Moreover, this long sword that emits dazzling purple light is far more powerful than the previous silver and slender long sword.
Substantial purple brilliance is like flames floating in the air on the sword body, flying like butterflies.
This purple sword is still piercing the main artery of this black figure's neck.
The long knife that was as red as blood in the black shadow's hand slightly changed its direction and slashed towards her head.
However, the long sword in her hand did not change its power at all, and there was a crazy look in her eyes under the silver mask.
She wasn't originally a crazy person, but she kept doing crazy things.
Exuding a suffocating iron-blooded aura, the black figure who never seemed to give in slightly raised his head and looked squarely at this cold opponent wearing a silver-white mask for the first time.
This black shadow is not afraid of death, but the current situation is not worth his life.
So he chose to give in.
His left hand emitted a crystal yellow light. Just when the sharp sword edge was about to touch his neck, his left hand turned backhand and struck the purple sword with the back of his hand.
"Snapped!"
There was a sudden explosion in the air.
A bloodstain appeared on the back of his hand, but Chen Feirong's body sank, and then he struck the back of his hand and rolled forward. "You go to another carriage." A clear voice came from
It came out of her mouth.
This sentence was said to Jiang Xiaoyi.
…
The feminine, long-bearded man still stood where he was and didn't move.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the grassy hillside, covered his bleeding throat with a white handkerchief, and looked coldly at Lin Xi and Bian Linghan who were rushing down.
He waited for these two people to come and die.
But suddenly, his eyes became angry again, and he let out a very low and sharp scream: "I will make you unable to live and die!"
Because when he saw Lin Xi and Bian Linghan rushing down, they ignored him and rushed directly towards the black figure with a bloodstain on the back of his hand.
One arrow shot him in the lower body, and another arrow hurt his throat. The behavior of these two people at this time made him feel even more neglected.
He couldn't bear this kind of neglect.
In this extremely low scream, the blood-stained white handkerchief in his hand was thrown into the air. His toes touched the ground and rushed towards Lin Xi and Bian Linghan. Because of his speed, he even dragged it out.
There was a slight afterimage, and the black cloak on his body was dragged straight in the air by the strong wind he brought up, making a hunting sound.
More than a dozen black shadows surrounded Jiang Xiaoyi, who was running towards another carriage. The practitioner holding a blood-red sword had already risen into the air.
He didn't even turn around. When he touched his toes, the ground beneath his feet shook. His whole body seemed to have violated the laws of nature and flew backwards with an attitude that looked light and airy in the eyes of others.
It flew into the air above the head of Chen Feirong, who had just stood up.
Then, the long knife in his hand slashed down from top to bottom without any tricks, like a waterfall of blood pouring down the ground.
Chen Feirong's eyes turned red.
There was nothing clever about this sword, but the timing was so perfect that she had no time to use her strength to dodge, so the silver sword in her right hand hit it immediately.
With a soft sound of "dang", the silver sword was knocked down directly. It was unable to withstand the blow from the head, but the purple sword in Chen Feirong's left hand had also rushed forward, "dang!" Right here.
The moment the purple sword and the blood sword intersected, a light cyan sword light rose from behind her.
Lin Xi jumped up from behind her and slashed the practitioner's head with his sword.
The practitioner's left hand was also stretched out at this time.
Lin Xi also encountered the same result as Jiang Xiaoyi.
The light blue sword in his hand flew out along with the blood in his hand, and his whole body also flew back.
Chen Feirong below took a step back, and a wisp of blood came out of the mouth of the silver mask.
The practitioner holding the blood-like sword fell backwards.
With just one blow, he knocked away Lin Xi's sword and severely injured Chen Feirong.
"carriage!"
But just as the sword in Lin Xi's hand was released and flew backwards, Lin Xi let out an extremely firm cold shout!
He said this to Bian Linghan.
The strength of this cultivator holding a blood-red sword is far superior to that of Chen Feirong. If he is not a high-level soul master, he may also be a national scholar!
Such people should not appear here at all.
Whether it's the long-bearded, feminine man or this person, as long as one person is here, they have no chance of winning.
But he didn't originally have the luxury of killing these people. He just wanted to rely on his unique ability to know the identity of this long-bearded, feminine man and what kind of deal they were doing.
…
When rushing down, Lin Xi had already agreed with Bian Linghan that she had only one goal, which was the carriage carriage.
At this moment, hearing Lin Xi's extremely firm cold shout, Bian Linghan jumped up even more at all costs, using all his strength, he crashed into the nearest carriage carriage.
No one can understand Lin Xi's thoughts and plans.
Jiang Xiaoyi and Chen Feirong couldn't do it, and neither could she. The practitioners holding bloody swords and the effeminate men with long beards couldn't do it either.
If everyone is dead, even if they can see the things in the carriage before they die, what can they do?
Could it be that this group of practitioners...are just a group of dead warriors? There are still practitioners hiding and observing in the nearby mountains and forests?
Because it is unexpected, it is more difficult to prevent it.
"Peng!"
The moment Lin Xi landed heavily, Bian Linghan had already hit the carriage carriage hard.
She held a dagger in both hands, and the dagger was deeply embedded in the wall of the carriage. However, when she swung it violently, it was as if it was clamped by the big hand, making it difficult to move.
Her face suddenly turned paler.
