"If you don't rely on these external things, you may not be able to defeat me."
"You are talking nonsense."
"Although you defeated me, you insulted me with vulgar words and failed to convince me with reason. How could you make me admit defeat?"
"What's the truth? According to your theory, soul soldiers are all foreign objects. When practitioners fight, they can only compete with each other naked without using anything? Wake up, a large part of our strength is based on soul power.
Fusion of the vitality of heaven and earth, ice, snow, rain, thunder and lightning... If you have the ability, borrow these powers. If you have the runes, you can gather them. If you have the methods of practice, you can mobilize... These cannot be used? Then everyone sits down and collides with soul power?
Is this what we call fighting? Then why fight? Just compare with who is older or who has been practicing longer. In a fight between practitioners, naturally, whoever can stand up is considered the winner, and whoever lies down and cannot fight is considered the loser.
Oh, I beat you with things I got from places you dare not go. The time I spent searching in those places, isn’t that called practice? Only if you practice with your eyes closed, is that called practice?”
This was a conversation that took place between Dean Zhang and a certain Saint Master in Zhongzhou City in the past. After Dean Zhang’s series of rhetorical questions, the powerful Saint Master who was defeated by Dean Zhang relying on Dahei and other soul soldiers at that time
Finally, after a long silence, he sighed and sincerely admitted defeat.
Dean Zhang, like Lin Xi, originally did not belong to this world. After seeing many weapons that can save effort and are even more powerful than the strongest soul soldiers in the world, it is impossible for him to follow the rules. Naturally, he
He will try his best to "be lazy" and find more powerful weapons to make himself stronger.
Some of his ideas are naturally advanced for this world. No one can figure out how many places he has visited before he brought Dahei into Zhongzhou City for the first time.
Searching for things... This process not only made him become the dean of Qingluan College soon after entering Qingluan College, but also brought many cultivation methods to Qingluan College, including many runes that others did not know about.
There are also some powerful ancient soul weapons that are like cultural relics.
Because he had different ideas and different visions, when he traveled around the world, he brought back many "weirdos" and "idiots". These people implemented some of his ideas and researched a lot of things. Therefore, over the years,
The ordnance of the Yunqin Army has always been the largest and most powerful. Moreover, Qingluan Academy has some orphan-level soul weapons that no craftsman in this world can imitate or recreate. Among them, Mo Feng, Ao
Phoenix, Qingluan War God Armor and other armors.
Although the Heavenly Demon Heavy Armor is powerful, the Damang general certainly cannot think that it is stronger than the Qingluan Academy's strongest heavy armor, the Qingluan God of War Armor.
When the metal tail feathers grew, he knew that he was destined to die.
…
At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyi's figure was already at least a head taller than usual, but this cyan armor appeared to be exceptionally slender and tall. While it was majestic, it also gave people an extraordinarily slender and light feeling.
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He drew his spear.
The black coating on the tip of the gun has disappeared due to friction with the demon armor, revealing a cyan texture. From the tip to the body of the gun, everything is covered with runes as numerous as stars and as small as ants.
Seven or eight Damang army practitioners wearing night devil heavy armor had not fully realized what was going on when he drew back his spear.
They simply could not imagine that their general wearing the heavy armor of the demon would die in one blow from the opponent.
A young Yunqin cultivator who was originally wearing ordinary black armor suddenly appeared with heavy armor on his body. Even if such a thing fell into their sight, they felt that it was completely unreasonable.
"Bang!"
General Da Mang, whose internal organs were torn apart by the sharp and killing power of the spear, fell heavily on the slightly waterlogged stone road with his heavy Heavenly Demon heavy armor, causing many thin splashes of water.
When such a sound came out, the seven or eight Damang army practitioners wearing Night Demon heavy armor finally reacted. At the same time, they let out a roar and flew towards the exceptionally tall and slender cyan heavy armor on the road.
Pounced up.
The spear in Jiang Xiaoyi's hand dropped to the ground.
The green spear tip landed on the hard stone slab, just like a sharpened chopstick falling on a piece of soft tofu. It penetrated easily by relying on its own weight.
This level of sharpness and hardness instantly filled the hearts of these Da Mang sergeants who desperately rushed forward to avenge their commander.
Jiang Xiaoyi looked at these movable metal fortresses running towards her without much emotion.
The soul power in his body slowly separated out and penetrated into the armor on his body.
The tiny gaps in the armor on his body naturally formed runes and glowed. These green brilliance dispersed in the air, forming dozens of dazzling cyan tail feathers behind him, like a peacock spreading its tail.
The seven long metal feathers behind him flew up and flew around in front of him, then disintegrated and turned into many sharp flying blades, which shot out in an instant.
The end of each sharp cyan flying blade is connected to a cyan metal wire that is thinner than a hundred-refined steel wire.
The breathing of all the night demon heavily armored sergeants who flew towards them stopped at this moment.
In their sight, Jiang Xiaoyi could not be seen at all, and the space in front of them was filled with densely packed cyan flying blades.
There were many sounds of cracking metal in the night rain.
Because the rupture seemed to come too easily, it sounded like pieces of paper being torn apart easily.
This Night Demon's heavy armor was pierced with countless holes by these cyan flying blades, and countless strips of hot blood spurted out.
The cyan flying blade quickly retracted and formed seven long metal tail feathers behind Jiang Xiaoyi.
All these tall metal figures fell down in front of him and hit the ground.
