Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of Jianxian in this latest chapter!It seems that I should sympathize with Wu Fenggu.

In a word, the vast and rich mineral basalt veins are so changed.

However, the older generations such as Ding Sanshi and Chu Hen knew deeply that this big watermelon was hit by luck.

Lin Beichen just asked him for Liucheng mineral veins.

If it is replaced by other dignitaries, I am afraid that there will be no bone residue left by this fat man.

Lin Beichen is still too kind.

It's just that, based on the name of a deity, can it really withstand the covetment of other powerful people?

Ding Sanshi and others could not help but pinch a sweat for Lin Beichen.

There was also a feeling of being pulled into a thief ship in the dark.

Several people are very clear.

Once Lin Beichen was really in trouble, they would definitely not be able to stay out of the matter.

"Wise choice."

Lin Beichen patted Wu Fenggu's shoulder and rubbed his fingers.

"what?"

Wu Fenggu was startled.

"What to pack."

Lin Beichen was anxious and said, "Money. Advertising money."

Wu Fenggu said: "Xuanshi mine is yours..."

"Pooh."

Lin Beichen said dissatisfiedly: "One yard to one yard, my son still settles his bills. Hundreds of thousands of advertising fees. Hurry up and get it. But I am notoriously the owner of the rabbit, the eagle, the inexplicable belt, Don’t try to give me a delay."

Wu Fenggu stared blankly at the teenager in front of him.

He seemed to have seen the vampire bat tribe of North Star America rumored.

With a trembling hand, he took out an inferior treasure bag and handed it over.

Lin Beichen took it, opened the bag, and a brilliant golden glow from the city came out, almost blinding his eyes.

Ah~

gold.

This exudes charming charm and sweet damn gold coins that are nowhere to be placed.

I hate you.

Lin Beichen sighed with satisfaction.

Shimmer flashed.

This inferior treasure bag was uploaded to [Baidu SkyDrive].

He certainly would not return the bag.

After all, even the inferior treasures are very valuable.

"I really admire you."

He patted Wu Fenggu's shoulder gently and said with a smile: "Good luck, so easy to hold me such a thick thigh."

Then, turned around and walked towards the final.

Wu Fenggu felt that his soul had been hollowed out.

He was dumbfounded, and suddenly remembered something, said: "After receiving my money, I will push away all other advertisements. Be sure to play my advertisement on the ring. Take my watermelon, my watermelon by the way. what……"

"Push away?"

Lin Beichen didn't go back and said: "Why should I push it off? Who stipulates that only one advertisement can be played in a ring?"

Uh?

Wu Fenggu froze again.

Yes.

It makes sense.

Powerless to refute.

Why can't I keep up with Lin Beichen's thinking rhythm every time?

I already knew that there was no need to pay 100,000 gold coins at all, just like other advertisers, just bid at the normal level.

Mistakes.

...

...

The ring of the finals was reinvigorated.

Several high-level array masters, mysterious pattern masters, and alchemists from Zhaohui Great City worked together to arrange the heavy array method on the four sides of the ring, and planted a pile of bronze piles around the ring. There is a Dao Yin engraved essay, which is extremely brilliant Xuanwen pattern, forming a border.

After all, the party involved in this battle is Jiang Ziliu, who has a four-level martial art master.

The previous opponents were unable to force Jiang Zi out of full force.

Therefore, ring security is adequate.

But Lin Beichen's words...

It seems to have the qualification to force Jiang to flow out of full force.

In order to prevent the occurrence of competition accidents and damage to the surrounding spectators, this ring has been carefully blessed, enough to resist the blow of the strong master level.

There is also a vacuum zone within 20 meters around the ring. As a safety zone, there are masters of the Education Department who guarded all the spectators in the appearance of 20 meters.

Professionals from Zhaohui Grand City are debugging the lens of [Thousand Miles].

This final is very popular throughout the province.

After all, one of the protagonists is [Thousand-faced Sword] Jiang Ziliu.

Within the scope of the province, the heat of a river is absolutely comparable to that of one hundred Lin Beichen.

The official temporarily adjusted the intensity of the live broadcast, the broadcast range is higher.

At this time, around the ring, already overcrowded.

People follow her.

Looking at it, the black pressed.

"Bet, bet, official betting, safe and reliable, closed the game before the game..."

