The Iron Clan's barbarian looked up at the sky, turned around and walked to a wooden table next to him, on which were placed a few crimson herbs, called claustrophobic grass, which could forcibly stimulate the true blood of the Heavenly Fox. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man stretched out his thin hand, picked up the claustrophobic grass, put it in a stone bowl, picked up the stone pestle, and grinded it little by little, and after a while, only the thick red grass juice remained in the stone bowl.

He put down the stone pestle in his hand, took out a dagger, and dyed the blade red with grass juice, as if he had just drunk blood.

At this time, he looked at several old men of the Iron Clan in the audience and nodded.

Four of the old men came out, stood on the high platform, formed a circle, sat cross-legged around the wooden stake, pressed the wooden platform with one hand, and silently recited something in their mouths, and the next moment, the surface of the wooden platform flashed a circle of red textures, emitting a faint light.

Seeing that several people were in place, the barbarian came over with a dagger, grabbed one of the little fox's limbs and put it in the palm of his hand, and raised the dagger with the other hand, and was about to cut it off.

The Iron Clan people in the audience held their breath and did not dare to disturb loudly.

Suddenly, someone shouted angrily in the direction of the Iron Clan's gate: "Stop!"

The man's hand froze, and he turned his head to look over, and all the Iron Clan people in the audience also turned around and looked at the person who spoke at the door.

This is a young man with a young face, who looks less than twenty years old, but his face is not as shy as he should be at such an age, and he is still fearless in the face of the unkind eyes of so many fierce Iron Clansmen.

On the high platform, the little fox raised his head, saw the figure that appeared at the door, trembled, his half-closed eyes suddenly brightened, and the next moment two tears slid across his cheeks and fell on the wooden platform.

"It's you kid again. When the tall young man in the audience saw Su Ping, his face was slightly cold, and he walked over with the long knife in his hand.

The young man with the knife walked faster and faster, and when he got to the back, the galloping figure pulled up a dotted line, and the end pointed directly at Su Ping at the door.

Su Ping drew his sword out of its sheath and met it brazenly.

Sonorous, a round of fighting, the two of them both took three steps back, Su Ping was surprised, this young man looked young, and his skills were already so profound.

The corners of the young man's mouth raised a smile, and his eyes were full of fighting intent, and he seemed to be extremely war-loving.

Su Ping didn't have time to fight this guy, and instantly activated the Divine Pattern Breaking Blade in his full state, and the momentum on his body soared several times.

The young man was stunned, his eyes were extremely strange, and before he could figure it out, the figure on the opposite side had already attacked, and the young man smiled hideously, the more powerful the opponent, the more excited he was.

According to the figure who came over, he slashed down with a knife, and the momentum was like a bamboo.

The sword in Su Ping's hand was horizontal, and his figure also leaned to the side.

With a bang, the knife slashed at Soul Tiansu, and Soul Tiansu hung down, and at this time, Su Ping's figure was already sideways, and he quickly approached the young man's side.

The young man raised the knife and wanted to attack Su Ping's lower plate, Su Ping clenched the soul in his hand and suppressed the momentum of the long knife, the young man's knife was sluggish, his face was ugly, and he was about to raise the knife to change his momentum, when he suddenly felt a sharp wind on his side.

The young man had been fighting between life and death for many years, and he reacted instantly, holding the long knife in his hand and pulling it, and his body shrank backwards.

A sword light swept by, and a cut was made in the cloth on the young man's body, revealing half of his chest, and under closer inspection, there was still a shallow wound on the young man's thick chest, and a small amount of blood oozed from it.

The young man didn't care, squinting at the short sword that had attacked him, his face gloomy.

This short sword is the demon moon that Su Ping suddenly sacrificed.

Su Ping was a little surprised to see this young man react so quickly, but he kept attacking in his hands, and greeted the young man again.

Su Ping, who is in full state under the blade of the Extreme Breaking Blade, has combat power that the youth cannot parry, and under a few moves, the young man has many injuries on his body, and half of his body is stained with blood.

