It didn't open, but contracted extremely.

This makes Gu Shen's fall faster!

There was a "boom" sound.

A snow-capped mountain wall was blown to pieces!

Mr. Zhuo's face was gloomy, and the speed of his small sword also increased, just like Gu Shen... He was really jealous now, and there was no way he would let Gu Shen escape no matter what!

The two of them fell together, speeding up and speeding up again!

Dozens of thunder lights surged out, but unfortunately Gu Shen could always speed up again at the critical moment. Before these dozens of thunder lights hit the stone wall, Gu Shen had already fallen to the snowy ground——

Something unexpected happened.

The huge spread wings suddenly flapped.

The wind is blowing against the wind.

In an instant, Gu Shen's speed dropped to the extreme.

He raised his hands and made a "pressing the ground" motion. In fact, these palms just touched the snowfield exactly. Because the distance was perfectly controlled, the thick snow layer was not broken at all.

Gu Shen's extended palms were not actually for pressing.

But lift it!

Go and lift!

The huge wings of truth rolled against the wind and snow, and with the movement of Gu Shen's hands, millions of frosty snow rolled out from the bottom of the snow field, along with thousands of tiny rays of iron light!

Due to the presence of the five major families and the activities of foreign forces, the tundra area has never been peaceful, and there are countless broken skeletons and abandoned scrap metal hidden under the snowfield.

Buried in heavy snow all year round, no one cares about what else is underneath this snowfield.

But Gu Shen noticed.

Because... he chose to bury the ancient coffin in the deepest part of the ground.

Under the snow layer are corpses, and under the corpses are abandoned iron bars.

Layer after layer, the [Iron Throne] finally buried the ancient coffin deeply, and Gu Shen also noticed these useless "irons".

These irons are of no use to others.

Very useful to him!

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…

Mr. Zhuo's eyes were densely filled with iron light.

He was a little dazzled for a moment.

When did so many "swords" hide under the snow-capped mountains?

No...these iron gleams cannot be regarded as swords at all, they are pieces of rust, some are completely rotten and will break at the touch of a touch!

But what really makes him feel troublesome is... every piece of rust here has a tiny wisp of "fire" attached to it!

Mr. Zhuo saw it clearly.

The explosion at the base and the two fireworks on the snowy mountain just now were essentially powerful detonations of "spiritual power". This boy's ability to control iron was just a gimmick for sealed objects!

This boy is actually a very terrifying psychic ability user!

And that "fire" is the embodiment of his spiritual power!

This is how Second Captain Jieding died. The throat cut on his neck was not fatal, but the "spiritual fire" that penetrated the body through the wound was the real fatal injury!

Mr. Zhuo, who had seen through all this, had cold eyes.

He took a deep breath.

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…

Thousands of wind and snow swept through the iron light and smashed towards one person.

Gu Shen didn't expect it.

"Mr. Zhuo", who was stepping on the small sword, did not dodge at all... but went straight towards him.

In fact, these iron lights are not considered killing moves at all. My "Iron Throne" cultivation level is not enough. It is even more impossible to counter-kill a seventh-level transcendent——

But Gu Shen's hope is his own "blazing fire"!

Mr. Zhuo on the seventh floor of Deep Water Zone has a field!

I... also have it!

It’s just that your own field is the spiritual field!

As long as the Iron Throne creates a wound, the blazing fire can cling to it, decisively activate hypnosis, and drag the opponent into his own spiritual realm!

"kill!"

Gu Shen was not afraid at all. He also took a deep breath and controlled thousands of iron scales with his mental power to kill Mr. Zhuo!

Who says that extraordinary people cannot fight on a higher level!

Today, he will kill everyone from below!

"Clang clang clang clang!"

However, something terrible happened!

Mr. Zhuo's body was filled with lightning, as if covered with a layer of thunder armor!

When he took off the small sword, dozens of flowing shadows instantly appeared, covering his whole body flawlessly! All these millions of iron scales were actually shattered by a small sword! He couldn't get close at all. !

Seeing this scene, Gu Shen instantly realized that there was something wrong with his tactics...

The means of a seventh-level transcendent are by no means just a "field"!

The wings of truth instantly rise.

Gu Shen turned around and stepped on the mountain wall. At this moment, he folded the giant wings on his back, but the huge wings did not completely disappear, but turned into two small wings, inserted into the shins of his calves.

After folding his giant wings, he no longer flew, but the wind resistance was reduced to a minimum. Gu Shen's speed skyrocketed again. He stepped on the mountain wall, at an angle of 90 degrees to the snow-capped mountain ground, and started running at an extremely fast speed, as if he were walking on flat ground.

Mr. Zhuo fell heavily on the snow in a slightly "clumsy" way.

Due to his previous defense, he no longer stepped on the small sword. After shattering all the iron light, he was covered with lightning, as if he was wearing a pair of dazzling personal thunder armor. At this moment, he looked up and saw Gu Shen escaping quickly. In the figure, Mr. Zhuo sank his energy and grasped the small sword as if holding a spear.

He held his breath, gathered strength, bent down, twisted his hips, and the moon was full.

The next moment, the small sword was thrown away by him——

This action is done in one go!

A long line runs through the night at the top of the snow-capped mountains!

The figure that stepped on the mountain wall and just barely escaped from the top of the mountain was penetrated by the small sword, and blood spurted out!

Like a bird pierced by a spear.

Daxue whimpered.

The storm roared.

The figure fell towards the ground.

Mr. Zhuo had no expression on his face, looking at the figure falling into the snow. He did not move forward in a hurry, but stretched out his hand to recall his "little sword"... In the small pit in the snow, "whoosh" With a sound, the small sword flew back.

The sword was also stained with blood.

Mr. Zhuo wiped it with two fingers, and the thunder surged, wiping away all the dirty blood remaining on the sword.

He slowly came to the hollow in the snow, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the young man with his back turned to him.

The breath is sluggish.

Blood spreads.

He smiled contentedly and removed the thunder armor.

But the next moment.

Mr. Zhuo suddenly realized something was wrong...

My "sword" at the base also hit the opponent, but it didn't even penetrate the opponent's iron coat.

Wait a minute...

That incredibly strong iron suit!

He suddenly turned around and his eyes narrowed.

Thunder Armor instantly regrouped!

But it's too late!
Chapter completed!