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Chapter 850 Despair? Hehe

swoosh...

A rustling sound sounded behind Mu Fan.

Then, in the sight of Iron Man Archimonde, countless dense jade-white bone fragments flew directly from the area where Mu Fan fell through the intertwined thorns.

Then each piece was attached to Mu Fan's body.

From the neck to the palms, from the shoulders to the feet.

Ridiculous-looking skeletal patches appear in this dense forest.

However, when the blue water-like luster covered the whole body, these bone fragments seemed to come alive and instantly began to grow and connect, and the color also changed from jade white to dark gold.

Behind Mu Fan's head, six energy braids intertwined for a short period and then stopped.

The dark golden mask left only his eyes exposed.

When the light blue light dissipated, those ice blue pupils looked over.

A deadly but extremely powerful aura bloomed at this moment.

"This is...the armor that the ice snake touched when it died!"

A slight change finally appeared in Iron Man's mercury-gleaming eyes, but soon his eyes turned into a kind of excitement, and you could see the beating luster of the metal in the corners of his eyes.

"Finally I got interested."

"It's a pity that you don't know what an eighth-level mutant is."

While the metal man was talking to himself, he casually looked at a two-meter-high boulder next to him, and casually thrust his right hand into it, which was no different from grabbing a piece of tofu.

Then he raised his right arm, and the boulder was pulled out.

Showing a sarcastic smile, he suddenly threw his right hand forward!

At this moment, the boulder weighing more than 2 tons pulled out an afterimage in the air and slammed towards Mu Fan.

And Mu Fan blinked.

The indifferent voice from under the mask came out: "You have no idea what I am... right now."

The dark gold short stick rotated gently in his palm.

When he finished speaking, two azure arc-shaped light blades suddenly popped out from the tip of the short stick!

The originally ordinary short stick turned into the most ferocious individual weapon in the world, the curved sickle blade!

And it spins into a light wheel in an instant.

Mu Fan took a step forward, and the severed energy braid on the back of his head rose slightly as he took a step forward.

The whole person moment...

disappear!

However, in front of Lu Qingxue, a straight passage separated by invisible force instantly penetrated the air.

There was a loud bang.

The boulder flying violently exploded into pieces less than five meters in the air in front of Mu Fan.

A light blue figure flashed past.

Disappear again!

The pupil of Iron Man's left eye shrank instantly, because in his field of vision, the air on the left side had been distorted.

It was a translucent fist that was getting bigger and bigger and was about to hit him in the face.

But a ferocious smile appeared on Iron Man's face.

Don't dodge or avoid.

Bang.

A spark suddenly exploded on the iron man's face.

The fist formed by the dark golden armor appeared.

At this moment, Iron Man's eyes finally revealed a look of shock and anger.

because……

The power of this punch is so...

powerful!

A light blue shock wave exploded from the fist.

Iron Man's head jerked back, and his whole body was blown away by a punch!

A huge tree in the distance made a clicking sound and collapsed, sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.

Mu Fan held the knife in his right hand and struck straight out with his left arm, maintaining a posture of lowering his head, lunging, and punching.

However, in less than a second, the collapsed giant tree was kicked away.

A grumpy figure stood up from inside.

Iron Man was still unscathed, but his disgraced appearance made his anger reach the extreme.

The silver-white face began to turn red like molten iron burning.

"How could you have such power!"

"But, even so, you can't penetrate my defense at all. So, today I am going to crush your bones bit by bit."

In that angry tone, Iron Man's body began to darken from a silvery luster, and his body instantly expanded.

Mu Fan slowly raised his head, retracted his fist, and stood up.

He looked at his left hand wrapped in dragon rider armor, which was also unscathed.

He raised the curved sickle blade with his right hand and pointed it at Iron Man.

The six braids on the back of the head were gently spread out, and the short blue tentacles were dancing in the air. The flickering light blue light made Mu Fan at this moment extremely cold.

That braid seems to represent some kind of will inheritance of the Dragon Rider Armor.

"In front of the temple... there is no defense."

In the indifferent voice, Mu Fan took a step forward.

The figure disappears again!

A long air wave exploded out of thin air.

Iron Man's eyes showed anger, and he punched down his fists fiercely, because there were fluctuations and... shallow outlines in the air in front of him again!

Lower one knee and rotate to accumulate strength.

High kick!

The dragon-riding armor covered in blue light mist appeared, and Mu Fan's posture was frozen at this moment.

Speed ​​beyond imagination, power beyond limits.

Iron Man's arms had just been lowered to a horizontal position when Mu Fan's right leg was like a stamping hammer, slamming into his chin.

boom!

Another air wave exploded.

Iron Man's hands failed to smash down, and his whole body was kicked straight into the air.

Feeling a breath approaching him quickly, the tall tree man's left hand suddenly curled towards the iron man.

But with a click, Iron Man's heavy body directly hit the left hand of the "Tree Man" and sank into a tree crown. A crackling sound was heard, just like when he appeared as a "cannonball".

Muren Sheng, who was distractedly controlling the Sea of ​​Thorns to besiege Lu Qingxue, screamed in a hoarse voice at this moment: "Iron Man, what are you doing? Why did you break my left hand! I can't feel that kid's breath anymore!"

"Just...shut up."

With a thud, the heavy body hit the ground from the tree crown.

At this moment, the iron man, who was close to 2.5 meters tall, stood up and scolded the giant "tree man" unceremoniously.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Mu Fan with his flowing metallic eyes, twisted his neck, and his cold voice sounded again:

"I said, you can't break through my defense at all."

"What a bullshit temple...that's nothing!"

"I'll just stand here and you continue to fight, haha."

There wasn't even a single dent in Iron Man's body, and his voice was still sarcastic.

For Mu Fan, this was almost comparable to the man who could turn his whole body into diamonds that he met at the gate of Dingchuan. Moreover, Iron Man was stronger and faster than that guy, and he was also immune to high temperature attacks.

If he had encountered Iron Man at that time, Mu Fan's only option would have been to summon the Thunder Owl.

But now...

The pair of light blue eyes stared at each other.

"Then do you know why I keep punching and kicking you?"

Mu Fan spoke.

The "Treant" who attacked violently was stunned for the first time.

"Tie Tou, was he the one who hit you just now?"

"I told you to shut up."

Iron Man swung his right hand violently, and the more than 20-meter-long iron chain was suddenly thrown into the air, smashing all the bark on one side of the "Tree Man".

The Wooden Saint let out a hoarse roar of pain, and his huge body trembled suddenly.

Iron Man, who finally got his teammates to calm down, looked at Mu Fan, "Because you want to know the upper limit of my defense, but do you feel desperate now?"

Mu Fan raised his right hand, and the curved light sickle blade that had just been silent spun again, and a circle of blue light wheel was clearly displayed beside Mu Fan.

"Despair?...Haha...I just want you to feel the humiliation first."

In the indifferent voice, Mu Fan leaned forward, and a blue mist of light erupted around the dragon knight, which disappeared again in an instant.

Then in Iron Man's eyes, a wave of air split out of thin air suddenly bloomed and hit the ground, and the fallen leaves on both sides rolled up like dragons.

When the distorted outline of the air appeared again, Mu Fan's indifferent eyes were less than one meter away from him.

He raised the curved light sickle blade that was rotating to the extreme with his right hand, soared into the air, and spun around...

Chopping down hard!

A sizzling sound.

At this moment, Mu Rensheng swore that what he heard was the most harsh metal cutting sound in his life.


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