Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The pupil of Yu Wanlou shrank.

There is a great terror between life and death.

At this moment, he felt the horror of death relentlessly.

The orange-red flame wrapped around Lin Beichen's fist flickered slightly, reflected in the pupils of Yu Wanlou, and gradually enlarged, as if from the ghost fire between Huang Quan's nether world, opening the door to the temple of death for him.

This pampered, arrogant little prince, all pride, all madness, all willfulness, at this moment, just like a sand-grained castle, instantly dissipated and collapsed.

Fear of terror flooded him completely.

"not good."

Cui Minggui saw this scene and was shocked by the sky.

If you let the little prince die here, let his father not be An Anwen continue to be the owner of Yunmeng City, even the official career must be cut off.

"Leave people under the fist."

Everyone else backed away in panic, only Cui Mingqushe stepped forward.

Fighted to death, he also wanted to keep Yu Wanlou.

Ok?

Seeing Lin Beichen, his fist slammed into Cui Mingzhu's body mercilessly.

"I'm going to die."

Cui Mingju just felt his muscles cracking.

Seemed to be separated from the five horses, and his heart was cold.

I just felt that Lin Beichen was very powerful.

But if you really get a punch with Lin Beichen, you will really understand the taste. The body is like being hit by a siege hammer, and you will also know that this person's physical strength is incredible, unbelievable. Skinned Warcraft!

Boom!

His figure hit the wooden wall of the private room fiercely.

Bounced back and fell to the ground again.

"Poof ......"

A mouthful of blood spewed out.

But the imaginary flame burning did not come.

It turned out that Lin Beichennian had spoken before him to maintain Qian Qian and Qian Qian, not the culprit.

"Want to die? Wipe your neck yourself."

Lin Beichen turned around and scolded: "Don't block Lao Tzu."

The flame on his fist slammed and appeared again.

"Give me death."

Lin Beichen is still killing Yu Wanlou.

At this time Yu Wanlou reluctantly suppressed the injury of the previous punch, continued his breath, got up and backed frantically.

"Go on, block me."

He ran towards the door, struck with lightning with his palms, and shot behind the two companions beside him.

Bang.

Two aristocratic youths were caught off guard. The volley directly photographed flew up and rammed towards Lin Beichen.

"Do not!"

Both eyes are splitting.

Did not expect it to be calculated by Yu Wanlou as a knife blocker.

Lin Beichen saw this, showing no mercy, and punched out with two punches.

Boom!

Two noble youths were directly smashed and flew out.

Click Click Click!

The sound of broken bones sounded like popcorn.

The chests of the two people collapsed like a ground, showing the outline of two fists. Before the person landed, blood spewed out of the mouth and nose.

At the same time, a flame burned in the wound on the chest, and instantly filled the whole body, turning into two fireballs. In the midair before landing, the two's flesh, clothing, blood, sabers, weapons ...

Turned into a piece of black soot and drifted into the sky!

This scene almost scared others to death.

, Who had been lying on the ground and pretending to be dead before, saw this scene, the heart twitched, and immediately closed his eyes again, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth towards his nostrils and eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh ..."

Nie Fuguang split his heart, turned and ran.

Lin Beichen's eyes flashed fiercely.

Hit backhand with a punch.

Boom!

The sound of gas burst like thunder.

Invisible strength, across ten meters, hit Nie Fuguang's legs.

Click and click.

The bone of the leg shattered and fractured instantly.

The nineteenth son of the Xinjin lord, with a thump, knelt on the ground, screaming and wailing with pig-killing a few times, and died of pain and death.

Lin Beichen himself did not hesitate, chased behind Yu Wanlou again and punched out!

"Give me death."

Fist attached to the flame.

"what……"

Yu Wanlou was heartbroken and terrified.

He reappeared with his old skills, and backhand grabbed the two noble youths who were also trying to flee from the door and stood in front of him.

Boom!

Boxing power broke out.

Two noble youths showed incredible colors on their faces, looked down at the depression in their chests, their bones were broken, and the whole person was almost exploded.

The orange-red death fire burst out instantly.

Is again two groups of ashes drifting into the void.

The punching force passed through the body, and the momentum remained unabated. The body of Yu Wanlou flew out and hit the wooden wall beside him, starting the enchantment formation, swaying layers of silver water ripples. Ripples.

"Ah ah **** it."

At this moment, he realized what it means to be "cocooning and self-binding".

This room has no boundaries.

Was set here intentionally to prevent Lin Beichen from escaping.

The enchantment called the "Prison of the Moon" was very complicated to arrange, and it was more expensive to withdraw. He never dreamed that so many people would be crushed by Lin Beichen.

Thought it was just a bad dog.

Who knows the ancient Warcraft that was recruited.

This time, the enchantment became his prison instead, and he could not escape for a while.

He crawled on the ground, shouting in horror: "No, don't kill me ... Yu Lao, save me quickly, Yu Lao ..."

When he came, he was accompanied by a royal palace.

Is an old master.

It ’s just that I ’m too fond of nagging, so he was left aside tonight without bringing him to the banquet—in a small Yunmeng city, the power and the cultivation base are all worthless in Yu Wanlou ’s eyes. The garbage mentioned does not threaten you.

At this time, he wanted the guru-level offering to appear in front of himself.

"No one can save you."

Lin Beichen went up and punched again.

The flame flashes.

Yu Wanlou, who was forced into a desperate situation, was like a rabbit with anxious eyes, but also inspired a bit of bravery, and worked hard [Zhenlong Ziyan], covered with purple mansions, once again gathered fire as a sword, and cut to Lin Beichen Fist.

Boom!

He was blasted again.

Lin Beichen clicked and took a few sips, then rounded up the purple fire sword he gathered and eaten it like an apple.

Tianke!

This person is my nemesis.

Yu Wanlou's courage to gather together finally disappeared in an instant.

He got up again, turned around and fled.

This time Lin Beichen would never give him another chance. He rushed up and knocked down. Yu Wanlou spewed out a **** mouth, with the color of resentment flashing in his eyes. Legs.

Lin Beichen sucked in his mouth and inhaled all the purple flames into his abdomen.

"Tiger doesn't hurt people, people hurt tiger's heart!"

"I didn't know you, and I didn't want to provoke you like this!"

"But you don't know what to do, you must count me!"

"If I'm just an ordinary student, I don't have the strength to protect myself, not just me, even my two innocent maids, you have to be tortured and humiliated by you, and you can't help yourself ..."

Lin Beichen looked down at the terrified face of Yu Wanlou, saying one by one: "So, for world peace, to implement love and true evil, please die mellowly."

He stomped directly and fiercely.

Is like stepping on an annoying ant.

Looked at

at this time--

"Her son dare!"

咻!

A sword light came from the night sky 100 meters away.

The sword is like thunder.

Arrived in an instant, and directly cut through the enclave of the "Prison of the Moon" in the private room.

This sword is extremely powerful.

Grandmaster Realm!

This is the master sword of Kendo.

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What's more, you don't have to worry, the villains all get lunch today.