Iron Hand's original name was Tie Youxia.
His arm strength was extraordinary, his internal strength was deep, he was gentle and polite, meticulous, and hated evil.
His hands were also impenetrable by weapons and poisons, hence his name. In the martial arts world, he was known as " The Most Powerful Hands ".
Compared to the four of them, Iron Hand was above Ruthless, Palm was above Pursuit, and Internal Strength was above Coldblood.
It was not an exaggeration to call him the second-in-command.
Ironhand walked forward and looked straight at Shentu Ling. There was no fear on his face.
"Humph!"
"A small fry like this is worthy of being my opponent?”
Shentu Ling sneered, not putting Iron Hand in her eyes at all.
To be precise, he did not take the entire Martial Marquis's Mansion seriously.
Wu Qing frowned slightly.
There could only be one outcome for such a rude person.
"Brat!"
"Did you eat too much sh * t?"
"Why are you talking so smelly?"
"Your Grandpa Iron Hand will not show mercy!”
Iron Hand shouted loudly, his body took a step forward, and his fist instantly swung out, bringing with it a vigorous and powerful fist wind!
Shentu Ling saw this.
He was shocked!
He did not expect the person in front of him to be so fast!
He hurriedly placed the giant sword in front of him and used it to block Iron Hand's punch!
Clang!
Bang!
A crisp sound rang out!
Shentu Ling's figure retreated continuously, looking like he could not take it.
"What great strength!"
Shentu Ling looked at the iron hand.
The man in front of him, who looked slightly thin, could actually use such great strength.
This was beyond his expectations.
"You can't hold on anymore?"
When Iron Hand saw Shentu Ling's reaction, he sneered.
"Not bad!"
"Looks like we can have a satisfying battle today!”
Shentu Ling put down the giant sword as a cruel smile appeared on her face.
Ta!
The two of them began to run at full speed.
Su Jiu looked at the two of them.
In fact, the two of them were about the same in strength, and Shentu Ling was even slightly stronger.
And Shentu Ling's advantage was that he had great strength. He could instantly erupt with an extremely powerful aura!
Iron Hand turned his palm into a fist, and a domineering aura came out of his body.
Boom!
The iron hand shot straight towards Shentu Ling.
Bang!
The two of them collided.
A powerful aura spread out from the two of them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The iron fist struck the flesh, continuously hitting the opponent's vital points.
And Shentu Ling was not to be outdone. He used the giant sword in his hand as if it was an ordinary sword!
"This person's strength is truly terrifying!"
Wu Qing, who was far away, was slightly surprised when he saw Shentu Ling's strength.
Su Jiu saw that the two of them were equally matched. She knew that Lu Buwei must have put in a lot of effort this time, and that he wasn't the only one.
If they really sent Shentu Ling here alone…
That wouldn't be Lu Buwei's style.
Bang!
After a loud bang, the two of them temporarily separated.
Shentu Ling held the greatsword in her hand to support her body. She looked at the panting Iron Hand and realized that she could not take him down.
"I didn't expect there to be someone that you can't deal with.”
Ruthless could not help but shake his head and tease.
"Why don't you try?"
Iron Hand rolled his eyes.
Su Jiu had already expected this outcome.
"Who are you?"
"Why have I never seen you in the martial world?”
No matter how Shentu Ling tried to recall, she did not have any impression of the person in front of her.
He was a deacon of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion.
All the experts in the martial world knew about it.
"Second senior brother, you've wasted too much time.”
Coldblood shot a glance at Shentu Ling, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
However, at this moment.
Four more figures appeared outside the manor.
When Shentu Ling saw the four of them, she immediately laughed maniacally.
"I thought you were as scared as girls!”
"Shut up!"
Mochou berated and glared at Shentu Ling.
Yue Wushuang walked out slowly and swept her gaze across the crowd. Finally, her gaze stopped on Su Jiu.
You must be Su Jiu?"
"What's wrong?"
"Are you also here to take my head?”
Su Jiu asked jokingly.
"As long as you are."
"I don't need to know too much."
Yue Wushuang reached out and slowly pulled out a strange-colored sword from her waist.
Its entire body was pitch-black, and even the hilt was the same!
His eyes gradually turned deep and dark.
" 33 Swords of Spring and Autumn!"
"Ranked 29th, Soul-breaking Sword Yue Wushuang, come and teach me!”
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