Chapter 212: The Battle of the Iron Heart (Part II)

Zhu Wen looked at the enchanting woman in front of him with a puzzled expression, the poisonous bee did not point at the silver-armored man, but at the moment of the move, he bent his fingers!

However, the silver-armored man still didn't understand that even if the opponent suddenly changed his moves halfway, his bright silver spear should be one step faster. Until the last moment, when the blade of the gun was only an inch away from the skin on the back of the woman's neck, a strange sense of powerlessness made Zhu Wen's right-handed gun, which he had been accustomed to for decades, frustrated.

It was at this moment of frustration that the poisonous bee's hundred flower palms were imprinted on the chest of the young horseman.

At this time, the woman's bewitching delicate body was clinging to the white-faced young man, as if to answer the man's doubts, and the woman said softly: "The finger before is poisonous!"

With the words of the poisonous bee, the last glimmer of divine light in the eyes of the silver-armored young man also disappeared.

Fallen Leaf City, one of the four horsemen, the chivalrous Zhu Wen, fell.

However, the young man's body did not immediately fall from the horse, and the voluptuous woman's palm was tightly pressed against the other's chest, and her tumbling internal strength kept the other's body in the same position.

It's not that the poisonous bee is unwilling to leave, but at this time she has become the target of everyone, and as the surrounding cavalry gradually gathers, more and more magic crossbows are aimed at the two figures. It's just that these iron horsemen can't be sure of Zhu Wen's life and death, if they know that their horsemen are dead, she believes that these soldiers will not hesitate to shoot her too.

It's just a breath of time, but this breath is extraordinarily long for a bewitching woman. Dozens of warriors wearing iron rope armor flashed out of the surrounding dense forest. This upheaval succeeded in taking everyone's eyes off the poisonous bees.

The BMW under the crotch of the silver-armored man took two steps forward, and the woman seized the opportunity and disappeared into the dense forest on the side with a dodge.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud whistle, a large number of guards in iron armor flashed out from the surrounding dense forest.

Ordinary martial artists who lack the leadership of the main general, even if they are equipped with the Demon Breaking Crossbow, are not the opponents of this group of martial artists of the Realm of Potential.

The killing lasted for more than half an hour, and this group of iron cavalry from the invincible division of the Fallen Leaf County left behind the lives of more than 150 soldiers and fled.

The poisonous bee led the group to pursue for more than ten miles, and then gave up the final encirclement and suppression.

"My lord, I received a letter from the Queshan camp!" a sturdy man bowed and reported.

Then the moonlight in the sky, the bewitching woman quickly finished reading the text message in her hand, and then turned to everyone and ordered: "Letter from the Queshan camp, Yinren Village has been besieged by the iron cavalry of Fallen Leaf City, and you will follow me back to help Tiexin!"

The guards with four detachments immediately bowed down to answer the order.

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Yi Xifeng silently operated the internal strength of the real yuan around him, and yesterday when he was dealing with Helian Tiexin, he was inspired by Lin Fenghuo's "Flowing Blade Beacon Fire", and in one fell swoop created his own unique stunt - "Will enter the wine".

By using the vegetarian wine developed by himself, he improved his internal strength and condensation in one fell swoop, and broke through to the sword realm. Although it can only last for a cup of tea, it is this short cup of tea that allows the white pure boy to initially come into contact with the realm of Mang.

Since that day in Liangchen Gang, after the white young man and Zhao Long and Wang Bodang received the clothes of the guard iron suit, the young man has been silently urging himself, because he understands that all the advantages of his previous hard work have disappeared the moment he became the guard iron suit.

He used to be a martial arts boy, five years old, all over the body, practicing the secret of wine and strength, plus his own medicinal wine. Yi Xifeng once became the strongest martial arts boy in Yinren Village.

After that, he participated in the martial arts competition, through the pre-competition training, as well as the selection of layers of ring competitions, the white pure boy finally found a trace of his martial arts true meaning, with the help of the Guizang sword scabbard, and the night sword cold star. He also became one of the twelve masters of martial arts, and he was also one of the most powerful men in Yinren Village.

However, when he joined the Iron Guard, all that quietly changed. The robe around him is also a potential realm cultivation at the very least, and the enemies he faces have gradually come into contact with the chivalrous level. Since then, except for the two martial artists of the Mangzhi Realm, Xing Lao Wu and Xing Lao Si, who are personally swords, the rest of the strong enemies are not existences that Bai Jing Young can resist independently.

This sense of oppression due to the difference in strength made the young man a little breathless, and at the same time, it also strengthened his determination to move towards the realm of mang.

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Yi Xifeng slowly opened his eyes and withdrew his strong internal strength into his body. The young man was greeted by a flaming bonfire in front of him, and it was late at night, and most of the people had returned to their tents to rest, except for the sentry posts patrolling the camp.

Bai Jing Young Man did not cultivate in the camp because his internal strength was released when he was cultivating, and his internal strength fluctuated stronger than ordinary people. At this moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded from behind him.

"Huh!"

Yi Xifeng completely subconsciously used a sword drawing style and caught this blow.

"Huh?"

A light sound came from behind the young man, and when he heard this voice, the white young man immediately relieved his heart, because he had already judged the identity of this person.

Yi Xifeng put away the sword and returned it to its sheath, turned around and bowed and said, "Boy, Yi Xifeng, meet Captain Qingzhu." ”

The person who came was none other than the main participant in the mission, Qingzhu.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him and praised loudly: "The little guy's basic skills are really solid!"

The white young man quietly glanced up at the other party, and saw that the man's eyes were full of appreciation, and he didn't know what the other party meant. I had to smile shyly and scratch my head.

Qingzhu continued to ask: "Looking at your swordsmanship, it should be under Captain Chengtao, right?"

Yi Xifeng nodded obediently.

"However, your martial arts path is not the path of Captain Cheng Tao, but it has been influenced by Lord Cheng Qian. ”

The white young man's eyes lit up slightly, not because the other party could see the depth of his cultivation, but because of the other party's sentence "Lord Chengqian".

In the past three years, the young man has been following Li Chengqian and Li Chengtao to practice, and as he gets along day and night, he gradually notices some things. One of the most puzzling things for him is why Li Chengqian has such ability, but he is still willing to be a martial arts instructor with a not very high status.

You must know that in the past three years, because of their different ideas, the two brothers often used Yi Xifeng to compete.

It's often that you teach a trick, and I teach another trick, and then compare who teaches well and teaches well. Although the two were evenly matched, the white young man found that every time the two competed, Li Chengtao would take it seriously, while Li Chengqian was much more casual.

But the result was still evenly matched, and the sloppy middle-aged man was not left behind.

"Please also ask the seniors for advice!" Yi Xifeng stopped thinking nonsense, and bowed to the middle-aged mountain patrol team member and asked.

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