The White Tiger Strike is extremely powerful, and the killing of the mist knife will catch you off guard.

The Mist Knife General Palm is extremely high in cultivation. In the entire Cangyan Realm, he can definitely rank first based on his personal cultivation alone.

Not only is his cultivation strong and his realm quite high, the General Palm of the Fog Sword also inherited many secret treasures and strange objects from the Fog Sword inheritance. In terms of means, dozens of ordinary masters from the Heavy Tower Realm will be beaten to pieces by him.

Such a master suffered a great loss under the crack of the White Tiger.

In addition, the "critical" he was injured by Lao Tie just using such despicable means. In anger, the general sword of the mist knife ordered the "Poyuan Blood Qi" that had been practiced with his life.

Wu Tie's right chest was pierced through a blood hole as thick as a fist. Two layers of armor on the front and back were pierced through, and large pieces of flesh and blood, and the bones instantly turned into vanishing. The plasma flowing out of the wound gradually changed from red to clear water.

Everything happened between lightning and fire. Lao Tie was focusing on the two iron balls falling in the air. Suddenly, he heard Wu Tie's groan. He opened his mouth and spit out a bottle of white juice, turned his head and threw it to Wu Tie.

Wu Tie endured the severe pain in his left hand and right chest, widened his eyes, took the medicine bottle, and poured half of the white juice inside onto the wound.

The wound was immediately covered with a layer of translucent pink film, like the blood of a fountain that stopped immediately.

A warm current flowed slowly in the body and gradually gathered towards the wound of the right chest.

The general palm of the mist knife ordered his one arm to take out a bottle of potion, pull out the bottle plug with his teeth, and swallow the bright red potion inside. He was lucky enough to close the blood vessels on the wound on his left arm. He was so painful that he suddenly saw the magical effect of the white juice swallowed by Wu Tie.

He rushed out of his heart in one breath, almost vomiting blood by Wu Tie's magical potion!

Why does this little baby have so many good things on it?

The two iron balls in the sky fell heavily at this time. Two "dongdong" sounds, the two iron balls squirmed rapidly, and their volume quickly expanded and grew larger. In just one breath, the two metal people, who were more than three meters tall and were covered in black, slowly stood up.

The two metal men were roughly human-shaped, but their bodies were slender in proportion, especially their arms almost drooped to the ground.

They were all black and had smooth faces. There was only a blood-colored one-eye that was almost half the length of the face, embedded in the middle of the face. Between the blood-colored vertical eyes opened and closed, a large area of ​​blood rays made the surroundings red.

Accompanied by the strange "gurgling" sound, the strange round shapes in the eyes of the two metal men, and the blood-colored light patterns intertwined up and down of the diamonds locked Lao Tie. They jumped up suddenly and turned into two black whirlwinds and rushed towards Lao Tie.

There were still more than ten meters away from Lao Tie, and two metal men waved their long arms at the same time.

Their tall arms, like four soft whips, brought out a harsh sound of air bursting, and countless afterimages hit Lao Tie.

Lao Tie retreated quickly, a long arm stretched out on his back, countless scales turned open, and dense empty nests appeared. With the sound of "puff" twelve short arrows rushed out with long blood light, covering the two metal people.

Two metal men squatted on the ground suddenly. One of their arms was intertwined, and a large piece of blood was flowing, and a circular pattern appeared on their backs.

Amid the muffled sound of "buzzing", a blood-colored light shield appeared out of thin air, wrapping two metal people inside.

Twelve small arrows exploded, and large blue-white flames covered a radius of hundreds of meters.

Wu Tie hurriedly hid behind Lao Tie when he was igniting these arrows. The tight armor flowed, covering his whole body. The blue-white flames wrapped him and Lao Tie. Under the protection of the armor, Wu Tie just felt the temperature rise around him, making him sweat profusely.

The temperature in the armor was tolerable, and it was not as painful as the dark flames burning on the bones of the left arm.

The blue-white flame lasted for a cup of tea. When the flames gradually dissipated, the two metal men quickly stood up and continued to rush towards Lao Tie and Wu Tie. Countless afterimages of their four arms swung, shattering the air, and hitting them down with a harsh whistle.

Lao Tie suddenly raised his head, and the bloody light flashed in his eyes, which was in contact with the bloody light gushing from the bloody vertical eyes of the two metal people.

