Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The fastest way to update the latest chapters of Sword Immortal Here is by going to www.xbiquge.cc!    Millions of mountains are located in the northwest, relatively dry, with little ground cover, and cold, wet temperatures. Now it is already in the peak of spring, but the trees between the mountain ranges are not verdant, instead there are white rocks everywhere, and the mountain ranges are mostly rocky mountains with no grass.

Only White Cloud Peak, under the painstaking management of the White Cloud City swordsmen for hundreds of years, has lush trees and beautiful scenery, and stands out among nearly a million peaks.

White Cloud City is located on the White Cloud Peak.

Towering high into the clouds, surrounded by white clouds, the Great Bird gradually sword speed.

The Big Bird gradually moved at sword speed and slowly approached the White Cloud City's air dock.

"Is this the White Cloud City?"

Lin Beichen stood on the bow deck of the ship, surveying the surroundings.

The dock in front of him was in a peculiar shape - a pile of white rocks carved on a cliff in the middle of a mountain, and the overall shape was that of a thousand-meter giant swordsman with four arms, each arm stretched out into the air, holding a stone sword thrust backwards into the ground for support.

A kind of epic blockbuster painting style came to the fore.

It was worthy of being the North Sea Empire's Sword Dao Holy Land.

Lin Beichen lamented in his heart.

The construction of the White Cloud City had cost a lot of manpower, resources and money.

One could imagine how prosperous and rich the Northern Sea Empire was at first.

Woo!

Amidst the sound of the siren, the Big Bird docked at the third arm port of the giant swordsman statue, guided by the flag of the port ground crew.

Down the wooden ladder to the arm of the giant swordsman.

People walked on it, tiny as ants.

"Finally, I'm back again."

When Ding Sanshi stepped on the port, he had a complicated mood and could not hide his excitement.

At first, he had left here with a bad reputation, thinking that he would never be able to return in his lifetime.

Here are the memories of his youth, even in the past decades, every grass and tree looks so friendly, they all appeared in his dreams.

It was just that compared to when he left, White Cloud City seemed to be much more desolate.

In the beginning, the Swordsman's Dockyard was so majestic that people came and went, with an endless stream of swordsmen, scholars, and caravans from chambers of commerce coming to worship in the Holy Land.

White Cloud City's disciples, dressed in white, freshly dressed and angry horses, received their daily clan tasks, and just by managing and repairing the dock here, completing simple tasks such as 'entry fees', 'ferry fees', 'guide fees', etc., they could receive a large amount of clan contribution points and treasures.

But in front of us?

It seemed as if the dockyard hadn't been repaired in a long time.

Some of the metal towers were rusted, the Xuan pattern formation engraved on them had long been out of repair, and many of the traction piles in the distance were broken. ......

"You guys, come over here and pay your fees."

A brawny man in a red harness with a stalk of grass in his mouth swaggered over, his tone rude.

"You are?"

Ding Sanshi swept a glance at the other party, and he didn't look like a disciple from White Cloud City.

His strength was probably around a half-step Martial Dao Master.

This armor costume was not even from the Northern Sea Empire.

What was his origin?

A big question mark surfaced in Ding Sanshi's head.

"Where is all this nonsense?"

The brawny man looked impatient and scolded, "Who do you care who I am? Quickly pay the money, entry fee, guide fee, health fee, exchange fee, pointing fee ...... anyway, a total of 10 Xuan Shi, pay quickly, do not delay my time, or fine."

"Kam, so expensive."

Lin Beichen leaned over, dissatisfied: "Health fee? Fingertips? We didn't ask you to give us directions."

"Here, go a hundred meters ahead, turn left, climb up the stairs, and there is the East Gate of White Cloud City ......" the red armored man sneered and said, "Now point the way, pay the fee. "

"We don't need it."

Ding Sanshi said, "I'm familiar with the road here."

"Yo-ho?"

The man in the red harness sneered, with a face that was not stingy, and scolded, "I don't care if you're familiar with it or not, need it or not, you all heard the directions I just pointed out, right? If you hear it, you have to pay the fee, unless you give me back what you just heard."

"How do I give it back?"

"This is a simple ...... to cut your own head off."

Fuck?

When Lin Beichen heard this, he laughed in anger.

What the heck.

It's even more shameless than being a matchmaker on my temple mountain.

This is not a White Cloud City disciple, this is a bandit.

He looked at Ding Sanshi.

Ding Sanshi also looked angry, "You're not a disciple of White Cloud City, who are you?"

"I don't know."

The red armored man spat out the grass stalk in his mouth, raised his hand and slapped it down, saying: "Eyeless dog killing talent, I am not a disciple of White Cloud City, it's none of your business, kill you old thing ...... ouch, pain, pain, quickly let go."

His wrist, was pinched by Lin Beichen to death.

"Master, is this really not a disciple of Baiyun City?"

Lin Da Shao looked at Old Ding.

When Ding Sanshi saw that there was already killing intent flowing in Lin Beichen's eyes, he knew what he meant and shook his head, "Don't be impulsive, let's see what happens first."

The situation seemed bizarre.

"OK."

Lin Beichen nodded.

Boom.

A kick out.

"Ah ......."

The red-armored man's body bowed like a shrimp, screamed and flew backwards, hitting the metal pylon next to him with a rattling sound that almost set him inside, and spewed out a bloody arrow from his mouth before he slowly slid down.

"What's going on?"

"Old Six was beaten up ......"

"Who dares to make trouble at the White Cloud City Pier? Don't want to live."

"Quick, surround them, don't let them go."

In the midst of the shouting, a dozen warriors, also wearing red harnesses, rushed out from a distant tower, their harnesses in disorder, some also bare shoulders, some bare feet, do not know what they were doing in the tower, heard the noise, a swarm of swords and rushed out ......

Where the fuck is this bunch of weirdos.

"Master, is this really White Cloud City?"

Lin Beichen said speechlessly, "We're not in the wrong place, are we?"

Ding Sanshi's face was very ugly.

He didn't know what was happening in White Cloud City, but this was definitely not the White Cloud City he remembered.

"Big Brother, it's them ......"

The brawny man who was kicked flying, while spitting out blood, pointed at Lin Beichen and others and said, "Don't pay the fee, and make trouble ...... Don't let go."

Swoosh swoosh!

The sword breaks through the air.

The sharp and vicious Qi strangled and killed.

Lin Beichen blew out a mouthful of innate mysterious qi.

Poof!

All the swords and wind were blown away in one breath.

"Master, isn't this killing?"

He looked at Ding Sanshi.

Hey, I should have known not to make that bet.

Now we have to listen to Old Ding on everything big and small.

Ding Sanshi shook his head and said, "Figure it out first."

Lin Beichen sighed, "Master, you're worthy of being a Sea Clan superfluous son-in-law, and you're really able to hold back when the three-year period is less than three years."

"What three-year period?"

Ding Sanshi was stunned.

"It's a standup, you don't understand."

Lin Beichen took a look at the red-armored martial artists on the ground, who had been too frightened to retreat by his breath, and said, "What now? Get down on your knees and beg them for a good explanation?"

Ding Sanshi frowned.

At that moment, a voice with a little surprise and hesitation came out: "Master ...... brother Ding? Is that you?"

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