The inner wall of this carriage is actually embedded with thick steel plates!
The feminine man with long beard was already only a few steps away from her.
But at this moment, this feminine and long-bearded man raised his head slightly.
Are there really other practitioners?
He saw that at some point, not far from his carriage, in the dark night, a not tall figure suddenly appeared like a ghost.
A black light shot out from in front of this ghostly black shadow that even he didn't know when it appeared, and arrived in front of him.
The sudden appearance of the black shadow and the black light made him feel a little strange, so a weapon appeared in his hand.
A pure white Ruyi exuded a majestic aura and hit this black light.
This black light dissipated with a snap, and then, the darkness became deeper and thicker, making him unable to see his fingers, and then enveloped him.
This black light turned out to be a weird glass projectile that instantly released extremely thick black dust.
…
Neither Lin Xi nor Chen Feirong saw this practitioner who suddenly appeared and did not belong to them.
Because just when this black light opened towards the feminine and long-bearded man, the practitioner holding the blood-colored sword had already taken another step forward and slashed it down.
Even with Lin Xi's interference, Chen Feirong was already injured in the previous sword blow, but Chen Feirong did not give in when faced with this sword blow.
The soul power in her body flowed into the two swords in her hands regardless of the consequences. The silver long sword and purple long sword in her hands turned into meteors and butterflies again, crossed upwards, and met the sword.
At the moment when the swords met, some blood flowed out from the corners of her silver mask's mouth, but she still did not retreat. Instead, the two swords made a sharp and harsh friction sound, locking the opponent's long and bloody lips.
Knife. "Go!" At the same time, she gave Lin Xi a decisive and sharp shout.
Lin Xi's eyes flashed violently, and his eyes rested on the window of the carriage carriage where Bian Linghan was.
But at this moment, the exploding black dust spread instantly, and a thicker night enveloped him.
Almost as a result of her body's intuition, Lin Xi closed her eyes, held her breath, and jumped into the air. According to the memory of a breath ago, she put her feet in front and kicked hard towards the window of the carriage.
"Snapped!"
The window of the carriage was kicked open, and Lin Xi did not break through the window like some movie scenes he was familiar with. Instead, he was hit hard by the recoil and fell to the ground. At the moment of falling, he heard the sound of the car window coming in.
The sound of knocking on heavy gold and iron.
The moment her back touched the ground, Lin Xi felt a strong wind blowing and a light lit up in front of her eyes.
So he didn't make any unnecessary movements, he just opened his eyes.
He was stunned immediately.
The feminine, long-bearded man held a long red flag in his hand. Under the agitation of his soul, real flames emerged from the fiery cloud-like runes on the surface of the long red flag.
The white Ruyi in his hand had been put away, but his chest was injured by something unknown, and a ball of blood was expanding on his silk shirt.
The practitioner who appeared like a ghost had moved closer and was hiding in the shadow of a carriage.
Time is a little stagnant at this moment.
Most people's eyes were attracted by the things in the carriage.
A metal armor wearing a black cloak sat cross-legged in the carriage like a demon.
The simple sapphire blue runes on the black metal surface are still emitting flowing light even without the concentration of soul power, just like sapphire blue blood flowing in this armor.
This armor is completely sealed, and even the eyes are sealed with two white and transparent crystals, making the armor itself more like a living creature.
There are also braids on the fully enclosed armored helmet, all of which are sapphire blue sharp blades.
The arms, elbows, knees, legs... all have flying wing-shaped blades.
On the chest of the armor, which is full of muscle and bone-like texture, there is also a black text picture of this world: "Demon!"
Demon heavy armor!
This is the Heavenly Demon Heavy Armor from Purgatory Mountain, another holy land of cultivation in the world, where even Qingluan Palace must maintain a certain degree of awe!
Lin Xi had not seen many armors, but among the Qingluan Military Palace, this armor occupied a prominent position.
Although Yun Qin's cultivation methods are orthodox, his research on weapons and runes has always been far ahead of Tang Zang and Da Mang. Yun Qin practitioners have always had an advantage in terms of their soul weapons and armors.
But there are also two powerful armors in the Purgatory Mountain of Damang, the "Night Demon" and the "Heaven Demon".
The manufacturing difficulty of "Night Demon" and "Qing Wang", the main battle armor of the Yunqin border army, are estimated to be almost the same, because both appear frequently on the battlefield. The strength and armor defense level of the two after being infused with soul power are also different.
It's not much, but the weight of the Night Demon Armor is nearly a quarter lighter than the Qingwang Heavy Armor, which means more agile movements and less soul power consumption, and the battle can last longer when wearing this kind of armor.
However, the Heavenly Demon Heavy Armor is very rare.
Because this is the elite disciple of Purgatory Mountain. Only those with the cultivation level of a peak soul master or above can obtain this powerful armor, and only with the strength of soul power can they command it!
This kind of armor, which can only be made by the master craftsmen of Purgatory Mountain, cannot be bought with just a few cents of money!
Lin Xi was shocked to the point of being stunned by what was being traded in the carriage, and out of the corner of his eye he spotted the practitioner holding a blood-stained sword. Through the firelight at this time, he could really see the practitioner's face clearly for the first time.
Looking at his face, he couldn't help but open his mouth, but for a moment he was so surprised that he didn't make any sound.