Seeing the martial artist from the Iron Armor Dynasty pounced towards Jiang Yun, He Lianfeng felt a little confused.

However, in the end he did not take action and helped Jiang Yun.

The martial artist of the Iron Armor Dynasty is no weaker than He Lianfeng. If he helps Jiang Yun, he will offend all the martial artists of the Iron Armor Dynasty.

Although He Lianfeng likes Jiang Yun in his heart, he is unwilling to take this risk.

"Take the initiative to admit defeat, and then kneel in front of the third prince, apologize and admit your mistake. I can consider letting you go."

The martial arts practitioner appeared in front of Jiang Yun after a few breaths.

"dream!"

Jiang Yun moved her delicate body and rushed out. She held a silver spear in her hand and used a very good marksmanship. She fought with this martial artist from the Iron Armor Dynasty.

clang, clang, clang!

The spear stabbed the man's iron armor and could not penetrate his defense at all, but it only splashed a series of sparks.

After dozens of rounds, crystal beads of sweat had already shed on Jiang Yun's fair and pretty face.

Her breathing began to become rapid, and the vital energy in her meridians gradually could not be supported.

"You are still far from fighting with me!"

The martial artist from the Iron Armor Dynasty snorted coldly, grabbed Jiang Yun's spear with his right hand, and shocked her back more than ten meters away. Her throat became sweet and her mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

At this moment, Jiang Yun's arms were numb and her bones seemed to be about to move.

"Don't get out of here!" the martial artist shouted coldly.

His strength is stronger than He Lianfeng, how could Jiang Yun be his opponent?

Jiang Yun gritted her silver teeth, glanced at Xiao Wuji who was experiencing it, and fought in front of him again.

"Hmph, since you are looking for death, this time, I won't show mercy!"

After saying that, his figure rushed out like a tiger, swung his fists and smashed it hard towards Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun mobilized the last power in her body and tried her best to resist, hoping to win more time for Xiao Wuji.

clang!

The spear in her hand was knocked out and she was completely at a disadvantage at this time and was almost hit by her opponent.

"Senior Brother, if we don't take action, Junior Sister Jiang will be in danger. No matter what, she is also from our Zhenwu Sect Mansion!" An inner disciple said anxiously.

"Watch it and see!" Ye Dongchen's eyes were very calm, as if he was watching two irrelevant people fighting.

Bang!

The next moment, Jiang Yun's defense had a loophole. She was seized by her opponent and slapped her on the shoulder with a palm. She flew backwards, and could no longer hold back a mouthful of blood and sprayed it out directly.

Seeing this scene, He Lianfeng's eyes froze, but he still didn't have the courage to stand up in the end and did not dare to offend the Iron Armor Dynasty.

"I want to see her body." At this time, the third prince of the Iron Armor Dynasty said in a low voice.

Hearing this, the martial artists of the Canglang Dynasty immediately showed a gloating expression.

Jiang Yun was a member of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If he was seen by the third prince of the Iron Armored Dynasty in full view of everyone, it would be a huge humiliation to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

After hearing this order, the martial artist from the Iron Armor Dynasty showed a playful smile on his face.

He picked up Jiang Yun's silver spear and walked towards her with a wicked smile.

"Senior Brother, I can't bear this matter. If Junior Sister Jiang is defiled by them, our Zhenwu Sect Mansion will be shamed, and the Great Zhou Dynasty will not be glorious!" The disciple of Zhenwu Sect Mansion said indignantly.

"Stop! You should stop!"

Ye Dongchen clenched his fists and said.

Seeing Ye Dongchen finally spoke, Jiang Yun also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved.

These fellow disciples are not cold-blooded animals after all.

The third prince of the Iron Armored Dynasty stood up, more than ten feet tall and burly, giving people a strong sense of visual impact.

"Ye Dongchen, you should be able to represent the top combat power of the younger generation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, right?"

"Do you dare to compete with me?"

The third prince of the Iron Armor Dynasty had muscles all over his body, and the breath of the second level of Wuling Heaven was released without reservation.

The people from the Canglang Dynasty retreated, with a look of fear on their faces.

At this moment, Ye Dongchen looked like a deflated ball.

He only has the realm of the first level of Wu Ling, how could he be his opponent?

What's more, there are two martial spirit powerhouses in the Iron Armor Dynasty!

"Hmph, waste!"

Seeing Ye Dongchen retreating, the third prince of the Iron Armor Dynasty snorted coldly, his voice very disdainful.

"Continue, I want to look at her body!" The third prince said to the martial artist.

The disciples of Zhenwu Sect’s Mansion were almost bitten, but Ye Dongchen did not allow them to do it.

Once the fight starts, all of them will probably be wiped out.

The strength of these people in the Iron Armor Dynasty is definitely not something they can compete with.

Seeing Ye Dongchen and others being cowardly, Jiang Yun felt extremely desperate.

The martial artist walked to Jiang Yun step by step, and when he reached out to pick up Jiang Yun's clothes, a voice that was extremely cold suddenly resounded!

"Do you want to die?"

Xiao Wuji opened his eyes and grabbed the silver spear!

It was during this period that Jiang Yun fought for him that he accepted all the inheritance of the great master of swordsmanship and obtained his final sword intent initiation.

The last sword intent initiation took a long time. The power was now gathered in Xiao Wuji's body and was being frantically transported to the Dantian position by his ten dragon veins.

This energy is enough to support him and break through to the fifth level of the Martial Arts.

At the last moment, Xiao Wuji also knew that the great master of swordsmanship was named Wen Buer.

A very ordinary name, like the loess everywhere, was given by his parents who had never studied.

Xiao Wuji remembered this name, Wen Buer was considered half of his teacher.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp splendor burst out from his eyes like a substance.

The martial artist from the Iron Armor Dynasty was shocked by Xiao Wuji's changes.

However, when he noticed Xiao Wuji's breath and was only at the fourth level of the martial arts master, his face showed a cold murderous intent.

How dare you jump around in front of him if you are the trash from the fourth level of the martial arts master?

Do you think your life is too long?

"I see, you are the one who seeks death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the martial artist punched him hard, and a sharp sound of air tearing around him appeared.

He Lianfeng sneered in his heart: "It's better to beat him to death!"

"Things that don't know what's alive."

Seeing Xiao Wuji awakening and blocking the martial arts cultivator for him, Jiang Yun was first happy, and then worried.

"My junior brother, don't be careless. His strength is stronger than mine!"

Jiang Yun said loudly.

Xiao Wuji didn't have time to pay attention to Jiang Yun, so he quickly activated the vital energy in his body and condensed a piece of Yuanli armor.

The martial arts cultivator's fist hit Xiao Wuji's shoulder, and suddenly, the Yuanli armor shattered, and Xiao Wuji let out a muffled groan.

But at the same time, Xiao Wuji punched out fiercely and smashed straight into the abdomen of the martial artist.

Drilling Wave Fist, ten levels of dark power!
Chapter completed!