At that moment, the newly reconstructed Dark Gold Blade Wheel stepped out alongside Mu Fan's body with a certain elegant poise.
The blade wheel instantly...
Vanished before everyone's eyes.
Along with it vanished and reappeared Mu Fan's dark gold figure in a single instant.
The Iron Clan People raising all manner of weapons froze at the same time.
Boom!
Before their eyes...
That invincible Iron Clan Sword Armor, untouched by even the passing years, actually...
Exploded into mist in an instant.
The Dark Gold Blade Wheel reappeared three meters ahead, shredding the over-two-and-a-half-meter heavy sword armor to pieces.
Liefu, the Iron Clan leader, saw his proud arm strength and his prized weapon crushed to nothing before this Dark Gold Armor.
Just as the chilling blade wheel was about to plunge into Liefu's skull, a faint ripple appeared in Mu Fan's eyes. The blade abruptly withdrew, turning back into a Dark Gold Short Stick that smashed heavily across Liefu's chest.
Pfft!
A spray of blood burst into the air, followed by the sound of several ribs breaking.
Liefu's short yet terrifyingly muscular body flew sideways like a cannonball for twenty meters before slamming heavily into an extinguished iron smelting furnace behind him.
Boom!
Half the iron furnace collapsed. Amid the billowing dust, Liefu lay within, his fate unknown.
Only then did the dark gold figure reappear in everyone's sight, its second step just landing as it entered the blood mist.
When the mist of blood Liefu had spat out drifted within twenty centimeters of the Dark Gold Armor, it silently ignited into sparks.
Upon that armor, which carried an ancient, weathered, powerful aura...
Not a drop of blood remained.
Even if he had been one or two times stronger, even if they could have fought for dozens more exchanges before losing...