"Jiang Ziliu wins a loss of 1.5, Lin Beichen wins a loss of 50."

"Take a fight, scrap iron becomes treasure, slums become rich areas."

This

The shouting of gambling and betting is most obvious.

All of them. The color center hired a master of martial arts with a loud voice, shouted in the crowd with Xuanwen PA equipment, constantly inciting the atmosphere, preparing to cut the last wave of leeks.

VIPs watch the battle.

The new city owner Cui Hao, as well as officials from the provincial capital, as well as the investigation team's Ying Wuji and others, all sat in the front row of the front row, which was extremely eye-catching.

Some senior principals, deputy principals, and strong teachers in the exchange group also took their seats.

The air was filled with tension.

"Beichen Beichen, stars in the sky."

"Billions of stars are not as good as you."

"Being born like Lin Beichen, the father can rely on God if he dies."

"Yunmeng's first beautiful man!"

"Beichen will fly with confidence, and Chen fans will always follow."

There was a harsh scream.

It is dominated by underage women, whose members are mainly from fan clubs of young girls in major colleges who are not involved in the world, occupying a corner of the battlefield and frantically cheering Lin Beichen.

It can be said that this time the final of the exchange competition has caused tens of thousands of citizens of Yunmeng City to go from top to bottom and have the most resolute enemy in history.

All Yunmeng people hope that Lin Beichen can win.

Can create a historical record of this small seaside city.

Of course, under the foresight of some people, all Yunmeng people have reached another consensus——

In this battle, Lin Beichen is a hero even if he loses.

Heroes should not be blamed.

The atmosphere of the entire third junior college is infinitely high and hot.

There is less than a cup of tea before the competitors can climb.

I don't know who took the lead, both inside and outside the venue, shouting Lin Beichen's name.

"Lin Beichen!"

"Lin Beichen! Lin Beichen!!"

Have you seen tens of thousands of people cheering a person's name at the same time?

Do you know how shocking and spectacular that scene is?

Have you heard that sound, how did it hit the heart and soul of a person?

Man is always a social animal.

Human emotions are also easily mobilized and infected by the surrounding atmosphere.

Such cheers are getting louder and louder.

With the third junior college as the center, it looks like a boulder smashing into the water and the waves are spreading, spreading in all directions.

Even those who could not arrive because they did not buy a ticket joined the carnival.

Even the street vendors in the arena were chanting with their arms.

In the temporary dressing room.

Jiang Ziliu's face also showed a trace of consternation.

This is the first time he has seen such a scene.

Even in the battle that won the chief Tianjiao of Zhaohui City not long before him, there was such an atmosphere, and people who had never seen it had such a heart.

"It's really a special opponent."

A smile appeared on his handsome and gentle face.

"Killing such an opponent is really an aspirational thing, and it is worth remembering."

He slowly closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

...

Outside Yunmeng City.

Officially.

A carriage engraved with the goddess mark galloped wildly.

The bright female warrior on the cowl continually beat the beast.

"Sister Ling, can you hurry up, his game is about to start."

A clear and sweet voice came from the carriage.

The female warrior said helplessly: "Don't worry, if you have half a scent, you can rush to the Third Academy..."

"No, it will be late."

A graceful and soft figure was shot out of the carriage.

"Sister Ling, take advantage of your beast, I will go first..."

Whoo!

Jianguang flashed.

The rope chewing head was cut off from the beast pulling the carriage.

Without the weight-bearing fast beast, the speed suddenly increased, rushing forward like lightning

The graceful and beautiful figure straddled the back of the walking beast directly.

She turned back and smiled slightly, her long black hair fluttering, revealing a beautiful and beautiful face, with a hint of cunningness in her pure smile.

"Sister Ling, the carriage will trouble you."

The girl said, looking back at Yunmeng City in the distance.

"Brother Chen, I'm here."

"I said, I will definitely work hard in the temple of Chaohui Center, study hard, and find time to see you. I did it!"

"I believe you can defeat Jiang Ziliu and create miracles."

"wait for me."

"I must not allow it, I am not a witness to your glory on the spot."

"Hehe..."

The long, dark hair flew in the scorching afternoon sun, refracting the crystal light, like a beating flame.

Like the hot heart of the girl.

The female warrior dressed in a bright armor fell sharply on the ground, casually grasping the carriage wheel galloping with inertia, instantaneously.

