Chapter 12 Breaking Armor

"Boom!"

The ground was full of smoke and dust, and a big pit appeared.

Under the sudden exertion of Shi Jin, Li Xiaohe could not touch the front and fell into the pit.

"Hehe! Emptiness!"

"The blood nerve works, and my body also has the strength of the virtual state!"

Li Xiaohe had a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth, and his right arm was twisted, but at this moment, his eyes were ferocious, as if there was no pain.

He only remembered that just now, when Shi Jin did not try his best to mobilize Zhenyuan in his body, he smashed Shi Jin's metacarpal bone with one punch.

"But the virtual strong body is really strong, but from time to time I can compare with it!"

Then, Li Xiaohe smiled bitterly and turned his eyes to Huang Yangjian in his left hand.

"Hmm!"

Shi Jin stood in the air and saw Li Xiaohe fall, but he hummed coldly and didn't want to stop.

With full power, Shi Jin dived down from the air and attacked straight into the big pit on the ground.

Shi Jin has only one mind at this moment. Now that he has taken action, he has to capture Li Xiaohe, so that he is qualified to talk to General Li in exchange for Shi Hao's life.

"If you don't make jade, you can't make it!"

However, General Li's voice was cold, exuding a sense of majesty, and he stared coldly at Li Xiaohe's place where he fell.

His mind is just to hone Li Xiaohe and let Li Xiaohe digest the soaring cultivation of this road in today's battle against the strong in the virtual world.

In that other place, the light of the hook moon knife in Ganqi's hand was crisp and bright, and the ground was chopped horizontally and vertically, and there were tens of millions of gullies on the ground.

But the ghost knife rolled into a black light but did not retreat at all, blocking all the means of Ganqi.

Gan Qi looked at Shi Hao, the son of the Shi family 100 feet away, but it was difficult to go further. More than ten years of resentment squeezed his chest, and now he was about to breathe fire.

"Bum."

"Bum."

•••••

In the long sky, history progressed down and sounded, as if it had broken countless barriers in the void.

Shi Jin's body shook out all kinds of power. At this moment, he is the same as Li Xiaohe's previous punch, but the real virtual power can be compared with Li Xiaohe's punch from time to time.

The power of the strong in the virtual world touches the way of heaven.

"Hmm!"

Looking at the weak man in the virtual world, Li Xiaohe snorted coldly.

"Cunning."

A cut of sword spirit, a thousand feet of satin, rushed out to the sky, and directly cut Shi Jin.

"There is still combat power!" Shi Jin looked at the oncoming sword and satin, looking indifferent.

"Bum."

With no other action, Shi Jin just swooped down and broke through the terrible sword spirit.

The huge sword spirit exploded and swept everywhere, but all this was expected by Li Xiaohe. He didn't think that a sword spirit could stop Shi Jin.

"Ding."

Huang Yang's sword made a crisp sound and came out of Li Xiaohe's hand.

A line of yellow light flew up and drew a cold road in the air. Jianshan and dangerous mountains and mountains were afraid that the sword would be cut open in an instant in the face of this shocking rainbow.

At this moment, Li Xiaohe's cultivation in the middle of the Qing Dynasty has been able to be used at will.

"This technique is not available in the underworld!"

"Is this person from Yangjian!"

Shi Jin once wandered around the underworld and saw a wide range of knowledge. Seeing the yellow sword that had arrived in front of him in an instant, he couldn't help frowning.

"Dang!"

Shi Jin slapped his palm on the body of Huang Yang's sword and felt a tingling pain in the palm.

"Hum!"

The Huangyang Sword was slanted by this palm, avoided retreating, drew an arc in the air, and swam behind Shi Jin.

"Oh."

The sharp edge of the sword condensed, and the sword rose again, shooting straight into the vest.

"This sword is more profitable than my ghost knife. It is among the divine swords, but there is no record in the underworld!"

Shi Jin pondered in his heart, suddenly turned around, and slapped again.

"Block!"

This palm added a little force, and it still hit the body of Huangyang's sword, in the same position as the palm just now.

"Puff!"

In the pit, Li Xiaohe suddenly sprayed blood arrows.

