As soon as he turned around, he hid behind a big tree.

And the few people who attacked the Iron Skin Chilong had to retreat because of the giant dragon's collision. As soon as they retreated, they saw that Mu Jiu himself retreated and hid behind the big tree. Those disciples surnamed Chen were a little annoyed.

They were all fighting together, but he was so good that he actually ran behind the tree to hide?What a fool!

The people in Mu Ling felt that he was hiding more at ease. After all, the master had confessed to protect him. Knowing that his strength was weak, naturally they would not let him step forward to deal with this iron red dragon like them.

If the opponent rushes forward regardless, and they still score God to protect him, it will be even more troublesome.

The preconceived notion made them feel that Feng Jiu needs protection, so no one saw it. Feng Jiu, who was hiding behind a tree, was rubbing together some small pills at this time, and reconstituted them.

While poking her head out to look at the iron-skinned red dragon, she just saw the disciple whose hand was hanging weakly flew out by the iron-skinned red dragon, hit the big tree with a bang, and then fell to the ground.

The man groaned, with blood spilling in his mouth, and wanted to stand up again, but fell weakly.

Seeing that the place where the man fell was near the iron-skinned red dragon, and Mu Ling and the others swept away with sword aura, she worried that he would be injured by the sword aura and the giant dragon when he fell there, so she rushed out. Go to the person and drag the person back behind the big tree.

Mu Ling and the others who saw Mu Jiu came out slightly raised their hearts, but after seeing him pulling the injured person to safety, they couldn't help but relax and continue to fight the iron-skinned red dragon. It was just because of his strength. There was a huge disparity, even if they were besieged by the eight of them, they were quickly injured by the dragon's claws, and there were several traces of blood on their bodies.

Feng Jiu took out a vial from the space, opened the vial and dropped a few drops of medicinal liquid into the crushed pills. After stirring it, the crushed pills were kneaded together to form a quail egg size. Black pills.

"Hi! Ah!"

The screams sounded, and Mu Ling and the others were shot flying by the iron-skinned red dragon, and all fell to the ground with injuries, blood spilling from their mouths, and their faces pale as paper.

"boom!"

The iron-skinned red dragon stepped forward and stepped heavily on the ground, and a huge footprint was sunk into the ground. Seeing that the iron-skinned red dragon's raised foot was about to step on the fallen Pei Zixuan, The faces of the few people scattered around suddenly changed.

"Zixuan! Run away!"

Pei Zixuan's face was pale, and he tried to move his body, but because he was slapped by the iron-skinned red dragon, he suffered a serious internal injury, and it was difficult to even move at this time.

He couldn't help showing a bitter smile, and said in a weak voice: "I can't move, and my strength can't be raised." If he can escape, why doesn't he want to escape?

Of course, just when he was desperate, he saw that thin figure rushing towards him quickly, and he was slightly startled lying on the ground.Is it Mu Jiu?Why did he come out?Isn't he afraid of death?

Feng Jiu slid out quickly. With a flash of figure, he came to him and hurriedly pulled him out just before the iron-skinned red dragon’s feet fell, and led him directly behind the big tree. The previous monk was lying side by side on the ground.

"You guys will take a break here first and lend me your sword by the way."