The tragic appearance of the Iron Guardian was terrifying, and his face after the fire burned was three more hideous and terrifying than that of the devil.

He thought very much about his appearance and felt that the sky had collapsed. From then on, he had to meet people with such a respectful look. There was no hope of living, and only revenge was the only motivation.

The endless cry of resentment echoed between this world, like the curse in the mouth of the most evil ghost, hideous and terrifying.

Even Nangong Yan and the other two couldn't help but shudder when they saw the iron guardian's current madness.

Only Nangong Xian'er in Qiao An's arms let out a very happy laugh after being stunned for a moment: "I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that you planned to plot against me, but you found me a very powerful man. Now I will not only ruin your face, but also take your life!"

"What kind of flame is this? Even a master like the Iron Guardian will take half of his life if he is touched. Why have you never heard of it before?" The remaining guardian of the three who had just reached the early stage of the fifth level asked with a frown, feeling still scared.

Even Nangong Xianer in Qiao An's arms was extremely curious about this: "The surname Qiao, what kind of flame is this? I want to learn it!"

"If you want to learn, no problem. This kind of flame is the crystallization of the magic and martial arts unity that I created. I will teach you back."

Qiao An agreed and added another sentence in his heart, "It depends on yourself if you can learn it."

Nangong Yan heard the strange light from the side and giggled, "Awesome, Brother Qiao is indeed a genius. He has created such a strange science at a young age. I have never seen anyone with his talent for cultivation in my life as superb as you. I actually admire you very much. Why should we fight and kill? How about I serve you with my niece?"

"Bitch, you... are so shameless!" Nangong Xian'er was furious in Qiao An's arms.

Even the iron guardian next to him was furious: "Stinky bitch, I've even burned my face for you, but now you want to throw yourself into the arms of a little brat. It's true that you are ruthless and unrighteous!"

"Hahaha... It's really a good idea," Qiao An laughed happily, stepped forward step by step, regardless of Nangong Xian'er's eyes that were about to spit fire in his arms and continued to speak, "I wonder how you are going to serve me?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became strange. In addition, the battle between the few people was very disturbing, and many people were already protruding their heads outside to see what was going on.

"Then it depends on what kind of tricks Brother Qiao likes..." Before Nangong Yan could finish her sentence, her smirking face suddenly froze. The sense of crisis of death surged in her heart like a tide. Years of hard work played a role at this moment. She showed her feet and used her ultimate light skills lightly, and quickly retreated.

Qiao An suddenly appeared like a ghostly waved the perfect palm as dark and crystal-like jade. The speed was extremely fast, and he almost slapped her on the face. There were wisps of the dark death energy entangled between her fingers, which was only a slight difference from the tip of Nangong Yan's nose.

In order to hit her, Qiao An's inner palm power burst out without hesitation, and a black light palm of several feet large rushed out like a big hand of death.

If she could take a picture of the truth, Nangong Yan would definitely die without a complete corpse. At this critical moment, Nangong Yan suddenly accelerated and created a miracle in the impossible with a fish-like body movement. Her body was incredibly twisted, avoiding this domineering, strange, and deadly palm.

The huge palm force rushes, and a loud "boom" sound, instantly knocking a house not far away into ashes.

Nangong Yan, who was almost escaping, looked at the boy who was not sympathetic at all with a look of shock and anger.

This is different from her estimate. Judging from the scenes I saw at Huxin Pavilion before, this young man is simply an evil spirit, and with a strong blood, he can resist such a proposal.

"Sorry, although your proposal is tempting, I only like virginity."

Qiao An missed a blow and stopped temporarily, watching Nangong Yan's mouth rise, revealing a hint of mocking.

This woman regarded him as those guys who were thinking with her lower body, and thought that by virtue of her ability to control him, Joan naturally had to fight back.

This sentence has extremely high lethality. It is difficult for a beautiful woman, especially a woman who thinks she is beautiful, to accept such words without considering herself very high.

Sure enough, a hint of green air flashed across Nangong Yanying's pretty white face: "Okay, okay, it's different after getting into bed. Xian'er is very capable and makes this bastard loyal."

"Auntie, you are old! You still want to compete with me for a man... Dream!" Nangong Xian'er's voice was crisp and moving, and it spread from afar.

The men who were often peeping at what happened heard their heartbreaking voices. So that's the case? This battle happened because of a mature woman and a girl competing for a husband... What an ethical drama!

