Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

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Wandering ExcaliburQu Chuxiao.

Among the four sword slaves under the Wei Mingchen, ranked second.

Sixth-level martial arts master training is just one step away from the grand master.

The pale blue wind system was profound, flowing and blinking, but not condensing, but the pressure formed made everyone around him feel as powerful as prison, trembling, as if they were kneeling to the ground.

Chu Jian and the three others were the first to bear the brunt. They immediately felt as if a mountain was coming head-on, as if they were coming from a boundless tsunami, and a great horror was born in the heart.

At that moment, they all had the urge to turn around and avoid.

but--

Of course you can't retreat.

The three had to force Xuanqi to resist.

Gradually feel strenuous.

Ding Sanshi took a step forward violently.

Zheng Zheng's sword rose into the sky.

A ten-footed swordmang phantom emerged from behind Ding Sanshi, stab at the sky dome.

The air burst like water.

The three Chu Zhen felt the pressure was greatly reduced.

But the situation has not changed.

Instead, he became more nervous and palpitated.

As if it were the next moment, a battle of destruction would break out.

Everyone understands that once the master of the martial arts class exists, they really do not care about everything, and if they start fighting here, nearly ten thousand people around the ring are afraid that they will be affected by the pond fish.

Qu Chuxiao's eyes flashed with anger.

For a long time no one was so crazy in front of him.

The long sword that hadn't been sheathed in the waist for a long time shook slightly.

He reached out.

It was an old hand full of calluses and cracks like orange bark.

[Wandering Excalibur] hand.

This hand, holding down the hilt.

The moment of murder is about to begin.

It was the moment Qu Chuxiao wanted to draw a sword.

A quiet voice came from the ring.

"Hey, you really... don't ask other people's opinions."

Lin Beichen spoke.

He looked at Ding Sanshi and others, crying and laughing: "Master, don't you treat me so badly? Do you think I was killed by Jiang Ziliu's dog?"

Ding Sanshi and others were slightly startled.

Chu Chen, who was straight-hearted, wanted to say: What do you think?

Jiang Ziliu, who lives in the world, is a legendary character who only loses.

A few years ago, he was already a master of kendo.

Now cultivation is even more unfathomable.

what are you?

Hey little warrior.

But of course, the words "grow others' prestige and destroy one's own ambitions" cannot of course be spoken out of the public.

Jiang Ziliu just smiled.

Lin Beichen has been called a "dog thing" two or three times in a row, but he is not very angry in his heart.

If it were to be done by others, Jiang Ziliu would have been hacked to death.

But Lin Beichen's words...

Let him go.

What to do with someone who is destined to die.

Just listen to Lin Beichen continued: "Master, three directors, please ask you to withdraw, this matter, I did not explain to you in advance, it is my fault, but in life and death, the black and white letters are indeed signed by me, No matter what is the reason for signing this life and death, since I signed it, as a god beloved by the sword lord, even if I have a million reasons, I can never regret it."

Having finished speaking, he bowed deeply in the ring.

Ding Sanshi and four others looked at Lin Beichen in amazement, as if he had known this prodigal son for the first time.

This dude grew up.

But it’s not time to grow up.

"but……"

What else Ding Sanshi wanted to say.

Lin Beichen bowed again long and said seriously: "Master, please have a little confidence in your apprentice."

Ding Sanshi was silent.

"We retreat."

He turned and walked down the VIP viewing platform.

The coercion of Grand Master Kendo suddenly converged in an instant.

Chu Chu three looked at Lin Beichen and saw that there was no expression of sorrow or generosity on the face of this prodigal son, and after thinking again, he seemed to be really worried about himself and others, so he was afraid of death with this product Naturally, he is absolutely not going to do things that are not sure.

Signing life and death, maybe not impulsive?

"Be careful."

Liu Qihai still couldn't help telling a sentence.

Lin Beichen blinked and said, "Relax, old Liu, it was just me that Lin Beichen bullied others, and no one could bully me."

The three of them converged, and slowly walked down the ring.

"Hehehehe... Three dogs, just retreated?"

[Wandering Excalibur] Qu Chuxiao does not resign, but with a sneer sneer, the palm is pressed between the hilt and the eyebrows, and it is still murderous Lingran.

