Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

In Zhao Ke's eyes, it's just a toothless sick tiger, not as threatening as a wild cat.

Facing Hu Long who came in an instant.

Zhao Ke put his arms across his chest, and at the same time, the Buddha power in his body boiled, and suddenly a big golden bell appeared in front of Zhao Ke.

It is the ability that I inherited from the stupa, the golden bell jar.

"boom!"

With a loud bell ringing, Hu Long's body slammed forward.

Zhao Ke frowned, only to see that the golden clock in front of him began to crack inch by inch.

Meditating on the concept of white bones in his heart, he pushed his Buddha power to the extreme.

"kill!!"

With this hysterical sound, when Hu Long yelled, he felt as if his throat was about to be torn.

Hu Long has never suffered such a big loss.

Shocked by Zhao Ke's despicable means, he became even more anxious.

He knew very well that he could not last long in this state.

Compared with the pain in his eyes as if being scratched by a knife, the burning sensation in his lungs made him almost suffocate.

Even a slight gasp is as uncomfortable as drinking boiling water.

At this moment, it was time to fight to the death, if he couldn't kill this king dog with one blow, he would be the one who would be unlucky next.

I saw a strong silver light erupting from his whole body, and a set of silver armor almost covered Hu Long's whole body.

It also strengthened Hu Long's strength again, and the armor protection made Hu Long feel at ease instantly.

At least his own armor, even with a third-level ability, cannot be penetrated.

Just relying on a piece of trash can never do anything to him.

"Waste is always waste." Hu Long said with contempt in his heart.

At the same time, a blue scimitar appeared in Hu Long's hand.

"go to hell!"

It can be cut with a single knife, and Zhao Ke's golden bell is covered under the blade, like a thin piece of paper, which can be cut open without hindrance.

Zhao Ke's complexion changed, there was no time to dodge, but there was an angry look on his brows in a hurry.

With an angry personality, Zhao Ke didn't choose to step back and dodge.

Instead, facing the long knife that was slashing head-on, with a swipe of his fingertips, his cross-arm met the knife and bumped into it.

"boom!"

Under the sound of metal clashing, an unshakable force caused Zhao Ke to kneel heavily on the ground with his left knee.

Blood ran down Zhao Ke's shoulders and stained most of the prison clothes on his body red.

"Kakakakaka-"

I saw Zhao Ke's raised arm began to tremble continuously. Looking carefully, it was not difficult to find that at some point, Xue Jizi had been held in Zhao Ke's hand.

With the arm as the beam and the blade as the shield, meet them head-on.

But Zhao Ke still underestimated the gap between him and Hu Long. Even if the opponent is not based on strength, he still has a crushing advantage over him.

Zhao Ke now only feels that his arms are about to lose consciousness.

"not dead?"

Realizing that his blade seemed to be blocked by something, Hu Long drew the blade across his body, his voice became hoarse and blurred: "Come again!"

"Om-"

The long knife was drawn back, and the light blue blade erupted with dazzling sparks on Xue Jizi's thin blade, and cut a deep bone-deep wound on Zhao Ke's shoulder.

However, at the moment when Hu Long drew his saber, Zhao Ke's pupils flashed ferocious killing intent at the same time.

"cough--"

Even under Hu Long's strong concentration, with the strong burning of the respiratory tract and lungs, he still coughed unnaturally.

But Zhao Ke has been waiting for this slight cough.

Under the strong discomfort in his lungs, Hu Long's body trembled unnaturally, and his body became unnaturally stiff.

Even if this stiffness is only for a moment, it is enough for me!

The leg that fell to the ground on one knee was like a spring, bursting out with great strength under pressure.

The soil under his feet bounced and scattered with Zhao Ke's strength.

I saw a strange blade appeared in Zhao Ke's hand at some unknown time.

The moment the blade stabbed at Hu Long, it seemed as if the time around him had also frozen.

A brilliant rainbow light runs through time and space, as if piercing from the long past to the unknown future.

The silver glare on Hu Long's chest suddenly went out.

Zhao Ke only heard a "bang~", and saw dark red rust began to grow on the silver armor on Hu Long's body, and a hole the size of a fist was corroded in an instant.

This knife is exactly the blade that Zhao Ke got from Chen Pan: Miller's Stab!

Although he couldn't see it, the strong sense of crisis made Hu Long's heart tremble rapidly.

He resolutely gave up the long knife in his hand, and grabbed Zhao Ke's wrist with both hands like iron pliers.

He knew that if he was stabbed with this knife, he would definitely die.

"Miller's thorn? Damn it! Why does he have this thing?"

Hu Long could feel the powerful force on the knife, and even more clearly, he could feel a hole in his armor without any damage.

But this armor is connected with his own flesh and blood, if it is damaged, the stamp book will notify him immediately.

Why didn't I receive any news.