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This is……

The lore knife!

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Chapter 43 Wait for me for 1 minutes

Yi Rin's sword, the timing, the angle, and the tempered, impeccable.

Almost after Zhen Qiang fell into a dizzy state, Yi Rin swept past Zhen Qiang's neck with blood jasmine.

Ding!

But the strange thing is that the scene of tearing flesh and blood splashing did not appear as expected.

In mid-air, a strange color flashed in Yi Rin's eyes.

I saw that Zhen Qiang's neck was actually a bright metallic color.

That knife was like cutting on an iron plate.

If I had to describe it, it was like the feeling of being cut on "Xiao Yi"'s neck.

Yi Rin's heart moved, her expression sank, her body twisted in mid-air, and she was about to switch places and swung the second knife.

But in an instant, the knife that Yi Rin was about to swing in mid-air stopped abruptly.

At this moment, this second, Yi Rin had a hunch, even if his blade tipped a little further forward...

will die.

must die.

Yi Rin raised her head, just in time to meet Zhen Qiang's playful eyes.

He actually recovered from the dizzy state!

Yi Rin's pupils almost shrank to pinpoints, and she stepped back suddenly, pulling away from Zhen Qiang.

"Haha... No wonder you have no fear..." Zhen Qiang's mouth curled into a faint sneer: "There is still such a hole card."

Yi Rin held the dagger tightly and stood quietly ten meters away from Zhen Qiang without saying a word. Even if he had the dagger made of star steel, for him, who was not good at melee combat, it was impossible for him to compete with the apostle who had defensive skills. It was too early to meet.He remembered the "that thing" he had asked Molly to do earlier, and counted the time silently in his mind.

Zhen Qiang twisted his neck, and there was only a faint trace on the neck where the blood jasmine had scratched.

A trace of blood slowly oozes out of the mark on the neck.

Zhen Qiang smiled slightly and said, "In addition to [Fist Gang], I also have a defensive skill... [Skin Hardening], with your strength, you can't break my defense at all."

Irene: "..."

Zhen Qiang clenched his fists and made a crisp snapping sound. He looked at Yi Rin with a hint of greed that could not be concealed in his expression, and said slowly, "A kind of auxiliary skill that is biased towards assassination..."

"The other one turned out to be a rare control skill..."

"This life...it's not a loss."

Zhen Qiang seemed to have finished his warm-up, pointed at Yi Rin and grinned confidently: "If it were someone else, maybe with the cooperation of your two skills, he would die in a daze, but unfortunately you met I……"

"My skills [Fist Gang] and [Skin Hardening] are the most suitable skills for close combat..."

"You have no chance of winning."

"so……"

Zhen Qiang raised his head and smiled gently at Yi Rin: "Do you think there is still a need to struggle?"

……

Irene was silent.

What the other side said is the truth.

His strength attribute is too low.

The "Blood Jasmine" in his hand is made of the extraterrestrial element star steel, but it is not a "spirited weapon" after all, and it has no damage bonus to the apostles...

To put it badly, Yi Rin couldn't even break the opponent's defense.

After careful analysis, Zhen Qiang's [Skin Hardening] should be a skill that continuously consumes psionic energy, and should not be so exaggerated as a "permanent passive skill".

And Fist Gang... is also an additional state class...

If Irin guessed correctly, it should be the type that increases the attack distance...

"It's a little troublesome."

Yi Rin used the shortest time to analyze the skills displayed by Zhen Qiang.

Raising his head, Yi Rin chuckled lightly: "Now, I want to kill you... it's a little difficult."

"One point?" Zhen Qiang seemed to have heard a joke, showing an incredible expression: "I'm curious, where did your self-confidence come from."

In Zhen Qiang's eyes, Yi Rin's skills are strange and unpredictable, but in any case, the level difference is too big, the attributes are too different, Yi Rin is like a prawn jumping in a frying pan, no matter how you jump, it will only end up Can be boiled alive, can not escape Zhen Qiang's palm.

Seeing that Yi Rin didn't speak, Zhen Qiang twisted his neck, making a loud crack, and walked towards Yi Rin slowly.

As he walked, he said: "Since you have no opinion, I will come to get the loot. Hey, I am looking forward to what skills I can draw from your box. To be honest, your control skills are quite good and suitable for me. "

Zhen Qiang's tone did not hide the naked greed. The reason for the constant disputes between the apostles was not the lottery process that fell into a box after killing the apostles?

