Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

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Unstoppable.

Lin Beichen's thoughts came to mind.

The strength of the Kendo master is extraordinary, it is not that his third-level martial arts realm can now resist.

It won't work.

The body reacted before it was thinking.

His figure moved, and he leaned back tactically.

call out!

Jianmang almost slammed past his temples.

laugh!

A touch of coldness passed through the temples.

Several strands of broken hair fluttered in the air.

"Old Yu!"

Yu Wanlou's eyes burst into ecstatic light.

When he was alive, he seized the opportunity of that moment, and he didn't care about the others. A lazy donkey rolled away and instantly opened the distance from Lin Beichen, rushing towards the hole of the broken wall where the sword mandrel was poured in.

Lin Beichen frowned, not chasing.

He felt it, a touch of Sen Han's sword, walking along the tiny wounds between the temples.

The evasion was quick, but he was still injured by Jian Qi.

He raised his hand and touched the wound.

Red fingertips.

Bleeding.

But the trouble is not a skin injury.

It's that cold sword energy.

The sword gas had already followed the wound and began to invade the skull.

How terrifying is the sword spirit of the strong master of Kendo?

It stands to reason that the warrior in the third-level martial arts realm, who was bruised by this sword gas, could not resist at all. He would immediately fracture his skull and explode into the brain.

But Lin Beichen just felt slightly cold.

He subconsciously turned the mysterious energy. As soon as he walked around the skull, the orange-red shimmer flashed, and the coldness instantly disappeared.

The slight wounds on the temples still have blood beads coming out.

Before the water property, Xuanqi was cured.

Today's fire attribute Xuanqi seems to be refining?get rid of?Quenched body?

Not sure yet.

But the magic of its power is absolutely not weaker than the water property.

Lin Beichen thought, carefully sensing again, to make sure that a touch of cold sword gas was really completely eliminated before he was relieved.

boom!

The wooden wall of the box was blown away by Wei Li.

A tall old man with grey hair flew in with Yu Wanlou.

The old man is two meters tall, with a burly figure, gray hair, and a fair face, but with a shocking sword mark, he cuts diagonally from the eyebrow to the right, almost splitting his entire face into two pieces, and now the wound is healed It’s still shocking, you can imagine how many injuries you had at the time.

Very murderous.

Lin Beichen secretly panicked.

The burly old man's eyes opened and closed, and his eyes were as bright as a sword. When he looked towards him, it seemed that he had stabbed with countless swords, which made Lin Beichen feel a kind of tingling palpitations.

"It's him... Old Yu, who killed me."

Yu Wanlou stood beside the burly old man, roaring like a wounded beast.

The burly old man is his escort to protect old Yu.

Old Lao Yu's gaze moved away from Lin Beichen's body, swept through the messy cup and pan, saw Zhu Zhiwen cut into two bodies on the ground, and then looked at several other noble youths who were killed. His pupils were slightly Shrink.

"You killed these people?"

He looked back at Lin Beichen.

"How is it?"

Lin Beichen sneered and looked at him.

"At a young age, it's so cruel, so murderous, and so heavy that it makes you grow up alive. Wouldn't it be a bloody world to become a generation of magic stars? Forgive you."

Old Yu Yu was in a condescending position and said lightly: "However, little one, read that you are a lord of the gods. You must kill yourself. The old man will leave you with a whole body."

Lin Beichen smiled.

He raised his middle finger--

"Stupid."

Can you say so shameless?

Grandmaster Kendo, nothing more.

Yu Lao's face appeared angry.

The change in expression caused muscle changes to affect the red sword marks. The heavier he was, the more he said: "I don't know how to lift

By the way, although you are a god beloved, but you have created such a killing, even the temple can't keep you. I wanted to give the temple a little decent, but now... die!"

Snapped.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Very familiar movement.

Lin Beichen looked at Yu Wanlou on the side.

The reason was found.

This low-level pretense means turned out to be the same.

Yu Wanlou laughed with excitement and said, "Haha, surnamed Lin, you just hit the sword of Yu Lao just now, and you are as strong as a skull. As long as Yu Lao triggers, you must be..."

Speaking of which, he suddenly stopped in shock.

Because Lin Beichen just stood on the spot, not only did there not be a brain explosion, but even a trace of pain.

He thought of himself before, when he used [Zhenlong Ziyan] to kill Lin Beichen with his fingers, it was the same, and there was no response.

The air was suddenly quiet again.

Yu Lao was stunned, and there was a trace of surprise on his face, saying: "You can suppress my cold sword spirit?"

Suppress your sister.

Lin Beichen was speechless.

The owner and the guards were indeed sent to the reincarnation with a ghost on their backs.

"Stop, since you don’t know how to repent, the old man will do it for you."

Old Yu looked cold.

Chilling.

A series of six-sided ice crystals visible to the naked eye suddenly condensed, like snowflake spirit crystals, swirling and dancing around him.

Cold and profound energy.

The proud woman next to him saw her eyes widened.

The profound ice of the Kendo master level, the understanding and mastery of power far exceeds her, and it is just a matter of learning to imitate.

In addition, seeing Lin Beichen died in front of his own eyes is also a very popular thing.

In the eyes of old Lao Yu, when the killing flashed, he would shoot.

At this time-

"and many more."

Lin Beichen spoke suddenly.

