Mei Zhikang couldn't stand up any longer. Big head stood on the side of Mei Zhikang. His body was covered with blood. Even if it was rain, it could not completely wash away the blood on his body. Behind Mei Zhikang, six or seven members of the Blood Sea stood there. Around them, five or six people were lying on the ground. The expressions of these people were quite calm, and their eyes fell on Mei Zhikang. Soon, these people walked behind Wang Long and stood there, "Life is the Blood Sea Man, and death is the Blood Sea Soul. You are the person who inherited the Blood Sea Mantra by Master Wei. No one else can accept it except you."

Several people looked in their thirties, with a calm expression, "We have been waiting for this day for a long time, Brother Long."

Wang Long looked at the person behind him, and then looked at the other side, Mei Zhikang, the only man standing still.

Mei Zhikang laughed "hehe" and he looked at the people around him. He roared, his eyes widened and rushed up at A Shui. Just as he moved, the big clock, big head, A Shui, all three of them went up. The three of them surrounded Mei Zhikang again. Mei Zhikang attacked A Shui and his group of three like crazy. One person fought with these three people. He didn't have much time. He accidentally, the big clock stabbed a dagger from behind into his back shoulder. In addition

On the one hand, A Shui hit his neck with a dagger. He hid very quickly, and the dagger cut his cheek. On the other hand, Big Head thrust into his waist with a dagger. Mei Zhikang roared "ah", turned around and kicked Big Head down on Big Head's belly, and kicked Big Head away. At the same time, A Shui kicked Mei Zhikang down on the waist with one kick. This kick was accurate, just where the dagger was pierced into his waist. This kick directly kicked Mei Zhikang to the ground.

A Shui and his group stood there again, looking at Mei Zhikang lying on the ground. Soon, Mei Zhikang covered his waist and climbed up again from the ground with great difficulty. He smiled, his face full of blood. Looking at A Shui Dazhong and his group opposite, he couldn't stand even if he stood up. His eyes widened, and he was very heroic. "If you want to pass by your grandfather, just walk from your grandfather's body!"

Mei Zhikang's eyes were covered with blood. He gritted his teeth and got up again, "Ah!!" He rushed up again at A Shui and the others.

A Shui and the people on the side were also anxious, "Give me my brother's life back!" A Shui also yelled, and he was also anxious, and then Datou and Dazhong, the two of them also went up from the side. The three of them fought with Mei Zhikang again. This time, Mei Zhikang no longer had any ability to resist. He saw A Shui and the others stabbing their daggers constantly on Mei Zhikang's body. The three of them surrounded Mei Zhikang in the middle, and the daggers stabbed down one after another. Mei Zhikang roared and waved his arms. For a few seconds, the three of them stopped their hands. Dazhong wiped the corner of his mouth, panting, looking at Mei Zhikang over there.

A Shui and Datou, the two of them also stood aside, "clicking" with a thunder. A lightning flashed across the sky, and Mei Zhikang was still standing there. Soon, he smiled, and the blood from the corners of his mouth slowly flowed out. Slowly, he knelt on the ground. Soon, he fell into the rain. He widened his eyes, with unwilling expression on his face.

"This madman has no way to keep a living." A Shui's voice was not loud. "If we were thrusting our hands and feet, we would be hurt by him."

At this time, Wang Long slowly walked to Mei Zhikang's side. He squatted down slowly. He pulled out the dagger from his shoulder. It was a little painful. He gritted his teeth and held on. He closed Mei Zhikang's eyes.

He looked at Mei Zhikang on the ground. The scene just now appeared in his mind. A few minutes ago, heavy rain invaded the basin.

Wang Long and his group were walking forward. As they walked, they suddenly saw five or six figures surrounding a big man in the middle. The big man was particularly familiar. The big man was holding a dagger in his hand, and several people were lying around him. At this moment, he heard a loud roar from the side, "Fight with them." Then many people rushed out on both sides. Wang Long turned around and shot a man's head. Then a person from the side came up and stabbed Wang Long's shoulder. As soon as he bit his wrist, the gun in Wang Long's hand fell to the ground. Wang Long turned around and punched the man's belly. He took out the dagger from his pocket, turned his head and shot at the neck of another person next to him, and a dagger was slashed on it.

A Shui and the big clock on the side moved in an instant. The group of people were holding weapons in their hands. At such a close distance, it was inappropriate to use guns. Everyone took out the daggers, and more than ten people rushed out around them. The more than ten people surrounded Wang Long and his group, and there were sounds of chopping and slaughtering everywhere. Soon, people fell down one by one.

When Wang Long grabbed a person's neck and stabbed him seven or eight times with a dagger, he loosened the person's neck. The man's body slowly slid down. He turned his head to look around. There were many corpses lying on the ground. At this time, they looked at Mei Zhikang, who was surrounded by the crowd not far ahead.

Mei Zhikang was surrounded by those people. He turned around and saw Wang Long. He smiled at Wang Long and stretched out his middle finger at Wang Long. Around Mei Zhikang, there were a few people in the same clothes standing.

"Brother Long." Several people on the opposite side said uniformly, "We are from the Sea of ​​Blood, we are yours." The people on the other side had little voice, but it was obvious that this was the old man from the Sea of ​​Blood. At this time, he returned to Wang Long's tent.

Wang Long nodded and stretched out his hand at them. Soon, the people surrounding Mei Zhikang retreated. Several corpses had fallen beside Mei Zhikang. Wang Long looked at Mei Zhikang. Wang Long always admired this man very much. "It's this time, are you still trying your best?"

Mei Zhikang smiled, "Everyone has the belief that everyone will live, everyone has what everyone must do. What I want to do today is to stay here and not let you continue to move forward. If you pass by, I will die."
Chapter completed!