The attributes of the level 110 earth armor are quite simple and crude. Whether it is the 1000 points of basic attack power of the power of the fire unicorn or the 8000 points of toughness improvement, it is enough to make this armor among the extraordinary.

After putting it on, under the dyeing of the skin, the fiery red armor turned into snow white, and wisps of thick and majestic aura lingered around the armor, and Lin Zhao's combat power increased by nearly 2,000 points in one fell swoop, which was really scary -

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【White】(Swordsman)

Level:113

Attack:4680-6040(324%)

Defense:4400(334%)

Qi and blood:54500

Critical hit:20%

Vampire:56%

Damage reduction: 32%

Damage increase: 170%

Comprehension:99

Charm:71

Reputation value:91780

Combat strength:14225

…

There is nothing much to say about this attribute panel. If nothing else, he should be the number one in the national server. Although the current leaders of the major guilds are supported by a large group of people, such as Su Xinghe, Yishi Desolation, Xianbai and others.

, in their respective guilds, priority is given to experience, equipment, and skills. However, if these people were to challenge Lin Zhao in a one-on-one fight, they actually had little chance of winning. Lin Zhao’s advantage was not just equipment and skills. In Feijian, Yun

The advantages on Jianhu are beyond the reach of other players.

"Huh~~~"

He heaved a sigh of relief. Today's mission was successfully completed. He forcibly killed an Eleventh Realm Song Miao and solved the huge threat that was just around the corner for the Snowy Tianchi. He could take a good rest.

Looking at the time, it was past eleven o'clock, so I logged off and went to have supper with everyone.

…

When Lin Zhao fell into sleep, the world outside the dream was as usual.

Fusu Great Wall.

In the early morning, the cold wind was howling.

A woman in white clothes was sitting on the top of the city, holding a pot of low-quality water and wine worth 10g. After she took a sip of wine, her cheeks were a little red, but her sword intention seemed to be more vigorous.

, in that moment, there seemed to be a new discovery in the state of mind. A sword rhyme around the sword heart that had not been formed after repeated touches finally took shape at this moment, and Lin Wanhua's sword skills were immediately completed.

She couldn't help but smile and raised the wine bottle to the bright moon.

Not long after, a figure floated down, standing not far from Lin Wanhua. It was a young man in a gray and white gown, carrying a long sword behind him. He looked extremely elegant and full of bookishness.

The visitor's name is Jing Chu, a Thirteenth Level Sword Cultivator from the Confucian Academy, and the only Thirteenth Level Sword Cultivator in his cultural context.

"Miss Lin."

Jing Chu cupped his fists and smiled: "Long time no see."

Lin Wanhua frowned and said, "You should just call me Lin Wanhua. I don't like you calling me Miss Lin."

"ah?"

Jing Chu shuddered slightly, a little confused, but just smiled: "Okay, I will call you Lin Wanhua from now on."

Lin Wanhua smiled. In her heart, only Lin Zhao had the right to call her Miss Lin. She also liked this title. If someone else called her, she would feel that the three words "Miss Lin" were blasphemed, even if the other party was Jing Chu.

Such a leader in the world cannot do it either.

"Jingchu, why did you leave the Confucian Academy this time?"

Lin Wanhua said: "Or should I go to the East China Sea to see that person?"

"Um."

Jing Chu was a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Although Jing Chu is a swordsman in the Thirteenth Level, he has not made much achievements in the way of swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship cannot be said to be very high. Being able to feed that person with swordsmanship is considered as doing his best."

Do your part.”

"Isn't that too modest?"

Lin Wanhua smiled calmly: "When it comes to fighting, you are almost invincible among the younger generation in the Confucian Academy, right? Among the older generation, except for those saints, there are probably not many people who can be your opponent."

"Students, if you can reason, do so and try not to do anything."

Jing Chu smiled and said: "This time I went to the East China Sea and passed the Fusu Great Wall. I stopped by to see you and give you a message."

"Again?"

"Um!"

