Although Guo Huai and Hao Zhao brought not many people, they were the elite Feixiong Army under Yuan Shu.

When intercepting the enemy, the Feixiong Army's combat power was even stronger, and the Shadow Killing Soldiers could not fight back.

Chen Wu fought against two with a bravery, and in just ten rounds, Hao Zhao shot him into the opposite direction.

His eyes wide open, and he looked at Hao Zhao and Guo Huai angrily, as if he wanted to swallow them alive.

Blood kept pouring out of Chen Wu's wounds, dyeing the land under his feet red.

Guo Huai looked at Chen Wu with an unwilling look on his face and said to him:

"Even if you don't die at the hands of both of us today, you won't have a place to stay.

Our Lord has sent someone to kill the shadows in one go.

If you want to blame, you blame you for casting the wrong master."

"I…"

Chen Wu's blood-stained fingers stretched forward helplessly, as if he was about to say something.

However, the words that came to my mouth were still unable to say them.

Chen Wu's head tilted and his arms drooped weakly.

[Author’s off-topic]: Thank you very much for your true fans who gave Xiaoyi gold tickets, silver tickets, and reading them!

It was already two o'clock in the middle of the night when I finished writing this chapter, and the author still worked very hard.

I have been pushing it in the past two days. I hope my friends can support it more.

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Chapter completed!