The crimson Shadow of Asura directly withstood the onslaught, the pure white giant blade light came from the south sky, and then there was the ferocious flying head giant barbarian, three powerful warriors from the Fierce Realm fully opened their fire and launched an attack on the golden giant.
Under the golden fist shadows, Feng Wentong shed bloody tears amidst smiles. In his lifetime, he had seen glory and humiliation, wisdom and foolishness.
But in the final moments of life, he had two good brothers fighting alongside him. His life was not lived in vain.
His spiritual power had run dry, even his vital blood was devoured by the Shadow of Asura, but he knew that he couldn't die now, because he had to block the golden giant's frontal attack for his brothers.
"By my flesh and spirit..." Feng Wentong's eyes flashed with determination. Since his brothers were to battle, he would burn everything to open a window of victory for them!