Yu Lao's movements narrowed slightly and sneered, "What are your last words?"

But Yu Wanlou laughed in the sky and said, "Lin's surname Lin, are you afraid? Now even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, even if you knock your head and knock your brain out, I won't spare you... Yu Lao, Don't kill him, I want to live!"

When he said this, the hate and resentment in the tone, even the proud woman felt terrified.

One can imagine how miserable Lin Beichen would fall into Yu Wanlou's hands alive.

Qianqian and Qianqian heard the flowers look pale.

Lin Beichen laughed: "Will I knock my brain out, I don't know, but you..."

Speaking of which, he raised his hand.

Snapped.

Also snapped his fingers.

"But you are dead."

The smile on Lin Beichen's face froze a little bit, and turned into an unabashed Ling Lisen's murderous intention.

The atmosphere in the private room tightened instantly.

Yu Wanlou groaned.

However, when sensing it carefully, nothing changed.

Old Lao Yu sneered: "It's mysterious, old man..."

The voice did not fall.

Wow!

An orange-red flame emerged from Yu Wanlou's body.

There is no sign of this happening.

So that Yu Wanlou himself, when he saw the fire flashing in front of him, only reacted. When he looked down, he saw that the flames had spread to his hands, arms, chest, abdomen and legs...

As far as the whole body.

Flame light.

At this time, a kind of indescribable and severe pain came out.

"I do not!"

In Yu Wanlou's mind, subconsciously emerged the scenes of the aristocratic young people who had been attacked by Lin Beichen's flames and turned into fly ash instantly. The surging fear was like a flood. He drowned.

He immediately uttered a cry of despair and despair.

He panicked against the power of the "Zhenlong Ziyan" that was left in his body.

But this only delayed his burning process.

But the painful process of letting the fire burn was directly elongated.

It was as if the soul was sorely scorched by the scorching heat of hell, so that the little prince roared a few times, his voice was completely hoarse, and the whole body curled and fell.

"Old Yu... save... save me."

He reached out and grabbed Yu Lao.

But Yu Lao retreated like a snake.

"Royal Dragon?"

The sturdy old man gave a frightened roar.

It can make a Kendo guru so terrified, and it can be seen how terrifying the head of the three strange fires in this rumor is.

Lin Beichen wasn’t sure if his flame attribute was true [Royal Dragon Dragon].

But whether it is black fire or white fire, it is good fire to burn the enemy.

"Ah, ah... hurt..."

Yu Wanlou wailed and rolled on the ground, struggling.

Suddenly, he jumped up and knelt to Lin Beichen directly, screaming: "I'm wrong, don't kill me...I...I don't want to die yet...I'm young...I'm a little prince."

He thumped his head.

In the flames, he almost knocked out his brain.

Lin Beichen was expressionless.

"I'll give it to you before. Even if you knock the brain out, I won't let you go... Today, I will kill you."

He said it literally.

Yu Wanlou has been completely submerged in flames.

He turned his head to Old Yu again and said, "Save...Save...Save..."

Yu Lao's complexion changed, his heart moved, and he rushed directly to Lin Beichen, which was extremely fast, like a streamer, and said: "Little bastard, stop now, otherwise the old man will kill you!"

He wanted to surround Wei to save Zhao.

Lin Beichen sighed in his heart, and he would act again.

But here is--

call out!

A sword light came from the distant night sky.

Just like when Yu Lao rescued Yu Wanlou before, this sword light seemed extremely far away, but it was imminent, containing the terrifying power of slashing, stab Yu Lao's heart.

It was Yu Lao, and at this moment, he was also trembling with his mind.

He no longer cares about Lin Beichen, but twists his body stiffly, raises his hand and pulls the sword in his hand, and the sword is cut.

Ding!

A sword sounded softly.

But Yu Lao's body flew out like a lightning strike.

at the same time--

"Who dares to move my apostles?"

A familiar voice sounded.

Everyone in the private room only felt that their eyes were full of flowers.

An old man in a white robe suddenly appeared in front of Lin Beichen.

It is Ding Sanshi.

It was also at this time that an infinitely resentful and stern roar lengthened and slowly ended.

[True Dragon Purple Flame] The power is ultimately difficult to beat the orange-red flames.

The little prince Yu Wanlou was upgraded and scattered, and he fell to the ground, completely out of breath.

Then a gust of wind blew.

Soot is scattered.

The most beloved son-in-law of King Ha'an disappeared into the world.

No ashes were left.

"Master, help me stop the old dog."

Lin Beichen shouted.

Ding Sanshi nodded and turned to look at Yu Lao.

The latter suddenly felt locked by the terrible murderous motive, and his body did not dare to move.

But Lin Beichen was in a rage, and directly counted his fists. He then directly detonated the few remaining noble youths on one side, and turned into flames and ash on the spot.

"No no no, don't kill me..."

The proud woman stepped back in panic and begged hard.

"Heart is like a viper, you are not a good thing, die."

Lin Beichen's eyes were cold and murderous, and his movements stayed in the slightest, and he punched again.

The orange-red flames surged.

"what……"

The proud woman waved her sword to block it, but was blown away with a fist. The famous sword was released in her hand. Her arm cracked and cracked. The person was in mid-air, and the fire flashed into a mass of flying dust.

Ding Sanshi's mouth staggered.

You are such a killer.