As long as you keep killing the apostles, you can gradually become stronger.

The evolution of the apostles was originally a bloody road that could only be reached by stepping on countless corpses.

"and many more."

Yi Rin flipped her palm and put Blood Jasmine into the storage space.

Then he spread his palms, indicating that he had no weapons in his hands.

Zhen Qiang paused, his expression stiffened.

"Don't you naively think that if you ask for mercy at this time, I will let you go?" Zhen Qiang sneered, thinking that Yi Rin wanted to surrender: "What good will it be for me to let you go? You can give me the Xiao family's property. ? Or your skills?"

Yi Rin narrowed her eyes slightly and said with a smile, "I wonder if you have heard a word?"

"Last words? Well, you say it." Zhen Qiang seemed very generous.

"Farewell for three days, look at it with admiration."

"Oh?" Zhen Qiang couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "You don't want to say in your next sentence, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor?"

"Do not……"

The smile on Yi Rin's face did not diminish, and she slowly pressed her hand to her chest.

Zhen Qiang's eyelids twitched slightly, how to feel this posture, a little familiar.

"It doesn't take 30 years, just wait for me... just one minute."

"Enter... the inner world!"

Zhen Qiang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he punched Yi Rin's head directly.

In an instant, the fist style was like an invisible cannonball, shortening the distance between the two!

boom!

On the wall behind him, a clear fist print was left!

but……

Irene has disappeared from the spot!

Zhen Qiang gritted his teeth, unexpectedly... he chose to enter the inner world at this time!

He was an apostle himself, and knew that each apostle had hours of preparation when he was called to the "next trial."

Because no matter who they are, they cannot guarantee that they will survive the "next trial". Most of the apostles used these several hours of preparation to prepare for the aftermath.

"Is it a coincidence? Or was it premeditated?"

Zhen Qiang counted the time silently in his heart, but his face changed.

If it's a coincidence... it can only mean that this kid is a little lucky.

But if it was planned beforehand...

"Heh... What if you survive the trial? Do you really think that you can shorten the gap between us by going through one more trial? It's too naive."

After Zhen Qiang figured this out, he closed his eyes on the spot.

58, 57, 56, 55...

After 1 minute, it will be clear.

Zhen Qiang didn't panic.

He has full confidence in his own strength.

Not to mention whether the kid can come out alive from the inner world.

Even if the kid really survived after 1 minute...

Then let that kid die again...

What's the harm!

Thinking of this, Zhen Qiang looked at the place where Yi Rin disappeared, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 44 "Casualty Haunted"

When Irin opened her eyes again.

There was fog all around.

In the fog, the dull branches seemed to have become mottled and monstrous shadows.

day.

Dense fog.

Grove.

A person.

Irin used the fastest speed to understand her situation.

Irin opened her palms and carefully distinguished the skin color and texture of her palms.

It's your own hands, you can't go wrong.

"That is to say, isn't this a stupid mode like role-playing?"

Yi Rin looked down and found that the attire on her body was not the sweater she wore when she sneaked into Xiao's house.

Yi Rin was wearing a soft white robe that was close to the body. The white robe was slightly stained with dust, but outside the white robe, she was actually wearing a waist-length robe that was as black as ink.

On Yi Rin's feet, she was wearing a pair of straw sandals covered with mud.

Although it was straw sandals, the weaving technique was extremely delicate, and there was no slight discomfort when wearing it on the feet. Instead, it gave Yi Rin a very comfortable feeling that fit the soles of the feet.

"what?"

Yi Rin suddenly noticed that there was a knife hanging from his waist...

uh... scabbard.

Empty scabbard.

As the name suggests, there is no knife in the scabbard.

"Story mode..."

Irene quickly understood her situation.

Before the plot started, Yi Rin immediately opened the apostle panel and poked his finger on the "Apocalypse Knight Module".

In an instant, Irin was immersed in the mental space of the module.

Yilin has experience and knows that in the spiritual space, the psionic energy will continue to be consumed.

So after entering the mental space, Yi Rin didn't waste any time, and directly dragged the [Mind Shock] skill out and stuffed it into the shattering skill ball.