"Hmph, a group of guys seeking death, don't blame me for being rude!" Seeing Zhao Mo and others rushing towards him, Lei Ying and Lei Long's faces also showed bloodthirsty light. Naturally, they had to wash their shame by themselves, and they didn't want their subordinates to take action at this moment, and rushed towards Zhao Mo, Liu Fei and others with machetes.

Lei Long held a three-foot-long straight machete in his hand. The dark blade body was now emitting a cold light. Combined with the unparalleled momentum, ordinary people would tremble when they saw it, but Zhao Mo and others ignored it at all and still rushed over like this.

"Die!" Lei Long shouted, and the machete in his hand slashed towards Zhao Mo's head.

"Damn it, you're the one who deserves it!" Liu Fei cursed, and the broken machete called Lei Long and hit Lei Long's machete heavily, but he heard a crisp sound. The machete in Liu Fei's hand was directly split into two segments, while Lei Long's machete changed direction and slashed directly into his neck, and it was inlaid there.

"Liu Fei!" Zhao Mo screamed in pain, and the machete in his hand also slashed towards Lei Long's head. This time, his desire to die was even stronger.

"Ah..." Liu Fei held back the huge pain, suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed Lei Long's arm tightly, and his teeth were even more chewed, while the blood on his neck kept spraying out like a spring water.

"You..." Lei Long wanted to scold you very much, but before he finished speaking, the machete in Zhao Mo's hand had already slashed against his neck. He suddenly paused, and the one hand holding the machete fell down, and there was no longer any rest.

"Brother... I'll leave first..." Seeing Zhao Mo kill Lei Long with one knife, Liu Fei showed a faint smile on his face, and his body fell down like this.

"Don't worry, brother won't let you be lonely!" A tear came out of Zhao Mo's eyes, and then it was steamed by endless anger. His body flashed and he rushed towards the Thunder Eagle, who had already defended his immortality.

Seeing that Zhao Mo and the others actually killed the Thunder Dragon, Lei Ying was still not at all comfortable, but became even more angry. When he saw Zhao Mo rushing towards him, he still did not retreat. He rushed towards Zhao Mo with a sword in his hand. At the fastest degree, he slashed Zhao Mo's shoulder. A blood arrow spurted out, and the sound of bones and machetes rubbing sounded, but Zhao Mo did not hum, and took advantage of this opportunity to stab the machete in his hand directly into Lei Ying's heart.

Lei Ying looked at the machete in disbelief. He had already made a dodge move just now, but why was the knife still penetrated into his heart? How could a person who was seriously injured, a person who was about to die, hurt him?

Blood sprayed out from his heart, and Zhao Mo looked all over his face, while Lei Ying's pupils gradually spread and his consciousness gradually blurred. However, in his dissipated eyes, there was a deep reluctance, unwillingness to his own loss, unwillingness to his own loneliness, and unwillingness to his destiny...

At this time, the members of the Leimen also arrived one by one, and all the weapons in their hands greeted the members of the Xingyao Society. In order to protect Zhao Mo, dozens of younger brothers picked up machetes one by one and even rushed forward with bare hands. They used their shoulders, their arms, and even their heads to block Zhao Mo one after another.

Blood, minced meat, and internal organs were constantly spraying into the air, and the younger brothers from the Star Association fell down. There was no dissatisfaction, no helplessness, no fear in their eyes, and only deep expectations for Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo's heart was completely broken, and tears in his eyes surged down. If you can have so many good brothers in life, what's the fear of death? The anger in his heart turned into infinite power. He was unable to move around half of his body and still pulled out the machete that stabbed Lei Ying's heart, like a beast, and rushed towards the last three people.

With a "swish!", the broken machete instantly slashed through the three people's necks, and three blood arrows shot out at the same time. The weapons in their hands also stabbed into Zhao Mo's body. They slashed their hearts, slashed their necks, and slashed their lower abdomen. Each slash directly penetrated his body, deep... but... they saw... bones, blood kept flowing out of their body, dyeing the void, dyeing the earth, and dyeing everything in the world...

Looking at the Lei Ying lying on the ground and seeing Liu Fei not far away, Zhao Mo couldn't help but look in the direction where Ye Xingchen was, and sighed in his heart: "I'm sorry, Brother Chen, Brother Feng, and Lao Qi, I can't accompany you anymore. You must go to the end and fulfill our childhood wishes. Lao Wu, Lao Six, Lao Eighth, I'm here..." Zhao Mo's body slowly fell down, and his eyes slowly closed. More than ten members of the Xingyao Society who fought with him fell in pools of blood. Before they died, they fought back and killed twice their enemies.

Blood dyed the earth red. The originally quiet street fell into tranquility again. Blood slowly flowed into the underground waterway along both sides of the street. Not far away, a beggar hiding in a garbage dump happened to witness all this. His mouth was big, and it was obvious that it was hard to believe such a fierce battle, but there were tears in his eyes. Is it because of the deep love of brotherhood?

In the night sky, Zi Feng, Wang Xiaohu and Ye Xingchen felt a sharp pain in their hearts at the same time. At this moment, the wind's sword directly cut across Zi Feng's heart, leaving a long trace in his heart, and even a crimson bone could be seen. But he was just the severe wound, and his head involuntarily looked in the direction of Zhao Mo's death, and a line of blood and tears slowly slid from the corners of his eyes.

Lei's punch also hit Wang Xiaohu's chin heavily, and immediately smashed Wang Xiaohu's huge body out. Two teeth fell directly, and his body fell heavily to the ground. However, tears of grief flashed through his tiger's eyes.

Ye Xingchen trembled violently, and his whole heart seemed to be torn apart. Tears inexplicably overflowed in his eyes. It was so crystal clear, so clear, so heartbreaking.
Chapter completed!