Huangshan regretted why he didn't figure it all out until the last moment of his death. () If he had awakened earlier and accepted the advice of Bai Niao Weng and Xi Fuxiong earlier, not only would he not have died, but these disciples and brothers who were loyal to him would not have died either. Since Huangshan was born, this was the first time that he felt so regretful and guilty.
In such a mood, Huangshan simply gave up resistance and died like this, which was a relief.
Huang Shan was ready to die, but Bai Niao Weng and Xi Fuxiong refused to give up. Seeing that Huang Shan was about to be swallowed up by Han Geng's spiritual power, the two of them roared at the same time, and their bodies suddenly rose. One on the left and one on the right, like two missiles, crashed straight into Han Geng.
The two of them didn't care about anything anymore. All their spiritual energy was used for offense and they didn't do any defense. He only hoped to use this to launch his strongest attack, even if it could stop Han Geng for a ten thousandth of a second, it would give Huangshan another hope of survival.
Everyone present understood what the two were thinking. The disciples of the Jin Mang Sect who were yelling and scolding all stopped and choked up. [
"Brother Bai, Brother Xi, you are so good! If I, Yang Yan, come up, I will be your brother!" The middle-aged man who had shouted before was now in tears, and his voice kept trembling, which was audible. So sad.
"Brothers, let's take the first step!" As Han Geng got closer and closer, Bai Niao Weng and Xi Fuxiong were also ready to face death. The two of them let out a wild cry at the same time, and their bodies accelerated like lightning, showing an admirable indomitableness.
"It's you two damn flies again, go to hell!" Han Geng was furious. Although Bai Niao Weng and Xi Fuxiong's cultivation levels were not taken seriously by him, they were still two cultivators at the peak of the seventh level. Especially now, when the two of them attacked with all their strength and concentrated all their spiritual power into the power of the collision, Han Geng really didn't dare to ignore it. Helpless and annoyed, Zhide temporarily let go of Huangshan, changed his palm posture, and faced the two of them.
"No... don't!" Seeing Bai Niaoweng and Xi Fuxiong, like moths flying into the flames, automatically throw themselves into the majestic spiritual power offered by Han Geng, Huangshan suddenly woke up and let out a heartbreaking cry. Roar.
"Sect Master, our brothers can only accompany you here. You must live well!" Xi Fuxiong was not good at words, but at this time, what he said moved Huangshan the most.
"Hahaha... Brother Xi, I can't be born in the same year, month and day with you, but I can die in the same year, month and day as you. This is the greatest luck in my life!"
"In the next life... in the next life, we will still be brothers! You stupid old thief from the Fantasy Beast Tribe will suffer from your grandfather!" One head hit it.
"No, no! You can't die, you can't!" Huangshan's heart almost broke into pieces on the spot, and two lines of heroic tears seemed to be out of control, pouring out of his eyes and surging non-stop.
Seeing the true feelings of the heroes of the Jinmang Sect, and listening to the tragic but heroic words, Zhong Ying could no longer hold back and burst into tears. Just when Zhong Ying was feeling sad, a slight sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded from beside her. Zhong Ying turned around subconsciously and saw that Qin Dong, who was standing next to her, disappeared.
Somehow, the sadness in Zhong Ying's heart was suddenly swept away, replaced by a strong excitement. He couldn't help shouting, "You finally took action. I thought you were really iron-clad." Where’s the heart!”