In an instant, the carriage with an impact force of 10,000 pounds was inconceivably held directly and stopped.

Lift the face shield.

Below is a face of a sword-aged middle-aged female warrior.

She sighed softly.

Just over a month after going to study, they were unanimously considered by all the priests and bishops to be the most outstanding genius priests in Chaohui Temple in history.

Even the Temple of Emperor God's Grace was alarmed.

It is said that under the crown of the contemporary pope, it is already considering special recruits into the main ceremonies of the Temple of Divine Grace.

What a bright future is such a girl.

But why did you want to be obsessed with the dudes of a small town by the sea?

Although this young kid has a layer of identities.

But inside the temple, there has long been a rumor--

The reason why this dude became a lord of the gods was because under the crown of the great lord of the sword, he needed to show sanctions and punishment to talk about ancient and modern times, so he took advantage of this dude's body.

I thought that with the passage of time, when I opened my eyes and saw the big girl outside, the genius and the beauty of the scenery, I would gradually forget this'green plum bamboo horse'.

After all, which young girl's heart doesn't have a period of love that just begins to confuse feelings?

At the end, many people have not completely forgotten in the wind, buried deep in their hearts, and occasionally hear the wind, when they brush away their hearts, they recall the past and exchange a smile.

But now it seems that the feelings and obsession in the girl's heart are actually deeper than she thought.

Alas, love words hurt people.

Have to find a way to let Xiao Ye cut off this love.

...

Fengyuxing province, the provincial capital city.

Sixth Intermediate College.

East Campus, Xuanwen Department.

In the classroom of the first grade.

A pretty young girl with a silver half-face mask, holding a pen in her hand, is engraving a stroke on the gypsum formwork,'Xuanwen conductor ternary primary Xuanwen'.

This is the homework of Xuanwen class this morning.

With poor foundation, she has to do at least ten more times for each homework after class.

This is her habit.

As a result, it is very popular among the teachings of the Xuanwen Department.

"One day, I will be qualified to stand by your side."

"At that time, I was not to share your glory and enjoy your refuge, but to be your help and burn for you..."

The girl thought silently.

This belief is the biggest motivation that supports her in the academy, no matter how much hardship she takes and how many crimes she takes, she will never back down and always move forward.

Classmates are constantly in and out of the classroom.

"Hey, have you heard? The final of the Junior College Provincial Exchange Competition started in Yunmeng City..."

"Of course I know, hee hee, one of them is Jiang Ziliu's senior in Zhaohui City."

"Wow, really? That's my idol. Is there a live broadcast? I'm going to watch it."

"Yes, it's in the Siyuan Hall, live broadcast on the big screen."

"Who is the opponent?"

"I heard it was a dude named Lin Beichen, or an advertising mania..."

There was a conversation of peers from the side.

Click.

Yue Hongxiang shook his hand, drawing a crooked pattern line.

All the lines that are about to be completed are destroyed.

A touch of excitement flashed away in the eyes under her mask.

Gently put away the templates, pens and other tools, and store them in the Xuanwen storage array of your desk, then wipe off the dust in your hands. The girl turned around and walked quickly towards the outside of the classroom.

This scene surprised the students around him.

This cultivation maniac, for the first time in the middle of the thunder, immobilized self-study?

what happened?

...

In Zhaohui City, different colleges have the same scene.

However, at this moment, all the students who walked out of Yunmeng City almost put down their things and went to the live broadcast observation point temporarily provided by the school to watch this final.

Mi Ruyan, Zhou Kerr, Wang Xinyu, Cangshan Xue...

Every Yunmeng student wants to know what kind of person, the best, the most outstanding, and the most difficult to imitate, among all his peers in the whole province. level.

I also want to know what incredible progress the demon has made in these days of parting.

It's been more than a month since the bamboo courtyard was different.

They all started their new lives.

There has also been tremendous progress.

Each is wonderful.

As for the guy left behind in Yunmeng City, has he fallen into neglect?

In front of the large screens of Xuanjing, they were already full of students.

When the scene of tens of thousands of people shouting Lin Beichen's name on the third junior college square was passed through the screen to the retina, all the students who came out of Yunmengcheng burst into blood.

Time seems to be back to those beautiful years.

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Let's start with a big chapter.

There must be today.