Chapter 1294 Mu Fan's Decision

At this moment, the rebuilt dark gold knife wheel stepped forward with Mu Fan's body with a certain graceful posture.

The knife wheel instantly...

disappear in front of everyone.

Accompanied by Mu Fan's dark golden body that disappeared and flashed in an instant.

Those iron clansmen holding various weapons aloft were stunned at the same time.

boom!

In their field of view...

That iron clan sword suit that is indestructible and has not left a trace of time is actually...

Instantly shattered into mist.

The dark gold knife wheel reappeared three meters away from before, smashing the super-heavy sword that was more than two and a half meters away.

The proud arm strength and weapon of Lev, the leader of the Iron Race, were crushed to pieces in front of this dark gold armor.

When the Senhan knife wheel was about to sink into Lev's head, a slight fluctuation appeared in Mu Fan's eyes, and the blade suddenly retracted and turned back into a dark gold short stick, hitting Lev's chest heavily horizontally.

puff!

A mouthful of blood exploded in the air, and the sound of several ribs breaking could be heard.

Although Levna's short but frighteningly strong body flew twenty meters across like a cannonball, it hit heavily on an extinguished iron-making furnace behind him.

boom!

Half of the iron furnace was trampled, and Lev's body lay in the dust, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

At this time, the dark golden figure that reappeared in everyone's field of vision had just landed on the second step, stepping into the blood mist.

When the blood mist sprayed by Lev drifted to the position 20 centimeters in front of the dark gold armor, it was silently ignited into sparks.

On the armor with vicissitudes, simplicity, and strength...

Not stained with blood.

Even if it is twice as strong, even if it can still lose dozens of rounds.

The rest of the tribe will not feel as they do now.

It was violence at its rawest, bloodiest.

Completely different from the mysterious and unpredictable God Envoy...

This is what they watched helplessly, unrivaled... powerful.

With just one blow...the strong body and sharp sword armor that the Iron Clan is proud of were smashed to pieces.

Three times stronger, they still have the heart to resist.

Yet when power has done so crushing.

All the anger and hatred turned into despair like an abyss.

Lev, but the strongest of the Iron Clan!

Today, is their race going to be wiped out?

Can nearly a thousand people stop this demon?

"leader!"

"leader……"

Some Iron Race men rushed to the crumbling iron furnace and threw the messy bricks aside.

However, just as the Iron Clan was in a panic.

Mu Fan's blue eyes fell under the iron furnace.

"Remember, it's because of Saran that I saved your life."

The footsteps walked silently.

The iron clansmen who were originally fighting against each other, their eyes flashed blankly, and then there was a kind of joy of surviving a desperate situation.

Lev is not dead! ?

"As a human being, she is more dazzling than you."

"Isn't it just to leave this space, I will give you a way out."

"Isn't it just for a better life? I'll give it to you."

"However, starting today, all your powers will be inherited by Saran."

"Think about it, live."

"If you don't think well, die."

Shocked by Mu Fan's extremely powerful aura, those Iron Clan members involuntarily parted a passage, allowing Mu Fan to walk in front of Lev.

"Cough, cough."

Lev's eyes were bloodshot, not because of anger, but because Mu Fan's horizontal blow was too heavy.

This level... an opponent whose strength is still multiplied.

He had never seen it in his life.

Never seen such a beast.

All his pride was shattered by that casual blow.

Although there is anger in the eyes, mixed with fear.

But the previous hatred...

Instead, it disappeared.

"What you said... is true!?" Lev's body was really strong, and he was able to rely on his fists on the ground to lean back after suffering a blow comparable to a mech.

"Can you...cough, take my people away?"

After finishing speaking, Lev's breath became as thin as a gossamer, and severe pain continued to come from the broken bones.

Mu Fan looked down at the other party, did not speak, but raised his head indifferently, and walked past him.

The voice slowly floated from the side.

"Saran, lead the way. I'm going to meet that so-called... angel."

Saran, who was stunned by all these changes, stretched out his rough hand and wiped the weeping flower's face.

Those sparkling eyes and that far from beautiful face were in harmony.

Her eyes have changed from bewildered at the beginning to firm now.

The Iron Clan girl didn't speak, she looked back at her father's corpse with sadness in her eyes, then raised her head and nodded vigorously.

Under the cold visor, the corners of Mu Fan's mouth curled up.

This girl has more backbone and strength than her clansmen.

That is spiritual strength.

The sound of wrought iron from time to time in the distance gradually disappeared, and the iron clansmen who knew what had happened moved away in fear.

People who don't understand what happened, seeing the involuntary separation of their own clansmen, also dare not be a little reckless.

The enslavement of the so-called "God's Envoy" and the ease of these three years have already made them forget the pain of struggling to survive in the wilderness.

As the two figures marched one after the other, behind them, the iron clansman spontaneously merged into a team, slowly hanging behind them.

They are now in a state of bewilderment.

The original clear direction was now brutally destroyed, and now subconsciously all eyes fell on Saran.

What is the outsider brought by this girl going to do?

"Is what you said true?"

Hearing Saran's generous voice, Mu Fan's eyes fell.

Saran was a little nervous at once, but she didn't evade, but asked with red eyes: "I said, can you take our people out of here? Saran really liked the life before, even though it was bitter, but there was hope. Saran There are healthy parents, and now... everything is ruined."

Big tears rolled down from the corners of the girl's eyes.

"real."

Mu Fan's voice was calm, and he looked into those hopeful eyes, "You long for a happy life, right?"

"En!" Saran nodded heavily.

"Then I will give you this opportunity, and you will lead your people to live the life you want."

"Then what do you want Saran to do? My father taught me before that reaping and giving should be equal. Iron people are not lazy people who get something for nothing." Saran did not shirk like that kind of weak and unruly girl. With a man's unique hearty and strong.

condition?

Thoughts flashed across Mu Fan's eyes, "Forging weapons is enough. Whether the tribe develops well or not, from now on, it's all up to you."

At this moment, what Mu Fan thought of was the previously reconstructed Iron Clan sword suit. If the armored dragon riders were not activated, only the dark gold short stick...

He couldn't penetrate that super giant sword at all.

This tribe is primitive and fierce, but with a certain unique skill.

Shadow Island, you can take them in.

In the virtual space, Hei did not speak from the beginning to the end, but he knew all Mu Fan's actions clearly.

【Mu Fan, you have really matured. 】

[Old man, if you can be resurrected one day, take a good look at the sapling you planted back then, hehe. 】

A faint purple mist began to appear in the air.

Saran's pace stopped suddenly.

"arrive……"