Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Around the ring, there was deathly silence.

Lin Beichen's shot fell on other people's eyes, and he pinched a weird one-handed sword seal against Jiang Ziliu.

Then there was a thunderous explosion.

Jiang Zi's arm turned into blood foam and disappeared.

What kind of kendo combat skills is this?

terrible.

No one understood.

Includes Zhu Bishi and Ding Sanshi, two powerful masters of the swordsmanship.

Is completely incomprehensible, what happened in the end.

"Poof ......"

Lin Beichen sighed softly at his finger.

Is of course blowing the muzzle.

But in the eyes of others, it is the index finger.

"Sorry, I am lying ..."

Wipe, go to the wrong studio.

Lin Beichen was so immersed that he almost leaked.

He quickly changed the subject and said, "I'm already merciful for this blow, I haven't pointed your head ... Xiaojiang Jiang, surrender, you can keep silent, but every word you say will be ... ... Bah, I mean, you better not be mistaken. "

What's the matter?

How to get this pistol, the spirit of Nakajiro will burn uncontrollably.

Always can't help but go to the wrong studio?

Opposite.

The shock on Jiang Ziliu's face gradually dissipated.

He glanced at his left arm that had disappeared.

Is actually not much sad.

Was rather curious about the blow just now.

"Are you hitting my left arm because I hold the sword in my right hand and don't want to waste me?"

He asked with a smile.

"Bah."

Lin Beichen snorted coldly: "Don't be passionate, Lao Tzu just missed because of his first divine skills."

Jiangliu smiled and said, "What is the name of the sword just now?"

He looked at Lin Beichen and could laugh.

Everyone raised their ears.

Because I want to know the name of the trick just now.

Lin Beichen thought for a while and said, "The trick I just called is ... er, thunder."

Although there was no collapse of the Zijin Hammer, the gunshots were loud, like thunder.

No problem.

"Thunderbolt eight?"

Jiangliu nodded: "What a strange name, that sounds like thunder, Shi Potian shocked, thunder and thunder, veritable, what does Ba do?

Lin Beichen :? ? ?

You're so **** crazy.

Can't you hear such obvious tone auxiliary?

"Better don't beat me and forcefully sell cute."

Lin Beichen madly said: "I do not eat this set."

Jiangzi's body swayed slightly, with a thin sweat bead on his forehead, and continued to smile: "I want to know, how many times can you send such a powerful Kendo combat skills?"

Lin Beichen's face changed.

He understood the meaning of what he said at once.

"Don't make a fuss, I'll take another shot, you're really dead."

Lin Beichen is very serious.

Jiang Ziliu smiled and said, "Before, I didn't kill you with your sword broken. Just now you didn't hit my head, we evened it. Next, don't keep your hand, I won't keep my hand anymore. , We have a life and death, let us rely on our own ability. "

He held the Mo Jian in his right hand.

The wound on the left shoulder has stopped bleeding.

Is full of sword spirit.

Compared with before, 's momentum did not drop at all.

"You are looking for death."

Lin Beichen's expression froze.

Is there no bullet in my gun?

Then ...

Palms of his hands, once again clenched [Eagle of Snow], injecting profound energy.

The snow-silver gun body that only he can see, the ancient and complicated patterns flashed again with a silvery luster, and a new Xuanqi bullet was quickly generated inside the gun barrel.

咻!

Jiangliu's figure moved again.

Is extremely fast.

In the void, there is a residual image.

However-

"If you are not injured, there may be a chance, but now ..."

Lin Beichen directly opened the [Eagle and Shuangfei] derivation of the body method [ultimate moment], and then supplemented by [stealing the stolen jade step], the spiritual power spread like a radar, avoiding Jiang Zili ’s The first sword.

Then when Jiang Ziliu pierced the second sword ...

嘭!

Lin Beichen pulled the trigger.

The snowy eagle breathed out the silver fire snake again.

Scored twice.

A blood mist filled.

The black ink sword flew into the air.

Jiangzi's figure flew out if he suffered heavy addiction.

His right arm also disappeared.

Broken white clothes stained with blood.

Like a pair of plum blossoms blooming in winter snow.

His face showed a hint of pain, but he still stubbornly forced Xuanqi. In the process of flying backwards, his body drew an arc, and his mouth bit the handle of the fallen ink sword ...

Landing.

Stand firm.

Is straight like a javelin.

Does not move like a mountain.

Tick ​​tick.

Is blood dripping from the wound of the broken arm.

Eyes burn bright.

The war is still there.

Lin Beichen's figure, also under the action of the reclining force of [Snow Eagle], flew out four or five meters.

Fortunately, this time, he had experience.

Therefore, it was not as embarrassing as the first pistol.

Landing steady.

Looked up, Lin Beichen's complexion changed.

Felt the fighting spirit still burning on the opposite Jiang Ziliu, his expression suddenly became angry.

An uncontrollable anger.

Scored twice, and had consumed two-thirds of his profound energy.

Can only shoot another shot at most.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you."

He looked at Jiang Ziliu, who was approaching slowly with the sword of mouth, and said angrily: "Don't know what is wrong, just rely on you to catch my friend, kill innocent people, and force me to sign the life and death. Kill you 10,000 times without psychological burden. "

A touch of rage killing machine overflowed on Lin Beichen's face.

