The tall man pulled off the night clothes he was wearing, revealing the black armor underneath. The iron armor rubbed gently with the ups and downs of his body, and the slight sound it made was like the hourglass of the underworld, making people tremble in the underground palace. The air gradually solidified.
"This knife of mine was sharpened not long ago, and it is guaranteed to break bones with one cut. When you are about to die, stop struggling. The more you resist fate, the more endless pain you will feel."
Luo Jianli shook the long iron sword and held it upside down in his hand. The corner of his mouth showed the unique sinister smile before killing. The bright blade reflected the firelight, and the light spot happened to fall on the face of the boy in white, illuminating the pair of eyes. Amber pupils.
"Don't think about it!"
Qi Ziyin gritted his teeth and roared word by word. At this moment, he could clearly feel the muscles in his calf twitching uncontrollably, but he still tried his best to control his voice not to tremble. Seeing the other party getting closer and closer, His face turned pale, but he didn't take a step back.
The man raised the long knife high above his head and assumed a slashing posture. Ning Yue's screams then sounded in the underground palace:
"Stop it!"
The girl was afraid that she would see the young man in white with his head missing, so she closed her eyes in despair.
There was a sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air, and the long knife slashed straight towards Qi Ziyin's Tianling Cap. But the girl did not hear the sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood, cutting tendons and bones. Instead, there was a soft "clang" sound, and Luo Jianli then let out a low shout:
"Kid, what are you wearing?!"
Ning Yue opened her eyes again, only to see Qi Ziyin holding his arms above his head, and actually received Luo Jianli's blow. The sharp long blade only cut through a few layers of clothing on his forearm, and the Where the young man's arm touched, there was a very obvious gap.
The boy in white clothes was forced to his knees by the force of the knife, but he gathered his strength and took the opportunity to hit the opponent. Luo Jianli couldn't avoid it, and was hugged tightly from the waist.
"Ning Yue, take Jiang Yan away! I'm wearing armor, he can't hurt me!"
Luo Jianli immediately wanted to drive the boy back to the attack range of the long knife, but Qi Ziyin clung to him like a leech, and even deliberately drilled his head under his armpit and hid in a blind corner. For a moment, the man couldn't use the weapon at all, and could only keep slashing at the child's back and limbs with the knife.
The fabric on the boy in white was torn apart piece by piece, gradually revealing the soft armor underneath that seemed to be woven with fine silver threads. Although the seemingly thin armor was tightly attached to the child's limbs and torso, But not even a small hole was pierced by the long iron knife.
"Meteorite ring mail? Where did you get it?" The man recognized the armor at a glance.
This ring-mail armor was given to the lord of Ye Kingdom many years ago before the death of the late Emperor. It is the only one in the world. According to legend, it was made by skilled craftsmen from all over the world to follow the moon marsh at the junction of the two countries. A unique kind of meteorite iron, specially made for Emperor Baijiang. It is extremely light and soft, making it seem like nothing when worn on the body, yet it is stronger than any armor.
No one would have thought that Qi and Yin would give this armor to the weakling in front of them!
"Kid, let me go, let me go!"
At this time, Luo Jianli had already slashed the young man dozens of times with his knife. In anger, he had to change his tactics and punched the young man's ribs and lower abdomen.
Previously, Qi Ziyin could only rely on brute force to cling to the opponent. After receiving a few punches, he was not paying attention, and the man raised his knee and pushed it hard on his lower abdomen. Suddenly, a fishy smell surged up in his throat, wow.
A large mouthful of blood spurted out. This made him unable to bear it anymore, and he almost let go of the tightly clasped hands around the other party's waist.
"Ziyin, please let go quickly, you will be beaten to death if you continue like this!"
“You—just go—that’s it!”
Qi Ziyin gathered some strength again and shouted loudly without looking back: "This armor was specially obtained for me by my mother from my father before she died! She was worried that if she left, what would happen to me in the world?"
It is inevitable that I will be bullied. Now, I will use it to protect my most important friend!"
The boy in white had never thought before that the armor that Wan Shi told him to wear every day would actually come in handy one day. Thinking of Concubine Jin who had passed away long ago, he couldn't help but shed tears.
Come down.