Chu Zhen turned around, staring at him, banging with a thud, his fists hitting each other, Mars splashing, sneeringly said: "Why, I really thought I was afraid that your dog slave would not succeed?"

Qu Chuxiao's mouth showed a sneering look, and he reached for his sword immediately.

But there was only a slight light from the sword, which came out of the sword box, and a palm appeared inconceivably, gently pressed on the palm of Qu Chuxiao, and pressed the sword back into the scabbard. .

It is [Zidian Excalibur] Zhu Bishi.

"The second child, step back."

The old man, the head of the four great sword slaves, shook his head slightly and said, "Don't break the son's plan."

Qu Chuxiao's killing intention in his heart had already burned to the peak, but when he heard the word "People", in the depths of his eyes, there was a flash of awe in his eyes. Opened the hand holding the sword.

Looking at the three Chu Zhen, he sneered and stepped back slowly.

At this time, Qu Chuxiao suddenly felt that there was a special gaze on the ring, just like the substance, looking towards himself.

He turned his head.

I saw the young man in a green shirt standing on the ring, staring at himself like a dormant dragon beast suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were not so fierce or fierce, but there was a strange feeling that made his heart burst out. .

"I will kill you."

The teenager on the ring, smiling, suddenly opened his mouth.

The language is not amazing.

"what?"

Qu Chuxiao thought he had heard it wrong.

The young man in a green shirt said in a word: "Humiliate my teacher, I will kill you."

"Ha? Hahaha!"

Qu Chuxiao seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

He raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, well, ambitious, small things, in my eyes, you are just a small bug, you don’t need to draw a sword to kill you, haha, as long as you can live down the ring today, Although I welcome you to kill me, hahaha!"

"Then you just wash it and wait for it."

Lin Beichen finished speaking, turned around and ignored him.

Qu Chuxiao's heart was full of murderous intentions.

I find it ridiculous and annoying.

A dog-like younger ants dare to say such things to themselves in a large crowd.

If it weren't for the assassin's special circumstances, he would have gone up to draw a sword and cut off the young boy's head.

He vowed secretly in his heart, waiting for this matter, but all the relatives and friends of this teenager, he must personally search, see the sword, one by one.

With care in his mind, Qu Chuxiao glanced at Zhu Bishi again and nodded slowly.

He took a step back.

After one step, his breath disappeared like the smoke in the wind.

The whole person disappeared like a drop of water into the sea.

Everyone saw that he entered the crowd, but he could no longer find where he was, who was in front of him, who was on his shoulder, who was behind him!

"Master Cui, go on."

Zhen Conglong, deputy director of the Ministry of Education, is light and authentic.

Cui Hao took a deep look at Lin Beichen before opening the scroll in his hand completely, holding it in front of his chest and reading it out in public.

After the previous incident, everyone already knew the content of the scroll, so it was not as amazing as before.

A tragic atmosphere with a hatred against the enemy filled the crowd.

It was originally an exchange game.

It has nothing to do with life and death.

Only honors.

But now it has evolved to this level.

Even ordinary people are not fools. Judging from the strong performances of Zhu Bishi and Qu Chuxiao just now, Lin Beichen must have been forced to sign this kind of life and death.

They do not understand the world of the strong.

But he knew Lin Beichen was bullied.

"Lin Beichen Come on!"

A young girl in a black sinus cloak shrank from the crowd, and suddenly shouted.

Then, from the sporadic shouting of the sparse Lala, to the complete explosion like a thunderstorm, it was only a matter of time.

Such a picture is wonderful.

The atmosphere of the scene, from one extreme extreme, instantly entered another extreme extreme.

Zhu Bishi stood in the crowd, a sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth.

The cheers of a group of ants never change anything.

On the ring.

"Classmate Lin, do you have anything else to say?"

Jiang Ziliu smiled.

"You dog thing, smiling tiger."

Lin Beichen said with a curse: "Do you want to ask me, do you have any last words to say?"

Jiang Ziliu smiled helplessly and said, "It can be understood as well."

"Pooh."

Lin Beichen said: "No."

Jiang Ziliu reached out and pressed his hand against the long sword hanging around his waist, saying, "Then please ask Lin for your enlightenment."

Lin Beichen raised his hand and said, "Wait."

"Again?"

Jiang Ziliu loosened the hilt.

