Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Sword Fairy is in this latest chapter!Turns out this is not a gun.

It's an arrow.

A huge silver arrow.

It was used as a spear by the Pope of the Temple of Feather.

So, what about the bow?

Lin Beichen was curiously going to touch the dead body of Pope Yu to catch a fish...

"enough."

An angry shout came from the white flying boat.

But it was [Aurora No. 1 Marksman] Su Dingfang couldn't help it anymore, and shouted: "Pope Lin, the ring is fought for life and death, but you have already won, so why bother to use this method to insult my temple of feathers? What about the body of the pope? This is not what your generation of pope should do."

Lin Beichen looked at Su Dingfang.

Then slowly said: "Fool."

After speaking, went to feel Yu Catch the fish body.

This giant silver arrow is so cool, the material is good, and it doesn't seem to be a mortal thing. There must be a divine bow to match it?

"Lin Beichen, you deceived people too much."

Rao is the Prince Yu with deep thoughts, and can't help but drink loudly at this time.

Looking at the corpse of the Pope on his side, being so manipulated, the other Aurora Empire powerhouses only felt blood rushing into their heads.

"kill him."

"Go together."

"Look at how much power he has left..."

On the white flying boat, dozens of strong military men in armor were dazzled by anger, and shot directly, and rushed out of the white flying boat desperately. The bowstring trembled endlessly in mid-air, and countless arrows flew like arrows. The gust of wind and rain generally shoot towards Lin Beichen...

"Don't..."

Prince Yu exclaimed.

But it was too late.

"go back."

On Falling Star Cliff, Lin Beichen did not even look up.

The arrow that contained the anger of the Aurora Shooting Dao expert immediately flew back obediently.

Puff puff puff~!

In midair, pieces of blood mist rose up.

The strong man who shot was instantly shot into powder by his own arrow, and his blood filled the void.

Instant kill.

with no doubt.

"Do you deceive people too much?"

Lin Beichen, who did not find a match with the bow on Yu Zhuyu, looked up a little disappointedly, looked at the frightened and angry gazes of Prince Yu and others, and asked each and every word: "At the beginning, you swept your army south and trampled me on the North Sea When you captured my Beihai city, killed my soldiers in the North Sea, and insulted my people in the North Sea, have you ever thought about what it means to deceive people too much?"

Facing Lin Beichen's questioning, Prince Yu suddenly panicked inexplicably.

He argued forcibly, saying: "But...that's war, that's different..."

"Ah……"

Lin Beichen sneered and interrupted, and said: "War? According to what you mean, as long as it is war, killing and insults are justified, right? Then why are you Aurora people still not conscious of the battle of Falling Star Cliff today, Is it also a war?"

"This...it's not right, this is a martial arts contest, a battle between heaven and man..."

Prince Yu subconsciously wanted to argue forcibly.

"What? The killing you initiated was a war; the killing I initiated was not a war?"

Lin Beichen was holding his mace, looking at the people on the white flying boat as if looking at the brains.

"Don't you think you are too hypocritical?"

"My friend Han lives up to it. He is also a soldier, his father is a soldier, and his grandfather is also a soldier. They all died in the damn war you call..."

"When they died, their corpses were trampled on mud. Their ears might be cut off and hung on the quiver of the Aurora people as trophies. Their heads were cut off and piled up and became Jingguan to show off your strength. ..."

"You who claim to be from the bitter cold land, since childhood, accompanied by bows and arrows, and proud of being able to ride good shots and kill people, you are proud to be butchers. When you are ruthless and bloody killings, you have thought of giving to those in the North Sea who are protecting your relatives in your hometown. Warriors, a little respect?"

"Now, your people are hurt, dead, and lost in the war, do you feel pain?"

"At this time, do you want the dignity of the deceased and the dignity of the strong?"

"Do you deserve it?"

Lin Beichen carried his big bloody stick, and his eyes were cold and sculpted bit by bit with Wanzai Xuanbing.

During this time, he was in a bad mood.