With the help of these heavy-armored sergeants, a practitioner from the Damang army who had previously climbed up from under the rocks was sitting on the ground because the armor components on his body were somewhat damaged. Looking at this scene, the despair in his heart was even overwhelming.
The medicinal power of magic eye flower.
However, behind him, there was the sound of light cloth-soled shoes stepping on the wet stone road.
There was the sound of splashing water.
But the cloth soles never made the sound of sticky, wet cloth hitting stones. It seemed that the cloth soles were always strangely dry.
Jiang Xiaoyi's brows in the armor slowly raised.
…
The black-shirted man who had appeared next to Shen Tunian before appeared in Jiang Xiaoyi's sight, walking towards the collapsed archway, keeping away from the wind and rain as he moved, holding an orange dagger that was more than a foot long in his hand.
"Today I saw the most important armor in the world. It is truly a blessing in my life."
In front of the rubble of the collapsed archway, the man in black suddenly stopped, stretched out his arms, held his dagger horizontally in front of him, and slowly said, "Are you Lin Xi?"
Although Jiang Xiaoyi's brows were raised, his face remained calm. When he heard the other party mention his friend's name, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all being mistaken, but he felt a surge of warmth, "I'm not Lin Xi."
The man in black shirt nodded and said nothing.
Hengjian was still on the defensive, but his gaze did not fall on Jiang Xiaoyi, but on a small courtyard behind Jiang Xiaoyi.
He is a Saint Master. Even if Jiang Xiaoyi is currently wearing Qingluan's first layer of armor and can fight across the ranks, she will naturally not be able to reach him. His defense is naturally not aimed at Jiang Xiaoyi.
With a "squeak" sound, the door of the small courtyard opened. Because the shaft wood swelled during the rainy season, the sound of the door opening seemed a bit weird.
An old woman, dressed no differently than an ordinary Yunqin peasant woman, walked out of the courtyard door carrying two thick-backed long knives.
The man in black slightly drew back his dagger, and his sword force became more solemn, "The oriole watched the battle in front of me, and the whole world knows that you are the Nightingale of the Jiang family?"
The old woman holding two long knives glanced at him, "Who are you?"
The man in the black shirt lowered his head slightly and sighed softly: "With World War II, if you win without force, your reputation will not be worth mentioning."
Jiang Xiaoyi heard something, her face suddenly turned pale, and her hands slowly tightened.
"Maybe I can kill one." The old woman threw out one of the knives, stuck it on the ground a few feet in front of her, and looked at the man in black clothes.
The man in black shirt didn't answer.
Behind him, another man in a blue shirt walked out of the night, wearing a tin mask.
His body was also dry, without a trace of rain.
A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Jiang Xiaoyi's vest. The aura on the other person's body, even from such a distance, made him certain that the man in blue shirt was also a sword master.
A Saint Master of the same level would not be able to respond in time to the attacks of two Sword Masters.
And he also understood very well that under the two flying swords, within a hundred steps, there were countless opportunities to kill, and it was impossible to escape.
He is very aware of the deployment of troops around him. At this time, it is impossible to change certain endings. All he can do is really the same as Nightingale's reminder, which is to try his best to see if he can kill one of the opponent's Holy Masters.
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"You saved me once last time, but it's my turn to save you this time."
But at this moment, a voice floated out from an alley behind.
Jiang Xiaoyi was suddenly stunned.
He knew who this person was, but at the same time he was certain that it was logically impossible for this person to appear here at this moment. Then he completely realized what had happened, and his heart was suddenly filled with ecstasy.
A man also wearing a black shirt came out. He had an ordinary face, but he was upright and had the demeanor of a gentle and upright master.
"It's even now."
Nightingale smiled, and the wrinkles on her face relaxed, "Now it's two against two."
"Zhongcheng?"
Beside the gravel of the archway, a man in black shirt holding an orange dagger said solemnly: "Even so, you will still lose."
"Why do villains always like to talk so much?"
A young voice sounded at this moment, which made Jiang Xiaoyi feel more relaxed, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the face in the visor.
Lin Xi and Gao Yanan walked out of the back alley in Zhongcheng.
"To talk too much may only be a sign of lack of confidence." After saying this with a smile, Lin Xi looked at Jiang Xiaoyi and the armor on Jiang Xiaoyi, and couldn't help but praise: "This armor is so beautiful.
, which suits you quite well."
…
"This armor is so beautiful, it suits you very well." Such a sentence may sound a bit ridiculous at this time, but even if there are two holy masters opposite, no one finds it ridiculous.
"Lin Xi?"
The man in black shirt holding an orange dagger became more solemn and spoke out.
"it's me."
Lin Xi nodded, smiled, and said, "If I told you that I know there are a thousand armored sergeants behind you...would you be even less confident?"
"meeting."
The man in black shirt holding an orange dagger was silent for a moment, nodded, and acknowledged this, but then he raised his head slightly and looked at Lin Xi: "But things in this world must always be reasonable. The two of us
, plus a thousand heavy-armored troops wearing Night Demon heavy armor, if they die in your hands, it is unreasonable in this world, and I don’t believe that there are unreasonable things in the world."
"Is there really a thousand-layered armored army?"
Nightingale couldn't help but want to ask Lin Xi.
But she no longer needed to ask, because at this time, she had already heard the sound of many mechanical springs and the sound of countless metals hitting the ground.
"I can't explain the truth... People who have cultivated to the level of Holy Master are naturally more stubborn and will definitely be beaten." Lin Xi whispered to her and Gu Cheng at this time, "The two seniors just deal with these two people.
Leave the rest of the heavily armored sergeants to us."
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