Lin Beichen said: "Bah... I'm not talking about the last words, but the endorsements."

With that said, the prodigal rubbed the muscles on his face, cleared his throat again, and squeezed out a few smiles on his face, and finally settled on a smile that he thought was the most beautiful.

Jiang Ziliu was confused.

I saw Lin Beichen also took out a scroll from his arms, cleared his throat again, and smiled sincerely towards the crowd around the ring, as well as the camera, said: "The next advertisement may be a bit The child..."

Jiang Ziliu was stunned, crying and laughing.

advertising?

Is it time to advertise?

Make money even if you die.

The citizens who were very sad, indignant and generous around them all froze, and immediately couldn't help laughing.

The style of painting was once again biased.

"Hundred-year-old brand [Qianque Ling], the industry's leading rouge and gouache chain store, has recently launched the'Nanque' series of body lotions, a large bottle of only one gold coin, which can be used for a whole year, I have personally tried it, absolutely cool and refreshing, More cost-effective than practicing skin rejuvenation...My mother, all beautiful women, listen to me, buy it, buy it, buy it!"

"Hulao Er slaughterhouse, the purchase of Warcraft crystal nucleus and fur at a price 10% higher than the market throughout the year, the level of Warcraft is not limited..."

"More lubrication, less friction... Qin's Animal and Vegetable Oil Workshop, safe and reliable, protect your family's gastrointestinal health."

"The flying horse carriage is driving, good things come naturally... The largest privately-made horse carriage in Fengyuxing Province, the flying horse carriage is discounted throughout the year, and the carriage is accompanied by a traction animal."

"I know women better than women... Liu Fangcheng women's clothing store, the number one professional women's clothing custom brand in Fengyuxing province, has customized Fengyu sequins for the empress."

"As long as you have a dream, you can also become a grandmaster... Hengshui Private School, the cradle of grandmasters outside the college, has so far trained four grandmasters, two grandmasters!"

"Everything is included...the bun shop in the cafeteria!"

Lin Beichen followed the scroll and scored dozens of them in one breath.

Audiences who were still laughing are gradually frozen.

This dog thing, so many ads in one go, is this making coffin money?

Worried about value.

Even Chu Jian and others covered their faces.

Never mind.

Don't save this kid.

Let Jiang Ziliu be killed.

So fucking shameful.

Cui Hao on the VIP viewing platform, his expression is changing again and again.

Does it cost money to die?

However, the signing of life and death has already been signed. Lin Beichen is too pitiful. Cui Hao is still patient and has not interrupted. It also prevented other staff members from going up to interrupt and let Lin Beichen continue to advertise.

"Ooooo, Brother Beichen must want to earn enough living expenses for us before going on the road...too touching."

Han lived up to tears.

Qian Qian and Qian Qian's eyes were also wet.

Xiao Binggan's mood swings are obviously not so big. When he heard the four words'restaurant buns'-especially the last two words, the corner of his mouth turned out to be drooling.

Snapped!

A shaggy slap was drawn on Xiao Binggan's ass.

The waves are rolling.

Xiao Binggan only felt the same pain as the fire, turned his head and glared: "Guangjiang, what are you doing?"

Guang Jiang's expression was fierce, and he dripped on the writing board in front of his chest and wrote: "Master is dying, crying, all the mothers cry to me..."

Xiao Bingan wiped his saliva and said: "I don't think my brother will lose. The so-called good life is not long. The scourge is thousands of years. I..."

Snapped!

Rat paws slap harder.

Xiao Bingan's ass and egg. Zi was another choppy.

And this slap is

Really hard.

Xiao Bingan burst into tears with a pain, and the tears came down.

Guang Jiang nodded with satisfaction and wrote scrupulously, "Yes, just like that, cry to me!"

Tang Tian in the crowd, holding a notebook, Wen Siru diarrhea, directly wrote: There is a great terror between life and death, and how to face the terror and adjust your optimistic attitude, this is the most important!

After writing this article, Tang Tian was very satisfied.

He felt that this sentiment was the most valuable.

"Everyone is worried about gifts. I send Arctic fur seal oil... The tomb oil made from the oil of Aurora Empire Arctic Murderers is a hundred years old and will bring permanent light to your family buried underground!"