Huang Yangjian received Shi Jin's powerful palm, and the residual force affected Li Xiaohe and could not bear it.

"Hum!"

Huang Yang's sword hissed, flew out and fell to the ground.

"Ding."

The sword body went straight into the solid stone on the ground, with only the hilt of the sword on it. The sword hissed, and there was no longer any momentum to fly to the sky.

"Hmm!"

"But that's it!"

Shi Jin snorted coldly. That palm seemed simple, but at this moment his palm was soaked in blood.

His anger spewed thinly, and Shi Jin's body speed accelerated, directly attacking Li Xiaohe in the pit below.

"Ha ha!"

"The power of the virtual world is like this. Don't play anymore!"

The pain came from his twisted right arm, and Li Xiaohe's mouth was bloody and smiled indifferently.

Strive for strength and Zhenyuan, the blood-clotting punch has made him touch a trace of heaven.

The imperial sword was cut into the air and was broken by Shi Jin's two palms, but he did not believe that Shi Jin was not damaged at all.

The goal has been achieved, but after being seriously injured, the true elements in Li Xiaohe's body are still abundant and more solid.

At this moment, he really stabilized his own cultivation, which was made from the hammer of the strong man in the virtual world.

"Go!"

Li Xiaohe drank softly, and a golden light in his arms suddenly flew up.

The golden light is only the size of a punch, but the speed is faster than the flying sword, and it has entered the front of history in a blink of an eye.

"Hmm!"

Shi Jin's eyes narrowed, and he could feel the hidden power in the sky, but he was confident that with the power of his virtual world, the black man who fell into the pit and was seriously injured could not turn the sky at this moment.

Shi Jin still only has one palm, or that palm.

That palm took Li Xiaohe's punch and slapped the divine sword Huang Yang. At this moment, his palm was already soaked in blood.

He thought that Li Xiaohe could not turn the sky at this moment, but he didn't know that it was the magic weapon that Zeng Jin turned the sky, and even the ancestors of the Yuan family couldn't help it.

"Bum."

At the moment of filming the sky-turning seal, Shi Jin's right arm suddenly burst into pieces.

"How can it be!" Shi Jin was stunned and disbelieved.

But the power of the seal has not diminished, and it has been straight to his chest.

"Dong."

Like hitting Hong Zhong, the golden light suddenly trembled. The golden light came from the golden armor worn by Shi Jin, and a depression appeared when the golden armor was hit by the sky seal.

"Puff!"

A breath of blood suddenly spewed out from the entrance of history, mixed with a trace of black gas, and his body flew out backwards.

"Hum."

There was a hissing sound in the air, but the golden light the size of a punch shattered Shi Jin's arm.

"Hss!"

"What kind of magic weapon is that golden light!"

"Shi Jin actually broke his arm by the black man who suffered a double disaster!"

•••••

The surrounding crowd was shocked, and their eyes turned to the golden light in the air.

"Ha ha!" General Li's face was no longer cold, just an indifferent smile.

"Wow!"

Shi Jin's body was thrown a hundred feet away and was shocked. He didn't recognize what the golden light was.

But the golden light actually smashed one of his arms, and more importantly, the golden light actually hit a depression on his golden armor.

He never left the golden armor. He wandered around the underworld for a hundred years, and the golden armor was not damaged at all. Today, the golden armor was actually hit by the golden light to make a depression.

More importantly, the super-control golden magic weapon is just a person who has survived the double disaster.

At this moment, Shi Jin really made an evil fire in his heart.

"Ah!"

Shi Jin looked up to the sky and roared, as if he were crazy. His whole body was full of momentum, and the sky trembled.

He only had one arm to put his hand and grab the ghost knife below to block Gan Qi.

"Dang."

The ghost knife suddenly shook, and the majestic knife gas rushed out.

"Dang." "Dang." Sang. •••••

Gan Qi turned around and protected the hook moon knife in front of him, and was hit by the sudden wave of knives and retreated step by step.

"Oh."

The shape of the ghost knife appeared, and the three-foot blade rose to the sky and was clenched by Shi Jin with one hand.

"Death!"