In his already blurry vision, he looked at his companion not far away. At the moment, the red-haired girl was using all her strength to drag Jiang Yan, who was almost unconscious, to his feet and stumbled to his feet. By accident, both of them were together again.
Fell to the ground.
Qi Ziyin suddenly felt that time had slowed down, as if it had stopped flowing. In a trance, his hand touched a slender object behind his opponent's waist, which was the short sword named Baipi! There was no room for young people at this critical moment of life and death.
After thinking too much, he pulled out the knife with a swipe and stabbed it hard into the back of Luo Jianli's thigh that was not protected by black armor.
The man was shocked. He did not expect that this seemingly quiet and timid young master would start a fight with a trapped beast at the last moment. The boy's hand was not very strong, but the pain still caused him to sway and almost stand up.
Unstable.
In anger, Luo Jianli punched the child's right armpit where the knife was holding a few more times. The severe pain made Qi Ziyin have to let go of the dagger in his hand. Although the weapon was lost, he still gritted his teeth and held it.
Power poured into his whole body, and he knocked his opponent, who was much taller than him, to the ground.
Luo Jianli, who finally escaped from the entanglement, raised his foot and kicked the young man's face hard until he stuck to the ground and rolled several times. Seeing this, Ning Yue couldn't help it any longer and ran away with a cry of surprise.
When he came back, he saw Qi Ziyin's face covered with blood. Although a large piece of white clothes on his chest was dyed red, he still kept saying:
"You... leave quickly..."
"Little stutter! Ziyin is about to be killed by this bad guy. If you don't cheer up, cheer up quickly!"
The red-haired girl hugged the almost limp body of the boy in white and sat on the ground, crying at the top of her lungs.
"I said that struggling will only make the pain more painful. Now my knife has been cut to the edge, and the process of cutting bones and tendons will be very unbearable. But these are all what you asked for. There is no way that the Japanese general will let you do it again today.
The three of you who made it out of here alive—"
Luo Jianli raised the long knife in his hand with clearly visible serrations, and as he spoke, he was about to slash Qi Ziyin on the back of the neck!
At this critical moment, there was a "Woo" sound, and something seemed to fly out of the darkness, bringing up a strong airflow. The fire in the underground palace suddenly dimmed, and was almost extinguished.
Luo Jianli's expression changed, and he immediately drew his knife and turned around. Hearing a bang, the long knife in his hand collided with a black-gold object, splashing sparks, and he was almost knocked off his hand.
The incoming object slammed into the ground less than a foot away from the man, vibrating and making a buzzing sound. Then, a black shadow rushed up with lightning speed, picked up the weapon on the ground, and pointed at it again.
The man's waist swept across, leaving no time for the other party to react.
"Little stutter!"
The red-haired girl who thought she could not escape finally burst into laughter and cheered. At the same time, Luo Jianli cursed loudly:
"Damn it! You little brat, could you be pretending to be half dead just now?!"
As he spoke, the man tried his best to deflect Mo Dao, who was attacking him again, but the bun on his head was still cut off in half by Xiao Tianmo, and it immediately fell apart, and the broken hair fell like flying snow.
, looking extremely embarrassed.
One hand of the black-eyed boy was still covering his aching forehead, but a horizontal knife blocked Luo Jianli's body. In the dim firelight, he stared unblinkingly with his two inky eyes.
The commander of the owl cavalry in front of him:
"What's the point of attacking someone who can't fight? Your opponent is me!"
"You bastard, all three of you will die sooner or later! Since I think you will live longer, I will sacrifice your head to the sword first!"
Luo Jianli still pretended to curse fiercely, but he knew that the Mo Dao in the opponent's hand was powerful and did not dare to attack rashly again. He took two steps back to assume a defensive posture.
"Little stutter, is your headache better?" Ning Yue struggled to pull up Qi Ziyin, who was almost unconscious, and hid behind the black-eyed boy.
"It still hurts like hell. But I heard you say that this guy wants to kill my best friend. How could I allow it? Besides, I still have an old score to settle with him!"
Luo Jianli stared hard at the dark pupils with water lines on the young man in front of him and said harshly:
"Settling accounts with me? Just you?"