Lin Beichen finished reading the penultimate advertisement aloud in the ring.

He cleared his throat and put away the scroll.

"Thank you for your patience for listening, no need to applaud... haha."

Speaking of which, his tone paused.

The expression suddenly became dignified.

The style of painting began to return to track.

I saw that Lin Beichen flicked his robe, stroked his hairstyle, and made a close-up freeze expression to the different [Clairvoyance] lenses before I solemnly said: "Next, I want to say a very important thing, it It may be related to the future of Yunmeng City..."

Wow!

There was a sudden exclamation around the ring.

Seeing that the prodigal son said so seriously, I don't know why, everyone's heart hung up.

"we……"

"Cloud Dream City..."

"West suburb..."

"Little Xishan..."

Lin Beichen gave a sentence and slowly sold the key.

Many people want to kill him instantly.

But still have to bear it.

Lianjiang Ziliu was also attracted.

"Found……"

"One..."

"Mystic veins!"

Lin Beichen finished speaking, his tone slightly.

There was silence in the ring.

After a while, there was a loud noise.

"what?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Blackstone veins? What is it? Can it be eaten?"

"Crack! You are a foodie. It is a priceless treasure. It is more expensive than gold. A black stone can buy all four of your wives like flowers."

"real or fake?"

The crowd burst like an ignited artillery fire in a fermented dung dung pit.

Those who know the importance of black stone can hardly contain the shock in their hearts.

Cui Hao, Ying Wuji, Zhen Conglong and other VIPs on the battle platform, in a slight state, almost at the same time, they stood up suddenly, the expression on their faces, like the mountain collapsed in front of them, It's hard to control anymore.

In the crowd below, several violent energy fluctuations also appeared suddenly and disappeared in a flash.

It was Zhu Bishi, and there was a flash of shock on his face.

Blackstone veins!

If it is true, it is a big event.

Enough to shake the entire empire.

Ding Sanshi and others were not very surprised because they were psychologically prepared before.

Only Wu Fenggu, with an obese body, was trembling violently.

Although he was well-prepared, when the news really broke out, he couldn't help but tremble, excitement, fear, worry and other emotions surging and flooded him.

He knew very well that from this moment on, he would really start to face the storm.

Can it last?

His eyes stared at the young boy in the ring like a jade shirt.

He looks so unreliable.

But it is so reliable.

Just listen to this young man and say aloud: "Don't be excited, tell everyone a regretful thing..."

Jiang Ziliu suddenly felt that an inspiration flashed in his mind, and he could not help but blurt out: "What a pity? Is the mysterious ore veins fake?"

"Pooh."

Lin Beichen was furious and said: "You are a dog, you can doubt my character, not my mysterious veins."

"your?"

Jiang Ziliu was stunned.

"Huh? Isn't it good to hold it?"

Lin Beichen nodded approvingly and said, "Yes, Xiaoxishan Xuanshi Mine has already belonged to me. Its surname is Lin. You have no chance to fight. Wow hahaha. Surprise, surprise, sting, excitement?"

Jiang Ziliu was silent for a while and said, "This joke is not funny."

Lin Beichen smiled and said, "You can understand whatever you want."

He downloaded the Silver Sword from [Baidu Map] backhand, with the sword in his hand, and said: "Come on, don't hurry up and delay the time, start fighting, everyone can't wait..."

Jiang Ziliu: "..."

Who is delaying time?

He pressed his backhand on the long sword around his waist.

A vast and powerful sword spirit rose to the sky.

At this moment, the gentleness of Jiang Ziliu's body suddenly changed, turning into a sharp and murderous opportunity, a trace of thunder and lightning visible to the naked eye permeated around the body, and now and then, brewing terror energy!

This is the true style of [Thousand-faced Sword].

Lin Beichen raised the silver sword.

Although one bite per dog thing, I have to admit that this dog thing is ten thousand times stronger than Wang Zhong's dog thing.

Before advertising so much time, he failed to anger Jiang Ziliu as he imagined.

Throughout the process, Jiang Ziliu did not feel irritable at all.

Such a person, in addition to having to die hard to kill himself, other aspects really have nothing to say.

"Can you catch the three swords before me?"

Lin Beichen asked questions habitually.

Jiang Ziliu nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes."

Oh blah?

