Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"I'm your grandpa!"

Ling Xiao sneered and waved the long knife in his hand again to slash at the young man in white.

when!

The warrior who had been standing next to the young man in white suddenly punched out his fists, and a huge roar sounded, blocking Ling Xiao's sword.

"You don't know your name is Iron Manganese, do you?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"I am none other than Iron Manganese!"

His fists were as hard as iron, and every time he swung them out, they seemed to carry thunderous force, which was intimidating.

His body was tall and muscular, with clear muscle lines, as if they were made of steel that had been tempered for thousands of times.

The skin shows a healthy bronze color, shining with perseverance and strength in the sun. His face was resolute and deep, and his sharp eyes seemed to be able to see into the depths of people's hearts, making people afraid to look into them.

The young man in white frowned.

However, as soon as I said those words, Tie Mangan's sword had not yet struck me.

Just when the sword was about to touch the enemy, the young man in white swung his sword fiercely, and the white sword struck the enemy with thunderous force.

Even stronger.

At this moment, the owner of the sword, the young man in white, was holding the handle of the sword tightly, his eyes as hot as ice.

boom!

At this moment, the young man in white felt that he had knocked down an ancient ferocious beast. There was a sharp pain in his left leg, and it felt like there were cracks in the bones. I was kicked dozens of meters away, which was even worse than before.

The young man in white has not yet been completely angered by Iron Manganese.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I'm afraid Jiang Xianchu and Yelan will have no opponents before."

Yes, I am Fu Yu.

Tie Mangan stood outside with a look of indifference on his face.

The last moment, a sword as white as ink appeared in my hand.

The white hands were like steel, easily blocking the iron-manganese sword.

There are strange marks in the palm wind.

"Who told him that warriors from the Tyrant Empire can join the Douzong? What kind of sect is the Tyrant Empire? It's just a country. There are not many sects in that country, idiot!"

Each of his attacks was as swift as thunder, making it impossible to resist.

I stared at Tie Mian and said: "That's so thoughtful. That's right. People from your Tyrant Empire have always been afraid of the weak. Moreover, that is all your strength..."

My body was like lightning, and I rushed towards Fu Yu who was behind me. The white sword seemed to turn into a white lightning in my hand, making a sharp whistling sound the moment it cut through the air.

Although it was not due to Fu Yu's sudden attack, it was definitely weak enough and could have had such an effect.

The duel between the power of the knife and the palm in the void produced a terrifying explosive force. In front of him, the young man in white rushed forward and went in and out for more than ten meters. Along the way, there were deep pits cut by the long knife.

The opponent's weapon is too weak.

"kill!"

Obviously, it is an ordinary martial skill. Even with weapons, it can explode with terrifying power.

He's just a stupid dog who stole someone else's identity.

"He is from the Tyrant Empire! Why is he in Douzong?"

Tie Mangan frowned, that young man did not have the best imperial weapon in his hands!

Although I was hit, I believed that I was a match for Iron Manganese, and I still felt that I had not tried my best just now.

The long knife that was originally blocked by Ling Xiao's fists suddenly released a dark red light.

"The best imperial soldier!"

Tie Mangan smiled slightly: "Although you are good at leg skills, you are good at it, but you can't play with him!"

It is impossible to say whether that guy has no temple. Among the forces in the entire Central Continent, only eight small forces do not have weapons of that level.

Lu Xiong and Jian Qingyun both frowned.

While smiling, I also raised my left foot and kicked it out.

"Bad, bad, bad, he brought it on himself!"

Bang!

Lu Xiong was able to sigh with emotion: "That senior brother who came out of nowhere is so awesome. The seven words mean that the earth's will is done!"

"Who the hell is he!"

"It's bad!"

"Iron manganese? You deserve it too!"

When he punched out, the wind roared, as if it could tear the air, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"You said, you are his grandfather! He should ask his father what your name is!" After saying that, Tie Mangan came out again.

Ling Xiao's arms were cut off directly, and the previous knife mark directly divided Ling Xiao into seven parts from the center of his eyebrows to his crotch.

I didn't take out the weapon originally, but at this moment, I raised my hand.

Everyone could see that the young man in white was the weakest among those people, but he actually suffered a loss during the fight with Iron Manganese.

My reaction is very slow.

Seeing that scene, the people around were shocked.

At the same time, the young man in white raised his left leg and kicked Feiman's pubic area.

Jian Qingyun smiled and said: "And I'm afraid your ranking will move forward again."

The blade was extremely sharp and shone with a hot light, as if it could easily tear through any obstacle.

"he……"

"The Tyrant Empire?"

That sword was pure white, as if it could swallow up all the surrounding light, giving people a mysterious and safe feeling.

The white sword is like a giant white dragon, tumbling wantonly under the battlefield, releasing endless power.

The top-grade imperial soldiers are on the same level as the top-grade imperial soldiers. The iron-manganese weapons are instantly chopped into pieces, so you can only face your opponent directly, so how can you win?

when!

Looking at the people in front of him, Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh, this group of people really found some talents, and they actually have many similarities with the real Iron Manganese and others.

It seems that the Holy Church has really good intentions in order to cause disputes between the Tyrant Empire and the Douzong.

The young man in white looked extremely angry, his palms turned white, and he rushed towards Iron Manganese again.

The high-grade imperial soldier in Tie Mangan's hand collapsed and disintegrated in an instant like a rock hit by huge waves behind the huge force.

Tie Mangan smiled hotly: "Is he worthy? His grandfather is also from the Tyrant Empire, and he just knows these people he mentioned. If you are pretending to be like his grandfather, he really got the wrong person."

The young man in white tried his best to hide the severe pain under his leg and tried to heal it.

As the sword flashed, it seemed as if a white whirlwind swept over and tore apart the surrounding air.

puff!

"boom!"

The young man in white was slightly frightened and roared angrily.

Unfortunately……

There was a loud noise, and the white sword struck hard at the iron manganese defense, instantly bursting out with dazzling sparks.

"Big brother, he is looking for death!"

Ling Xiao only had time to say one word before he fell into a pool of blood.

Iron Manganese's Iron Fist is his symbol and his most powerful weapon.

After seeing the weak iron and manganese, the young man in white naturally dared to be lazy. I took a step back and rushed forward with a palm.

That fist was like specially forged steel, extremely hard and surprisingly powerful.

When the young man in white saw that scene, he was furious.

Tiemeng shook his head and said: "Your grandson, he is too strong. He must have come up with some decent means. I'm afraid he will really die out there today."