Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 157 Battle Armor

  The Xuanbing armor on his body is the trump card of the Qian family. Except for the members of the family heart, even Qian Wen's first wife is unknown.

   This object was obtained by the ancestors of the Qian family by chance from a certain historical site.

   It is precisely because of it that the Qian family has been able to step up to today. Even when there was no inheritance back then, they could rely on it to eliminate their opponents.

  Qian Wen also kept in mind the teachings of his ancestors, this thing should not be known to outsiders, otherwise disasters will happen.

  Since he was seen by an outsider, he must kill him to silence him.

   Just like the three of Jiang Sheng!

  Clasping both hands, the energy and spirit merged with the Xuanbing armor, Qian Wen only felt that his thoughts were raised, and the energy kept rising like boiling water.

   Perceiving.

  Everything in the world is completely different from before.

  Every exhale and inhale, you can meet with the dark power between heaven and earth, as if a thought can arouse the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

   This is of course an illusion.

  But wearing the Xuanbing battle armor, he has already stepped into the innate realm where he is in harmony with the world, but there is no doubt about it.

  With a radius of more than ten feet, it is all about perception, even the crawling of insects and the ups and downs of the breeze, they are all clear and can be controlled.

  Looking at Zhou Jia, a huge energy surged in his body like wolf smoke, as if it was covered by something.

   Interest rate method?

  What a solid foundation!

  Although he was a little surprised by Zhou Jia's deep background, he didn't take it seriously.

   Never become black iron, but always be a mortal.

  How can ordinary people resist the power of black iron?

"die!"

   With a low growl, Qian Wen's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

  The Xuanbing battle armor on his body does not seem to be heavy, but in fact it weighs more than a thousand catties, but he wears it like a ghost.

   Like a wisp of green smoke, it appeared silently in front of Zhou Jia.

   Iron Fist!

  Hold five fingers in a false grip, lightly strike and punch.

  The light and fluffy boxing style is like laughing and fighting among friends, slapping his companions at will, without any power at all.

  But Zhou Jia's eyes shrank suddenly.

   "Zheng!"

  The soft sword at the waist leaped out, whistling and groaning with the wind, and stood straight in front of him.

   Abruptly.

  The front of the attacking fist became fierce and domineering, and a destructive fist emerged, covering tens of feet of power in an instant, and struck brazenly.

   "Boom!"

   The earth trembled.

   Violent power gushes out from the front of the fist, forming an arc, sweeping across the land more than ten meters in front.

  The ground paved with bluestone was full of gullies as if it had been plowed, and the walls several feet long collapsed and crumbled.

   Zhou Jia held the sword in one hand, moved his body back a few meters, and left two deep marks under his feet.

one strike,

   A corner of the courtyard is in ruins.

   It was like being bombed by a high-explosive bomb!

   "Black Iron!"

  Zhou Jia's eyes flickered, with surprise and joy:

   "Based on just one foreign object, Patriarch Qian really has the strength comparable to a black iron master. This Xuanbing armor is really amazing!"

  Although he has a strong hole card and multiple bug blessings, only by achieving the artistic conception of martial arts can he use the vast power of heaven and earth.

  In ordinary times, after all, it is a mortal body.

certainly.

  His mortal body has long been inhuman.

  As for Qian Wen, with the help of external objects, his spirit, energy, and spirit have undergone fundamental changes.

"Um?"

   Repelling the opponent with one blow, Qian Wen frowned, his eyes were fixed, and his face was serious:

   "Fire and reality change, good swordsmanship!"

   "Everyone knows that Director Zhou's ax skills are amazing, and he is known as the Thunder Axe, but they don't think that your sword skills are already superior to the ax skills."

"Do not!"

   "It should be stronger, otherwise why would you give up your ax and use your sword to fight me?"

  Just now when the front of the fist touched him, he only felt a bone-piercing chill standing in the field.

  Such swordsmanship...

   I am afraid that many black iron masters are not as good as them!

  This person is worthy of being a martial arts genius in Lei Batian's mouth. Not only is his ax technique amazing, but he also secretly cultivated his swordsmanship to such a level.

   "Excellent." Zhou Jia smiled and nodded, without denying:

"Please advise!"

  The sound fell, the wind howled, and the murderous intent rushed to the face.

   Yin Killing Sword!

  Qian Wen narrowed his eyes, and suddenly drank in a low voice. His hands, eyes, body, waist, and horse were joined together, and his heart, mind, and spirit were in one point.

  Iron Wire Fist—cover the sky with both hands!

  Qian Family Iron Line Fist emphasizes the combination of rigidity and softness, and the integration of internal and external.

   Nothing more.

  Qian Wen obviously has not reached this level, but he is strong enough with the help of the Xuanbing armor.

  The energies surged and merged, and within reach of both hands, the incoming sword qi shattered, and a force that engulfed the surroundings swept across the four directions.

  Zhou Jia's figure flickered, his sword energy was soaring, each sword was pierced from an unimaginable angle, and the sharpness of the sword energy made people feel chills.