Are you so sure?

Lin Beichen laughed.

Jiang Ziliu said: "So, are you going to use the fourth sword?"

"Do not."

Lin Beichen smiled secretly: "I don't believe it."

The voice did not fall.

call out!

A sword pierced.

The silver light flashes.

Jian Qi roared.

This is exactly the sword he used to defeat Gao Diping.

Sword out.

Such as a glimmer of light.

Seems slow.

Contains a strange illusion that confuses the visual senses.

Everyone has not reacted yet-

Ding Ding Ding!

Just an inch before Jiang Ziliu, a burst of sword light Mars burst like a meteor outside the sky, flashing wildly.

That was Lin Beichen's sword spirit.

This time, some master martial arts masters finally saw clearly.

Lin Beichen's sword stabbed out, clearly several meters away from Jiang Ziliu, but in fact there was an invisible sword shadow, which had already stabbed before the sword body and stabbed in front of Jiang Ziliu.

It is Jian Qi.

Because Mars is flying, the invisible shadow of Jian Qi is outlined between light and shadow.

"I understand!"

Watching the high ground level in the theater, he jumped up.

He finally knew why he didn't block Lin Beichen's sword.

My nervous response is too slow.

Mental force can't catch this sword.

However, now that he saw the trajectory of Jianying, he seemed to have outlined a way to resist.

But when I thought about it carefully, a forehead and temples, unconsciously, a thin layer of dense sweat beads, came out, and after a moment of sorrow, a blood arrow spouted from the mouth, and the whole person was pale and stupefied.

"No, no..."

He murmured.

On the ring.

Lin Beichen has stabbed the second sword.

Sword two.

Jiang Ziliu is still standing still.

But I don't know when, before the white clothes, a layer of thundercloud has quietly spawned.

The dark and cyan clouds roll and transform, transpiration and flow, just like the formation of nature, it seems to be amorphous, but in fact its general shape remains unchanged, all like a shield.

At the same time, there is also a light silver electric light, looming in the depths of the clouds, as if it was a mysterious pattern of divine power outlined by the hands of the gods, beautiful and beautiful. It contains great meaning.

This Thundercloud silver electric flying shield has a total of three sides.

Flying around Jiang Ziliu's body, forming a light arc.

"Turn Mystery into Armor!"

Among the crowd, Chu Jian whispered.

The master of martial arts can turn Xuanqi into armor and armor. It is a great secret. This is a mystery in mystery. Once it is exhibited, Xuanqi armor covers almost the invulnerability, just like an undead body.

Turning mystery into armor can be regarded as a symbol of the Grand Master of Martial Arts.

Is this Jiang Ziliu already a strong martial arts master?

If this is the case, then Lin Beichen can really be more formidable today.

The faces of Pan Weimin and Liu Qihai were instantly gloomy.

They really couldn't think of anything that Lin Beichen had to make a comeback.

Unless the Lord of the Sword can reappear once again under the crown.

But being possessed by a god is not to go to Qinglou to order flowers, where is it so easy?

On the ring.

The battle continues.

Lin Beichen's sword two, the angle is already very peculiar.

The shadowless sword spirit is even more unpredictable.

But he was shielded by thunderclouds on three sides, between the spins, he tried to block it!

Ding Ding Ding!

Clusters of sword light Mars, nothing to hide before the thunder cloud electric lines fly away.

Jian Er was also blocked.

Lin Beichen's face was not surprised.

He didn't succumb, and made his sword the third time.

Turn thorns into chops.

laugh!

In the air, a light silver sword light, like a thin line, cut through the air.

Wherever he passed, the air was cut like a silk.

Unlike when he defeated Yu Jiajun, Lin Beichen's sword three this time was obviously powerful.

It is due to the fusion of a little silver spirit and small fire.

This is one of the reasons why he gave up his heavy German sword and chose a silver sword.

The shadowless sword is transformed into a tangible sword in order to be stronger.

When others see this silver sword line, they will subconsciously think it is the light of the sword body.

In Jiang Ziliu's eyes, a glance of applause passed by.

"Good swordsmanship."

He exclaimed.

The next moment--

!

Three tears of silk-like sound.

Thundercloud Silver Electric Flying Shield was cut into four in an instant.

