Ji Xin's body was subconsciously tense, his eyes were staring at the tall man in front of him, the muscles on his body were tight, and the steps under his feet were silent, and he subconsciously kept changing his posture according to the movements of the tall samurai.

As dexterous and light as a big cat, it is also the footsteps of tigers and cheetahs in the dark.

He is the prince of Tianqian Kingdom, but he is not a gentleman in the ordinary sense.

His father was the king of martial arts who personally led the army against Sidi, and his uncle was a general of the Shangguo family.

He had seen the giant warriors of the Yi tribe with his own eyes.

Those barefoot, armed with axes or halberds, had great strength, and it took chains made of pig iron and sixty elite soldiers to bind their hands and feet, and they had seen generals on the battlefield, and the oppressive force and smell of blood on their bodies were enough to make ordinary people tremble.

But there is no way to compare with the 'Giant Spirit God' in front of him.

Not at all!

The pure white spiral sword was put aside, slowly collapsed into a star point and rose into the sky, disappearing, the 'Giant Spirit God' held the giant axe in his hand, and took a step, Ji Xin gritted his teeth, and with a cushion of steps, he subconsciously pulled away from the back, and the bronze knife in his hand was in front of him.

In the face of an opponent who does not know the details, this is a safe response.

Zhao Li next to him had a calm face, but he was a little apprehensive in his heart, not knowing if this boss, who has always been known as a rookie instructor, could handle Ji Xin in front of him.

Still, it should be fine......

Ji Xin didn't know Zhao Xinzhong's worries, holding a knife in his hand, his face was full of vigilance, looking at the tall warrior who seemed to be still moving his body, when he was just half-kneeling on the ground, the 'Giant Spirit God' was a lot taller than him, and now he stood up completely, the feeling of oppression brought by his huge body almost made his scalp tingle.

The tall warriors approached, unhurried, but the sense of oppression grew stronger.

The footsteps were heavy, and the armor and leaves on his body collided, making a solemn sound.

Repression!

Ji Xin clenched his teeth, his heart beat faster, and when he almost couldn't help but want to rush forward, the weapon in the hand of the 'Giant Spirit God' that resembled a long-handled and broad axe suddenly lifted, from holding it in one hand to holding it in both hands, and then raising it.

The brutal blade of the axe almost flew high above the shoulder.

After a pause, he slashed diagonally downward.

Ji Xin's heart almost stopped, no matter what, looking at such a monster that was more than four meters tall, covered in armor, and holding such a brutal weapon, shot at him, the instinctive fear in his heart made him subconsciously retreat backwards.

The palm of the 'Djinn God' grip on the long handle slid backwards.

The axe blade, or the damage range of the halberd, instantly expands forward-

Accompanied by a violent, air-tearing sound.

The part of the halberd that is more like an axe blade is like a waning moon, and it is heavily slashed.

It was almost a terrifying speed that even Zhao Li couldn't react to, because of the excessive power, there was a sound of breaking through the air like a whistling sound on the axe blade, and the air was slightly distorted.

The bronze knife in Ji Xin's hand was directly smashed.

His whole body rolled backwards, he was a human being, not a data that knew pain and was tireless, such a huge force shook his lungs and blood, and it was almost difficult to exert his strength for a while, dizzy, it was clearly in a dream, but there was great pain.

At the same time, the monstrous giant axe was retracted with incredible speed and held high.

Ji Xin's heart was beating wildly, and he kept roaring in his heart, trying to get his body moving.

But that moment was so hard that he could barely exert his strength.

In this case, the slow and sluggish movement is accompanied by unhurried indifference, like a heavy sword without a blade, which is the calmness that the victor can enjoy.

Ji Xin even paused slightly when he saw his movements.

In the next moment, Sen Han's blade slashed down from the hands of the four-meter-tall giant with a majestic momentum that split the mountain.

Execute.

Zhao Li barely had time to react, and dispersed the dream phantom of this boss.

The axe had torn apart Ji Xin's body in her dream.

At the moment when the axe blade landed, the wrist was reversed, and the blade edge was violently raised in a V-shaped trajectory, hideous and brutal, instantly causing secondary damage to Ji Xin's body, Ji Xin was lifted upward, and Ji Xin, who was able to kill Nangong Gang with one knife before, only blocked three moves, was brutally defeated, and dissipated into pure white cloud qi.

The bronze knife was smashed, and the handle of the knife was connected to half of the blade, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

The Djinn God froze, slowly returning to his standings.

The long-handled blade in his hand was slammed into the ground.

The strength was torn, the clouds and mist were churning, majestic and tall, with the pale golden armor on his body, there was really a bit of the taste of 'Giant Spirit God', this series of operations made Zhao Li next to him almost stunned-

It's so strong......

Instructor Gu, is it so strong?

Or, because of the memory, the dream space can't tell the difference between the game and the real one, and the average new character can't resist a few times when facing this newcomer dissuaders, so the dream space brings Ji Xin into the player role, and then strengthens the ancient instructor proportionally?

That is, under the ancient instructor, no matter how fierce Ji Xin is, he can only resist three moves.

The expression on Zhao Li's face was a little strange.

About three breaths passed, the clouds dispersed, and Ji Xin reappeared in this pure white space, as soon as he appeared, he directly knelt on the ground because of fear, one hand covered his heart, and the other hand was firmly clasped to the ground, his eyes widened, and his wheezing sound was heavy and rapid.

Even, Zhao Li saw that his body was still trembling slightly.

In front of Ji Xin's eyes, the blade light of the giant warrior that occupied his entire field of vision could not be dispersed, almost obscuring everything.

It was oppression and dominance on a crushing and ravaging level.

Zhao Li sensed from the scroll in his hand that Ji Xin himself was not harmed, but it was similar to having a nightmare, not even mentally tortured, and after waking up from the dream, the trauma caused by the nightmare would gradually disappear

He breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the scroll.

The content of that book appeared directly on three pages, and it seemed to work, but it was only three breaths at a time, and the time was too short to show more.

Zhao Li was silent for a moment, looked at Ji Xin, and said slowly:

"It's definitely something you can handle. ”

"He's the strongest fighter. ”

"The weapons in your hands have been stained with the blood of countless challengers, and many have failed, will you be next?"

Ji Xin gritted his teeth: "I have to give it a try......"

Zhao Li nodded: "Okay, the son can be taught." ”

East...... Bah.

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In the dream space, Ji Xin's fear was soothed and gradually faded.

He gritted his teeth and clenched the knife in his hand.

Rushing towards the majestic 'Giant Spirit God' standing in front of him again.