Then there was a loud buzzing sound, and a vague murmur came from the two metal humans: "No right...refuse...kill..."

Lao Tie bit his two rows of big teeth together, grinding the sparks everywhere, making a harsh sound of grinding teeth: "Two idiots... who made you? They dared to violate my grandpa's orders... Do you know who I am?"

While shouting, Lao Tie stretched out his arms, and his arms flowed freely on his body, clenched his fists and smashed them into the air.

Lao Tie's attack was also quite impressive. The fist shadows in the sky collided with countless black whip shadows, and a loud thunderstorm sounded in the air. The ground was trembling gently, and there were countless gravels on the ground under Lao Tie's feet. He was smashed back little by little, and several foot marks that were gradually deepening were rubbed on the ground.

Lao Tie was so angry that he cursed angrily. He roared, hissing, his eyes were so angry that blood was shining brightly, illuminating the range of hundreds of meters.

"It's just two ragged things... Is it only worth going to the baggage camp to guard the baggage... Do you dare to disobey my grandfather's orders..." Lao Tie roared incoherently.

There were two ragged items that Lao Tie looked down upon. They beat Lao Tie backed step by step, and the whole body was filled with sparks. Wu Tie even saw extremely small spots on Lao Tie's arms.

The materials used by these two metal men are actually similar to those used by the old iron body.

Even if the quality is not as good as it is, at least it is not far from the same, otherwise it will not cause damage to Lao Tie's strong body.

Lao Tie noticed the traces on his arm faster than Wu Tie, and he was so angry that he cursed.

"A prodigal son, a prodigal son... a group of shameless things... you are crazy about using such high-end materials, or are you crazy about using such high-end materials?"

"'Kaizhi'?'Chaos Transformation'?" The general palm order of the Mist Sword has withdrawn far away, and the three remaining Mist Sword seniors protected him at the core.

Hearing Lao Tie's roar, the mist knife nodded thoughtfully: "It seems that you know a lot of ancient secrets... It would be great if you can capture them alive..."

Lao Tie was roaring, and suddenly his two arms and ten fingers lit up suddenly, and ten red lights that were several meters long spurted out from his fingers.

The red light shook violently, making a buzzing roar. Ten red lights were like ten lightsabers, covering the two metal people along a strange trajectory. The two metal people could not dodge and were cut through their bodies by ten red lights, opening deep cracks on them.

A large amount of juice that was sticky like magma flowed out from the two metal humans. They let out a low roar and their arms suddenly shook.

Just like Lao Tie's mutated ten fingers, the two metal men's arms also spewed out bloody bright light.

The blood-colored light that was several meters long was shaking, like a sharp sword shaking, making a buzzing sound.

Lao Tie screamed strangely: "The person who created you... must be crazy... Just the capacity in your belly... how can you afford to support..."

Before he finished speaking, the lightsword that was spraying out from Lao Tie's ten fingers suddenly dimmed, and his arms hung down weakly.

Lao Tie slapped himself in the face: "The crow's mouth... it's grandpa, I can't hold on for the first time."

Two metal men rushed up, and four blood lights on their four arms flew across, slashing at Lao Tie in a row.

Lao Tie was concerned about Wu Tie standing behind him, and could only use his two arms to cover him left and right. With the sound of hissing, cracks about an inch deep were cut out on Lao Tie's arms and body.

Lao Tie was so angry that he roared angrily, like a crazy dog, barking and cursing.

Wu Tie was trembling all over. This was the first time he saw Lao Tie being truly injured. These two strange objects from ancient times were also possible to seriously injure or even kill Lao Tie!

Their arms were also loaded with powerful weapons from ancient times.

Countless blood lights wrapped around Lao Tie, faintly wrapping Wu Tie inside. Wu Tie widened his eyes and endured the pain from his left arm. He suddenly rolled and rolled out from under Lao Tie's belly. His body almost glided against the ground, and instantly reached the feet of a metal man.

The armor flowed on the left arm, revealing the entire arm wrapped in dark flames.

The skin was burning on his arm, and the bottle of white juice he had just taken was constantly repairing the damaged arm. Wu Tie endured the severe pain from the wound pierced by his right chest and the unbearable itchy itch from the growth of tissues in the wound. He grabbed a metal man's ankle with his left hand.

