The young man in armor stared at Yang Jiutian, his eyes cold and confident.
Even though he had just seen Yang Jiutian's power, he was confident that he could fight Yang Jiutian resolutely.
Even if he is defeated, he is confident that he can escape.
"Are you difficult to kill?" Yang Jiutian said lightly.
"Even if your strength is very strong, so what? I have a magical armor to protect my body. How can you break my defense?"
The armored young man's eyes were cold and he said word by word: "I don't care who you are, as long as I have the armor, you can't kill me no matter what."
"Do you think being in armor is something special? If I want to kill you, it will be easy." Yang Jiutian said coldly.
"Hahaha, just you?" The armored young man sneered, his eyes full of disdain and contempt.
In his opinion, as long as he has the artifact on him, Yang Jiutian cannot kill him.
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