"Huh..." The iron man raised his head and looked at the bright moonlight in the sky. "Xiang Yufeng, our unfinished battle was about to be broken today."

When Xiang Yufeng followed the breath and arrived on the rooftop, the iron man had been waiting for a long time.

Xiang Yufeng's face was gloomy. When he saw the iron man on the rooftop, the gloomy feeling became even more intense.

"It was you who led me?" Xiang Yufeng looked at the iron man. Yes, Xiang Yufeng's agility is indeed far beyond ordinary people, but if the iron man had not emitted a breath intentionally or unintentionally to lead Xiang Yufeng to come here, Xiang Yufeng would never have been able to find a target in such a short time.

The iron man twisted the cigarette butt under his feet, took off the long piece of cloth tied with only a cloth strap, revealing the body covered with scars on his upper body. On his chest, a particularly dazzling scar was in the middle of his heart.

The iron man stroked the scar on his chest, with nostalgic expression in his eyes: "This scar has not been with me for a long time, but it is the scar that I remember the most, because the person who gave me this scar is you, the Lord of the Blood Sect, Xiang Yufeng."

Xiang Yufeng was not surprised that the other party could call out his name in one breath. However, judging from the gloomy aura of the other party, it was obvious that it should not belong to the power of the South China Army or Wang Meng.

"Have we seen it?"

"Did you forget?" the iron man yelled, "But, I will never forget the shame that the shot brought to me, Xiang Yufeng, today, I will return all the shame you gave me in Hong Kong to you." As the iron man yelled.

A punch of fist came out from the iron man's tightly wrapped in iron.

His punch was simple and unpretentious without any changes in the slightest fiction. However, as soon as the punch came out, the entire surrounding space seemed to collapse with his fist as the center. All things disappeared and only his iron fist shining with golden light remained.

Unlike the extremely sharp and cold momentum, the attack of the iron man was extremely simple, but the boxing momentum blocked the surrounding space. The person who was attacked had only two ways to go: those who accepted their fate would endure boxing or fight with them head-on, without any room for dodging or skillful tricks to resolve it.

In other words, no matter how fast he is in the face of the attack of the iron man, no matter how subtle and mysterious moves he possesses, he only has one way to deal with it - fight hard with strength.

The iron man's "one punch determines the country" hit was indeed effective. Under the pressure of the mysterious and magical fist, he had to give up the attack of Xiang Yufeng, and turned his claws into fists and fought with Xiang Yufeng's fist without any tricks.

When Xiang Yufeng faced the iron man's fist at that moment, Xiang Yufeng did not choose to escape, but instead went to the other party's fist, and was hard on the right side.

The moment the fist collided with the iron-faced man's fist, Xiang Yufeng's heart flashed with an inspiration, and he couldn't help but curse himself for being stupid. Although the other party's punch was extremely magical, it needed an extremely important basis - power, extremely powerful force, because the result of head-on battle can only be the strong one win. Haotian's battle aura was tailor-made for himself because of his huge power. The opponent had to fight against him with a strong force. The huge power of the opponent would be defeated in one fell swoop.

He turned his hand into a knife and drew a small circle in the void. Haotian's battle energy rushed towards his arms. Haotian's battle energy showed its victory, and suddenly turned around to make Xiang Yufeng stagnate.

Xiang Yufeng's energy penetrated his palm, causing his originally white and tender skin to look dark red. Xiang Yufeng's palms quickly danced forward, and pierced out starlight. His body stagnated and he actually sank into the rising starlight.

With a slight stagnation, Xiang Yufeng's follow-up movements followed completely. The sword light spread out, and the "stars" in the sky merged into the earth, reflecting the stars in the night sky. Is it starlight or palm power light?

Xiang Yufeng's figure reappeared, raised his palm and moved quickly. A plate of bright moon suddenly appeared among the "nebula", as big as a plate, making the "stars" lose their color, and then they saw their half-wire light.

Xiang Yufeng's body slowly rose with the "spots of starlight" and was suspended in the air. He pulled his palm and slashed quickly.

The sword energy broke through the air, approaching the red and floating Xiangyu Peak in front. The ground next to it seemed to have cleared the barriers ahead because of the strong wind breaking through the air. It suddenly felt relaxed and rushed towards Xiangyu Peak in an unmatched speed.

The sharp sword energy with black ripples rushed towards Xiangyu Peak with a stern face. The force streaked through the void. The ground was cut by force, leaving deep knife marks. The dust sand was swept with the sword energy, forming a domineering whirlwind, moving forward with the sword energy.

Xiang Yufeng stared at the approaching sword aura, still standing as strong as a mountain. Xiang Yufeng looked at the expressionless man, because he saw the strong murderous intent in the eyes of the iron-faced man! His expression couldn't help but become particularly serious.

The sword wind gradually approached Xiangyu Peak, and Xiangyu Peak seemed to feel the pressure of the strong wind rushing towards him. Although his feet remained standing, his upper body was slightly leaning back. The red and black air between his hands were constantly entangled. Seeing that the sword energy was about to hit Xiangyu Peak, Xiangyu Peak suddenly shouted loudly, and his palms were pushed out again like a mountain. The extremely powerful palm wind came out instantly, facing the bitter sword wind. The two forces collided in the void, bursting out powerful waves of air, sweeping around.

Seeing the energy he waved, Xiang Yufeng suddenly jumped up, roared through the waves of air that spread in front of him, and slashed down the air with force with a thousand pounds, slashed straight towards the man who was looking for iron-faced.

The iron-faced man held a smile on his lips, pushed his palms to resist the sword wind, and stood upright in the wind, fighting against the rebounding wind, and ignored Xiangyu Peak, which was coming from the sky.

Just when Xiang Yufeng was moved, the iron-faced man indeed made a shocking blow that made Xiang Yufeng feel. His palms suddenly raised, and Xiang Tian suddenly slashed out towards the falling Xiang Yufeng.

The powerful downward momentum and the sudden palm wind of the iron-faced man shot, the two forces met, forming a powerful pressure to force the iron-faced man's body.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Yufeng's mouth. He knew that the battle was over. However, the next moment, Xiang Yufeng's smile frozen on his face.

The iron-faced man did not avoid or dodge, and forced himself to withstand Xiang Yufeng's attack on his body. Xiang Yufeng's power that could gravel and cut off jade did not cause the iron-faced man to suffer any injury.

Xiang Yufeng's expression became solemn at this moment. He looked at the slight scar in the iron-faced man's chest and couldn't help but spit out a few cold words: "You are not a human!"
Chapter completed!