Jing Chu nodded heavily and said with a smile: "Don't break the boundary before the world changes. The Confucian side asked Lin Wanhua to help Su Great Wall stay in the Twelve Stages. Even if it is absolutely necessary, she still cannot break the boundary."

Lin Wanhua frowned slightly: "What do you mean? Even if someone wants to kill me, Lin Wanhua, I can't enter the Thirteenth Realm to save my life?"

"yes."

Jing Chu nodded: "That's what the old master means. As far as the world is concerned, the life of Lin Wanhua is indeed not as good as that of a fourteenth-level sword cultivator from the human race, isn't it?"

"snort!"

Lin Wanhua was slightly angry and said: "Lin Zhao may die at any time in the snowy Tianchi. If it's for Lin Zhao, can't I break through? Am I allowed to watch Lin Zhao being killed?"

"Won't."

Jing Chu smiled and said: "Lin Zhao will definitely not die in a short time. If it really comes to threaten his life, let alone my junior brother from the same sect and different division as Jing Chu, I am afraid that the one from the ancestral family of the military family will also

His true body is in the lower realm, and he will use another sword."

"so……"

Lin Wanhua frowned: "Lin Wanhua and Su Qingjiu can both die, right?"

"right."

Jing Chu looked apologetic: "Even I, Jing Chu, can die. For the survival of the human race, it doesn't matter if I die. Lin Zhao dared to be the first in the world back then, and he can die just to lure the demon clan into the game. We so-called top five

Is there any reason to be afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid of death."

Lin Wanhua pursed her red lips and said, "I'm just afraid that I'll never see the person I want to see again."

Jing Chu flicked his sleeves, shook his head repeatedly, and said with a smile: "I never thought that the dignified Lin Wanhua would be trapped by love. Are you not afraid that this feeling will become your inner demon and an obstacle to your pursuit of the great road?"

"Won't."

Lin Wanhua shook her head: "His existence will only make my swordsmanship more powerful and make me want to live more."

"Okay, okay..."

Jing Chu pinched his nose and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to visit my old friend and pass on a message to the Confucian Academy, but I didn't want to hear about a love affair that I didn't want to hear at all."

"A person like you..."

Lin Wanhua smiled and said: "You take the road as big as the sky. In my eyes, you are not as good as your two dead junior brothers, Wen Liang and Gu Zixi. Both of them lived more clearly and wonderfully than you."

"Yeah?"

Jing Chu smiled slightly and said, "I feel the same way. Both Wen Liang and Zi Xi are my good junior brothers. It was my fault that I, the senior brother, failed to take good care of them back then. So I want to pursue a higher path and have

With stronger swordsmanship and sword intent, when I have the opportunity in the future, I will kill a few more monsters and go to the fifth realm to avenge my two junior brothers. With that said, do you think my life, Jingchu, is thorough enough and exciting enough?

"

"Let's wait until we can kill the big demon."

Lin Wanhua said: "Go, I want to continue practicing my sword."

"gone."

Jing Chu rose up and walked straight away with a flash of sword light, his robes flying in the wind, showing his indescribable grace as a swordsman.

…

In the east, the morning light broke, and a ray of golden glow fell on Lin Wanhua's pretty face. She squinted her eyes for a while, then turned to look to the south, where there was a human cavalry wearing dark blue armor.

Galloping in, escorted by 50,000 ragged barbarians, these barbarians had fierce eyes and ferocious expressions. They repeatedly inflicted heavy losses on the human army on the southern battlefield and plundered human cities. It was not until Chen Xi led the Cangnan Iron Cavalry to go out that peace was achieved.

An entire tribe of barbarians.

"Here we go again..."

Lin Wanhua sighed, this time it was no longer a sheep-taking ceremony from Furong Prefecture, but a sheep-taking ceremony from Yunzhou, escorted all the way north by 3,000 Cangnan cavalry, and there was not a single big merchant among these sheep heads.

, all of them were barbarian captives. It must have been Chen Xi’s idea. She was unwilling to send the merchants to die, but it didn’t matter to the barbarian captives.
To be continued...