The flying sword, with the magma like blood from the body of the two huokui, slashed the armor on the chest.

Even though some strength has been reduced in the bodies of the two huokui, it is still the most powerful sword in the world under the full attention of Nangong Weiyang's soul power.

It's like a deep sea rushing up a rock.

Before the light sword body and the surface of the armor really touch, in the narrow space, there have been countless roars like waves crashing to the shore.

The sharp sword impact on the shiny armor surface, instantly forming hundreds of thousands of bright flames, just like the whole armor will be completely burned by the friction of countless tiny sword Qi in the next moment.

However, in the next moment, the surface of this armor suddenly releases countless symbols. Those golden symbols, which are infinitely smaller than the sword's edge, are like countless fireworks blooming at the same time, and suddenly emit countless golden threads.

At the moment, the sword body of the flying sword really contacts the surface of the armor. A brighter sword trace appears where the blade and the armor contact. Then countless sword Qi flow out of the trace and collide with countless golden threads on the armor, arousing countless terrifying yuan Qi turbulence and explosion.

The intensive sound of cutting, bursting and thundering converged into a loud sound stream on the surface of the armor. The ground under Zhang Ping's feet suddenly deformed and sank, but the whole armor, which looked extremely heavy, jumped from the ground like a ball of leather and fell back.

Even if the armor is so heavy, it will be shaken back by the sword of Nangong Weiyang.

However, at the moment when Zhang Ping, who was wearing armor, jumped out of the ground, Nangong Weiyang's double pupils shrank.

The bright sword mark on the surface of the Royal Blue armor is disappearing.

Not only does the surface of the armor leave no cut marks, but there is not even a little depression.

Even Jiang Xiaoyi's most powerful armor of qingluan university could not be intact with such a blow, but this armor did.

It's just that the armor hasn't been damaged at all, and it can't make Nangong Weiyang's mood heavy to the extreme, because the collision of huge forces can still kill people. Just like the collision of two flying swords, she can shock and kill each other's sword master.

However, when Zhang Ping was cut by her sword and jumped from the ground, all the runes on the armor outside him were shining all the time.

This only shows that Zhang Ping has been maintaining the continuous transmission of soul power.

The continuous transmission of soul power shows that Zhang Ping did not even suffer much damage under her attack.

Feeling the uselessness of his sword, Nangong Weiyang's flying sword was suspended in the air, as if in meditation.

"Poof!"

Zhang Ping lands on the ground. The ground under his feet is sunken again. It's dusty.

Behind the armor's head, it suddenly shakes open countless "hair threads" and dances in the air.

The pure and transparent hair is looming in the brilliant blue and gold, making the armor more like a living God.

Lin Xi knows what this kind of "hair" is, and his heart is even colder.

This is what he and Tong Wei and others got after the death battle in dahuangze.

"This is the armor the college is going to use to deal with purgatory mountain palm teaching."

"You've always said that this armor can't be finished. I didn't expect that you had finished this armor secretly."

Lin Xi looked at the blue eyes of the armor, and said in a cold voice, "I don't know how much work has been done and how many people have been sacrificed for this armor, but you actually use this armor to deal with us?"

……

For the first time, Zhang Ping was really wearing this armor against the enemy.

For the first time, he faced Nangong Weiyang, the most powerful holy master in the world. Now Nangong Weiyang's sword only made him step back.

In this armor package, he felt extraordinarily safe, extraordinarily warm, at the same time, he also felt extraordinarily strong.

It's a good feeling.

He heard Lin Xi's voice, and he could see that Nangong Weiyang was looking for his weakness.

So he didn't pay attention to Lin Xi for the first time, but shook his head sympathetically, "it's useless."

"You are looking for the weakness of this armor, but my armor has no weakness at all."

"This armor is not only designed by all the masters of qingluan College It also gathers the smelting method and ancient runes that I got from the heaven demon prison. Made by the great craftsman of purgatory mountain So this armor, which has gathered the strength of all the craftsmen of Yun Qin and Da Mang, is the perfect integration of the present and the ancient world of practice. This armor, which has been infinitely close to the powerful armor in the ancient world of practice in the immortal devil war. At the beginning, many practitioners were supposed to fight in such strong armor. "

"And I, who has been truly inherited by the temple of demons, and this armor are also perfectly integrated. My body is stronger than anyone else in the world. Even though this armor can't eliminate all the power, it can't cause any damage to my body. "

"So why did you beat me? The only thing you can do is surrender. "

Zhang Ping's voice spread through the vibration of metal, which was extremely solemn and cold.

