The iron-blooded master's fist soon came to the president of the mercenary union.

If the heaven-reaching fairy sword carries a chilling aura of killing, then the fists of the Iron-Blooded Army Lord contain an unrivaled fighting spirit!

As a strong man of the same generation as Blasting, his strength does not need to be elaborated too much.

In these nearly a hundred years, he has not wasted any time. Except for eating, sleeping and some routine military affairs, he has been studying the secrets and studying moves.

If we say that the power of explosion is an innate talent.

So his achievements are the result of accumulated efforts over time.

“Good momentum.”

The president of the mercenary union showed a faint smile.

The strength of this fourth-level native is indeed very strong, even higher than Norton.

But without the refining soul spring, he could already defeat the opponent, let alone him now.

He just slowly stretched out his palm and "gently" grasped the Iron-Blooded Army Lord's fist.

The power of law contained in the Iron-Blooded Lord's punch was silently absorbed as if it was hitting the earth!

Yes, maybe others can't feel it, but in the eyes of the Iron-Blooded Army Lord, this old man seems to be the vast and boundless land.

It's as if all the energy is poured onto it, but it can't shake even an inch.

"Come on."

The old president said cheerfully.

There was no trace of panic on the Iron-Blooded War Lord's face. His brain was working rapidly, trying to find the flaws in the enemy's moves.

"Aren't you coming? Then it will be the same if I come."

The president of the mercenary union took action.

He took a step slowly, and when he took the step completely, he suddenly appeared in front of the Iron-Blooded Army Lord.

"I will give you back the power I just gave you!"

What!

The Iron-Blooded War Lord's eyes suddenly widened. He actually sensed the fluctuations of laws similar to his own Iron-blooded Mystery in the fist of this Orsider!

How can this be!

But facing the counterattack from the president of the mercenary union, the Iron-Blooded Army Lord had no more time to think. He could only go all out again and punch the enemy!

Bang!

Two similar energies met in the air, and they both faced each other in the opposite direction, projecting red lightning that resembled a spider web.

From a distance it looks like a huge red butterfly!

While extremely beautiful, it also hides a heart-stopping power.

Everyone's faces turned red from the current.

The Bone Emperor's scarlet eyes were beating wildly.

"This old guy's strength has indeed become much stronger."

But he no longer has the fear of the past.

The fourth-level strong man has no ability to resist in front of the Bronze Heavenly Throne.

When the teacher arrives, all these people will die!

And the heavenly seed that Chen Long possesses will also belong to him!

When he thought of this, the Bone Emperor's breathing couldn't help but become urgent.

Fortunately, he is in evil bone mode now, so others can't tell the difference.

Otherwise, there will be some strange conjectures, which will be very annoying.

Blast frowned slightly, "No, Iron Blood is no match for him!"

Except for Chris, everyone else was a little stunned.

Isn’t this a fight that comes and goes?

Chris sneered: "That old thing is playing tricks on him!"

He just finished speaking.

The president of the mercenary union suddenly lowered his body and easily avoided the iron-blooded army leader's punch.

"about there."

An earthy yellow halo lit up, and the old man's index finger pointed at the Iron-Blooded Army Lord.

Nothing seems to be moving.

But after a breath, the rock appeared from the back of the Iron-Blooded Army Lord like a waterfall!

!!!!

"How can this be!"

Tie Yousong looked at his body in disbelief. The areas in contact with the enemy were intact, but his internal organs were completely destroyed by the earth element!

If his iron-blooded secret hadn't helped him hang on to his life, he would have become a corpse at this moment.

But he knew that he was not far from death.

The good thing is that before the magic power is exhausted, the more seriously he is injured, the stronger he will be!

The Iron-Blooded Army Lord snapped and grabbed the mercenary union president's arm.

The latter was a little stunned, "How is it possible? I have obviously wiped out your vitality!"

Blood continued to drip from the corners of the Iron-Blooded Army Lord's mouth, and his eyes glowed blood-red.

It's like the last struggle of some kind of beast.

"My iron-blooded secret allows me to fight until the last second!"

"Until...the last drop of my blood is shed!"

Roar--!

With a silent roar, the Iron-blooded Lord's fist hit the president of the mercenary union hard.

The latter flew back like a kite with its string cut off, and shot into the strong men of Oside.

"Everyone must die!!"

The Iron-Blooded Army Lord killed as if he had lost his mind!

And other strong men from the human race and Ossaid camp also joined the battle.

One way...

Two ways...

Dozens of light pillars representing the secrets of the law rose!

This spectacle can be seen in almost the entire Chaotic Sea!

The final battle...is here!

…

The plane of O'Said.

The two bronze heavenly figures lowered their arms at the same time.

The crimson devil said: "With so much magic power input, this white cavity point should be able to last for a while. Which one should come first, you or me?"

The God of Destruction snorted coldly and ducked into his white cavity.

The crimson demon who stayed behind waved his hands helplessly, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, "I will go to the blue star plane, and I will leave the family affairs to you!"

There are four level four crimson demon henchmen behind him who should claim to be at the same time.

In their opinion, it only takes a few days for their own heaven to go to the blue star plane.

It is impossible for a mere indigenous plane to have a power that can compete with the Bronze Celestial Realm.

The huge body of the crimson demon also disappeared into the white cavity.

The purple-haired fourth-level powerhouse breathed a sigh of relief and suggested: "Everyone, should we go back to the Plain of Bones now, or go for a walk outside?"

If the Crimson Devil is here, they have no freedom to go out at all.

Now is a rare free time, and he doesn't want to miss it.

A bone warrior suggested: "Let's go to the Holy See City. Didn't the two adults say that there is a plane treasure somewhere?"

The purple-haired powerhouse nodded in agreement and said with a smile: "That's a good suggestion. Moreover, I heard that the singer in Holy See City has a kind of holy beauty. I would like to experience it."

"Hahaha! Zi Shura, you are indeed a talent!"
To be continued...