But this young man became more and more courageous, and did not have the slightest intention of backing down.

The surrounding Iron Clan people looked at the field with different expressions:

"To be able to force the iron wind to such an extent, this young man is really strong. ”

"If there is only this level, and you come to provoke our Iron Clan, then you are just looking for death. ”

"What does he have to do with that little fox?"

"I don't know, it's possible that it's coveting the true blood of the Sky Fox!"

Su Ping squinted at the little fox on the high platform, secretly thinking that he couldn't delay any longer, a horizontal sword slashed, and the moment he repelled the young man, he rushed to the high platform.

Seeing Su Ping rushing over, the barbarian squinted his eyes, his face was expressionless, he walked to the wooden table and put down the dagger in his hand, held the deer-headed iron staff leaning on the side of the wooden table, and turned around.

Su Ping knew the power of this barbarian duke, and when he approached the place, he pulled out the rune with his left hand, directly stimulated the third divine pattern, and thunder fell from the sky, carrying the power of thunder and lightning, and slashed the barbarian duke.

Seeing this powerful and intimidating move, Tie Feng, a young man with a knife in the distance, was stunned in his eyes, and sighed in his heart, it turned out that the other party did not use all his combat power when he fought with him.

The people in the surrounding Iron Clan all had solemn faces, looking at Su Ping, without their previous contempt.

A look of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, he picked up the iron rod in his hand, stood on the height, and smashed it down according to Su Ping in the audience.

There was a bang, and a frightening wind was set off at the place of collision.

The barbarian kicked back three steps.

Su Ping flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

The little fox who was tied up suddenly said loudly: "Brother Su Ping, you go quickly, leave me alone!"

Su Ping grinned and said, "With me here, I won't let them hurt you again." ”

The little fox lowered his head and trembled slightly.

The Iron Clan's face moved slightly.

Su Ping rushed over again with his sword, and this time he attacked the side of the barbarian, and the sword slashed horizontally.

The iron pestle in the man's hand opened and closed, with the power of breaking mountains and gravel, and the soul hit the iron pestle, and the sword body whimpered and flew out.

Holding the Soul Heavenly Residence in his hand, Su Ping leaned to the side, just approaching the stake where Hu Ling'er was.

Seeing this, the barbarian raised his eyebrows, it turned out that this kid had this idea.

Su Ping flicked the long sword, the tip of the sword slid over the thick rope that tied Hu Ling'er, and the thick rope was instantly broken into several pieces, Su Ping was overjoyed, and he stretched out his hand to grab Hu Ling'er, and the mutation protruded!

The red light on the wooden platform under his feet flashed, and he actually conjured up a huge bloody palm and slapped Su Ping's abdomen fiercely.

Su Ping hurriedly took a step back, but he could dodge, but he lost the opportunity to catch Hu Ling'er.

With an ugly face, he looked at the circle of blood lines not far under his feet, and at the end of the blood lines, there were hands connected to several old men of the Iron Clan pressing the wooden platform.

After a blow, the blood-colored hand turned into a phantom and dissipated in the air, and the blood lines in place returned to calm, like a lurking beast, waiting for Su Ping to step in again.

The barbarian walked over with an iron pestle in his hand without hurry.

A fierce look flashed in Su Ping's eyes, and he once again activated the Divine Pattern Breaking Blade, squandering the refining energy of the other two Natal Sword Souls, and the sword energy in his hand was increased several times again.

Seeing this, the barbarian was a little surprised, the young man in front of him was really strange, and he couldn't help but have the idea of capturing the other party and putting him in the blood prison for torture.

Su Ping rushed to the stake again, controlled the two swords, and slashed at the old man next to him, and at the same time stretched out his hand and grabbed Hu Ling'er.

Hu Ling'er choked back tears and looked at Su Ping.

His hand was getting closer and closer to Hu Ling'er, and this moment was only a few inches away.