Obviously it was a silver sword light, but when it touched the tons of faces, it suddenly flicked and separated another left and right. The first line of sword light turned into a cross sword light, and the three sides of the flying shield were cut into twelve pieces!

There was a cry of exclamation around the ring.

Lin Beichen was about to win.

Even Ding Sanshi's eyes flashed with joy.

Lin Beichen's comprehension of Jian San surpassed his imagination.

Sword III also has a name called Strong Sword Sword.

One sword is the hardest thing in the world, and it can be cut.

[Thunder Cloud Silver Electric Flying Shield], which has broken the extraordinary defense of Jiang Ziliu, the situation will not be as passive as before, and may really win a victory.

But [Purple Electric Excalibur] Zhu Bishi's corner of the mouth, but it outlines a trace of sarcasm.

On the ring.

Jian San's cross sword light cut through Jiang Ziliu's figure.

But the next moment, the figure dispersed like a phantom.

It is the phantom that remains in place after high-speed movement.

Then...

Where is the real person?

"Be careful……"

Chu Jian's voice rang in the ring.

Lin Beichen was too late to react, and immediately felt a huge force on his left shoulder, bombarding it severely on his shoulder.

He felt that half of his body seemed to be crushed and came in severe pain, his body staggering forward involuntarily.

But in his heart, there was no chaos, and the reaction was extremely fast. He held the sword in his right hand, turned his head back, and stabbed towards him with a sword.

Sword one.

laugh!

Jian Qi roared through the air.

This sword is still empty.

But this is what Lin Beichen expected.

With the left heel as the axis, he moved inside the mysterious gas, and his body suddenly turned 180 degrees unbelievably, and the silver sword in his hand was cut out again.

Sword three!

The visible Jianguang volleyed out.

Jiang Ziliu, who followed the shadows, flashed again, pulling away the distance.

Lin Beichen exhibited [Stealing incense and stealing jade steps], but also retreated.

"You can not."

Jiang Ziliu stood ten meters away and slowly shook his head.

The sword in his hand did not come out of the sheath.

The great force that struck Lin Beichen's left shoulder just now was caused by the scabbard.

The white dress flutters, the face is handsome and elegant.

Jiang Ziliu said coldly and honestly, "You haven't exploded into a profound energy until now? I know your orange-red flames are extremely powerful. It's a must. Show it."

Lin Beichen smiled faintly: "You are not worthy."

This forced, pretend to be very stiff.

But there is no way.

Less than a last resort, who would like to streak in the public?

When Jiang Ziliu heard this answer, it was difficult to understand Lin Beichen's brain circuit.

He no longer persuaded, but said slowly: "Lin Beichen, you still have up to three shots to take out your true strength, otherwise, this battle will come to an end."

Lin Beichen stopped talking.

Anti-blood madness tacticsopen instantly.

A faint layer of blood, like a flame, lingers around.

This is caused by the blood gas being stimulated.

But it is quite similar to the orange-red Xuanqi flame power he displayed before.

Under the increased holdings of the mad secret, Lin Beichen's power surged.

At the same time, Xuan Qi works retrograde in the body.

The breath of the first-level guru realm instantly soared to the level of the second-level guru.

at the same time--

"How invincible, how lonely, how invincible, how empty..."

[NetEase Cloud Music] APP opens at the same time.

It is this BGM song that has the greatest single-player growth.

Lin Beichen's momentum soared again.

Straight into the edge of the third-level martial arts realm.

Touched the power of this level.

Surrounding the audience, people couldn't help but jump.

What the hell is this mean?

How can we forcibly improve the cultivation of the two realms in an instant?

The magic?

"To be honest, before I really shot, I thought about a lot of strange ways to deal with you... guaranteed to make you want to die."

Lin Beichen grinned.

His body has reached a state of extreme load.

If you increase your strength, your body will collapse and collapse.

He looked at Jiang Ziliu and said, "But now, I'm going to give it a head start. Your [Thousand-faced Sword]'s combat power is terrifying... don't you want to see the fourth sword?"

Lin Beichen did a weird start.

"as you wish!"

The words fell.

Lin Beichen stabbed with a sword.

This sword is slow and steady.

It's like slowly handing the blade to your opponent.

Many people around the ring looked inexplicably.

But Jiang Ziliu on the ring, Jun Yi's beautiful face, finally showed a hint of appreciation.

