Chapter 6353

Meng Qinxian put on the majestic dark purple battle armor, and his whole person's aura changed suddenly, as if he had turned into a general in the world.

This armor is the treasure of the Fantian Sect, and it is called the Purple Emperor Battle Armor.

It was forged by an ancestor of the Fantian Sect. When this ancestor was still alive, he used this armor to sweep the Eastern Region and gained great fame.

"Forget it, they can laugh if they want to!"

"It doesn't matter anymore." Meng Qinxian put away his lost emotions, raised his head and grinned, and looked at the boundless ferocity and cruelty in the eyes of the Holy Son of Dongshan in front of him.

"I just... just want to tear him apart!"

Meng Qinxian's figure flashed, and a dark purple light as fast as lightning flashed across the air, and he appeared in front of Dongshan's holy son in an instant.

"So fast!" Lin Bai's eyes shrank suddenly, a little shocked.

The armor looked abnormally thick, but he didn't expect that instead of slowing down Meng Qinxian's speed, it increased his speed by more than ten times.

"It's really fast!" Even Yi Heze didn't react.

Dongshan's holy son's complexion changed drastically, and he hastily used his swordsmanship to slash forward several times, slashing towards Meng Qinxian with his unparalleled sharp sword energy.

Dangdangdang... Every incomparably powerful sword energy hit Meng Qinxian's body, leaving only a little flame on the Zihuang battle armor, and then dissipated completely.

"Are you tickling me?" Meng Qinxian sneered.

These few sword qi failed to stop Meng Qinxian, he had already rushed in front of Dongshan's holy son.

It was too late for the Holy Son of the Dongshan Clan to dodge now. Meng Qinxian clenched his fist with five fingers, and the runes and patterns on the Zihuang battle armor burst into a bright and dazzling dark purple light.

This armor instantly increased Meng Qinxian's strength by several times.

As Meng Qinxian clenched his fist, the power condensed in his fist made the surrounding space vibrate layer by layer, cracking open like a spider web.

The space begins to collapse!

Destructive forces are flooding inside and outside the Daxue Mountain.

This punch is almost as powerful as Da Luo Dao Guo's realm!

The Holy Son of the Dongshan Clan panicked, and hastily switched from offense to defense, using all his cultivation power to condense a defensive light curtain in front of him.

Countless sword qi gathered and formed a sphere to protect him.

"Your swordsmanship is really clumsy!"

Meng Qinxian swung his fist suddenly, and with one punch, he first shattered the sword energy barrier that wrapped Dongshan's holy son, and then shattered the spiritual power shield on him.

In the end, the punch hit his chest heavily.

Pooh!

The sound of blood splattering was extremely ear-piercing in Daxue Mountain, and the flying blood dyed a large number of snowflakes red.

Blood-red snowflakes fell.

The son of the Dongshan family was blown away for more than a thousand meters by a punch. When he stabilized his figure, he stood precariously in mid-air.

When he looked up at Meng Qinxian again, there was already a strong look of fear in his eyes.

On his chest, flesh and bones were smashed together, revealing a deep fist mark.

More importantly...he saw the domino hanging on his waist, cracks slowly appearing at this moment, and burst into slag after a few breaths.

My domino... Dongshan's Shengzi's complexion changed drastically. There was a little panic in his expression, and some lingering fears.

This domino is not an ordinary thing, but a life-saving thing that the ancestors of the Dongshan clan gave to the son of the Dongshan clan.

At that moment just now, Meng Qinxian swung his fist to kill him. He didn't even have the chance to sacrifice his life-saving magic weapon, but fortunately, this thing sensed the crisis of Dongshan's holy son and activated the protector on his own.

It was also with the power of this domino that the Holy Son of the Dongshan clan was able to block Meng Qinxian's punch that contained burning anger.

"Your swordsmanship is really vulnerable!"

Meng Qinxian beat Dongshan's Shengzi half to death with a punch, sneered a few times, and noticed the broken dominoes on his body, "It seems that your life-saving thing saved your life."

"I don't know, do you have any other life-saving things?"

"If not, then please go on the road!"

Meng Qinxian snorted coldly, and the Zihuang armor once again condensed an extremely dazzling light, and the aura between heaven and earth surged into the armor.

And his strength also rose accordingly at this moment, completely condensing a kind of power fluctuation comparable to the Daoguo realm of Daluo.

The Holy Son of the Dongshan Clan retreated in panic, he had already lost a life-saving object, if Meng Qinxian continued to attack, he would definitely be beaten to death by Meng Qinxian.

Fortunately.

At the moment when Meng Qinxian was about to make a move, there was a "swoosh", the sound of piercing through the air, like a sharp object piercing through the void.

Meng Qinxian never expected that someone would shoot secretly at this moment, hurting people with a cold arrow, caught off guard, this arrow hit his left shoulder.

An icy arrow that was cast like a black crystal pierced through the Purple Emperor's battle armor and nailed into the flesh and blood of Meng Qinxian's left shoulder.

Meng Qinxian was furious, and immediately turned his head to look, and saw a bow and arrow made of black ice appearing in the hands of the Holy Son of Lian Shenzong in the distance.

"Oh, I haven't shot an arrow for a long time, but I shot it crooked?" The holy son of Lian Shenzong showed a playful smile, as if he was disappointed because of the missed arrow just now.

"A stab in the back hurts people! Is this the demeanor of a holy son of the prosperous sect?" Meng Qinxian was furious, staring at the holy son of the Lian Shenzong and roaring.

The holy son of Shenshenzong, one of the sixteen most prosperous sects in the majestic demon world, the existence of less than one person and more than ten thousand people on the land of the Northern Territory, would actually stab someone in the back at the critical moment of the martial arts contest between the two sides.

What a despicable and shameless act!

Seeing this, Lin Bai and Yi Heze also had anger in their eyes.

The son of Lian Shenzong showed a bored look on his face, "I really don't like the way you warriors from the Eastern Region fight back to your mother-in-law."

"Is the process of fighting and fighting so important?"

"It doesn't matter, the important thing is... who stands and who falls in the end."

The holy son of Lian Shenzong sneered, and suddenly raised his hand, and the ice arrow stuck on Meng Qinxian's shoulder was pulled out, leaving a bloodstain.

"Poisonous!" Meng Qinxian immediately felt dizzy, dizzy, and weak in limbs, knowing that the son of Lian Shenzong had smeared poison on the Frost Arrow.

And as far as he knew, these poisons should have been purchased from Southern Border Bug Valley.

Meng Qinxian hurriedly rummaged through the storage bag, found the corresponding antidote and took it.

"The beasts in the southern region are really immoral. They sold us the poison, but sold you the antidote. It's really shameful."

Seeing that Meng Qinxian had been cured of the poison, the holy son of Lian Shenzong immediately scolded the southern warriors for being immoral.

"It seems that I still have to do it myself." The holy son of Lian Shenzong bent his bow and set his arrow again, and with a sound of "sho", the ice arrow pierced through the air again.

The bow and arrow in the hands of the holy son of Lian Shenzong are completely natural, and they are one body.

It is also a Taiyi Divine Soldier. The ice arrow pierced through the air with a small sound, but the terrifying power mixed in it was extremely surprising!

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