"Little girl, I'll tear your mouth apart! Let's get on together, and he still has a burden in his arms, so he can't beat us! Just be careful not to be defeated by each one!"

Nangong Yan pulled out a soft sword from her waist. Under the infusion of the superb skills of the fifth level, the sword burst into an astonishing sharp edge.

With a sword, the red sword energy of nearly ten feet spread across the sky, extremely sharp and domineering.

The remaining Iron Guardian and a powerful man in the early stage of the fifth level and the middle stage of the fifth level took action together. The extremely dazzling sword energy was surging, and the aura of the peerless strong man surged, soaring into the sky on this land, shaking the four directions.

The movement of peerless strong men fighting can't be hidden in the City of Freedom. In fact, some old monsters have noticed the situation here since the beginning. Now both sides have taken all their strength, which makes the ordinary strong men in the city sense clearly and come out to watch the battle.

Faced with the combined attack of four fifth-level powerful men, Qiao An naturally could not take it directly, but unlike ordinary warriors, he had the ability to control the air! If he couldn't stop it, he would dodge it!

In the angry eyes of the four people, Qiao An hugged Nangong Xian'er and flashed lightly into the air. He smiled as the other party's dazzling sword energy left deep pits several feet in size on the ground.

"I'm sorry, you can't hit me!"

Qiao An's body was filled with wind magic, like a light swallow, moving in the air at an astonishing speed, facing several people in several directions, and slapped the palm of the endless death aura gathered in the sound of the cycle of life and death.

The light palm was pitch black, and the entangled Netherworld aura was like thousands of wronged souls, falling down with a whimpering sound that made people's scalp numb.

He has little vitality in his body and needs to solve the battle in the shortest time.

Seeing this, Nangong Yan sneered and hit, "The trick of the devil! I admit that you are a genius, but your performance in battle is ridiculous. Both are fifth-level powerful people, and we practice the most profound mysterious skills. Even if you are martial and demons combined, you don't want to kill the four of us at the same time. If you only continue to do meaningless attacks, I advise you to kneel down and surrender soon!"

Qiao An glanced at her coldly, didn't say anything, or was disdainful of having too many arguments with her on the verbal side. The facts would tell everything.

“Uhhhhhhhhh…”

While Nangong Yan was talking, the four of them wanted to avoid the light palm that Qiao An had hit. As soon as the mid-stage fifth-level guardian moved, a black air suddenly appeared in his heart, piercing along the heart veins, interfering with his movements.

This is the fatal death breath left in the previous fight, and it broke out at a critical moment!

Not only did it delay his departure, but it also temporarily dissipated his body-protecting energy, causing him to be slapped firmly by Qiao An's full strength.

The strange death aura and the terrifying means, the way of life and death will disappear with one palm!

His body shriveled at an astonishing speed under the erosion of death, and his flesh and blood melted, and in a blink of an eye it turned into an old mummy that had been dead for decades.

Then the death aura in the mummy body that swallowed all the life power of the fifth-level master returned and was taken back into his soul by Qiao An. Then life and death transformed, and the black and white light intertwined, and the strong death aura was transformed into part of the life force, allowing the life and death power to rebalance.

At the same time, the soul essence of a fifth-level strongman was settled in Qiao An's body, making him in a great state.

This essence is excellent for deification of acupoints or deduction of martial arts, and can save him a lot of time!

"this......"

"A fifth-level powerful man has fallen..."

"This is the territory of love, desire."

"Hey, isn't that Qiao An, a fifth-level genius strong man from Kamikaze Academy? Who is holding in his arms?"

"I'll go... it was Miss Xian'er from the day..."

......

The battle between the two sides destroyed many buildings, which had attracted many residents of Liberty City to watch. Seeing a fifth-level peerless strong man fall, everyone was shocked.

Especially when he saw Qiao An holding a beautiful and beautiful courtesan in his arms, he slapped a fifth-level peerless man to death with his palm. In an instant, the story of the people who were angrily angry and angry came to the hearts of the melon-eating crowd.

No matter what the story is, today's events will surely shake the world again. In the past decade, no fifth-level peerless powerful man has ever fallen on the mainland.

Unexpectedly, this fifteen-year-old boy in Liberty City once again created a feat and killed a peerless strong man!

It's really invincible!

"Damn it, how is that possible!"

