The lowered left hand was finally raised.

The sickle blade of curved light instantly rotated into a knife wheel!

The figure distorted in everyone's eyes and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

The light wheel flashed by.

The iron tiger crashed into the ground, and a shrill cry rang out.

"ah!"

"My arm!"

Youshijun, who didn't see what just happened at all, quickly turned his head to look.

Mu Fan casually held a silver-white metal arm in his right hand, turned around and said indifferently: "Are you looking for it?"

Tiehu's eyes suddenly widened.

Mu Fan flashed a trace of ridicule in his eyes and threw it away...

The arm was thrown directly into the cliff in front of everyone's eyes.

Tiehu's body stiffened, his eyes turned blood red in an instant, he jumped up suddenly, and his remaining left hand turned into a giant hammer and smashed it down.

However, the dark golden figure with mocking eyes disappeared again, silently.

A foot suddenly appeared on the chest of the charging Tiehu...

A hard step!

Boom!

Amidst the sound of metal vibrating, dents visible to the naked eye emerged.

Tiehu was kicked back from sprinting and fell to the ground.

When he wanted to get up again, the twisted green light solidified from in front of him.

The nightmare-like figure stood quietly in front of him, lowered his head and looked down, holding the Curved Light Scythe high in the air with his left hand.

The two moon blades disappeared, leaving only the flickering green light at the tip, and then...

Stab violently!

"ah!"

Tiehu, with his metal body, felt pain again.

The dark gold short stick penetrated his abdomen without any obstruction, nailing his entire body to the ground.

When the short stick sank into his body, the liquid metal that he was proud of was squirming crazily, but it perfectly... avoided the short stick.

The area where the green light passed through was constantly corroding his body!

The severe pain came from around the dark gold short stick.

"ah!!!"

Under severe pain, Tiehu struggled to get up.

However, Mu Fan let go of his hand and allowed the curved light sickle blade to pin the opponent.

He raised his right foot and hung it on Tie Hu's face, and an indifferent voice came:

"I thought you weren't afraid of pain."

boom!

He stepped down hard.

Half of Tiehu's metal face collapsed in an instant, and all Tiehu's sounds were blocked.

The liquid metal began to squirm crazily, but as soon as his vision recovered, he saw the same sole of a foot again.

"The bastard of the Blood Fang Group... you were lucky that you didn't die in my hands at that time."

boom!

That half-iron face was trampled to pieces again.

The tyrannical momentum suppressed the entire audience at this moment.

Mu Fan's eyes were cold.
Chapter completed!