As soon as he thought of it, the city management team members who had died in the abandoned warehouses of the Hai nationality, and Gong Gong with their broken arms, could not help but boil.

If it was not because of Jiang Ziliu's face, his always gentle posture, and a feeling that Lin Beichen could not understand himself, it was impossible to give birth to a killing heart, he shot directly at the first shot.

Jiang Zi's footsteps, a sudden meal.

His handsome face, a little pale due to blood loss and pain, suddenly showed a trace of consternation and surprise.

This kind of consternation is even worse than when he saw his arm beaten.

He gently shook his head.

锵!

Mo Jian flew out and stuck on the ground.

"Indiscriminate killing of innocents? Killing your friends?"

Jiangli frowned and said, "You haven't made a mistake, I haven't done anything like this."

Lin Beichen was in a daze.

Not this dog thing?

Almost instantly, he believed Jiang Ziliu's words.

Because at this time, Jiang Ziliu had no reason to lie.

And Jiang Ziliu said that he only lied to women.

I am not a woman.

Then ...

[Yin Yang Scholar] Mo Weimian and [Yan Shi Mei Xing] Lin Meiyin and several black warriors in black, where did they come from?

At such a moment, Lin Beichen suddenly felt that when he ran in red **** that day, he seemed to have overlooked something important.

At this time, around the ring, there was a tumult and vocals.

Because the information exposed in the dialogue between the two is too much.

Especially Lin Beichen's sentence "grab my friend, kill innocents indiscriminately".

All of a sudden, like a flash of lightning, passing the minds of Ding Sanshi and others.

Also made them understand why Lin Beichen had to sign [Life and Death] silently.

Turned out not to be death.

It was really forced to help.

As soon as he thought about it, Ding Sanshi and others burst into anger with a sudden anger.

"Vile."

Ding Sanshi looked at Zhu Bishi.

Zhu Bishi was silent.

And when Jiang Ziliu's gaze came to the stage, Zhu Bishi took a deep breath and shook his head.

Jiangli returned his gaze.

In a scolding voice, he looked at Lin Beichen and said, "This thing is not what we did, but I will definitely give you an explanation."

Lin Beichen suddenly laughed.

Don't know why, he just wanted to laugh.

Happiness from the heart.

"Bah, tell me? You dog thing, go down quickly. If you do n’t stop bleeding to heal, you will have to tell the whole person here."

Lin Beichen scolded.

Jiangli nodded, left foot on the ground, a force of profound energy exploded, flying the ink sword inserted on the ground, unbiased, just fell into the sword box behind.

"I lost."

Jiangliu solemnly said: "My life is yours. After I give you an explanation, you have to kill and kill, and listen to respect."

After finished speaking, both feet exerted force and jumped off the ring.

"Fourth ..."

Zhu Bishi rushed up.

Jiangliu smiled at Zhu Bishi.

The next moment, his figure shook, a strange flush of color on his face, his mind dissipated, and then fell down softly.

"Fourth, you hold on."

Zhu Bishi hugged Jiang Ziliu's residual body, his face was tense, the first time Xuanqi went inward, surveyed the situation, and found that it was indeed the physical injury that caused the coma, not other uncontrollable reasons.

How can things develop like this?

Zhu Bishi felt incredible.

Is difficult to understand.

He looked up at the ring, and the blood-stained young man flew a killing intention in his eyes.

This dude's life should have come to an end today.

The fourth elder will lose. This is something he never dreamed of.

Now, there are gaps in the plan.

How to make up?

咻!

A sword-sounding voice, through the world.

Among the crowd, [Wandering Sword] Qu Chuxiao's figure resembled a terrifying man, pulled up sharply, and his long sword came out of her sheath, like a ray of light breaking through the dawn, slashing Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen without the protection of the ring shield formation, under the sudden attack of this sword, it seems to be a small sampan among the huge waves of the ocean, and it will be swallowed.

Was also immersed in Lin Beichen's miraculous defeat of Ding Sanshi, Ye Weiyang and others, and it was too late when they responded.

Helping hands is too late.

On the occasion of a great deal——

"enough."

A cold voice came from the direction of the far mountain of the temple.

Ding!

The invisible divine power ripples like a light curtain, guarding Lin Beichen one meter in front of him.

Boom!

Qu Chuxiao cut a sword on the light curtain, and took a slight pause, only to feel that a huge force rushed into the mountains and the sea, and he instantly felt his body numb, and the whole person was knocked down.

Spit back the blood and rushed to the throat instantly.

He pressed hard.

Terrified, Qu Chuxiao's face appeared.

"Who is ..."

He opened his mouth to drink.

But the words are only exported——

嘭!

There was a thunder, and the sound blasted over the ring.

At the same time, his head exploded directly, turned into a humid moist blood mist, dispersed in the air.

"Call ..."

In the ring, Lin Beichen gently blows at the muzzle of [Snow Eagle].

"I said, I will kill you."

He looked at the headless body of Qu Chuxiao who slowly fell and said, "Now, you should believe it now."

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No, yesterday was too long. Today it is really dying.

Go to rest first, and then grow tomorrow.