This practitioner, who was holding a blood-like sword, was initially frightened by the heavy armor of the demon in the carriage.
He obviously didn't know that what was contained in this carriage was the Heavenly Demon Heavy Armor that could only be made by the master craftsman of Purgatory Mountain.
He knows more and more thoroughly about weapons and armor than young practitioners like Lin Xi.
He knew that this Heavenly Demon Heavy Armor was smelted and forged with Heavenly Demon's Tears Gold unique to Purgatory Mountain, and the sapphire blue runes on it were all polished and inlaid with Heavenly Demon Orchid gems.
These two materials are only produced deep in a few lava veins in Purgatory Mountain, and they are extremely rare.
Even the cloak of the Demon Heavy Armor is made of the Night Demon Gold used to create the "Night Demon Armor". This cloak is not just a beautiful and useless thing. It is also covered with runes and is filled with soul power. Jumping from a high altitude
At this time, this cloak can function like a hang glider.
Most armors can not only enhance the practitioner's protective capabilities, play a crushing role in battle formations, and even directly destroy some of the opponent's defenses in critical battles, but can also greatly enhance the practitioner's attack power.
Take the "Blue King" heavy armor as an example. It weighs hundreds of kilograms. The practitioner drives it with all his strength and runs at an astonishing speed. How powerful will it be just by hitting the opponent?
This kind of heavy armor is like a powerful soul weapon worn on the body.
The Heavenly Demon Heavy Armor is equivalent to a soul-killing weapon specially tailor-made for practitioners at the national warrior level.
Even with the pure power of the Great Imperial Master, it is impossible to penetrate the armor of the Heavenly Demon Heavy Armor. However, the combat power that a practitioner at the level of a Grandmaster can unleash when driving this Heavenly Demon Heavy Armor can compete with the Great Imperial Master.
Although the soul power consumption of driving the heavy armor is very shocking, even if it can only be maintained for two or three times, or even for dozens of breaths, it is already very terrifying.
Practitioners at the national scholar level are equivalent to possessing the capital of a great official, which is extremely rare. Practitioners at the national master level are even more rare when they have the capital to enfeoff to feudal lords.
However, even three or four national warrior-level practitioners may not be the opponent of a great national master-level practitioner.
But if three or four national master-level practitioners put on this demon heavy armor at the same time, it would be possible to kill a great national master-level practitioner.
This kind of heavy armor is equivalent to turning a national warrior-level practitioner into a great national master-level practitioner in a short period of time... And for practitioners and on the battlefield, a very short time can also change the final result.
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Armor of this level is an important weapon of the country. Each one will be strictly controlled. It is impossible to steal and sell it. Therefore, the counterparty of this transaction is either the Damang Dynasty or Purgatory Mountain itself!
This discovery caused the practitioner, who was holding a blood-like sword, to briefly lose consciousness.
After a brief period of confusion, he saw Lin Xi's face clearly, and the steady blood-stained sword in his hand suddenly jumped slightly.
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The feminine long-bearded man's facial features were still expressionless, but his eyes were almost bursting with fire.
"I want to live!"
He took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, looked coldly at the practitioner holding a bloody sword, and said.
Chen Feirong had already taken a few steps back. Her hands were shaking, and the meridians in her hands and the five internal organs in her body had been damaged. Under such circumstances, the most she could do was to catch this man holding a bloody knife.
The practitioner's three sword strikes, but seeing that Lin Xi still didn't shout to retreat, her body stopped abruptly.
"good!"
The cultivator holding the bloody sword nodded and spoke a simple word.
When he spoke out, the feminine, long-bearded man had already stepped out.
With just one step, he was already in front of Bian Linghan, who was not far away from Lin Xi, and grabbed Bian Linghan's throat with one hand.
His hands glowed with bright yellow light, and his eyes flashed with cruelty. He was already imagining in his mind how to torture this delicate female cultivator.
He passed by the practitioner holding the bloody sword, and at this moment, his back was facing the practitioner holding the bloody sword.
"Okay!" Before the word could be heard, the cultivator holding a blood-stained sword had already slashed out.
His sword was originally meant to kill Lin Xi who had just jumped up from the ground, but as naturally as the wind blew the willows, it changed its direction extremely smoothly in the air, cutting off the cloak of the feminine and long-bearded man, and landed on it.
On the back of the feminine, bearded man.
The feminine long-bearded man turned his head in disbelief and shock, and then let out a hysterical and angry scream: "I took you in and made you a sacrifice. Without me, you might have been killed by those people, even the ones you used
I gave you the soul soldiers, and you unexpectedly attacked me?!"
But the knife was so fast that he couldn't dodge it at all. As soon as he let out his angry scream, a line of blood was already flying out from his back.