  As soon as the two fight against each other, they know each other's strength.

   Suffered!

  Qian Wen's heart skipped a beat. Facing such shocking swordsmanship, even if he climbed to the realm of black iron, he was still not fully sure.

   Withdrew, stepped back, crossed his hands, and spun suddenly.

  A few feet away, the air seemed to be distorted suddenly, and the ground was even more twisted, deformed and cracked, and the terrifying force entangled with the sword energy.

  Yin-Yang Grinding!

   "Puff, blah, blah!"

   "Shua!"

   Dao Dao Jian Qi shoots out from the range covered by the Yin-Yang Mill. Compared with Qian Wen's fist strength, the sword Qi is not strong, but it always appears at the vital point.

  In an instant, the yin and yang grinding disc was cut by the sword energy and scattered in all directions.

   "Zheng!"

  At the same time, the sword qi rang out, and the scattered sword qi suddenly gathered in front of him, turning into a flash of sword light, and stabbing straight.

  Qian Wen only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and there was nothing else in his perception, only the cold and murderous sword light, ignoring everything, appeared in the middle of his eyes.

   Before the sword light arrived, the eyebrows were already swollen and painful.

snort!

   With a soft snort, he didn't dodge or evade. He even retracted his fists and squeezed his hands, as if a crane's beak was pecking lightly towards the front.

   "Zhi!"

  The sound of crane chirping sounded.

"Ding…"

  The point of the sword was three inches in front of Qian Wenmei's eyebrow, and it was difficult to advance any inch.

   Xuanbing armor!

  The main function of a battle armor has never been to strengthen a person's strength, but to increase defense power, and the Xuanbing armor is no exception.

  Even a strong player who has just entered the black iron cannot break this armor with one blow.

   It was because of this support that Qian Wen dared to draw Zhou Jia close without any scruples, and then suddenly counterattacked, unleashing a long-hidden trick.

   Taking advantage of this gap, his crane's beak has been pointed out at an astonishing speed.

  Feng nodded!

  Shuangfeng spreads its wings!

  Ding Jinqiao!

  No one would have thought that the most exquisite kung fu of the Patriarch of the Qian family was not the iron wire boxing, a unique family tradition, but the crane flying cloud kung fu.

  In an instant.

  The flying crane in the field was sunken, its beak and wings were beating, and the energy in the sky merged into a tide, and it crazily rushed towards the figure below.

   "Boom..."

  The power of black iron is extremely terrifying.

   Every move has a powerful force, and it explodes with all its strength, comparable to a giant tank on the battlefield firing repeatedly, and the walls and houses collapsed wherever it passed.

  Nowhere is left intact.

"die!"

"die!"

   "Die!"

   Between the fists and palms, it seemed to destroy the world, and it also made Qian Wen's blood agitated, his eyes were red, and he vented his anger unscrupulously.

  At this time, he is fearless.

   "Boom..."

  After the loud noise, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

   "Dead?"

  Qian Wen landed lightly, looking at the ruins in the field:

   "This kind of offensive is considered..."

   "Shua!"

  Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly darkened, the sky and the earth were suddenly dark and without moon, only a bright spot appeared in his perception.

not good!

   Even though he was wearing the Xuanbing battle armor, the cold and extremely stern sword intent still gave him a chill in his heart, and he immediately put his hands together to block his body.

   "Shua!"

   "Poof!"

  A figure appeared behind Qian Wen, the soft sword pierced out from the back of the neck along the gap in the armor, and a blood-stained glow emerged from the center of the brow.

   Yin Killing Sword—Hui Feng Huan Yan!

  The power is all in front of the door, but the murderous intent is behind the head.

   "Poof!"

  Zhou Jia drew his sword expressionlessly, Qian Wen's body wobbled and finally fell to the ground.

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  On the long street, people came and went, seemingly bustling, but no one said a word, but it was full of hostility and chilling.

  The men and horses on both sides are dressed in different colors, the same, only glaring murderous intent.

far away.

  The second floor of the restaurant.

  Zhou Jia and Chen Ying stood with their hands behind their backs, looking at the Qian Mansion from a distance, taking a panoramic view of the scene on the street, with a relaxed expression, as if they didn't care.

   "It seems that this matter may end here." Chen Ying said with a smile:

   "There was Tianshui Village to make a move, the Su family agreed, and coupled with the efforts of the family alliance, even the city lord held a separate banquet to discuss it in detail."

   "No matter how strong the gang leader is, he will not go his own way."

   "Next, you can rest for a while."

  She was impatient to stay here, if it wasn't for Elder Chen's insistence, she would have left long ago.

   "Yes." Zhou Jia nodded slowly.

  As far as the eye can see, the people at the helm of Wudao in Tianshui Village have already settled in the Qian family. Everyone knows what this means.

   After thinking for a while, he spoke slowly:

   "We lost a lot of people."

   "The Qian family also died a lot." Chen Ying shrugged:

   "Even Qian Wen, the patriarch of the Qian family, died. Although we don't know who did it, it must be our responsibility."

