Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Sword Fairy is in this latest chapter!On Xuanjing's big screen, the parade is in progress.

"The imperial hero Lin Beichen is invincible."

"Patience with humiliation, an ancient man."

"Justify the beautiful man Lin Beichen."

"Everyone must know who is protecting us..."

"The Beihai Tianjiao who has protected thousands of people, a true genius!"

"Lin Beichen, the beloved, the idol of Beihai College."

"Come and listen, how do compatriots from Chaohui Dacheng describe Lin Beichen..."

"Beichen pills, Beichen pills."

Without thousands of weird slogans, wave after wave.

Every young face is full of excitement.

The students arm in arm, shoulder to shoulder, like soldiers on the battlefield, and like a torrent of passion, rushing past the main road of the capital!

"The first beautiful man in Beihai is Lin Beichen."

"The goddess favored from Yunmeng City."

"I would like to call Lin Beichen the strongest in Beihai."

Especially a guy with a silver mask, he called the most hard, his slogan was very tricky and strange, and his voice was so loud that he won a lot of live broadcasts.

In the tea room.

Wei Mingfeng, Huang Shiyu and others all carried jokes and cruel smiles on their faces.

The curtain of any era must be unveiled through blood after all.

The Beihai Empire has been silent for so many years, and now it is finally beginning to bleed.

It was like a Tianlong that was too old to fly, lying on the ground for too long, losing its deterrent power.

Finally one day, the beasts on the ground no longer feared it, no longer surrendered as they did in the past, began to show their fangs and rushed to tear its body, when they wanted to devour the dragon blood and dragon meat...

A new era is about to begin.

In the baptism of blood and bones, a new king will be born.

And everyone in the tea room felt that they were the right person favored by the great age.

They are waiting for the beginning of the first drop of blood.

Xuan Jing on the big screen.

The parade went forward and came to the mud foot street.

The Nizu Street is thousands of meters long with towering stone buildings on the left and right. It was originally the camp of Fujiawei, one of the sixty-six guards in the capital. Later, the guard station was mobilized. This area was abandoned and a residential building was developed on the site of the original military camp. Area……

"Haha, it's noon."

A cruel smile appeared on Wei Mingfeng's face.

Through the Xuanjing big screen that was live broadcast, he stared at Yuan Wenjun and others walking in the front, as if he had already seen the wonderful picture of blood spurting from the necks of these people like a fountain in the next moment.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Huang Shiyu smiled.

He is like a god of death dancing on his feet, facing a cruel life

To harvest, the final countdown.

The others also put down their cups, held their breaths, and waited for the bloody curtain of the new era to be slowly opened.

Xuanjing on the big screen.

The marching crowd passed the mud foot street one by one.

The smile on Wei Mingfeng's face gradually solidified.

The original cruel look turned into a stern and complete shock in the eyes under the eyebrows.

"Three, two, one...one...one...one?"

At the end of the countdown, Huang Shiyu did not wait for Huang Shiyu who came to study abroad. He read the word'one' more than a dozen times, and finally the whole person was stupid: "What's the matter?"

He looked at the timer beside him.

That's right.

The agreed time has passed.

Why didn't the expected killing come?

Nie Shanyan, Qin Yumin and others also noticed something wrong.

Mud Foot Street is the first place for hands-on.

The target is the leaders of the student movement at the top of the crowd.

The plan is very simple. Even if you can't kill all of them, you just need to kill a few of them, only bleeding and death, enough to arouse the anger of these 40,000 students, and make things worse.

But now?

The parade passed the mud foot street smoothly.

Everything is calm.

Huang Shiyu's face was gloomy.

He got up and said, "I'll go and see."

Out of the tea room.

After about a cup of tea, Huang Shiyu returned quickly.

There was a look of horror on that white, fat face.

Huang Shiyu walked back to the tea room quickly, and under all the eager gazes, he saluted Wei Mingfeng and said, "Master Wei, the situation is not quite right. The people we arranged were unplugged in advance."

In the tea room, there was a faint sound of inhaling air-conditioning.

They vaguely knew a little about the arrangement of candidates for Nizu Street.

The selections are all martial arts masters.

There are six in total.

Among them is a sixth-level martial arts master who was born in Xiaojie Jianyuan and is good at assassination.

Such six martial arts masters were unplugged in silence?

Think carefully.

Everyone present had a vague sense of bad feeling in their hearts.

Wei Mingfeng's eyebrows moved, as if two long knives were hacking.

This is his characteristic landmark movement when he is thinking.

"Keep watching."

He spoke slowly.

This time, he didn't slam the teacup on Huang Shiyu's forehead in anger.

Because it was different from not discovering the changes in the content of the students' parade in advance, this time the six masters of martial arts were silently pulled out, which was beyond Huang Shiyu’s ability.

It's not a mistake.

The atmosphere in the tea room began to become creepy.

The officials of the Wei family who were talking and laughing before, imagining the future, quietly beat a drum in their hearts.

In many cases, the situation is beyond control, often starting from a small matter.

On Xuan Jing's big screen, the parade continued.

Along the way, several predetermined killing locations have passed successively, but nothing happened.

In the tea room, the expressions of everyone became more and more solemn.

In the end, the eyes of several people flickered.

problem occurs.

Something happened.

If there is an accident in a killing point, or it was guarded by secret opponents, it is still reasonable, but dozens of killing points have been cracked silently without exception, and there is no news. It came in advance, this...

There is definitely a heavyweight opponent, and it's over.

Wei Mingfeng's knife eyebrows throbbed more and more frequently.

He reached out and rubbed his brows.

Only he himself knew that in the parade, he also secretly planted dozens of spies, all of which were prepared to hack and hack, and as a result... also quietly.

What kind of person can do this?

"It's gone."

Wei Mingfeng waved his hand.

When there really was a big problem, he was the coolest one.

Everyone got up, saluted him, and prepared to leave.

at this time--

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The knock on the door sounded again.

Huang Shiyu frowned and went to open the door.

To his great surprise, it was not the housekeeper Huang Zhong who stood outside the door.

It was a fat man with fair eyes and clear eyes, dressed in white, holding a drumstick in his hand, and was gnawing wildly.

Beside Fatty Bai, two stunningly beautiful girls stood.

One of them was rolling up his sleeves with an extremely violent expression. Not only did it not reduce points, but it gave her a clear and beautiful white goose egg face, which added the ultimate charm.

Another beautiful girl who is not inferior to rolling up her sleeves has a soft temperament between her brows. The beautiful girl who is pulling up her sleeves seems to be persuading something.

"Who are you?"

Huang Shiyu frowned and asked.

What's the matter with Old Huang Zhong, who entered the mansion irrelevantly?

Huang Zhong did not appear.

On the contrary, it is the little fat man who eats chicken thighs. He raised his head and smiled, and said, "Master Huang, don't get me wrong, don't bark, don't be nervous, we are not here to make a meal, nor are we here to make trouble, we are here... …"

Having said this, the little fat man gave a slight pause, threw the awkward and clean chicken thigh bones on the ground, wiped his hands again, and said one by one: "We are here to kill."