Shi Jin shouted loudly. At this time, the evil fire in his chest was no longer gushing. He waved his hand and cut Li Xiaohe with a knife.

"Wo."

The cold light knife air in the sky was like a waterfall pouring down from the sky. The sound was terrible, and a cold air even swept everywhere, and even the people in the distance couldn't help trembling.

The hatred of broken arm and the humiliation of damage to armor, this knife is Shi Jin's full blow.

"Hmm."

In the pit, Li Xiaohe narrowed his eyebrows and the knife had not arrived, but the cold air had come, making him stand like a cold wind and ice.

"print."

Li Xiaohe did not dare to hold it big. His face stood up and read in his mouth, and the golden light in his hand shone with a sign.

Three golden seal tips, printing tips!

"Hum."

A harsh hiss resounded all over the world, and suddenly burst into golden light.

"Bomb."

At the right time, the sky trembled and the earth roared. The cold light knife gas collided with the golden light, and the two completely different power confronted each other. Suddenly in the air, no one could advance.

After only a breath of confrontation, a golden light mark at the bottom of the sky print suddenly rushed out.

"Bum."

The golden light mark broke into the continuous cold knife spirit, and the cold light knife spirit broke through a line of hollow.

"Boom."

The cold light knife gas was damaged, the golden light rose sharply, and the golden light suddenly exploded. The violent explosion also blew up the continuous cold light knife gas and immediately annihilated it.

"Cough!"

Li Xiaohe had a long cough in the pit, and the true elements in his body were empty.

"Hum."

The sky seal was slightly shocked, unwilling to hiss, and then fell into Li Xiaohe's arms.

"Roar!"

A knife was broken, Shi Jin roared and became more angry, and then a knife was cut out.

The knife gas is still continuous, the same as the knife just now, pouring straight down to the pit where Li Xiaohe is located.

"Ha ha!"

Looking at the knife light like the nine-day Milky Way, Li Xiaohe smiled bitterly. At this time, he was really unable to deal with it, and he could not defeat the strong man in the virtual world.

However, he is not worried. Shi Jin has just stepped into the early stage of the virtual world, while General Li is a strong man in the stable middle stage of the virtual world. With General Li, what worries does he have?

"It seems that I'm really exhausted, hehe!"

Looking at the no difference in the pit, General Li smiled and his face was just indifferent.

Then a green sword slipped out of General Li's sleeve and appeared in his hand.

Li Mu's sword and soul-killing sword, the head of the underworld sword.

The Willy of the soul-killing sword itself may not have overwhelmed other divine swords in the underworld, but Li Mu used it to kill countless strong men, and the virtual strong people folded under the soul-killing sword have been more than 100.

The power of the soul-killing sword is the well-deserved head of the underworld.

"Wo!"

General Li raised his sword slightly and pointed to the sky, and a green light gushed out.

"Bomb."

The green sword spirit shattered the powerful knife in the air before the continuous cold knife.

When the people gathered around to watch the battle were too late to be shocked, General Li issued another sword.

"chi"

The art of the sword, the soul-killing sword came out of hand and directly cut Shi Jin.

There is a line of green light in the air. The lower end of the green light is General Li, and the other end is Shi Jin. The green light has not broken the soul sword has come to Shi Jin.

"No!"

Shi came in and had no time to wave the knife to block the sword. The sword came to his eyes, and Shi Jin's soul trembled.

"Wan."

The soul-killing sword was cut down by Shi Jintianling, and a sword was like a broken bamboo, straight down from Shi Jin's head, and then cut out from **.

"Hum."

After a sword, the soul-killing sword returned to General Li with a hiss.

"Oh."

It was not until this time that Shi Jin's body suddenly split in half, the spiritual fire in his eyes went out, and his body fell straight down.

And Shi Jin's golden armor also burst and opened, and pieces of golden light shattered in the air, like falling flowers.

" hiss!"

•••••

Until this time, only those who watched the battle in the four directions took a deep breath.

General Li broke the golden armor with a sword, and Shi Jin split two halves!

And on the other side, Gan Qi also smiled ferociously and cut off Shi Hao's head with a knife.