"Good swordsmanship."

He exclaimed.

Kurachi!

The sword in the box finally came out.

It was a black ink sword.

With a sword in his hand, Jiang Ziliu's momentum suddenly opened, facing the long sword stabbed by Lin Beichen, and he pointed it out slowly.

Slow down!

Only a real master of martial arts will understand what kind of power this sword slowly delivers.

Lifting weights is important.

Lifting weight lightly.

Light weight.

Slow Sword is the first time in the eyes of ordinary citizens.

But in the eyes of martial artists, it is the third layer.

The burst of sword power, the air machine locks the opponent, so that it has to confront head-on, unable to avoid, at the moment of the collision, the power and the murderous opportunity pour like a flash flood!

This is where the slow sword lies.

Say it sooner or later!

On the ring.

The ink sword collided with the silver sword and the tip of the sword.

In an instant, the world is silent.

As if it were a hand of a god, he suddenly pressed the space bar.

The picture freezes for a moment.

Then in the next moment, the air was condensed frantically at the location of the sword tip.

The sight and the picture are suddenly twisted inward.

Suddenly swelling outward again.

The layers of silver and black apertures between the electro-optical stone fires are continuously connected and crazily diffuse toward the outside.

The terrible force constantly hits the formation shield and enchantment forces around the ring.

boom!

Finally, the deafening roar burst.

The dazzling dazzling light burst out where the two swords fought.

Remaining in the line of sight of everyone, the last moment of the picture is the silver long sword, which suddenly softened like a snake, and then seemed to be liquid, and the inch broke and shot...

"Ah, my ears are deaf."

"Eyes, my eyes..."

There was a scream.

The loud noise and the dazzling light erupted on the ring, which suddenly caused many audiences around to feel the pain in their ears and eyes at the same time, as if they were deaf and blind.

"not good."

"Ultimate mobilization."

"fast!"

The formation masters and alchemists who had long been ordered in the vacuum zone around the ring immediately rushed up, cast a secret technique, and fully urged the blessing formation and enchantment in this ring.

Where is this confrontation between two junior students.

This is clearly the life-and-death match between the masters of martial arts.

too frightening.

At this moment, no one can sit again.

Everyone stood up.

Wan Dao's eyes, facing the bright light, looked at the ring.

Even if it was a sharp pain in the eyes.

Who's winning?

These three words flashed violently in everyone's mind.

I don't know how long.

The glory on the ring gradually dissipated.

Faintly, facing the gradually thinning light, you can see a cheerful and chic figure, straight like a javelin, standing tall and unshakable.

The wind blows.

That's a white robe.

The person standing is Jiang Ziliu.

He was holding an ink sword in his hand.

Clothes are like snow, swords are like ink.

This [Thousand-faced Sword] is still beautiful and stable at this time.

Only the white dress on the right shoulder side cracked a sword mark.

But it didn't hurt the skin at all.

Even the lined clothes were not cut.

"Jiangziliu won..."

Do not know who it was, exclaimed.

The battle of martial arts, the battle of life and death, in the end, naturally won the standing, lost lying.

"Do not……"

In the crowd, there was a cry of tears.

A young girl in a black hoodie flew frantically towards the ring.

The hunting wind upset the hood.

On a pure and beautiful face, crystal tears, the sunlight refracted the shimmer, rubbed the blown skin, and flew into the air behind.

Ye Weiyang.

"Retreat."

A force of destruction and murderous energy came through the air and struck the girl.

"Life-and-death ring, interferers die."

The shot was from the "Wandering Excalibur", the second of the four sword slaves, Qu Chuxiao.

However, Ye Weiyang, as she never saw, did not dodge, and rushed towards the ring.

Ding!

A touch of silver sword light, slanting to the rear and coming first.

Like hitting metal, Qu Chuxiao's sword gas was crushed.

At the critical moment, Ding Sanshi shot.

The ghost of the old sword fairy flashed like a ghost, and had arrived behind Ye Weiyang, holding the girl's shoulder.

However, a force of terror that Lao Jianxian did not anticipate, slowly recovered in Ye Weiyang's body, bursting out instantly, destroying the world.

"This……"

The old sword immortal was so shocked that he quickly said: "Please be restless, he is still alive..."

