Suddenly, the blood lines under Su Ping's body differentiated into two bloody hands, grabbed his two ankles, and pulled them suddenly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Ping's steps were unsteady, his feet were wrong, and he fell directly on the wooden platform.

And the two sword powers sacrificed earlier also slashed a few old men, the old man controlled the blood lines, and had no time to be distracted to dodge, so he actually suffered the sword power stiffly, and in an instant, several people were left with a stunning wound on their shoulders, which was deep in the bones.

This Iron Clan is not afraid of death, and is as strong as a man.

At this time, the blood pattern under Su Ping's body conjured up a big hand, clamping his body and making him unable to move.

Su Ping struggled frantically, looking at Hu Ling'er, who was only one step away from him, his face turned red.

Several old men who controlled blood lines were pale and sweaty on their foreheads, but they were still supporting themselves.

Suddenly, Hu Ling'er looked behind Su Ping and screamed.

Su Ping seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look at the thin figure behind him.

The next moment, the iron rod in the figure's hand smashed down Su Ping's back.

Poof, Su Ping spurted out a mouthful of blood and splashed on Hu Ling'er's body not far away.

Seeing Su Ping's back directly sunken, Hu Ling'er's face was dull.

Su Ping, who was lying on the ground, roared angrily, waved the Soul Heavenly Su in his hand, and slashed at the calf of the barbarian, but his strength was not as good as before, and he was a little vain.

The barbarian prince put down the iron rod in his hand and hung down to the ground, and with a sonorous sound, blocked the sword momentum.

Su Ping spat out another mouthful of blood, and his face was gloomy.

The overall situation has been decided, and the victory and defeat have been divided.

At this time, several young people of the Iron Clan in the audience came up and lifted Su Ping.

"Thrown into the bloody hell. The barbarian said lightly.

"Yes!" a few people responded.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the door of the Iron Clan:

"Let go of that kid, and I'll want that little fox too. ”

Everyone looked at the Iron Clan's gate, and at this time there was a masked man in black standing at the door, revealing only a pair of eyes.

The barbarian frowned slightly.

Tie Feng, a young man with a knife, greeted him and said, "Who are you? Why don't you dare to show your true face?"

"When you see me for what I am, you will all die. The masked man laughed.

Tie Feng was stunned and sneered: "What a big breath, I want to see where you got your confidence." As he spoke, he rushed with a knife.

The masked man was unarmed and walked over step by step.

When he got closer, the iron wind jumped up, a foot high, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed fiercely.

The masked man stretched out his hand and pointed it into the void.

Tie Feng's eyes were suffocated, and he instantly felt the powerful force exerted on his body, and the next moment he flew out directly.

The masked man was unmoved, and still walked step by step in the direction of the high platform.

Seeing that Tie Feng was knocked away with one move, the faces of the Iron Clan changed greatly, and the barbarian man's face was solemn, he lifted the iron staff, walked down the high platform, and stepped forward.

"Dare to ask your name?" asked the barbarian as he walked.

At this time, the two were only five steps apart.

"Can't say. "Masked humanity.

The man's face sank, and he waved the iron rod in his hand and smashed it directly.

The iron rod was extremely fast, pulling up a frightening wind that blew the masked man's clothes tightly against his body.

The masked man continued on, as if he could not see the iron rod that was about to be smashed.

Everyone's heart is in their throats.

Seeing that the iron rod was about to smash on, the masked man finally stopped, raised his right hand in time, and grabbed the iron rod with the power of cracking the mountain, and the iron rod was only a few inches away from the masked man.

The barbarian man's eyes were suffocated.

All the Iron Clan people are terrified, and they can use their flesh and blood to directly take over the power of the barbarian's staff, what kind of terrifying strength is this.

"Get out of the way. The masked man said lightly.

The barbarian looked at the masked man's hand grasping his iron staff, his face was strange, and he moved away and stepped to the side, making way out.

The masked man let go of his hand and walked straight onto the high platform.

