Chapter 207: The Killing Begins

Gold silk soft armor, the whole body is outlined by gold silk threads, worn on the body, not only does not feel the slightest heaviness, but also can play a good protective role, ordinary magic weapons are difficult to penetrate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This kind of soft armor is too difficult to manufacture, and the cost is very high, even the entire Dongyu Kingdom royal family has only one piece, and that is also the strength of the whole country, which cost dozens of cars of gold, which is equivalent to several years of taxes across the country, so I asked for one from overseas.

The fact that the Ji family was able to have a piece of golden soft armor greatly surprised Zhao Haochen's expectations.

"I told you, I'd make you my plaything. Ji Chengkong looked at Zhao Haochen proudly, like an angry lion, roaring at his enemies.

"It seems that from today onwards, this golden silk soft armor will change hands!"

Zhao Haochen's physical strength exploded, and the soft sword spirit snake swam again, took out his sword, and slashed towards his arm.

This sword is full of power, the sword qi tears through the surrounding air, like a crisp birdsong shaking the sky, and the tip of the sword is more like the head of a spirit snake, ruthlessly biting towards him.

The power of a sword seems to shake the sky.

Ji Chengkong also didn't dare to be careless, the long knife in his hand also danced, and beckoned to Zhao Haochen, and the target was his head.

As long as he is hit, Zhao Haochen will definitely die.

Zhao Haochen did not retreat in the slightest, and with a step forward, the soft sword climbed the long knife, like a spiritual snake climbing a big tree, winding up.

The long knife in Ji Chengkong's hand was unstoppable, and the majestic and domineering power at the end was enough to shock the heavens and the earth, but the soft sword was as gentle as water, unloading this powerful force little by little.

The soft sword came out of his hand, but the force did not stop, and the soft sword continued to climb towards his wrist.

"Hiss~~hiss~~"

The tip of the sword like a snake's head poked out, and the sharp edge startled Ji Chengkong, and he hurriedly took off the long knife, and his figure flashed back, but at this moment, the snake's head suddenly jumped up towards his neck.

"Hmm!" Ji Chengkong's face changed greatly, and he immediately leaned back, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow, but Zhao Haochen had already stepped forward and slapped his palm, with the power of thunder, and slammed it on his chest.

For a while, the qi and blood were agitated, and I only felt dizzy.

The golden silk soft armor can withstand the slashing of the weapon, but the huge force cannot be removed, and it acts on his body.

With a muffled grunt, the figure flew back.

"I want to escape!"

Zhao Haochen took two steps in three steps and hurriedly caught up.

"Smack!"

One spin, his right leg was like a steel whip, whipping Ji Chengkong, who was running away quickly.

Narrowly and dangerously brushed his cheek, but the fierce wind also left a hideous scar on Ji Chengkong's right cheek, and a large area of blood instantly covered his cheek, and then flowed towards the ground.

"I can't continue like this, otherwise it will make me very uncomfortable with this strength!" Ji Chengkong's biggest reliance is this golden silk soft armor, which can resist all weapon attacks.

Zhao Haochen was like a killing god, his whole body was shrouded in evil energy, "Ji Chengkong, I don't believe that your golden silk soft armor can save your life!"

The only drawback of the golden silk soft armor is that it cannot remove the impact brought by external force.

Looking at Zhao Haochen's fierce and vicious face, especially the bloodthirsty soft sword in his hand, Ji Chengkong felt that he had encountered a humanoid beast.

If it was at other times, he would not be afraid at all, but now his strength is one in ten steps, and Zhao Haochen's bravery has deeply pierced his heart, like a demonic barrier, which makes him daunted.

"Whoosh!" Ji Chengkong swooped out the window.

"I still want to escape!" The soft sword in Zhao Haochen's hand flashed with bloodthirsty brilliance, and the Dao Dao sword qi tore through the heavens and the earth, slapping him mercilessly.

Ji Chengkong relied on his rich experience and the role of the golden silk soft armor to dodge Zhao Haochen's attack as much as possible and delay time to the greatest extent.

"Who dares to be presumptuous again?"

A figure came rapidly from a distance, like a meteor, and arrived in front of Zhao Haochen in an instant, the awe-inspiring momentum was pressed down like a mountain, and the heavy power made Zhao Haochen snort.

After a pause, Zhao Haochen stopped and began to look at the ancestor of the Ji family in front of him.

Although I have felt this power before, but now that I am in contact with it again, it is completely different.

A dark red robe was draped over him, his eyes were deep and bone-deep, and his fierce and stunning power could be seen from him. The gray hair is a little scattered, probably because of the long time in the dark room, the folded skin is a little fair.

"It's you who disturb my Ji family!" A cold gaze looked at Zhao Haochen, and undisguised killing intent burst out from him.

Zhao Haochen's heart sank, this power alone far exceeded his own cultivation of a Hong Yuan Realm.

"You have to be careful, this old man is carrying the cultivation of the Celestial Yuan Realm. The sound of the sword sounded from the endless space, and Zhao Haochen's face instantly became a little ugly.

Feeling Zhao Haochen's unprecedented nervousness, Jianzi spoke again and said with relief: "Don't be too nervous, he has just stepped into the Celestial Yuan Realm, for you, it is still possible to give it a go." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Haochen relaxed slightly, but he still didn't dare to be careless.

Although the advanced level of the Hong Yuan Realm and the first entry into the Zhou Yuan Realm are just a kick in the door, this kick is extremely difficult, and some people stop at the high level of the Hong Yuan Realm for the rest of their lives until the end of their life.

One step is the distance between heaven and earth, and one step is the moat.

If you cross it, you will open the sea and the sky, and if you can't cross it, you can only drown in the deep sea.

Zhao Haochen already had a calculation in his heart, words would no longer work on the basis of human life, so next, he could only rely on his fists to speak.

Preemptive, at this time Zhao Haochen's consistent thoughts.

The soft sword danced in the air, with a shocking sword aura, and the will of the kendo slammed into the past. The soft sword was in the air, and thousands of sword qi swirled around it, and a huge spiral nest seemed to suddenly appear in mid-air, whistling towards the Ji Clan's ancestor, and there was a sonic boom in the air.

The door of the hall was strangled into piles of sawdust in this sword aura, and they flew in the air, and the stones on the ground were also crushed by this huge storm.

Zhao Haochen's black pupils were full of ruthlessness, indifference, and killing.

"Hmph!" the Ji Clan Ancestor snorted heavily, his eyes were full of disdain, and his voice was indifferent.

"Die!"