Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The young woman's face was pale, her body's profound energy was shaken, and it was difficult to stop it. With the help of the men's good luck, they gradually gathered together, and the pale face slowly returned to normal.

"Xuemei, Tai Xuemei, are you okay?"

Asked the young man nervously.

"Are you okay if you are fine?"

The gruesome young woman's eyes flashed with resentment, shouting angrily and hatefully: "Han Cheng, you're a waste, I was bullied, what are you doing, and help me revenge, interrupt this little miscellaneous leg……"

The young man quickly said: "Good, school girl, don't be tempted to see how I clean up him."

Said, backhand pulled out the long sword behind him.

Swoosh!

He stabbed directly with a sword, as fast as lightning, stabbed Lin Beichen's right leg.

Shot like the wind.

Sword style is fierce, leaving no room.

Everyone around only felt the cold and screaming in front of them, all exclaimed.

This young man named Han Cheng was a woman with a mean face, too much higher, the martial arts world was outstanding, and his shots were not sloppy. Zhao Zhuoyan and others simply did not respond but came to help ...

Fortunately, Lin Beichen was already on guard.

come.

Hurt each other.

Who hides who is the grandson.

The beautiful and beautiful face of the prodigal son showed a rare fierceness.

The sword in his hand was lifted up, and like a huge door plate, he chopped straight forward towards the head of the young man's head, still playing the same way!

A sword separates life and death.

Whoever withdraws the sword first is the dog.

[Black Iron Sword Bone] has the strength support of the flesh and bone realm, he has such a guts, what can he do with a sword on his thigh?

Even if it is a sword against the martial arts master, it can't be broken, it can't die.

Most seriously injured.

He was completely aroused by this pair of men and women.

Like many otakus who guts under normal conditions and explode once they are urgent, Lin Beichen will become crazy and paranoid once irritated, burning up indescribable courage, even in the face of the devil, It will also be tough at all costs.

"Ha ha……"

The young man seemed to have expected it.

In the sneer, a sneer flashed on his face, the sword in his hand changed suddenly, the blade of the sword was like a poisonous snake, the fangs bloomed coldly, and he picked it up, striking Lin Beichen's right wrist with lightning.

Lin Beichen's mental strength is highly concentrated and his response is extremely fast.

He left his right hand on the wrist of his right hand, holding the sword in both hands, pierced with his right wrist, still the big sword was hacking, and the movement was unstoppable, hacking towards the young man's head.

The face of the young man changed slightly.

The third change of sword style.

The tip of the sword changed slightly, and stabbed on the thin blade of the blade of the decisive sword.

Ding!

The sound of subtle metal impact sounded.

Lin Beichen only felt that the sword seemed to be split on a gold-iron boulder. The strength of the anti-shock came, and his wrists were numb, making it difficult to cut the slightest bit.

He was also slightly surprised.

The strength of young men is really strong.

Just now, the two of them ganged up and said that it was too late, then that time, all the move changes were completed between the flashlight and the fire rabbit, and the onlookers had not yet reacted and it was over.

Especially the sword of the last moment of the young man is the most amazing.

With the sword tip at the last moment, resisting the choice of Lin Beichen's high-speed chopping blade, just like using a needle tip to resist another sharply punctured needle tip, let alone say, this alone The eyesight and courage are really staggering.

Because as long as there is a slight error in his hair, he is in danger of being split into two pieces by Lin Beichen.

"it is good."

The young man named Han Cheng sneered with a sneer and exclaimed, "It's a bit brute, but ... not enough!"

Finished, withdraw the sword.

And then the sword.

Brush brush!

The sword is like a frightened dragon, and the awn is like a cold star. In his hand, the light of Zhou Tianxing's starlight bursts out, and he stabs in the direction of Lin Beichen's main points around him.

Lin Beichen didn't talk much, and again he wielded his sword again.

The blade of the sword broke through the air, expelling the air waves.

Is still blameless with the same sword.

The young man frowned.

He has much more strength than Lin Beichen. Under normal circumstances, within three strokes, this young man can be knocked down to the ground. However, this young man has a special status as a lord of the gods. He ca n’t really be killed. He was so cruel, and his posture that he had died in the same way was to let him tie his hands.

The young man changed his sword style again and again, and returned without success.

The face of the young woman was mean, but she couldn't bear it anymore.

brush!

The sword light flashed.

She made a sneak attack and spurred Lin Beichen's back with a sword.

This sword is silent, without the slightest breaking sound, like a vicious viper.

Lin Beichen felt a little, but the response dodge was too late.

Everyone around saw this scene of a maddening complexion, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

On the occasion of a thousand shots——

"Be careful!"

Suddenly familiar voice.

A white and fat man cut into the battle circle at the first hit, and the long sword in his hand smashed out like a fire stick, colliding with the sword of the viper that stabbed Lin Beichen's back.

Ding!

Jianfeng symphony.

Stars are scattered.

Soaring blood spatter.

The white fat man flew out.

At the same time, the mean young woman whispered and stumbled back.

"Tai Xuemei ..."

Seeing Han Cheng, he can no longer care about the entanglement with Lin Beichen and flew over to support the woman as soon as possible.

Lin Beichen also took a breath, held the white fat man, and took a closer look, and said in surprise: "Little cookie, why are you?"

There were six or seven blood holes in Xiao Binggan's arm, blood came out gurgling, his painful teeth grinned, and a white, fat face was even whiter: "Xiao ... is not small, brother, I'm not saving you A life. "

He is born with divine power, but his sword skills are not perfect, and he suffers from his sword skills.

"Count it."

Lin Beichen was also a little moved.

Xiao Bingan said: "Can I go to your house to play?"

"Uh, this ..."

Lin Beichen blurted out and wanted to agree, but suddenly remembered that this dead fat thief could eat. It was like a pig who had been hungry for 500 years at the last banquet, which made Lin Beichen feel terrified. If he let this goods go and eat and rub, It will definitely worsen the otherwise affluent families.

He had a good idea, and he quickly changed the subject, saying, "Cookie, why are you here, didn't you go to the provincial capital to go to school?"

"Brother, look at the injury on my arm and answer my question directly."

Xiao Binggan was wronged.

Lin Beichen felt perfunctory, looking at the blood gurgling on the arm of the dead fat man, he nodded and said, "Come on, come on ..."

One drop of essence, ten drops of blood.

Ten eggs, one drop of essence.

The blood flow of this little fat man, converted, how many eggs are enough to eat.

Rub it, just rub it.

Xiao Binggan was immediately energetic, and there was no more of the weakness that was before him, authentically: "Brother, then that is so settled, I will follow you in the future ..."

the other side.

Tai Xuemei injured Xiao Binggan, but was also shocked by Xiao Bingan's great force.

Having eaten deflated in front of power twice, the already grumpy Tai Xuemei was completely annoyed and angry, and the anger burned reason, and the long sword was directly across his neck in his hand, roaring: "Han Cheng, you killed me these two little Miscellaneous, otherwise I will die in front of you ... "

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There is more.

It ’s too long, so I ’m afraid you ca n’t stand it. Just a few days before the rhythm.