   "From your point of view." Zhou Jia looked sideways:

   "What's next?"

   "The Qian family will become a vassal of Tianshui Village." Chen Ying stretched her waist, and under these movements, she showed off her fine figure.

   Yawned, she continued:

   "Tianshui Village has always wanted to reach out into the city, and the city owner probably wanted to take the opportunity to balance us and the Su family, so he pushed the boat along."

   "As for the Qian family..."

   "It depends on what they do in the future."

   "The Qian family." Zhou Jia thought thoughtfully:

   "What if they won't let it go?"

   "The Qian family isn't that stupid, is it?" Chen Ying frowned, shook her head and said:

   "The current situation is already the best outcome for the Qian family. Could it be that they still want to find us?"

"Humph!"

   Said, humming softly:

   "This time, we have also lost a lot of people. If the Qian family is not forgiving, it will be nice."

  ...

   night.

   Residence.

   Zhou Jia caressed the armor in front of him, thoughtfully.

  Helmets, breastplates, armguards, gauntlets, skirt armor, leggings, armor boots, a piece of armor, is divided into seven parts, which are seamlessly stitched together.

  Although it was not worn, it was just placed on the ground. This set of armor still gave people a cold and hideous look, like a ghost.

   After a few more glances, I feel that it is about to roar and rush.

  The pitch-black armor body reflects the metallic color, and the helmet looks majestic and ferocious, like a dragon's head with its mouth wide open, protecting its cheeks.

  The breastplate should be forged in one piece, the same as other parts, with the pattern similar to fish scales, but it has a dragon head, more like dragon scales.

  The whole armor looks like a black dragon.

   Domineering, mighty, fierce, heavy, hard to look at...

   "Shua!"

  With a wave of his hand, the armor disappeared from the field.

  Zhou Jia closed his eyes, the sea of ​​consciousness and the stars flickered, and a space he didn't know where appeared in his perception, and there was a piece of armor in it.

  Tianxuanxing: Universe!

  This origin star, although its characteristics are incomplete, still gave him a portable space.

  And with the improvement of cultivation, the space is also getting bigger a little bit.

  In the current Qiankun Dimension, a three-foot-long double-edged ax cannot fit, but a one-foot shield can fit, and the largest part of the armor does not exceed three feet.

   It just happened to be put down.

  Open your eyes,

  Zhou Jia stretched out one hand, his arm sank slightly, and an arm guard appeared.

at the same time.

   "呲拉..."

  The clothes on the arms were also crushed.

  The things placed in the universe can emerge from any part of the body, but they must be close to the body, otherwise the external things will be broken.

   That is to say.

  He doesn't need to wear the armor for a certain period of time like Qian Wen, as long as the things are in the Qiankun space, he can put on this Xuanbing armor at any time.

Well…

  'It's not at any time, the moment that emerges also needs a certain amount of time, but this time can be ignored. '

   After thinking for a while, Zhou Jia stood up and closed his eyes tightly.

   "Shua!"

   "Puff..."

  A set of mighty, domineering, and fierce armor appeared on his body, but at the same time, his clothes were completely shattered.

   "Fortunately!"

  Zhou Jia raised his hand, inspected his whole body, and sighed softly at the same time, the soundtrack was a fluke:

   "Fortunately, the Xuanbing battle armor is a full body armor, even the lower body is protected, otherwise... If you really encounter danger, you can only ignore it."

   When it's time to use this thing, it doesn't matter whether it's elegant or not.

   "The Qian family will never let this armor wander outside. That old man will probably try his best to get it back before he dies."

   Lifting his head, Zhou Jia looked at the Qian Mansion.

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  Qian Mansion.

  Backyard, brightly lit.

   Having escaped a catastrophe and having backers again, the Qian family finally breathed a sigh of relief. For a while, everyone was elated and extremely excited.

  Old Master Qian also put away the frowning he had been having for many days, and smiled. He even had a few rare drinks at today's banquet.

  As for the head of the Qian family, Qian Wen...

  The Qian family has a big business, and the younger generations have their own children and grandchildren who can be the head of the family.

  The night is deep.

  Most people have rested, only the servants are still busy, cleaning and cleaning up the mess left by the banquet in the front yard.

  Inside the house.

  Old Master Qian hadn't rested yet, he closed his eyes, and a fierce feeling came out from his body.

   "Haven't found out yet?"

   "No..." The person below trembled and said in a low voice:

   "Old Ancestor, my father's body was found from the south of the city and died by the sword, but there is still no clue as to who did it."

  He raised his head, glanced at Mr. Qian, and said cautiously:

   "However, in all likelihood, people from the Tianhu Gang did this matter. Should we continue to investigate?"

   Check it out,

   so what?

   "Tianhu Gang, can someone claim this credit?"

   "It never did!"

"Humph!"

  Master Qian snorted coldly:

   "Killed my son, obviously a great achievement, but didn't claim it, so it seems that the thing must have fallen into the hands of the murderer."

"go!"

   "Find out all the targets of Qian Wen that day, and see who is alive!"

"Yes."

  (end of this chapter)