The fighting between the two sides was particularly fierce.

Some people kept screaming and fell into a pool of blood.

He Minghui's long sword flashed with a cold light, fighting fiercely with two masters of Huajin.

He was suppressed by the two of them. If he hadn't had his strong combat power, he would have been unable to hold on.

"Have the reinforcements not arrived yet?"

He Minghui looked around, looking cold. Today's encounter was really... a bit weird.

More than a dozen Chinese warriors were besieged. When he saw them, he naturally would not ignore them and led his group to kill them.

But there are also many people on the island country, and it seems that they are chasing these Chinese warriors.

The two sides... just started a war.

Among these dozen Chinese warriors, there is only one master at the peak of the early stage of Huajin, but among the pursuit, there are two Huajin...

In this case, they could hold on!

"If you don't come again, you really can't hold on."

He Minghui looked at the master of Huajin among the Chinese warriors. He was seriously injured and could barely deal with the Dark Warrior.

"The two of them must be stopped... Once they are allowed to pass, they can kill that guy."

He Minghui said to himself that the situation is even more serious now. The experts of Huajin are all high-end combat power and cannot die easily!

Thinking of this, he held a long sword in his hand, and even if he was pressed and beaten, he still fought hard against the two major magic forces.

"Everyone insisted, the reinforcements will arrive soon!"

As He Minghui spoke, he was stabbed again on his body and blood splashed out.

In other places, Chinese warriors gradually became weaker and began to be beaten by island warriors.

Buzzing!

The roar of cars came.

He Minghui and others turned to look at who it was? Reinforcements or enemies?

"Today... I, Old Demon Zhao, are about to show my power!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came out, and then a black figure rushed out from a car.

He didn't stop at all, even faster than the car, and directly entered the battlefield.

Two island warriors carrying knives wanted to intercept him...

Bang bang.

The dull sound came out, and the heads of the two island warriors burst.

Old Demon Zhao carried the black gold steel claws, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and no one could block his attack.

"Our reinforcements have arrived."

He Minghui was refreshed and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Old Mo Zhao also noticed the master's aura and headed straight for this side.

"senior……"

He Minghui shouted.

"withdraw!"

Before the two masters of the magic power could approach, they shouted loudly, forced He Minghui to retreat, and turned around and left.

"Where to go!"

Lao Mo Zhao had just broken through and wanted to try his own combat power, so how could they let them run away? He chased after him with his steel claws.

At this time, Xiao Chen and others arrived one after another.

With their joining, the battle situation became in an uproar.

"That's the strength?"

Xiao Chen was a little disappointed, and he thought he could kill a few Huajin.

Now it seems that they don’t need to mobilize many people at all... Zhao Laomo came alone, probably he could do it.

"Old He."

Xiao Chen came to He Minghui and looked at him.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine. There's a magic weapon over there. It's very serious injury. You go and have a look."

He Minghui said to Xiao Chen.

"good."

Xiao Chen nodded and walked quickly towards the master of magic power.

“Run…”

The island country's samurai were defeated and turned around and ran away.

How could Li Hanhou and others let them go? They chased them up... For a moment, there were not many people at the scene.

More were Chinese warriors. They were more or less injured, and at this moment they all collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

Qin Jianwen did not fight. He looked at the fleeing island warrior and frowned slightly...

This seems...it is the first time I have seen the Japanese escape!

The two masters of the transformation and power escaped very happily.

"How are you?"

Xiao Chen came to the wounded transformation, looked at him and asked.

"I...I got stabbed a few times, nothing serious."

As he said this, he coughed out another mouthful of blood.

"Mr. Xiao...thanks to you here."

"Do you know me?"

Xiao Chen was stunned and asked.

"Well... Nowadays, no one knows Mr. Xiao's name, and the Japanese are frightened by the killings."

Hua Jin coughed again and said.

"It's all empty name, I'll show you the injuries."

Xiao Chen said, holding Hua Jin's wrist.

"Ahem... I feel some internal injuries except for the knife injury."

Hua Jin coughed and said.

"Well, there is internal injury."

Xiao Chen looked at him and nodded.

"But don't worry, I'm here, there's no problem."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao for helping you... I'm so sorry, I can't repay you."

Hua Jin said gratefully.

"It's nothing, they are all Chinese compatriots."

Xiao Chen shook his head and took out the silver needle.

"Relax, I'll stop the bleeding for you now."

"good."

Hua Jin agreed and took a few breaths of heavy breaths.

Xiao Chen quickly applied the needle, and the blood on the wound of the transformation stopped visible to the naked eye.

Then, he took out the Jinchuang medicine and slurped it on the wound.

"It feels...a lot better."

Huajin said weakly.

"Well, take a little rest, I'll go see someone else... By the way, I don't know what your name is."

Xiao Chen asked.

"My name is Yu Fei."

Hua Jin replied.
To be continued...