Dead! Sima Ji's intestines were repentant at this moment: If I had informed Wu'er, although Wu'er's roots, qualifications, fists and feet, weapons, external skills, internal strength, appearance, and measurements were not as good as mine, but her light skills were better than mine, and if she lost her instinct master, she wouldn't be able to point her acupoints, and if she couldn't point her acupoints, she wouldn't be like me at such a critical moment......

It's nothing for Murong Kunpeng to take the initiative to come out and die, after all, if he doesn't come out, Han Xuetao will kill him immediately.

Sima Ji just hated himself, hated why he was so useless, and cried while vomiting.

As for whether Murong Kunpeng would fight back, Sima Ji didn't even think about it.

For people in the martial arts, whether they can cultivate internal force is a watershed, and if they can't cultivate internal force, they will be a ten-person enemy [martial artist], which is about the level of Huo Yuanjia and Ip Man, but if they cultivate internal strength, they can become a hundred enemies of [martial arts], just like Guo Daxia Zhang in martial arts novels.

What's more, only by cultivating internal force can we give a real blow to the evil things like the bronze armor corpse and the [iron armor corpse].

Murong Kunpeng, as a leaky dantian, has only two choices at most, one is to kill him, and the other is to commit suicide.

Jumping directly from the roof may be a dignified way to die, so the question is, Sima Ji vomited and cried while thinking: How high is the roof of this practice room, how did Brother Bird come up?

Han Xuetao gestured to the strong man in the black cloak: Time is pressing, fight quickly! You go first, I'll cover!

The strong man in the black cloak immediately stretched out a pair of big hands and grabbed Murong Kunpeng, that is, Jiang Hanxue, his big hands revealed his true identity, his skin was glowing with a dark light of black iron, his finger joints were thick, and his nails were black, thick and long, but they were very sharp like knives, which was the characteristic of an iron-armored corpse!

The iron-armored corpse is made by pouring a living person into hot molten iron, although it is much inferior to the bronze armored corpse, but it is not something that a martial artist can deal with, Sima Ji's heart is about to erupt from his throat when he sees this, but what he didn't expect was that Murong Kunpeng actually took a step back in time!

In an instant, Murong Kunpeng's figure disappeared, you must know that Murong Kunpeng was standing on the edge of the roof before, taking a step back is equivalent to jumping off the building, and the ironclad corpse jumped down without hesitation.

Brother Bird! Oh no—Sima Ji's heart almost collapsed, and tears blurred his eyes in an instant.

"Heh......" Han Xuetao smiled confidently, since he was refined into an iron-armored corpse, he has been accustomed to such a rhythm: men eat and eat, men eat! Women eat and eat, women eat! Resist eat, run away eat, eat all eat, eat! Eat! Eat! Eat!

However, what they didn't expect was that in the next second, there was a loud "boom" below!

The thunderous roar was like a firelight at the same time, and the dark night sky was instantly reflected red by the firelight!

"Poof-" Han Xuetao looked up to the sky and spewed out a mouthful of old blood, which just splashed his face when it squirted into the air and fell again.

As soon as his legs were weak, Han Xuetao fell to his knees involuntarily, his face was pale, like a mourner, and he had nothing to love.

The iron-armored corpse was refined into a natal corpse by him, and the advantage of this is that the iron-armored corpse can be refined into one in a very short time, such as an arm command, and the disadvantage is that the iron-armored corpse is destroyed and he is also greatly damaged!

That's an ironclad corpse! An invulnerable and powerful ironclad corpse! Han Xuetao cried while vomiting blood: How could my iron-armored corpse be destroyed in a blink of an eye? This is not scientific!

Sima Ji also exclaimed in his heart that this was unscientific, he was still thinking that Brother Bird would have to be bitten to death by the iron-armored corpse even if he didn't fall to his death, but why did he die of the iron-armored corpse, could it be that which master came?

But unless the Instinct Master comes in person, even Master Yuantong may not be able to easily take down the Iron Armor Corpse!

said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao were coming, as soon as Sima Ji thought of Master Yuantong, Master Yuantong had already rushed over.

At the gate of the school, Master Instinct was fighting with the bronze armored corpse in full swing, and he couldn't get out, but they couldn't hear the explosion here, so Master Yuantong took the initiative to invite Ying to come over and see the situation.

When he arrived at the door of the practice room, Master Yuantong was stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes.

On the ground, on the trunk of a tree, on a wall, on a gate...... Foul-smelling minced meat sticks everywhere!

Master Yuantong hurriedly looked around, and at this moment, suddenly a few drops of warm slime fell from the sky and ticked onto his big bald head.

"Huh?" Master Yuantong frowned, reached out and wiped a handful from the big bald head, and reached to the tip of his nose to sniff deeply.

The smell of this unknown liquid is quite complicated, like eggplant, cucumber, potato, and tomato......

I'm an Amitabha! Master Yuantong suddenly came to his senses, and his face suddenly changed greatly, just now he was almost smoked and vomited by the poisonous stench of the bronze armored corpse at the gate of the school, and now he simply broadcast it live with this smell.

"Gross-" Master Yuantong quickly occupied the favorable terrain while spitting, and looked up at the roof: Oh, mom, spicy eyes!

I saw a tall and burly woman standing on the roof, her big pigtails were still dancing in the wind, and a thin man knelt in front of the woman.

The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient! Master Yuantong touched the ground on tiptoe and flew onto the roof like a dragonfly.

Who knew that at this moment, suddenly there was a sound of "BIU", and a small and delicate figure flew by like lightning, and it actually grabbed in front of Master Yuantong and took away the tall and burly woman!

Master Yuantong didn't even see what the two figures, one big and one small, looked like, only saw a big braid dragging behind and flicking it into the woods!

Amitabha, poor Kou Mo chase! Master Yuantong decisively found a reasonable explanation for himself, and looked at the kneeling man and felt quite satisfied: a hundred birds in the forest are not as good as a bird in hand, and those who are content are always happy......

Without hesitation, he pointed Han Xuetao first, and Master Yuantong looked at this middle-aged man's dress very similar to Hu Shizhu, there is no doubt that the minced meat everywhere below must be related to this middle-aged man.

Wait a minute! Something doesn't seem right! Master Yuantong noticed that the blood on the side of Han Xuetao's mouth was very dark by the moonlight, and when he looked closely, he found that the blood was actually black, and Han Xuetao's eyes were rolled, and the whites of his eyes were covered with net-like black silks......

Now there is not even a single bird...... Master Yuantong looked bitter, so he had to grab Han Xuetao's clothes, and was about to take Han Xuetao to meet Master Instinct, when suddenly a terrible howl came from the gate of the school.