……

The sword roars again.

Before Zhang Ping's final word of "submission" was exported, the flying sword floating in the air in the south palace Weiyang had been heavily chopped on the face of the armor.

Her attack is stronger than that of the just now, just like breaking into the sea.

She still didn't realize the weakness of the armor. She also knew that her attack might not have any effect. However, she couldn't stand the gesture and tone of Zhang Ping's speech. She wanted Zhang Ping to shut up.

So her sword fell to the mouth of the armor accurately.

Countless sword lights and gold wires crisscross the surface of the armor.

In the huge noisy waves, Zhang Ping's body fell back slightly, and his feet were shaken off the ground again.

However, in this moment, Zhang Ping's hands were stretched out upward, and the precious blue metal fingertips accurately grasped the flying sword of Nangong Weiyang.

It's a terrible rate of perception and reaction.

Zhang Ping is very proud at this moment.

"I forgot to tell you a fact The strength of the body also makes perception and reaction stronger. The former practitioners, even if they are at the same level as the current practitioners, have stronger perception and response than the current practitioners, and their perception and response will be stronger with the continuous improvement of physical strength. "

The blood in his body was also shocked as boiling by the sword of Nangong Weiyang, but he still wanted to tell.

The golden electric light on the metal fingers began to cut the power on the south palace Weiyang flying sword.

The light on the flying sword quickly darkens with the closing of the metal fingers. If the external force is isolated from the flying sword and the material itself is different, the flying sword will be twisted into complete scrap iron.

However, at this moment, another sword light appeared in front of Zhang Ping.

This sword light slashed hard at the bend of one of Zhang Ping's arms, which slowed down the speed of this hand by one point.

But in this very short time, Nangong Weiyang's flying sword suddenly vibrated and rushed out of the lock of these two hands.

Zhang Ping looks back at the flying sword that suddenly came.

This flying sword belongs to Lin Xi.

"You can't help it at last." He made a sneering voice, "finally, I don't want to be a friend, do not want to save me?"

Lin Xi seldom even thought of Yuhuo smile in the battle of dahuangze. He never thought that Yuhuo smile would appear in thunder college. He did not know that Gao Yanan and others fled in time before the collapse of Thunder Mountain. He thought his beloved wife and best friends had died at Thunder college. This kind of grief and Zhang Ping's distortion and betrayal make his body like a countless cold flames burning, as well as a myriad of ants biting him.

At this moment, however, he knew what he was going to do.

"Back!"

In the face of Zhang Ping's sarcasm, he simply said one word.

Spend silent month and Qin Xiyue the first time back to retreat.

Lin Xi looks up slightly.

Around Zhang Ping's flying sword, he had five real contacts with Zhang Ping's armor in one breath.

Stab, chop, cut, pick and wipe, each sword is changing, trying to test Zhang Ping's armor.

Nangong Weiyang's flying sword also collided with Zhang Ping's armor several times during this rest, and each attack fell at the same point, the belly part of the armor.

Zhang Ping's face in the armor became more indifferent.

He uttered a voice of surprise in his heart. At the moment, his perception even exceeded Nangong Weiyang. However, he failed to prevent Lin Xi and Nangong Weiyang's flying sword from falling on him, and could not lock Nangong Weiyang's flying sword as before.

The strength of Nangong Weiyang and Linxi still surprised him.

But he still doesn't think it can change anything. He still doesn't think these people in his sight can escape from Zhongzhou city.

His hands stretched out towards the ground.

A strong swirl attracted dozens of black and red chains, which fell into his hands when the flying sword was still stabbing him, bringing out a sword light and fire light.

One end of the dozens of black and red chains remained in the bodies of the two huokui.

When the black red chain fell between his metal fingers and palms, it suddenly became red and burned, sending out a purple red flame.

Suddenly, the body of the two huokui made the sound of countless flames.

The two dead huokui stood up and burned. In Lin Xi's eyes, they became demons burning like the dead knight.

"The things in the thousand devil's cave are just paths."

Zhang pingsen's cold voice sounded again.

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