, Wang Xiyuan, Tie Shichang, and Liu Moyang were all split by their respective opponents and were struggling to stand up.

Yin Ming shook his head, and suddenly reached out to pick up the wine glass on the table.

Yin Ming poured a glass of wine and gave it to Feng Xingdao, who had just stood up beside him.

Feng Xingdao was stunned for a moment, at this juncture of life and death, Yin Ming poured him wine.

Yin Ming poured another cup and threw it to Wang Xiyuan.

Another cup, give Tie Shichang.

Another cup to Liu Moyang.

Yin Ming raised his glass and laughed loudly: "Young man, brave and strong, today, I know it." ”

"For the generosity and pride of your lords, please drink this cup to the fullest. ”

Several people were moved when they saw the arrogance that Yin Ming said.

Feng Xingdao was the first to drink it, and said loudly: "Okay, after drinking this cup of send-off wine, let's meet again on Huangquan Road!"

At this time, no one blamed him for speaking unlucky, because the difference in strength was too obvious.

Tie Shichang drank it all and said, "Special mother, Ji Chuan, Lao Tzu is on Huangquan Road, waiting for you to come down and settle accounts with you!"

Several people drank wine one after another, and each fought in good spirits, preparing to fight a heroic last time and die generously.