His left five fingers were shaking violently, and blood-colored light appeared on the surface of the metal man's body, and extremely thin hair-like blood lights crisscrossed, turning into a magnificent and complex pattern array that wrapped the metal man's calves.

Wu Tie's fingers seemed to be grabbing diamonds, and the recoil force made his arm make a "crack" sound.

The metal man suddenly lowered his head, and the cold and ruthless blood light locked Wu Tie. He raised his right arm and was about to cut it with a sword.

Wu Tie screamed, "Break it open!"

He ignored it and threw all the Yuan Gang that he had cultivated in his body over the past few days into his index finger.

The first section of his index finger suddenly lit up a strange light that seemed to contain all colors. The dark light gave people an extremely dazzling illusion. The moment Wu Tie's entire body was swallowed up, the vibration frequency of this finger bone reached an astonishing hundreds of millions of times.

The blood-colored pattern array shattered in a flash. The next moment, the entire right leg of the metal man collapsed from the base of his thigh.

The black thighs exploded into countless metal fragments, and an astonishing amount of light flew out of it, like a vast river of long and mighty rivers swallowed by the first finger bone of Wu Tie's index finger.

Wu Tie's entire left arm ignited a dark flame.

The metal man lost one leg, his body suddenly lost balance, and he fell to one side in a mess.

Two blood lights that looked like substance erupted from Lao Tie's eyes. The blood light cut through the metal man's body like a knife, cutting his right arm to his shoulders.

Wu Tie roared. He endured the pain from the burning of his left arm. He jumped up fiercely, and his left index finger poked his left hand hard on the waist of another metal man. He roared and shouted "Go" with all his strength!

It was like the bone of the left finger that had taken the madness potion was fluctuating at a higher frequency.

With a loud bang, the entire waist of the second metal man shattered and exploded from his waist into two upper and lower bodies.

A large amount of high-temperature juice like magma erupted from the metal man's body, and nearly one-third of his body shattered, turning into streaming light and injecting Wu Tie's left index finger.

The dark flames lit up all over Wu Tie's body.

Wu Tie's body was burned and the blue smoke was bursting out. You could vaguely hear the "hissing" sound similar to the meat slices being thrown on the burned iron plate.

Wu Tie's eyes turned dark, and he could no longer bear the severe pain coming from his body, and his legs fell to the ground.

Lao Tie cursed angrily, his lower arms suddenly raised, and his last twelve arrows flashing with blood roared out of his arms, covering the dense fog knife killer not far away like a headless fly.

For a long time, Lao Tie has been avoiding the Mist Knife Killer who has killed too many times.

He deliberately did not do large-scale damage.

But seeing that Wu Tie was seriously injured and so inexplicably injured, Lao Tie seemed to have broken through some limitations again. He did not hesitate to attack the Mist Knife Killers present.

Tiny blood-colored runes lit up on the twelve arrows, and "beep" sounds kept making in the arrows, as if some strange changes were happening in the arrows.

The arrows swept into bloody arcs and came to the heads of the fog knife killers. With the loud "boom" sound, the arrows exploded.

This time, the explosion-breaking arrows spewed out not blue-white, terrifying but restrained flames, but red, violent and raging rage.

Each arrow burst out, and the red high-temperature flame burst out the shock wave visible to the naked eye, sweeping across a range of hundreds of meters. A large group of fog knife killers roared, and thousands of servants and soldiers wailed, and were engulfed by the flames.

The entire fog knife camp was almost covered with fire.

A large number of fog knife killers and servants with low cultivation were blown to pieces. Those killers and soldiers with strong cultivation were also rushed far away by the flames. The internal organs were violently shaken, and their seven orifices were squirting blood and twitching to the ground.

The explosion was only a moment ago. Lao Tie picked up Wu Tie, whose heat was emitted from his whole body with his arms, turned around and rushed into the nearest corridor entrance.

The mist knife's palm made his face twitch violently, and he roared: "I want to see the corpse when I die, I want to see someone alive... Chase me, kill, kill, kill!"

As soon as the three words "kill" were released, a graceful long chant came slowly from the entrance of another corridor.

"On heaven and earth, I am the only one who lives forever."

A black wooden boat of a hundred meters long glided out of the corridor, and the bow of the boat was filled with gorgeously dressed men, women, and young people.

Then there was another wooden boat, followed by another...
Chapter completed!