This pulled Ye Weiyang's figure and landed on the ground.

When looking up.

I saw the edge of the ring shield, a bloody'tai' shaped object, deeply recessed in the shield, was slowly sliding down from the light wall of the shield.

Where it slipped, there was a thick blood stain on the light wall.

Click!

This figure fell on the ring ground.

Above the ring, it was as if it had been scratched by an iron plow. It was pitted, ruined, uneven, and the slate was broken.

The blood stained the red ground instantly and condensed into blood mud.

Lin Beichen's injury was terrible.

Especially the state of blood swells all over the body, which gives people the feeling that this person's bones are all broken.

"Fourth..."

Zhu Bishi under the ring could not help shouting.

Precious blood.

Isn't it a waste of this precious blood flowing like this?

Kill him soon.

End this unilateral slaughter.

He is urging.

But Jiang Ziliu's expression was a bit strange.

He was still standing on the spot, letting the turbulent wind blow his long hair, looking at the figure that almost became a ball of meat ten meters away, and waited quietly.

"I……"

Lin Beichen was paralyzed on the ground, his fingers moved slightly.

"I...top...top your lungs."

His tone is vague and authentic.

Support the stump with your hand and slowly climb up.

A voice sounded in my mind—

"Your [Phaseless Bone Skeleton] has entered the realm of "Bronze Sword Bone"..."

A force that didn't know where it came from was born out of thin air and began to repair his body quickly.

It's really fucking bronze bronze bones.

Who is the goddess who created the skill, how is it the same as the glory of the king?

Lin Beichen vomited.

He stood up slowly and firmly.

The shirt was broken, stained with blood, and stained with mud.

The black hair spread frantically.

At the foot is a mixture of blood and mud, exuding the blood of scarlet.

Under the random hair, that face was completely unharmed.

The still beautiful looks like a deity.

"call……"

Lin Beichen exhaled slowly.

The advanced power after entering [Bronze Sword Bone] has completely repaired his body.

"Fortunately, I protected my face desperately, and my handsome appearance was preserved!"

He touched the blood on his body with his hands, lifted his long hair, and used wax to make hair wax. His hands followed the temples and foreheads, stroking back, turning the messy hair into a bloody big back.

Blood can bleed and head can be broken.

Hair style must not be messy.

This simple pretending action, on such occasions and time, possesses a magical charm that makes everyone including Jiang Ziliu tremble in his heart.

The girls in the harem fan group are almost suffocating.

So handsome.

It's a madman.

"It looks like you can still fight."

Jiang Ziliu slowly and authentically.

"do not fight."

Lin Beichen waved his hand and said, "It's too fucking hurt... Still open and cool."

"Ok?"

Jiang Zilian was stunned for a while, so it was unknown.

But he still solemnly said: "The round just now was because your sword was of average quality and far inferior to my ink sword, so it was so miserable that I could not retreat by your prestige, but next , Whether you fight or not, I will kill you."

Lin Beichen's figure shook.

Of course not because of fear.

It's laughing.

"Hahahahaha..."

He fixed his bloody big head again and laughed: "Okay, based on what you said just now, I will save you today... Alas, I didn't want to expose my true strength. After all, it scared the children. Not good, but since you have to force me..."

He laughed abruptly and said: "Forget it, I showdown, my relationship with the goddess, in fact...hey, under the crown of the great sword master, please give me your artifact!"

He shouted in the sky.

At the same time reach out to the sky.

In my mind, consciousness drives the phone.

Open Taobao APP, enter the'purchased' page, and click the button that just appeared——

"Sign for!"

In the void, a black space vortex appeared.

There is no power.

But it is a real space distortion.

Everything is as expected by Lin Beichen.

In a black hole with a diameter of less than half a meter, a silver-white object descended slowly and fell into his hand.

"Ding!"

"This shopping is completed and the buyer's reputation is 1 point."

A clear mobile APP sound sounded.

Lin Beichen looked at the gun in his hand.

Silver.

Such as the classic pistol on the earth [sand. desert. eagle].

It is heavy to start with, and it weighs a lot.

It feels perfect and fits every inch of the palm.

The first experience of Taobao shopping, the [Snow Eagle] artifact worth 100,000 gold coins has finally arrived.

Times have changed.