Clang clang clang clang~~~!!
Countless attacks came down like a raging storm. Every second, Qiong Jing and He Ying faced innumerable strikes.
All of their companions around them had died!
The few Hall of Fame Members who had followed them here had already been reduced to dust. Only the two of them remained.
Shadows flickered before them. Blood blurred their vision, and they could no longer make out their opponents' movements.
The star power in their bodies was nearly depleted in such a short time. They knew they would not be able to hold on much longer.
"Brother Qiong Jing, looks like the two of us are going to die here this time."
He Ying shouted loudly. Qiong Jing fiercely wiped the blood from his face, revealing a resolute expression.
"There's no chance left. I'll self-detonate and buy you an opportunity. Get into the city immediately and fight in the streets. Lin Zhen is still outside. He's very strong and will definitely come to support us. The longer we hold out, the better our chances of surviving."
"Bah! Do I look like someone afraid of death? If we're dying, then we die together! And we'll drag a few of them down with us!"
Qiong Jing looked back at He Ying. "Fine, then we'll self-detonate together! Let's give them a grand firework display they'll never forget!"
Having made up their minds, the two prepared to charge forward together.
Two streaks of light flashed past. At the critical moment, Lou Jialuo and Ying Sha struck together, the light piercing through both men's hearts!
Qiong Jing and He Ying fell backward, feeling endless darkness rush over them.
"We... did our best!"
Thud! Thud!
The two fell into the dust.
The final Guardians at the west gate had fallen.
The Endless Race in the