The capital was broken, and many people I knew died, such as Yuan Wenjun, the classmates of the Federation...

The capital was taken back, and the woman who came to the world's most intimate and most intimate died-of course, it can be said that she fell asleep, deepening his parting anxiety...

The empire was restored, but when he came to this world, his best friend of the same sex would never come back. He had to continue fighting where he died.

Bad emotions can be accumulated.

What other people saw was his heroic figure spreading his wings and soaring for nine days.

But no one noticed the small grievances and bad emotions accumulated in his heart.

Xuewu can't save everyone.

The Beihai Empire, I am in C!

Now I need to vent.

So don't fucking tell me about deceiving people too much.

Lin Beichen's emotions became angry.

This anger, like a contagious plague, instantly made everyone on the white flying boat and the black Xuange feel it.

At this moment, they all trembled.

It is as if a group of goats and pigs crawling on the ground are facing a tiger roaring in anger. They are trembling, their twins trembled, and their faces are pale. The forehead is like flying off.

They are silent.

They bow their heads.

They dare not say anything.

Aurora shot three million, and I need to bow my head as much as possible.

"Three wins in five games, you have already lost."

Lin Beichen took a long breath, sneered, and looked at Prince Yu.

The latter stepped back a few steps, with dry lips and a dry voice: "Yes, we lost, we..."

They have already lost this battle of national movement.

The loss was miserable.

It was a complete failure.

During the whole process, I did not see the slightest possibility of turning defeat into victory.

"However, the five innings are not over yet..."

Lin Beichen interrupted directly.

His eyes are sharp, not at all

The concealed killing intent is just like the essence.

The sky over the Falling Star Cliff was scorching and the clouds shattered.

Lin Beichen suddenly laughed again, saying every word: "I am the one who says to kill your whole family, and you must kill your whole family. If you play five rounds, you must play five rounds, one less round. It's not even five games...There are two games left. Who will come?"

Prince Yu was stunned.

Everyone in the Aurora Empire was also stunned.

What do you mean?

Two more games?

In other words, is this demon willing to kill two more powerful Aurora Empires?

The shadow of death instantly enveloped everyone on the white flying boat.

They never thought that one day, the mighty imperial army would be threatened by one person and one stick, and they did not have any way to fight back.

silence.

Accept humiliation in silence.

Amid the humiliation, one can only continue to be silent.

Lin Beichen carried a big stick and laughed up to the sky: "Haha, hahaha, hahahaha..."

The laughter was like sharp arrows, shot into the heart of the Aurora who is known as the best shooter, piercing blood.

"I come."

A young Aurora Empire shooter flushed, gritted his teeth and strode out.

This is a very handsome guy.

The silver bright armor of the Aurora Empire [Shen Shooting Camp] is on his body, which is extremely colorful.

A helmet with feather arrows painted with silver wire strokes, setting him off like the absolute male protagonist in a legend.

He is young, brave, passionate, and responsible.

It seems to condense all the beauty of Aurora people.

It's a big deal.

Let the people of Beihai know that the trembling sound of the longbow in the Aurora Land will never disappear because of fear.

The young man forcibly dispelled the fear in his heart, summoned all the courage, and stared at Lin Beichen firmly.

but--

"Are you worthy?"

Lin Beichen also stared at him, asking every word.

What identity, strength, and status do you deserve to set foot on Falling Star Cliff and fight me?

The young archer's complexion instantly solidified.

His handsome face is full of blue veins, and his nostrils are spitting out white gas. He is angry like a bull whose spouse was suddenly taken away during mating...

But in the end, the only remaining reason still told: unworthy.

He didn't deserve to fight the man on Falling Star Cliff.

It's like Firefly is not worthy to compete with Haori.

This is no longer a question of immortality.

It is a matter of style and courage.

Although he was about to explode in anger, he could only step back slowly.

Maybe you will be eligible to fight this boy in the future.

But that is later.

not today.

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It’s getting ahead of schedule. I don’t think it will take long before the four changes are ready. Good night everyone.

This chapter is 888, I wish you all the best.