Not only did their advancement speed exceed Ye Fan and his team's imagination, but they also launched attacks on Ye Fan and his team without fear of death.

Waves of fighting hit them like an endless flood.

The elites of the five families were struggling hard in the whirlpool of the flood.

And every fight gives the other blood medicine sect teams time to bite.

The enemy bites more and more.

"The strong man has his arm broken!"

After once again killing a group of disciples of the Blood Medicine Sect, Tang Shi'er pulled Ye Fan forward while watching the enemy in the distance make a faint sound.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jackal left with more than twenty nephews and nephews of the Wang family. He drew his swords and guns and showed an expression that one man is invincible and invincible.

Everyone's face showed a determination to die, and there was no sign of shrinking back.

After walking more than a hundred meters, at a turning point in the road, Tang Shi'er paused his head slightly.

Zhu Yinshan stopped with a dozen of his disciples.

After walking two hundred meters, Zheng Fei turned around with dozens of Zheng's children and looked resolutely at the road.

Not long after, Yuan Yijian also quietly hid in a rockery with the swordsmen of the Yuan family.

Arriving at the door of the sacrificial hall, Tang Shi'er said lightly: "Tang Zhan, prepare to sacrifice!"

"clear!"
Chapter completed!