After this man gained the upper hand, his face was full of color, shouting and shouting, and he waved the big sword in a tiger and a tiger, forgetting that this was an assessment, and he didn't know what it meant to stop, and he kept beating the iron-armored corpse back, and he was about to fall out of the ring, and then the people of the Yuling family were afraid that they would lose face, and the prestige of the Yuling iron corpse played by their ancestors would also be greatly reduced.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face was not good-looking, and he was about to terminate the assessment, but he happened to see the man's eyes and expressions, which was simply full of mockery skills.

The middle-aged man suddenly snorted coldly, and the hand that was originally going to be raised was put down again, and he quietly pinched a law decision, wanting to teach the other party a lesson.

"Hehe, this man is going to be unlucky. The old farmer knocked the ashes, lit another pot for himself, and said with a smile.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the iron armor on the iron armor corpse that had been beaten back one after another suddenly sounded, and four thumb-thick steel pillars popped out of the joints of the limbs, and the iron armor corpse roared as if he had let go of the chains, and slapped the man with a big change in face with a slap of his arm and rolled out of the ring, losing his face.

The ironclad corpse had just been beaten aggrieved, which was definitely not a good experience for the tyrannical zombies, and now that the ban was lifted, he suddenly became ferocious, and jumped out of the ring with his claws open, the posture was almost like a chef who was about to handle a plate of shredded chicken.

"Ban me!" The middle-aged man's face changed, and he hurriedly held a token to cast a spell, although he didn't want to ruin the reputation of the Yuling Iron Corpse, but he couldn't kill the people who came to the assessment in this Heavenly Master Building, and it would be a big trouble at that time, so he hurriedly re-imposed the ban.

Before the iron-armored corpse fell, the steel pillars of the limbs were nailed back again, and most of its muscles and bones were restrained, and it could not use three layers of strength to suddenly fall from mid-air.

The man who fell out of the ring and was disgraced was in anger, and when he saw this, his eyes lit up, and he actually aimed his big sword at the neck of the iron-armored corpse that was exposed because of the jump.

Not to mention that this bronze sword is engraved with a demon slaying talisman on it, just the palm-wide sword body is enough to shovel down the head of the iron-armored corpse, which shows how ruthless this man is.

Not to mention the middle-aged man this time, even the onlookers around couldn't help frowning.

This iron-armored corpse knows at a glance that it has been carefully cultivated, I am afraid it will take three or four generations of ancestors and grandchildren, generation after generation of blood sacrifice, with blood spells to refine, you can imagine how much effort has been spent, if it is beheaded, even if it is a zombie, I am afraid it will be wasted.

Because he lost face because he was not good at learning, he had to destroy the hard work of the other party for hundreds of years and generations, it can be seen how narrow-minded this man is, no wonder the Vajra Mantra only has its shape and does not have its meaning, with the other party's heart, even if he holds the four precepts for a lifetime, the Vajra Mantra does not want to make much progress.

"Look for death!" The middle-aged man was really angry, and crushed the corpse control order in his hand, only to see that the iron-armored corpse popped out of the limbs and torso of nine steel columns, this time not only one section, but all of them bounced out.

The completely released iron-armored corpse roared happily, exerting all his strength, and even the iron-armored corpse on his body creaked, and even cracked, which shows that this iron-armored corpse was also a brute force warrior before his death.

Frightened by the ferocious aura released by the iron-armored corpse, the strong man's movements slowed down, and the iron-armored corpse closed his hands together, and the bronze sword was clamped between his hands, and suddenly a puff of black smoke came out, but the iron-armored corpse didn't care, after falling to the ground, his arms exerted his strength, and the bronze sword was snatched away, and the claws that had been purified by the demon slashing talisman to expose the white bones with the black corpse poison twisted off the man's head, and the blood spurted out more than a zhang high.

"This is troublesome, this man is afraid that he is Xiong Jingang's disciple, and if he kills the other party, I'm afraid Xiong Jingang will go crazy. The old farmer shook his head, looked at the middle-aged man with a very ugly face, asked the man to take away the corpse, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, and resealed the iron-armored corpse that was about to run away into the iron coffin, and his face became very pale.

In this battle, the man lost his life, and the middle-aged man also lost a mouthful of essence and blood, even if he recuperated in the future, he would have to live a short life for several years, and he would always worry about the revenge of the other master, so it can be said that there is no winner.

"Xiong Jingang, I didn't expect it to be his disciple. Yan Xu shook his head, just hearing this name made him feel troublesome, which showed how troublesome this character was.

Xiong Jingang was originally a disciple of Buddhism, but he was short-tempered, impulsive and irritable, and caused a big trouble when he went down the mountain for the first time, and was caught by the master of the temple and locked up in the Tibetan scripture pavilion to copy the scriptures for ten years.

But I didn't expect Xiong King Kong to find a strong King Kong contemplation door in the scriptures, practiced a divine power, and finally killed the warrior monk of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, seized a lot of secret books, and then burned the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and then broke the mountain gate and fled to the bottom of the mountain, becoming a famous fierce monk at that time.

This person has been hunted down by the world's Buddhism for decades, and he is still alive and well, how troublesome you say he is, no wonder the middle-aged man of the Yuling family has such an ugly face.

Although Yan Xu was quite sympathetic to the other party, he had no intention of causing this trouble, after all, Xiong Jingang had never had a bottom line, and provoking such an enemy was not just by relying on his own strength.

However, it can't be a trip in vain, although Yan Xu has no interest in the Heavenly Master Order, but when it is always useful in the future, he will let the iron-clothed guest go up and try it.

Although the iron-clothed guest doesn't know Taoism, doesn't learn witchcraft, and doesn't have the right major, but where is the martial arts cultivation, even if he is a master in the rivers and lakes, even if he doesn't do anything, he can't hold his blood rush when he is idle for a hundred years, and as for some spirit monsters, he can't stop his knife, so he directly won a piece of copper order.

There are only four copper orders in the entire Heavenly Master Building, and after the iron-clothed guest took one piece, many people couldn't sit still, and they didn't care that if they made a move in front of the public, they would expose their details and compete to be the first to strike.

It's no wonder that these people are so cautious, many people rely on a spell to eat and save their lives, if they are found out, they are afraid that they will be more than lucky.

But this opportunity to change their fate is just around the corner, and many people can't take care of it anymore.

However, there are also sensible ones, such as the old farmer, who just let the honest Housheng next to him take a piece of iron order and stopped, and after packing the uneaten wine and food on the table, he took Housheng away with his hands behind his back, without any nostalgia.

Yan Xu may not have any feelings, but the iron-clad guest knows that such a person doesn't care about his ability, but at least he can live longer than most people, which is enough, even if I can't beat you, but I can live longer, and when you die, even if Lao Tzu goes to your grave and fertilizes every day, what can you do with me.