The second sword had turned around without stopping and continued to kill fiercely.
The feminine man with a long beard jumped up and dodged the practitioner's second knife. He screamed, blood flying, jumped over several carriages, and landed on the roof of a carriage.
Chen Feirong did not expect such a change at all, but she thought of a certain possibility, her face turned pale, her whole body shone with light, and she was about to jump towards the feminine and long-bearded man.
"do not go!"
But at this moment, the practitioner whose second sword failed seemed to have figured out her intention, and stopped in front of her, forcibly blocking her castration.
The changes in this moment were so fast. Even before the feminine and long-bearded man screamed, Lin Xi looked at the practitioner with great excitement and said: "Uncle Liu, do you know who this person is?"
Official?"
"Do you know Lin Xi and this person?"
Bian Linghan, who just couldn't resist the opponent's grasp, was stunned.
This is an old man with a stooped figure, wrinkles on his face, and somewhat hazy eyes.
She suddenly thought of that day at Lingxia Lake, the punch that crooked the nose of guard Qiu Lu, and she couldn't help but trembled, "Is it him?"
"This carriage is filled with heavy armor of demons? What if he..." Chen Feirong had no time to think about the relationship between Lin Xi and this old man at the moment, so she just said quickly to the old man.
"I know." The old man squinted his eyes and nodded, as if answering her or Lin Xi.
"This is the Shura Soul-Severing Sword. The wounds caused by this Soul Soldier are extremely difficult to heal. If he dares to put on the Demon Heavy Armor at this time and use his soul power with all his strength, he will be dead without us doing anything.
." When Chen Feirong's voice was interrupted by him and her anger stopped, he explained in a deep voice.
At this time, the feminine and bearded man on the carriage stared with great hatred at the old driver who had led Lin Xi through half of the Yunqin Empire, and screamed again: "I treat you like this, how dare you betray me!
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The old man straightened up slightly, looked at the feminine long-bearded man, pointed the bloody sword in his hand at the Demon Heavy Armor in the carriage, and shook his head: "You and I are just using each other's relationship, but he is my friend, so why not
Yes, no matter what, I am from Yunqin..."
"People from Yunqin?"
The feminine and long-bearded man suddenly laughed wildly, "You are low-level people who don't know anything...how dare you hurt me, how dare you talk about Yunqin people in front of me?"
Amidst the fierce laughter, his body flew out and flew towards the mountain stream on the other side of the road.
With one ups and downs, I don't know how many feet it jumped.
With Lin Xi's cultivation, he couldn't catch up with this speed, but he didn't chase him. He saw Jiang Xiaoyi not far away and had leapt towards him, but the warriors who originally surrounded Jiang Xiaoyi had all fallen.
After that, he was completely relieved. He just turned around and asked the old man not far away seriously again, just like he asked questions during the previous journey, "Uncle Liu, do you really know the true identity of this person?...Beheaded
He still showed no expression after being stabbed like this. Either he had Botox... or he was wearing a human skin mask?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" The old man frowned in displeasure and scolded him again, but he immediately said in a deep voice: "Mu Chenyun, the commander of Donglin Provincial Military Supervisory Office... brought him."
Human skin mask.”
It felt like a biting cold wind was blowing on the mountain road.
There were several dull sounds of "Plop" and "Plop" as heavy objects fell to the ground. Several people in the convoy who were still standing fell to the ground.
These warriors did not even try to escape, and directly chose to commit suicide.
It gets colder on the mountain trail.
The Commander of the Provincial Military Supervision Office... is the highest official of the Military Supervision Office in the entire province, with the official title of the second rank!
Moreover, the Military Supervision Office itself is responsible for supervising whether local officials in the Zhengwu Division of the entire province have neglected their duties. The power itself is astonishing!
Previously, Lin Xi, Jiang Xiaoyi, and Bian Linghan were sure that this person was a senior official, but they didn't expect that he was so senior!
"You have no idea what you have done. None of you will have a good ending... You will die miserably."
The shrill, shrill laughter of the feminine, long-bearded man suddenly came over again, but in just a blink of an eye, his figure had turned into a faint black shadow.
"Is it important to be a high-ranking official? How dare you be so proud after losing so many heavy armors of demons?"
Hearing this voice, Lin Xi, who was a little sluggish at first, couldn't help but mutter.
"Damn eunuch!"
Then he cleared his throat and shouted at the faint black shadow that was grinning because he knew they couldn't catch up.
After calling out this sentence, Lin Xi realized that the other party might not understand what it meant, and said loudly: "Hermaphrodite! There is nothing down there! ... It's so dark and you run so fast, I might break your feet."
The sharp laughter suddenly stopped, and the faint black shadow visibly stiffened, and then one side of his body seemed to have really twisted his foot because of his words.