"These motherfucking bastards, it's so fucking suffocating, really too suffocating." Ye Dongjian's attack power was gradually weakening, he cursed loudly through his hoarse throat, purely holding on through sheer willpower. His clothes were soaked with his own sweat and the fresh blood of Honghai Association members.
Ye Chenfeng's machete swung once more towards the members of the Honghai Association, the blade slicing across the necks of three members standing almost side by side. Three heads were instantly severed, blood spraying from the necks like fountains.
"Uncle, we must hold on, as long as we get through tonight, I swear I'll make the Xus disappear from this world forever," Ye Chenfeng's cold and angry voice erupted from his throat.