As soon as the words came out, the man's eyes were attracted to the seven-foot-long knife in Yan Qing's hand. The light in the underground palace was dim, and he had not regarded the black-eyed boy as a threat at all before. Now that he was closer, the knife
The fine rhombus teeth on the body were also clearly reflected in his sight.
"What you have in your hand is——Lingtooth Xiaotianmo! Isn't this ominous object locked in the arsenal of the Forbidden Army?"
"Xiao Tianmo is not an ominous thing! When General Baili took me to pick weapons from the arsenal, I clearly felt that there was a power calling me on this sword! General Baili said that it was the one before it.
The master’s heroic spirit is guiding me in heaven to take the right path and do the right thing!”
"Nonsense! This is my ancestor's Mo Dao! In the entire Ye Kingdom for thousands of years, no living person has dared to approach it, and no one can afford it, not even me! Why can you do it! Why would it be willing to be destroyed?
A little brat like you is driving the messengers around?"
"No matter what you say, this knife is in my hand now! At least, it is much better for me to be its master than to fall into the hands of you, a shameless person who has done many evil things!"
Jiang Yan grasped the handle of the knife tightly and held the heavy Mo Dao in front of his eyebrows. The tip of the knife pointed directly at the opponent did not tremble at all. "The former owner of this knife was a great hero who stood upright! Today I will
Defeat you with his sword and walk out of this underground palace alive!"
"What a joke! Even if my ancestor stood here with a sword, this general would still win! I must win! I have come to this day step by step, and I have never thought of leaving a way out for myself!"
Luo Jianli also shouted loudly, and the murderous intention on his body became more and more intense. However, before he saw the opponent's figure move, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of Jiang Yan, and the man opposite him quietly pulled out the thorn.
The Baipi on his leg was thrown through the air as a hidden weapon.
The young man had no time to dodge, so he had to pour his strength into his arms, and danced Xiao Tianmo in front of him into a black-golden wheel. Baipi hit Mo's knife and changed its direction, and penetrated deeply into the rock full of human bones.
In the wall, Luo Jianli took this opportunity to attack with his sword, but Jiang Yan wanted to hide again but it was already too late!
Although there was a wound on his leg, the man's attack speed did not slow down by half. Seeing that the opponent's blade had already struck one foot in front of him, the black-eyed boy had no choice but to switch from offense to defense, blocking the sword every time!
Although Jiang Yan's strength was much greater than that of his peers, he was still no match for an adult man. He was pushed back four or five steps by the opponent on the spot before he could regain his balance. Previously, his strength was so strong that his arms could not help but tremble.
, but the weapon that the enemy attacked again was only half a foot away from his body.
"I said, you, a brat, can't win me over!"
Luo Jianli shouted again, and an overwhelming force immediately pressed towards the young man's hand. This time the boy finally couldn't resist, and only heard a squeaking sound, and the iron sword was like a beast with ferocious claws and claws, and it cut in instantly.
On his left shoulder!
"Well--!"
Jiang Yan cried out in pain. Fortunately, at such a short distance, the jagged blade only tore a wound several inches long on his shoulder, but it could not penetrate further into the flesh, injuring the muscles and bones.
Seeing that her companion was injured, Ning Yue, who was already petrified, then thought of pulling out Baipi from the rock wall to help. However, she didn't expect that the short knife was mostly buried among the dense human bones, and she couldn't pull it out with one person's strength. She was so anxious
She couldn't help crying.
At the same time, the strength in Luo Jianli's hand became stronger:
"Kid, didn't you brag just now that you wanted to settle accounts with me? Now you're afraid you won't see the day when the accounts are settled, so just accept your death with peace of mind!"
"I-never!"
The black-eyed boy squeezed out three words from between his teeth, and the veins on his forehead popped out. He actually held the iron sword on his shoulder with his flesh and blood body, and pushed it up an inch. Luo Jianli
Seeing this, he suddenly panicked and tried his best to press forward with all his body weight.
But Jiang Yan seemed to be possessed by the heroic spirit who died in unyielding battle a thousand years ago, and suddenly burst out with an inexplicable strong force. The knotted muscles also clamped the blade that cut into it, and then violently
The straight and arched body pushed the opponent who had the upper hand and pushed him backwards!