As soon as he turned around, he hid behind a big tree.
As soon as they retreated, they saw that namujiu himself was still hiding behind the big tree. This made the disciples of the Chen surname a little annoyed.
They're all fighting together. He's good enough to run behind a tree to hide? What a coward!
Muling several people feel that he hides, but let them feel more at ease, after all, the master told him to protect him, knowing that he was not strong enough, naturally would not let him go forward to deal with the iron red dragon like them.
If the other side regardless of the rush up, they have to distract to protect him, that is more troublesome.
The preconceived idea made them feel that Fengjiu needed protection, so no one saw it. Feng Jiu, hiding behind the tree, was rubbing some small pills together and preparing them again.
As she poked her head out to look at the iron red dragon, she saw that the disciple whose hand was unable to fall down was slapped out by the iron red dragon, hit the tree with a bang, and then fell to the ground.
The man snorted, his mouth overflowed with blood, trying to stand up again, but he fell down powerless.
Seeing that the place where the man fell was near the iron skin red dragon, and Mu Ling was swept by their swords, she was afraid that he would be hurt by the sword spirit and the Dragon when he fell there. So she swept out and went towards the man and dragged him back to the back of the big tree.
Seeing Mu Jiu come out, Mu Ling and others feel a little bit worried, but when they see him pulling the injured man to the safety place, they can't help but put down their hearts and continue to fight with the iron red dragon. However, due to the great disparity of strength, even if eight of them besieged, they were soon injured by the Dragon claws, and their bodies were scratched with several traces of blood.
Feng Jiu takes out a small bottle from the space, opens the bottle, drops a few drops of medicine in those crushed pills, and then after mixing, the crushed pills are mixed together again to form a black pill the size of a quail egg.
"Hiss! Ah
Scream sound sounded, Muling and others were beaten by the iron red dragon, one by one were injured and fell on the ground, the mouth spilled blood, pale as paper.
"Bang!"
The iron red dragon raised his foot and stepped on it heavily. A huge footprint was sunk in the ground. When he saw that the iron red dragon's raised foot was about to step down on Pei Zixuan, the faces of several people scattered around him suddenly changed.
"Zixuan! Run away
Pei Zixuan was pale and tried to move his body. However, he was hit by the iron red dragon in the palm and suffered a serious internal injury. At this time, he even had some difficulties in moving.
He could not help but show a wry smile, voice weak said: "I can't move, the strength of the whole body can't be raised." If he could, why didn't he want to escape?
However, just when he was in despair, he saw that thin figure quickly swept towards him, lying on the ground of his micro Zheng. Is it Mujiu? How did he come out? Is he not afraid of death?
Feng Jiu quickly swept out, and his figure flashed. He came to him and pulled him out the moment before the big feet of the iron red dragon fell. He took him directly behind the big tree and lay on the ground side by side with the former monk.
"You will have a rest here first, and lend me your sword by the way."
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