C322 Cripple Zhao Qingcang(4)

With the help of the Tri-Striped Sword and the Swordsmanship, Qin Sheng's two-patterned Battle Armor could not withstand it at all. It pierced through his Battle Armor like a piece of tofu.

"Get lost!"

Qin Sheng roared. Both of his hands were glowing with a green light. A faint rune was blinking on the surface of his hands. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd