"Chu Ying!!"

"Zhou Qiong"'s eyes were red with anger. He stretched out his hand to protect, but in the end he was too powerless to do it. In the end, he could only vent his grief and anger on the Mechanical Arhat.

In the dream space, Chu Ying covered her face in embarrassment. The captain's heartfelt acting made it difficult for her to watch.

More and more people were injured, and even a saint-level strongman like Yan Ming found it difficult to withstand so many mechanical Arhats.

Bang!

A mechanical arm covered in flesh and blood slammed into his chest, knocking him flying. A large area of ​​his chest collapsed, and blood gushed out of his mouth mixed with some internal organs and flesh.

But he had no time to catch his breath, because just as he fell to the ground, two mechanical Arhats came to his side and smashed his head with their thick mechanical arms.

Yan Ming showed a look of despair, my life is over!

At this critical moment, a black umbrella fell from the sky, boom! !

Block all the attacks of the Mechanical Arhat.

Yan Ming stared blankly at the old figure in front of him. His thin body was unusually tall and straight. He held a black umbrella in one hand, like an indestructible mountain blocking in front of him.

Outside the umbrella, there were constant shouting, screaming, and fighting sounds.

It was like another world inside the umbrella, quiet and peaceful, which made Yan Ming feel an irresistible sense of security.

"Zhou..." He opened his mouth and an old voice sounded.

"Chu Ying is dead. I failed to protect her. Now... I don't want anyone to die in front of me." Su Mutou did not reply.