After speaking, the four guardians raised their swords and rushed towards the hall, fighting...

At the same time, Li Mufeng took Lan to the Cliff Valley.

"He's here?"

At this time, the sword wolf had already felt that the aura of the powerful man of the Heavenly King was approaching in their direction.

Li Mufeng walked towards the direction of the cliff valley with Lan calmly.

"Haha, it's really not a boast. You can actually feel that I'm here with your breath. It proves that you have reached a level, but you are still no match for me." Li Mufeng said, Lan followed her and asked.

"Li Shuai, are you saying true?"

"Of course!" Li Mufeng answered neatly.

He took Lan to a curve beside the cliff and came directly to the hall, which was a spacious flat ground.

Li Mufeng stopped and stood on the flat ground, looking at the battle in the hall.

With a loud bang, Daolang had already come straight to Li Mufeng, and the two were ten meters apart.

Li Mufeng wore a black battle robe, a red cloak, and a golden mask made of metal.

"You are the head coach of the Black Iron Army - Li Mufeng?"

The fist of the sword wolf clenched was hissing.

"Haha, yes, aren't your Skeleton Cult trying every possible way to attract me? But I'm sorry, because I'm not good at waiting and like to fight quickly, so I didn't give you the chance to wait for the so-called major alliance forces outside the domain. I'm afraid you'll have to take a step ahead of them."

"Haha, Li Mufeng, I can't see who can't get out of this cliff valley today."

"Haha, I think you are misinterpreting my meaning. I don't plan to let you leave alive. Just destroy your Skeleton Cult in this cliff valley. A small sect actually provokes my Black Iron Army. I think you are just wandering on the verge of death, overestimating your ability."

Li Mufeng said as he looked at the movements in the hall. In fact, he didn't have to see them. Those strong men who thought they were the Eight-Steps War God were no match for his four great guardians at all.

"It's better to see if they finish fighting, and you can fight with me again. Although I don't like wasting time, I can let you see what the real Eight-Step War God is."

Is this humiliating Daolang? Daolang sneered: "Are you delaying the time?"

"Haha, I'll delay time? I'm giving you a chance to send you a ride and your subordinates to witness what the outcome would be like to provoke the Black Iron Army."

Yes, that's what Li Mufeng thought. If the Skeleton Cult dares to provoke his Black Iron Army in the North and kill his brothers, then Li Mufeng will eliminate the Skeleton Cult. This is called reciprocity.

"I'll give you a chance to watch the game. At least you can tell the truth when you go to the underworld and reflect on how you failed."

After saying that, with a "boom", an eight-step war god rushed out and fell heavily to the ground. A mouthful of blood was spewed out, followed by a black shadow flashing and came to the eight-step war god.

"Haha, can't you deal with our four great guardians with one hand? Why are you so bad? With your ability, I'd better send you to the underworld to practice earlier."

"You, you..." The eight-step war god was not humiliated, and supported himself on the ground with one hand, and flew forward to the southern demon.

The Nanmo didn't even have the idea of ​​dodging until the Eight-Primary War God ascended to him. The next second, the big sword in Nanmo's hand raised, and the Eight-Primary War God's body leaned down to the sky. He opened his eyes and looked panicked, and he had no power to dodge, and directly hit Nanmo's blade with his chest.

With a "punch", blood flowed directly to the big knife.
Chapter completed!