Nangong Yan screamed incredibly, and the remaining early-stage guardians of the fifth-level early stage showed fear and had a hint of retreat. The young man in front of him was too terrible. It would be better to leave Nangong Yan and the iron guardians and escape, and perhaps they could still leave safely!

"Han Shu, don't think about escaping. You have a share in plotting against Nangong Xian'er. This girl will not let you go! Those who know the truth will fight hard with us!"

The Iron Protector knew what this teammate was thinking, and his voice was hoarse at the early stage of the fifth-level guardian. He was already burning all his essence and blood, and was about to hurt Qiao An even before he died.

"Yes, he can fly to the sky. We have no choice but to escape, we can only fight with our backs!"

Nangong Yanjiao shouted, at this moment she was still not as discouraged as others, but instead burst into a strong sense of fighting in desperate situations.

Her mysterious skills are fully utilized in her body, and her cultivation is at its peak. Her graceful body is filled with pink light, which gathers into an invincible sword energy in her hands. When she sets off, it resonates with the heaven and earth.

Even when standing opposite, Qiao An applauded the woman's fighting will at this moment. In contrast, Han Shu, who was in the early stage of the fifth level, and the iron guardian who were both in the fifth level, were much worse.

Han Shu was already timid and was defeated before the battle. In the next battle, if Qiao An was willing, he could be the first to kill him.

As for the Iron Guardian, he was also harsh and weak on the inside. Although he was burning his few lives, he was just trying to take the final revenge before his death with a resentment. He did not have the martial arts belief like Nangong Yan that was integrated into his bones.

"I am a good opponent. In this situation, I have traces of winning the sixth level. It makes me have a real desire to fight."

Qiao An put Nangong Xian'er down and asked her to escape from a distance. He let go of his hands and welcomed the battle in a state of prosperity.

Qiao An's aura changed, his naked upper body muscles swelled like dragons, and his black hair spread on his shoulders was windless, and his dazzling star eyes were filled with a sharp sword-like light.

A martial will that dominates the world accompanied his aura that is like a god or a demon, sweeping across the world like a flood, shocking all directions.

At the moment when confronting Nangong Yan, he seemed to turn into an ancient giant god standing tall, causing everyone watching the battle to urge to worship him.

Nangong Xian'er, who ran away from a distance, glanced back and stopped uncontrollably. Her beautiful eyes were filled with colorful eyes, fascinated by this figure like a monument of martial arts.

At this moment, she was thinking, maybe her aunt's behavior really made her a mistake, maybe...

"Go to die!"

In the confrontation between Nangong Yan and Qiao An, the Iron Guardian could no longer hold back. If he held it back, he would have been greatly injured and was definitely overwhelmed by the momentum of the two. Nangong Yan, a bitch, had no intention of helping him, so he could only hit the last blow of his life here.

In the mouth of the Iron Guardian, a red and beautiful blood turned into a blood sword and spread out into the sky, carrying his strength, his despair and his unwillingness to pour out together.

The self-sacrificing attack of a fifth-level peerless strong man is no one in the same realm, and it is very likely to directly kill a strong man of the same level in a hurry.

Although everyone knows that this blood sword will definitely not kill Qiao An, it should be no problem for him to get hurt and his breath will decline.

Looking at this blood sword that was like a life-seeking ghost.

Qiao An grinned, and in everyone's incredible eyes, he grabbed the body of the lightning-fast blood sword with bare hands.

"Clang!!"

Immediately afterwards, a sound of metal breaking like a peerless divine weapon echoed throughout the battlefield.

The blood sword was broken!

It was simply crushed by Qiao An's bare hands!!

The Iron Protector widened his eyes in disbelief, and then died of anger and died with his eyes open.

Han Shu was completely scared and his whole body was trembling, his face pale: "Impossible, impossible, the blood sword in the natal world is as strong as a divine weapon, and can only be avoided! Since ancient times, many opponents died in love, and this move of desire... Now it is... impossible..."

Qiao An smiled at Nangong Yan's equally shocked gaze: "I have a good idea, but unfortunately, I am too weak. You are all too weak, and even if you do, you will not hurt me. I just avoided you just because I didn't want to hurt Xian'er, otherwise it would be enough for me to retreat!"

As he said that, he spread out his palms that followed the Blood Sword, and except for a white mark left on the palm, he didn't even scratch his skin.
Chapter completed!