Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Sword Fairy is in this latest chapter!Of course Qiancao God didn't believe it.

One hundred thousand unbelievers.

One million unbelievers.

"Oh, do you think you are a god?"

With an idiotic expression on his face, he looked at Lin Beichen, and said, "You are just a bug eating soft rice. I have seen your so-called miracle combat skills, but they are only relying on the secret help of this stupid woman. Nowadays, she can't protect herself, you, the puppet, still want to guard against the sky?"

Lin Beichen was angry.

Gan.

This dog is worthy of being a god, really sharp-eyed.

It turned out that I had eaten soft rice before.

But so what?

I eat soft and hard.

How many people can do it?

"Don't be afraid of him."

As Lin Beichen said, he slammed the Lord of Sword to the battlefield, saying: "Come on, don't persuade, I will cover you behind."

The lord of the sword is impatient.

Although she has always let Lin Beichen roll away.

But you just gotta go, why did you push me into the battlefield for fear of not running away?

The scumbag man.

It's really not a good thing.

At the critical moment, the scum's face was exposed.

Pooh.

However, this is also good.

None of us owes anyone anymore.

Dozens of thoughts flashed in the mind of the Lord of Swords, and in the next instant, she urged her divine power again, summoning the condensed full moon and clear silver sword, and slashed towards the Thousand Grass God.

"Hahaha..."

Thousand Grass God easily resisted the attack of the lord of the sword at the end of the strong crossbow, and laughed jokingly: "As expected, Lin Beichen, at the critical moment, even the god he believes in, dare to betray, you..."

The voice did not fall.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Because Lin Beichen in the distance did not escape.

Instead, he has a solemn and holy look like a tenth generation virgin, stagnant and empty, his mouth and lips are moving, his hands are raised in a strange posture on his chest, and his right thumb is madly dotted, like painting, but also like knots. Print...

In his body, the power of good faith is surging.

The power of faith?

Thousand Grass God was startled, his eyelids jumped wildly.

This brain-worn proprietor is also a man of Shinto?

But this little power of divine Taoism cannot pose a threat to oneself.

What is he doing?

At the moment when doubts appeared in Qiancao Shen's heart, I saw Lin Beichen's right hand flicked randomly in the void, as if he was drawing a talisman, and finally his finger suddenly hit somewhere.

It seems that some kind of rule is established.

boom!

A creamy-white beam of light, condensed like a liquid substance, ejected from his body, directly hitting the battle.

Lord of the sword.

"Under the crown of the great Lord of Swords, please bear the power of faith from your closest followers."

With Lin Beichen's roar of tigers roaring between heaven and earth, a miracle appeared.

The divine power on the Lord of Sword fluctuated and began to grow wildly.

Skyrocketing.

The light pattern of divine power, like a full moon, rose crazily in an instant.

Outside the capital, in the blue sky above the sun and moon, it seemed as if the third round of bright and bright moon appeared.

The frosty moonlight slowly spread out like mercury pours out, occupying this day, this place, this city, this person...

...

...

Zhaohui city.

"Master Beichen has made a divine order again."

"Quickly, follow the Lord's divine decree, pray, pray to the Sword Lord!"

"Master Beichen, the great Sword Lord, who is saving the distress, thank you for giving the believers food, clothing, land, health and smiles..."

"Master Beichen's divine decree cannot be ignored, the dog is left, go and call your mother and your three younger sisters, and our family will pray to the Sword Lord."

"Classes are suspended, classes are temporarily suspended, all the students of the Third Academy, immediately pray to the Lord of Sword..."

"The market is closed, pray."

"Officials, please pull out first, go down first, we will pray to the garrison's crown, and we will do the business later, the big deal is that the slave family will tell mother Sang that you will not be charged for the night..."

All kinds of strange dialogues appeared in Zhaohui City.

at the same time.

Most of the soldiers of the Allied Forces who were on the rapid march also stopped suddenly, stood where they were, bowed their heads and began to pray silently in their hearts...

"what happened?"

Lou Shanguan frowned and asked.

There is no military order to stop the military suddenly. This is a taboo.

He has already considered whether to chop off a few disobedient soldiers' dog heads to clarify the military discipline.

"Return to the general, it is Lin... Lin Tianren issued a divine decree again, asking the soldiers to pray to the Lord of Swords, so the troops stopped by themselves!"

The guard returned from questioning and reported on one knee.

"This……"

Loushan Pass has nothing to say.

Because he saw not far away, Qianqian, who was riding a giant green wolf, also prayed religiously with her hands folded in front of her chest.

Can't afford to provoke.

...

...

Outside the capital, the night sky.

The Lord of Sword felt the sudden and powerful power of faith.

The power of these beliefs is so pure and so firm.

An endless stream.

It constantly burst from Lin Beichen's body, poured into her body, filling every part of her body, making her feel

The long-lost feeling of swelling and congestion.

Divine power.

Powerful divine power.

The Shinto realm of the Sword Lord began to soar continuously.

Boom boom boom!

In the collision of the gun and the sword, it developed from one side to the direction of equal competition.

"How can this be?"

Qiancao's expression changed wildly, and small question marks popped up in his mind.

What is this method?

Unseen, unheard of.

"Divine Art-One Sword Moon At Night."

The Lord of Sword was ecstatic in his heart, but he was also very calm. He didn't know how long such a surge of divine power could last, and he immediately spurred a big move.

"Divine Art-Skyfire Burning City."

Thousand Grass God was shocked in his heart, and resisted with magical abilities.

far away.

Lin Beichen pretended to be over.

He took the phone and refreshed it constantly.

14.5 million...

15.5 million...

17 million...

18 million...

On the Sword Lord’s Weibo homepage on the screen of the mobile phone, the number of fans is growing wildly, and in a blink of an eye, it has surpassed the Thousand Grass God...

And the third personal Weibo that he just posted, "Hundred Thousand Hurry, Pray in the name of the Lord of the Sword", the message has exceeded 3 million, and the forwarding is 600......

It can be seen that some people have reposted it twice.

I don’t know what the effect of forwarding twice will be.

But obviously, after the Divine Change of Reaper, the Weibo APP, a diversion method for sharing fans, is really awesome.

Although there have been small experiments before and the effect has long been known, Lin Beichen was still shocked.

Doesn't this mean that you can earn money by receiving "business advertisements" in the future?

As long as you can afford it, no matter which god you are, as long as you write your own Weibo, you can bless him with the power of faith...Tsk tusk tusk, think about it, I feel abnormal.

"what……"

On the battlefield, the angry screams of Thousand Grass God came.

A bloody arm spun down in the void.

Divine blood stained the sky red.

"What did you do?"

The Thousand Grass God with his severed arm felt the great crisis, and he backed away quickly, staring at Lin Beichen intently, and roared angrily.

"Ha, guess."

Lin Beichen raised his middle finger and rubbed his eyebrows, and said slightly: "You look like anxious and depraved...It really makes a beautiful man like me feel happy."

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