Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

But Wu Xiaofang and a few students from foreign schools came slowly.

The yin and yang strangeness of Wu Xiaofang's face: "Lin Beichen, you also know that you are a scumbag scum."

He is this force?

Bei Lin Chen is really angry.

I repeat again and again, not again and again.

What else did Wu Xiaofang want to say? A red-haired boy with a square face next to him was faintly at the core of a group of people. He waved his hand directly to signal Wu Xiaofang to step down, then came stabbingly, looking down, staring at Lin Beichen. After a close look, he said coolly: "Is Lin Beichen? Give you a chance to join my team and follow me."

Is another superior dog?

"Who are you?"

Lin Lin Beichen somehow.

Such a blunt way of pretending is different from Wu Xiaofang's appearance that day.

No wonder two people can get together.

"My name is Tao Wancheng."

Male students are a little authentic.

Huh?

Su Lin Beichen suddenly remembered.

Ranked second in the personal list, second only to the genius of the National Royal Junior College in the early morning.

I didn't expect Wu Xiaofang, the dog licking, to have such a thick thigh so fast.

I asked with a crooked head, Lin Beichen said, "Follow you? But I have a hatred with the surname Wu, can you kick him first?"

Tong Tao Wancheng's eyes were oppressed, and he said, "Are you proposing to me?"

Chen Lin Beichen wiped his mouth and said, "You can understand that."

"Oh, few people dare to ask me terms." Tao Wancheng raised his chin and said lightly: "However, you are the twelfth in the personal list. With this qualification, I appreciate your courage. As long as you follow me, this Wu Xiaofang, I will let him go. "

"Brother Tao, don't, I ..."

Wu Xiao changed greatly.

Tao Tao Wancheng waved his hand directly, and signaled him to shut up roughly.

"Hahahahaha."

Lin Beichen smiled gleefully on the spot: "Wu licking the dog, did you see it? Unhappy? Angry? You need to be **** the iron, you are in the eyes of this new master, alas, even A dog is not as good as Ejin really sympathizes with you. "

笑 Wu Xiaofang has a face, and Tieqing looks like a corpse that has died for 10,000 years.

Tao Tao Wancheng said: "So, did you agree?"

"No," Lin Beichen said quietly, "I just made an assumption, and didn't say I would promise you." "You ..."

Wu Taocheng's expression suddenly gloomed and said, "How dare you play me?"

Lin Beichen stood up, wiped his mouth with a towel, and contended, "Well, how about you? Isn't it the second on the list? Be an egg ... You dare to pretend in front of me, why can't I play you."

"Lin Beichen, you are so arrogant, how dare you talk to Brother Tao with this attitude?"

Wu Xiaofang blamed angrily on the surface, but in fact she laughed and opened her heart.

Chen Lin Beichen sighed: "Good people are inappropriate, why should they be dogs?"

In this kind of goods, it has always been held in the palm of your hand as a baby. The third college can win a good place in the qualifier, then it is really a ghost.

"You are crazy."

Tan Tao Wancheng's color was gloomy, and he said, "But crazy, you have to pay the price."

He said, pointing to Lin Beichen's brows.

Fingers faintly faint.

The fingers of the cricket area stirred the air and formed an invisible air vortex.

Obviously he is performing a star **** technique.

This time, Lin Beichen was ready.

Huh!

Long sword came out of the sheath, and one sword pierced.

How fast is a sword of lightning.

There was a sneer on Tao Wancheng's face, and his fingers changed instantly.

Sunda's **** is extremely subtle.

Wrist twist.

Finger pop up.

Ding!

A squeak sounded, and the index finger flicked into the side of the sword with an inexorable bend.

Buzz!

The blade of the sword of ethical tremor trembled instantly.

The sword style was disintegrated.

A strangely trembling power, along the sword body, reached Lin Beichen's wrist in an instant.

At the same time, a tornado rose from the ground because of the power of mysterious energy.

"Don't give up yet?"

Tao Tao Wancheng sneered.

Bei Lin Chen felt only a numbness in her wrist.

The concussion of the puppet sword contains an extremely weird power, which seems to break his wrist at once.

However, at the same time, without waiting for any reaction in Lin Beichen's mind, there was a reaction in his arm, and suddenly a long and mellow peculiar strength suddenly appeared, which easily counteracted this tricky shock.

Lin Lin Beichen for a while.

瞬间 He instantly understood that this was because the cultivation of the [phaseless sword bone] played a role.

However, without waiting for Lin Beichen to take any other action, he slammed a palm against his shoulder, a soft and turbulent mysterious force, crossed into his arm, and protected him beside him.

He shot that it was Ding Sanshi, the team leader of the Third Academy.

"Little baby, why are you trying so hard?"

Yun Ding Sanshi stared at Tao Wancheng coldly.

His eyes were sharp, and he could see immediately that the top genius of the National Royal Junior College had just hidden the evil, and it was a one-star warfare technique. [Chutianzhi], beating a bull across the mountain, a sword, but Lin Bei Chen's wrist and arm are obviously to be abolished-at least during the ten-day qualifier time, Lin Beichen's wrist was abolished, making his swordplay impossible.

Hold a little baby, so deliberately so deep.

"Hehe, where the teacher said, I just talked with Lin a little bit."

Tao Tao Wancheng is not humble or excessive.

"Do you need such a heavy hand?"

Ku Ding Sanshi said coldly.

Tong Tao Wancheng smiled slightly, saying with a gun, "I just shot it casually. I just didn't expect that the chief student of the third college was so vulnerable."

Speaking of which, he looked at Lin Beichen with a smile, and said, "Mr. Lin, did you get the glory of the second year middle school champion of the third year of the third college by hiding behind the training? Babies who have not yet been weaned will always hide in their mother's arms, huh, huh, I heard that you have a perfect score in literary exams and martial arts swordsmanship is outstanding.

San Ding Sanshi said, broken.

Zhe Lin Beichen, where the prodigal son can stand such a shock.

Don't be fooled.

He was about to appease Lin Beichen.

at this time--

呵 "Oh, Tao Wancheng, are you bullying again? Really lost the face of our National Royal Junior College."

Another relatively pleasing voice came.

He is a noble young man with a slender figure, white and elegant appearance, black hair, but with a trace of natural curls, slowly coming over, surrounded by another group of young people.

The gentleman glanced at Wu Xiaofang lightly and said to Tao Wancheng with a smile: "Master Tao, I have reminded you how many times, in the future, I will collect a little less garbage. How are you, the head of our Royal Junior College, how to pick people? His vision is still so bad. "

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Thank you Tian Yushi for her great support.