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Xiao Feng crawled out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, stuffed the scattered package of letters into his arms, and whispered, "Don't worry, brothers. I will send you letters after I kill all those beasts!"

He had no time to grieve before he rushed to the next battlefield.

When he finally arrived at the battlefield where Yu Beiming was, he saw that the entire mountaintop had been cut off, the ground was cracked, and fire was raging.

There were several corpses of big monsters on the ground, bloody and mangled, looking extremely horrifying.

Yu Beiming pressed his sword against the dragon's open mouth and shouted, "A monster from the West dares to call himself a dragon in China?"

The evil dragon roared in pain, flapped its wings behind it vigorously, and flew into the air with Yu Beiming.

It gurgled in its throat as it gathered strength to launch an attack. A faint glow of fire appeared, and it wanted to spit out fireballs again.

Yu Beiming knew that he could not give it a chance, so he quickly drew his sword and flew back dozens of meters. He concentrated all his life's spiritual power into the sword, and the long sword instantly turned into a huge lightsaber, slashing towards the evil dragon with overwhelming momentum.

The evil dragon's fireball had just rolled into its mouth and was about to erupt when its neck was cut off by a sword. The fireball, which had no time to erupt from its mouth, exploded with a bang, and the evil dragon's body turned into blood rain and minced meat in mid-air.

Before Yu Beiming could react, a strong murderous aura suddenly came from behind him.

The next moment, Yu Beiming suddenly pushed him away with great force: "Uncle, be careful!"

When Yu Beiming and others turned around, they saw Xiaofeng spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his body fell from the air like a withered leaf.

It's the Yamata no Orochi!

The cunning monster pretended to be dead just now, and when Yu Beiming was killing the evil dragon, he suddenly attacked from behind.

Xiaofeng pushed Yu Beiming away and used all his strength to try to resolve this move.

Unfortunately, the strength of Yamata no Orochi was beyond his ability to contend with.

Although Yu Beiming was saved, Xiaofeng's own internal organs were shattered. His whole body was limp and he could no longer exert any strength.

"breeze!"

Yu Beiming roared, swung his sword, and chopped off several heads of the Yamata no Orochi that was about to escape. The fat snake body kept rolling and twitching, and the blood turned into heavy rain and fell on the black ground.

"Xiaofeng!" Yu Beiming quickly jumped up and caught Xiaofeng.

"You will be fine. I will give you spiritual power and heal your wounds!" But no matter how much spiritual power Yu Beiming gave him, it had no effect.

Xiao Feng's internal organs were damaged. His spiritual roots were completely destroyed and he could no longer absorb any spiritual energy.

"Don't waste your energy... ahem, can I call you Master? Just once!"

This time, Yu Beiming nodded with tears in his eyes.

"Master, Master!"

Xiaofeng smiled, like a child who had eaten candy.

"Master, after I die, you should take in another disciple. Otherwise, how are you going to spend such a long time?"

Even at the last moment, Xiaofeng was still worried about him, afraid that he would be lonely and helpless in the future.

Xiaofeng really wants to stay with his master, no matter how many years or in what capacity.

But, it was impossible, his consciousness slowly dissipated, his soul separated from his body, and flew away uncontrollably.

Finally, he saw the master slowly put down the corpse in his arms, picked up the sword again, stood up shakily, and turned to face the setting sun in the distance.

In the distance there were the howling of werewolves and the foul smell of vampires.

Night is about to fall and a new battle is about to begin.

Yu Beiming stood alone with a sword under the blood-red sky, with the thick smoke of gunpowder behind him.

His old-fashioned black gown had long been stained with blood, which then dripped down the corners of his clothes and soaked the ground beneath his feet.

A sharp voice came from a distant hilltop: "Yu Beiming, all your people are dead. The blood clan has joined forces with the werewolves and assembled a large number of troops. Get out of the way if you know what's good for you, otherwise we will eat all your flesh and suck all your blood!"

Yu Beiming was alone, standing on this blood-stained land with a sword in hand, his voice loud and clear:

"Even if we fight to the last soldier, as long as my sword is still there, you will not be allowed to set foot on the land of China!"

Finally, Xiaofeng saw tens of thousands of werewolves rushing towards him from the end of the horizon.

The wind whimpered as if it was crying, and the earth shook as if it was trembling.

Yu Beiming was not afraid at all, and he faced forward with his sword...

The next moment, Xiao Feng was sucked into a gate of light. The corpses of the big monsters on the ground disappeared, the group of werewolves disappeared, and the master... also disappeared.

The previous scene suddenly disappeared, all the lights went out, leaving only pitch darkness where one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

"Master, Master! Where is this place? Let me out quickly, I want to help Master! There are so many enemies, how can he defeat them all by himself? Let me out, let me out!"

Xiaofeng struggled to get out, but there was darkness all around him and he could not see the direction or find a way out.

Later, he finally slowly faced the reality and knew that he was dead and could never return to the world of the living.

The doors of reincarnation opened one by one, some were bright and transparent, some were dark and depressing, and some were filled with a foul smell.

Ghosts can't wait to step into their own reincarnation and start a new life.

Only Xiaofeng lingered for a long time, still unwilling to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

"You bold little ghost, why don't you enter the reincarnation? Do you know how many ghosts want to enter the reincarnation door in front of you but cannot?"

In front of Xiaofeng was a reincarnation door shining with golden light. Even though he didn't understand anything, he could probably guess that there should be a very wealthy life on the other side of the door.

But he was not curious at all. He asked loudly: "Can I see my master again in the next life? My master is Yu Beiming, and he is the patron saint of the human world."

A solemn and majestic voice answered him: "The past is all in the past, and the next life does not depend on the path of this life!"

"Just can't do it?" Xiaofeng was a little disappointed.

Suddenly he raised his head and said loudly: "I am willing to use all my life's merits to exchange for a reunion with my master in the next life."

No one responded.

Xiao Feng continued: "If the merits are not enough, you can add something else. Any price is fine!"

Still no one responded.

The golden light in the gate of reincarnation ahead spun into a turbine, bringing with it a huge pulling force, trying to pull him in.

Xiao Feng struggled hard while shouting, "Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced God, King of Hell! Is there anyone here? Please answer me. How can I meet my master again?"

"Did you hear me, old King of Hell? I said I don't want to enter the reincarnation cycle! Can we have a good negotiation?"

"As long as I can meet my master again, I will be willing to become a beast! King of Hell, Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced, come out and say something!"

"Hey, hey, did you hear that? Answer me, do you have any manners? Damn!"

"If you have the guts, old King of Hell, come out and I will fight you in a duel!"

The next moment, the Gate of Reincarnation in front suddenly changed. It was no longer shining with golden light, but a pitch-black door.

Before Xiao Feng could react, he was instantly sucked in...