Compared with these two people, the expression of the Iron-clad God Marquis was much more exciting.
"Damn it, damn Lu Jizi, what a waste!"
The Iron-clad God looked at the head of the landing machine and wished he could step on it.
"I have trained you for so long, and now you are doing this?!"
The iron-clad god held the chair tightly. If it hadn't been specially made, I'm afraid the chair would have broken into pieces.
"It seems that I have to go get it by myself from Bishui Villa this time. Damn it, it's not easy to cultivate such a good chess piece."
The Iron-clad Shenhou was so angry that his teeth itched.
After Lu Jizi died, the water in Bishui Villa became deeper.
When the situation is unclear, Xuanyuan Ming will definitely not hand over Bishui Villa to outsiders easily.
At this time, Xuanyuan Rou on the stage suddenly opened his eyes.
In the heaven and earth, there seemed to be a sound of swords resounding.
Immediately afterwards, all the sword users felt that the swords in their scabbards could not stop trembling.
The sound of swords clanging, one after another.
Immediately afterwards, it seemed that only the sound of swords could be heard between heaven and earth.
Mu Fan stared closely at Xuanyuan Rong in front of him.
His intuition told him that the difference between heaven and earth was definitely related to Xuanyuan Rou.
"Thousands of swords are ringing together, hahahaha, ten thousand swords are ringing together!"
Xuanyuan Ming, who looked calm, couldn't hold back anymore and laughed wildly.
King Xiaoyao frowned, looked at his old friend, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.
Finally, he sighed solemnly.
It seems that this old friend of mine is determined to fight to the death.
After arranging his daughter's escape, Xuanyuan Ming would not be afraid of death.
At that time, Xuanyuan Ming was the most terrifying.
The Iron-clad Divine Marquis stared at Xuanyuan Rou on the ring with an ashen complexion.
There are thousands of clues and thoughts in my mind.
He even wanted to kill him to avoid further trouble.
At this time, Xuanyuan Rou opened his eyes.
Wanjian quietly returned to its sheath as if welcoming their king.
It was as if the sound of the sword just now was just an illusion.
Xuanyuan Rou opened his eyes and looked around.
Wherever he looked, everyone bowed their heads to show respect.
Suddenly, he spotted where Mu Fan and others were.
That sharp gaze melted instantly.
A smile appeared on Mu Fan's lips.
Xuanyuan Rou also had a smile on her lips.
In just an instant, Xuanyuan Rou came to Mu Fan's side, and the little bird snuggled against Mu Fan's shoulder.
"I won."
"I saw it, it's great."
"I don't want to be the leader, I just want to be by your side."
"good."
Mu Fan patted Xuanyuanrou's long hair, and Xuanyuanrou squinted her eyes like a sleeping kitten.
The aura of Mu Fan made Xuanyuan Rou feel extremely comfortable and warm.
A warmth that could dispel any loneliness made Xuanyuan Rou's heart melt.
Xuanyuan Rou tightened the movements of her hands, bringing the warmth closer to herself, and Xuanyuan Rou felt like she was drunk.
The surroundings were unusually quiet.
Everyone looked at the two people with strange eyes.
Don’t you want this martial arts leader?
If Xuanyuan Rou fights a few more times up here, I'm afraid not many people can withstand it.
Just come down like this?
Just when everyone was shocked, a huge sword hit the ring hard.
Everyone looked around and saw Xuanyuan Ming standing with one foot on the hilt of the giant sword.
Xiaoyao Wang sat down and sighed.
Xuanyuan Ming, who has no weakness, may not be weaker than the Iron-clad Divine Marquis.
I saw Xuanyuan Ming's two fingers forming a sword and pointing directly at the Iron-clad God:
"Do you dare to fight me, old man?"
Upon hearing this, the iron-clad god's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He was extremely angry in his heart. If Xuanyuan Ming dared to treat him like this in front of so many people, wouldn't it be a loss of face for him in public?
"Why is the dog thief so crazy?
"The Iron-clad Goddess gritted his teeth and spat out these words coldly. The veins on his forehead showed that he was extremely angry.
"Crazy, I'm not crazy!"
Xuanyuan Ming smiled coldly, and then his aura became even stronger:
"You think we don't know about the dirty things you did? Save it! Get off here and I'll let you die with dignity!"
The iron-clad god's expression flickered:
"Don't spit on me with your blood. You don't even know what I did. Have I ever done anything to be sorry for you?"
"Does this old dog already know that I am planning his Bishui Villa?" The Iron-clad Divine Marquis was thinking about how to deal with this.
"Are you standing there with a memorial arch pretending to be a bitch?" Xuanyuan Ming's words directly made Tieyi Shenhou extremely angry, and then Xuanyuan Ming's words changed.
"You know him, right?" Xuanyuan Ming kicked Lu Jizi's headless body.
"I don't know what your intentions are, but it is a fact that you are working together!"
These words were shocking.
Mu Fan and Xuanyuan Rou looked at each other, but there was a hint of shock in their eyes, and they looked up towards the ring.
I saw Xuanyuan Ming's clothes rustling fiercely with the wind.
"You just wanted to plot my Bishui Villa, so I took advantage of it and gave Yin Tianzi to him."
The iron-clad god stamped his feet fiercely and stared at Xuanyuan Ming.
In this way, if I was discovered from the beginning, wouldn't I be like a clown?
You Xuanyuan Ming, you are so scheming.
"I didn't expect it. Although Yin Tianzi is strong, he is just a cauldron. When encountering the Wuxiang Sword Bone, he will only be devoured."
Xuanyuan Ming was as proud as a wise strategist who had figured out all the plans in the world.
Mu Fan then nodded.
In this way, everything about the feeling just now is correct.
This can also explain why I feel that the landing machine is stronger, but in the end it is Xuanyuan Rou who wins.
It seems that the father will still love his daughter.
A tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds, let alone a person like Xuanyuan Ming.
"Very well, old dog, you have successfully angered me, so today I will let you see the power of my Iron-clad God."
The iron-clad god walked slowly down.
I saw the god in iron clothes walking down one foot after another, completely walking on the air, as if steps suddenly grew under his feet.
Mu Fan's eyes moved slightly.
It seems that this iron-clothed god is not easy. Only with this ability, there are only a few people who can do it.
For a moment, Xuanyuan Ming stared at the Iron-clad Divine Marquis, with disdain and hatred in his eyes.
The iron-clad god stared at Xuanyuan Ming, his eyes full of anger and a hint of ill-intention.
"Based on your own words, I'm afraid you, an old dog like you, will die here today." The iron-clad god stood on the ring with a completely different aura.
"Stop talking nonsense and try my best!"
Xuanyuan Ming didn't give him any chance to talk nonsense, and directly crossed with his sword, his sword energy soaring into the sky.
Mu Fan felt that his skin seemed to be stung by something and quickly looked at his arm.