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When Ling Jian's body landed on Jie Qianzhi's head, the afterimage behind him was instantly shattered by Jie Qianzhi's pair of bloody fists.

"Twelve Legs, Yin-Yang Combo!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Ling Jian did not hesitate at all. When he flew up, his opponent's head was completely exposed at his feet.

A series of afterimages of the leg whips crackled as if they were ignited by a firecracker. In just a few seconds, Ling Jian had executed over a hundred violent attacks.

The strength of the legs were three times that of the arms, they held the advantage of being in the Upper Sky Realm. In addition, with his 12 Legs of Absolute Life that were not any weaker than the Shaolin Divine Fist, this continuous attack smashed Jie Qianzhi's brain to a halt.

Boom!

In the instant the 399 kicks landed, a crack appeared on Jie Qianzhi's head that was covered by blood aura. Then, rays of blood flew out and Jie Qianzhi's body finally fell onto the air wave …

"How's the battle up there?"

"I don't know. Blood aura is rising. It seems like Young Master Jie has already sacrificed his little Heaven realm soft armor."

"That shouldn't be a problem. Before Young Master Jie's blood sacrifice, he could already display the defensive power of the soft armor on the small world's eighth level of the martial way. Once the blood sacrifice occurs, no martial arts expert under the tenth level can break through Young Master Jie's defense!"

"I hope that the boy can die. To be able to die by our young master's hands is his three lives of luck!"

"… …"

The experts from the two major world sects were also a bit moved. Their complexions were a bit pale. After using their abilities for so long, they were unable to withstand it. "Woosh, woosh, woosh ~ ~ ~"

Their bodies, which were originally ten feet tall, slowly shrunk. In a few breaths, they had shrunk to ten feet tall.

Their faces turned from pale to rosy red, as if they had been beaten to a pulp …

"Is this the power of Little Heaven's Flexible Armor?"

Thousand Stone Waves was so surprised that he could not withdraw his gaze. He could only see a ball of blood Qi in the sky surrounding the two of them. The scene on the ground had repeated itself.

However, this time, it seemed that Jie Qianzhi had the upper hand.

"He actually has such a powerful armor? Damn it. It seems that the foundation of the little World Spiritist School is up to no good. If I also had such a set of armor, how good would that be?"

At the start, he only thought that such a set of armor would only increase one's defensive capabilities. But now, it seemed that wasn't the case at all.

This armor was a comprehensive tool for battle.

Ah!

A miserable scream was emitted from the corner of Jie Qianzhi's mouth. However, before it could spread out, his thin lips, which were dyed red with blood, was blocked by a cold palm. The endless power of the undercurrents poured into the other party's body, flowing through his limbs and bones …

"Wudang Miasma Palm."

Ling Jian growled in his heart as the power of the Yin undercurrent slowly flowed into his body, passing through his small Heaven Flexible Armor and destroying his internal organs.

Within the blood mist, Jie Qianzhi's eyes were like a dead fish's eyes as he struggled with all his might to defend against the blood-red light that came from the soft armor that protected his body surface.

"You should die! You can't kill me! I have the protection of the little Heaven's Soft Armor! Don't waste your strength! Even if you succeed with one strike, what can you do?"

Jie Qianzhi let out a low shattering sound, which came from the gaps between Ling Jian's fingers. If it wasn't for him being completely pressed down by Ling Jian's body, he would have already killed Ling Jian by turning around.

However, it was only when he was being suppressed that he finally realized how impossible it was to turn the situation around.

The youth in front of him was like a towering, unmoving mountain, as if an ancient and desolate vicious beast was pressing down on his body, and not just a human figure.0

"Damn."

Jie Qianjiao clenched his fists tightly and waited for the right moment. One hit, one kill.

"Is that so? Then I'll let you see for yourself how it feels when I take your little Heaven's Soft Armor off your body."

His opponent's small Heaven's Flexible Armor had far exceeded his imagination. That kind of tyrannical defensive power had turned his knowledge upside down, and had even restricted his ever-victorious martial arts palm...

The Ethereal Palm pierced through, but was blocked …

Ling Jian's right hand slightly bent, as Jie Qian's mouth slid down, directly moving under his collar. He suddenly grabbed and pulled, and instantly, a blood-red colored exquisite leather armour was pulled out by him.

"Is this the soft armor of a small world?"

The dense bloody aura that was being transmitted from his palm caused the youth to be slightly stunned. He was somewhat surprised by the blood aura of the armor …

While he was still in a daze, Jie Qian, whose eyes were already filled with fear, suddenly charged towards Ling Jian's body. While he was still in a daze, Jie Qian, whose eyes were already filled with fear, suddenly charged towards Ling Jian's body, causing Ling Jian's body to sway.

"I never would have thought that you would actually be able to stand up again. However, now that you don't have the small Heaven realm soft armor, you're like a paper tiger with no sharp teeth. You're stubbornly resisting. What's the point of that?"

Ling Jian's body that was pushed back suddenly shot out, turning into a white afterimage and kept the small Heaven Origin Armor back into his chest, as he punched Jie Qian's chest that was standing straight up.

Boom!

The violent force directly penetrated through the membrane in his body. With a kacha sound, the bones in Jie Qianzhi's flesh were shattered.

Jie Qianzhi did not even let out a single scream. His body, which had been standing upright for a short period of time, was once again sent flying. In his eyes, there was finally an unprecedented threat of despair …

"Save... "Life..."

However, before he could send out a distress signal, Ling Jian's other hand had once again landed on his lips, and an endless amount of undercurrent surged in …

"This time, there is no one in the world who can save you …"

Boom!

The destructive power of the Ethereal Palm poured into his body, and Jie Qianzhi's body seemed to have been struck by lightning. His panic-stricken and despairing eyes slowly became spiritless …

His hands and legs were still struggling nonstop. His eyes were dull and bright at times, as if he was trying to resist for the last time.

"Truly an indestructible cockroach. It's a pity that it's about to end …"

Ling Jian no longer hesitated. Within his sea of consciousness, the trembling sword Qi rushed into his eyes and shot out in an instant.

"Crunch."

Within Jie Qianzhi's eyes, Ling Jian's eyes shot out. Then, they suddenly froze and finally, he closed his eyes in despair …

The sharp gaze attack penetrated Jie Qianzhi's soul …

"It's finally over …"

Ling Jian knelt down with one leg against the body that was struggling tenaciously and heavily as he panted. His face was slightly pale as he maintained this posture, constantly recovering the spirit energy consumed in his body.

"..."

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