The giant hammer roared against the rock.

Iron Armor grinned, with cruelty and indifference in his smile.

Lin Mang's legs were covered with a hurricane force and he instantly avoided the blow.

At this time, Yang Xuancheng's voice came along with the sound of the piano.

"I brought the iron armor back from the border."

"He has been extremely powerful since he was a child. He has also practiced Shaolin, Kongtong, and Wudang martial arts. He is now at the ninth level of Tiangang."

"The innate Qi he has cultivated is difficult for even ordinary masters to break."

"Master Lin, I advise you to give up."

There was a hint of confidence in Yang Xuancheng's words.

If he hadn't been wearing iron armor, he wouldn't have come to this place.

Lin Mang's figure retreated in the air, looking intently at the armor wielding a giant hammer below.

At this moment, there was a faint aura flowing around his body.

Those Gang Qi spread three feet away from the body, faintly driving the vitality of heaven and earth.

Lin Mang's figure flashed and he slashed at the armor with his sword.

But when the sword struck three inches away from him, it stopped suddenly, as if it struck an invisible wall.

This time, Lin Mang saw it more clearly.

The moment his sword hit, all the energy was concentrated under that sword.

Gang Qi is constantly adding up!

There was a loud roar of wind in my ears.

Lin Mang slashed out with his sword, his blood boiling all over his body, and strength surging between his arms.

"boom!"

The ground beneath the two of them instantly sank three inches, and the surrounding ground was cracked like a spider web.

Immediately afterwards, another hammer came angrily.

What this hammer uses is not the hammer technique, but the path of Shaolin's Vajra Palm.

The terrifying Gang Qi condensed into a terrifying hammer mark dozens of feet tall. The moment it landed, the mountains trembled slightly.

However, the next moment,

A shocking sword intent erupted.

The Xiuchun Dao in Lin Mang's hand was suspended in the air, exuding the purest and most powerful pure Yang energy around his body.

The sword intent gathers between heaven and earth!

Lin Mang's realm quietly crossed over and climbed to the ninth level of Tiangang.

At that moment, the world seemed to be plunged into deathly coldness.

Bloodthirsty and crazy evil spirits are everywhere.

A smile suddenly appeared on Lin Mang's calm face.

A flash of extreme golden light cut through the darkness.

A sword like a rainbow cut through the void.

The light of the sword turned into a golden light, cutting through the protective aura of the armor.

Lin Mang's figure followed the light of the sword and came behind Tiejia.

But the real murderous intention does not come from this sword, but from the silver light hidden behind the golden sword light.

Divine Sword Cut!

This is the fatal blow that truly breaks the Gangqi.

The full moon scimitar hung in Lin Mang's palm, with some blood stains on it.

Behind Lin Mang, the armor still maintained its hammer-swinging posture, motionless.

After counting the interest,

The faint sound of flesh and blood tearing suddenly sounded.

A trace of blood appeared on Tie Jia's neck.

Immediately afterwards, the blood stain quickly enlarged.

The next moment, the angry-eyed head soared into the sky.

Blood spurts out from the huge body!

"Bang!"

The heavy body hit the ground heavily, raising some smoke and dust.

[Energy Points +90000]

The sound of the piano has stopped.

There was a trace of trance in Yang Xuancheng's expression.

The sight before him seemed a little unbelievable to him.

He knew the strength of Iron Armor very well, even ordinary masters could not break the aura of his cultivation.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps like heavy stones falling to the ground exploded in his ears, causing him to wake up with a start.

Yang Xuancheng's face darkened, he stood up, pretending to be calm and said: "I didn't expect Mr. Lin to be so powerful. I am willing to lose in this round."

"See you in the capital!"

Lin Mang sneered, and his figure flashed, arriving in an instant.

At this moment, Lu Luo, who was standing next to Yang Xuancheng, stood up and shouted angrily: "What a shame!"

"My young master is the son of Mr. Yang, the Minister of Household Affairs!"

"Bitch!!"

Yang Xuancheng's mouth twitched.

Lin Mang looked away with cold eyes, looking solemn.

His hands were like a dragon rising out of the sea, and he suddenly grabbed Lu Luo's neck.

Luluo's pupils shrank sharply, and she subconsciously slapped her palm.

But Lin Mang's speed was even faster, and terrifying power erupted from his palms between lightning and flint.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Pothos' neck was crushed to pieces.

Throwing the body away casually, Lin Mang said with a smile: "It seems that I caught a big fish this time."

"The son of the Minister of the Ministry of Finance is really surprising."

Yang Xuancheng staggered and took a step back. Although his expression was panicked, he was still calm.

After all, he comes from a big family, and his knowledge is very comparable to others.

Yang Xuancheng straightened his clothes and said calmly: "Mr. Lin, please make an offer!"

"How much is my life worth!"

Lin Mang slowly put away the knife and asked with a smile: "Is your life valuable?"

Yang Xuancheng nodded and said, "It should be very valuable."

"Master Lin, since my identity is clear, I don't think there is any need to cause too much embarrassment."

His father was a minister, with a high and powerful position. Even if he was a governor, he would still be given a small amount of support, let alone a guard with thousands of households.

Yang Xuancheng quickly calmed down from the initial panic and said confidently: "One million taels!"

"I wonder what Mr. Lin thinks?"

"Of course, if it's not enough, you can add more. In fact, we are not unable to cooperate."

"If Mr. Lin needs it, I can come forward and intercede for you in front of my father."

Yang Xuancheng looked at Lin Mang and talked happily.

In his view, there is no such thing as money to settle injustice in this world.

If not, it must be because you don’t have enough money.

Lin Mang's expression suddenly became playful, and he said with a half-smile: "One million taels?"

"For the dignified son of the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, this price is too low, isn't it?"
To be continued...