Several young people of the Iron Clan were stunned and hurriedly let go of Su Ping.

Su Ping was seriously injured, and sat directly on the ground, he moved to the stake little by little, and picked up the little fox.

The little fox buried his head in Su Ping's arms.

The masked man walked over, stretched out a hand and grabbed one of Su Ping's arms, and directly set Su Ping up.

"Can you go?" asked the masked man.

"Yes. Su Ping bared his teeth in pain and said.

The Iron Clan people just looked at the masked man holding Su Ping, Su Ping held the little fox in his arms, and walked out of the Iron Clan's village together.

A young man behind the barbarian couldn't help but ask, "Ah Gong, just let them go?"

The barbarian man clenched the iron rod in his hand, sighed and said, "He wants to save people, how can I stop him." ”

"Do you recognize him?"

"That's it. The barbarian turned around and walked to the distant house on his own.

Su Ping's side, he had already walked far away from the Iron Clan, Su Ping looked at the masked man beside him and asked, "Thank you seniors for rescuing, dare to ask seniors about their names?"

The man in black shook his head and muttered, "I can't say it." ”

The little fox in Su Ping's arms smirked.

The man in black sent Su Ping to the valley where Hu Ling'er's house was located and left.

Su Ping watched the back of the man in black disappear into the forest path, thoughtful.

"Brother Su Ping, you are still injured, let's go in quickly. Hu Ling'er said.

Su Ping nodded, hugged Hu Ling'er, and walked into the valley.

Putting down the little fox in his arms, Su Ping, who had been breathing a sigh of relief, finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell down heavily.

At this time, at the door of Jiang's house, the martial arts competition was already in full swing, and the audience raised their arms and shouted, and from time to time they glanced at the glamorous figure not far away, which was Jiang Yunni who was wearing red makeup.

In the ring again and again, the winner of each match had to turn his head to look at Jiang Yunni and show his martial side.

Jiang Yunni's face was expressionless, as if he was in a trance.

At this moment, a shout came from the direction of the street: "Get out of the way!"

Those who heard it were surprised and turned their heads to look over.

I saw a mighty team of cross-sword ironclad guards, escorting a few four-carrying mahogany sedan chairs in the middle, arrogantly opening the way, and walking towards the Jiang family.

Someone recognized the sedan chair and lost his voice and said, "It's the Nine Emperor Princes!"

"How could it be? Could it be that the Nine Emperor Princes are also coming to participate in this martial arts competition?"

"With the status of the Nine Emperor Princes, you still use martial arts?"

The crowd consciously moved out of the way, the sedan chair fell to the ground, and a teenager walked out of it.

The young man looked at Jiang Yunni in the distance and smiled slightly.

Jiang Yunni frowned lightly, and looked around without a trace, but he didn't see that figure, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart.

"The kid isn't here yet?"

The young man smiled and walked into the ring, and everyone saw clearly this legendary Nine Emperor Princes born with jade.

He was wearing a maroon brocade robe, with a swirl belt tied around his waist, and a red rope pendant on one side of the belt, but he did not wear a sword, and only a folding fan in his hand.

There is also a boy in a green shirt in the ring, holding a long sword, his realm is not low, and he has not tasted defeat in five consecutive battles.

The young man in the green shirt looked at the fan-wielding young man opposite, and his face hesitated.

The young man opened the folding fan in his hand and paused slightly, at this time, people saw clearly that there were three big characters on the folding fan, 'Nine Emperor Sons'.

All of them had strange faces.

The spring cold has not faded, where the fan is needed, the boy just has to gently brush the folding fan in his hand, smiling.

The young man in the green shirt on the opposite side sighed hatefully and walked off the stage directly.

The Nine Emperor Princes turned their heads to look at Jiang Yunni proudly.

The head of the Jiang family, who presided over the competition, said loudly at this time: "There are still people who want to challenge this... The Nine Emperors?" the butler paused and said.