Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

"His Royal Highness..."

　　 When Bishop Rong saw this, his soul was flying away.

　　 If this sister-in-law's grandmother died in front of him, then the believers in his own line would be dead.

　　 "Princess."

　　 "Your Highness."

"the host……"

　　 There are different strange shouts around.

　　 Dozens of figures surging with strong profound energy fluctuations all over, rushed towards the half-collapsed handsome platform like crazy.

　　If this girl is allowed to die here, Xihaiting doesn't know how many royal people will fall on their heads, and the corpses will be full.

　　 "Get down."

　　 There was a crisp, majestic drink.

　　 A blue halo burst out.

　　 The figure rushing over, only felt that a powerful force of imperial imperial power came head-on, and his figure flew out uncontrollably.

　　 On the handsome stage, Lin Beichen's white figure flickered, pulling back.

　　 Lin Beichen looked down at the sword in his hand.

　　 only half is left.

　　 The part two feet below the tip of the sword disappeared without a trace.

　　 He looked up at the girl sitting in the wheelchair at the top of the semi-collapsed handsome platform, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

　　 Just now, a sword stabbed the girl who was suspected to be the commander in command. She was so **** that she thought it was a hit.

　　 But only then did he realize that what had fallen to the ground was not blood at all.

　　 But it turned out that the moment the blade touched the girl's eyebrows, it was melted directly into crimson molten steel and iron, and fell to the ground by a strangely hot power.

　　 What a terrible fire force.

　　 Celestial level?

　　 Lin Beichen feels strange, the so-called water and fire are incompatible, there are even high-level sea clan cultivating fire profound energy?

　　 The sound of footsteps around.

　　 Countless sea clan powerhouses, warlocks, surrounded one after another.

　　 "Get down."

　　 The girl in the wheelchair waved her hand.

　　 The sea clan powerhouses who surrounded them suddenly stopped and retreated.

　　 The girl is on the handsome stage, overlooking Lin Beichen.

Her long black hair is combed into a bun, and she wears a golden crown of purple coral, revealing a smooth and full forehead. In her big and energetic eyes, there are maturity and coldness that are not commensurate with her age, a handsome nose, red and tender. Her lips, the corners of her mouth slightly pursed, and her slightly thin cheeks...Each facial features look very delicate on their own, but when paired with the thick and neat eyebrows, the whole person's momentum suddenly becomes Proud, noble and stubborn.

　　 Lin Beichen met the girl's gaze and felt a hint of danger.

Except for the invisible shape of the legs covered by the blanket, there are no traces of the sea in the other parts of the girl’s body. In comparison, she looks more like a human girl, but look at her dress and surroundings. Lin Beichen can be sure of the reactions of the sea clan powerhouses. She is definitely the decision maker in the camp.

　　 "Lin Beichen?"

　　 The girl spoke, in the Mandarin of the Beihai Empire without dialects.

　　 has a condescending sense of conquest in his tone.　　 It seems that the superior king is questioning his courtiers.

　　 Lin Beichen smiled crookedly, and said in a frivolous tone: "Little sister, who are your children? Why are you in a wheelchair at a young age? Are you disabled?"

　　 "Presumptuous."

　　 "Boldly..."

　　 There was a sound of cursing all around.

　　Especially a hundred seahorse guards in red armor, breathing fire in their eyes.

　　The wheelchair girl wrinkled her eyebrows slightly and said, "As a deity, with such frivolous language, are you not afraid of breaking your feathers?"

　　 "As a sea clan, practising fire technique, are you not afraid that the sea **** will blow your dog head?"

　　 Lin Beichen asked.

　　He quietly followed the surrounding situation.

　　 Actually, he should have left long ago.

　　 Go deep into the tiger den to assassinate the enemy chieftain. If you miss a hit, you should immediately flee thousands of miles away.

　　 Lin Beichen thought so at the beginning.

　　 But I don’t know why. Seeing this girl in a wheelchair, he seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, trying to figure out the identity of this girl, but he has not left.

　　 "Who said that the Sea Clan can't practice fire art?"

The girl sneered, with contempt between her eyebrows, and said: "Sure enough, she is an unlearned dude. She doesn't understand such ordinary principles. She's still **** before the battle, Lin Beichen, I'm actually very curious, my trash Father, how did you receive you as a disciple."

"what did you say?"

　　 Lin Beichen was shocked: "Are you...Lao Ding's daughter?"

　　 He was distracted, and suddenly felt a red glow in his eyes.

　　嗤!

　　 A red ray, oncoming.

Lin Beichen moved with his thoughts, and only felt his shoulders numb. When he looked down after shifting his position, he saw a scorched blood mark on his left shoulder, deep in the bone, and the red blood streak, like venom, went deeper toward the wound. Spread rapidly...

　　 "My father said, you are his pride."

　　The wheelchair girl had a cold expression and made no secret of her dislike for Lin Beichen, saying: "Kill you, see how proud he is."

　　 Damn.

　　 What a scheming little bitch.

　　 actually played a sneak attack.

　　 "Are you really my master's daughter?"

　　 Lin Beichen carefully looked at the wheelchair girl, and if he forced the association, he really found some similarities with the master and the teacher's five senses... However, the difference in temperament is too great.

　　 "You still have to worry about where you will be buried after you die."

　　The slender hand of the wheelchair girl wiped with white silk, then slowly put on white gloves, stacked up and down on the blanket on her legs, and said faintly: "The body is poisoned by fire, and the heavens cannot resist..."

　　 In her eyes looking at Lin Beichen, the color of disgust faded away, as if she was looking at a dead person.

　　 "Oh Huh?"

　　 Lin Beichen opened his mouth and sprayed a silver flame directly.

　　 The small fire of the spirit of the innate realm swept through the wound, and instantly removed the blood poisoning power.

　　 "Little Junior Sister, your method is not good."

　　 He raised his hand and threw himself a water ring technique.

　　 The blue light flashed.

　　 The wound healed instantly.

"Ok?"

　　A strange color flashed in the eyes of the wheelchair girl: "I looked down on you."

　　 Lin Beichen waved his hand and said, "Little Junior Sister, you seem to have a big misunderstanding of me. Why don't we find an opportunity to talk about it at night and have a deeper exchange?"

　　 "No need."

　　The wheelchair girl refused in disgust.

　　 Lin Beichen asked again: "Oh, yes, how are you, Master and Madam?"

　　The wheelchair girl didn't want to answer again.

　　 She gently took off her gloves.

　　 In the palm of the palm, three flares flicker like a pattern.

　　 A touch of evil power flows from the palm of his hand.

　　 Lin Beichen saw this, knowing that it would be useless to communicate further, hahaha laughed: "Little sister, you are not good at all, be careful, brother, I will spank you... Wait for me, I will come out..."

　　 The voice did not fall.

　　 was like an iron block sinking into the sea, sinking into the soil below in a flash, disappearing.

　　 Boom!

The wheelchair girl volleyed her palm and bombarded the location where Lin Beichen was before. Suddenly, a burnt palm print with a hundredfold magnification appeared on the ground. The crimson and enchanting fire flickered, actually directly igniting the frozen soil, and the fire quickly went underground. It spread, and in a blink of an eye, a bottomless pit in the shape of a palm print was burned out.

　　 But Lin Beichen was already breathless.

　　 "Her strength is so terrifying?"

Bishop Rong 　　 suppressed his injuries forcibly, his face showed incredible horror.

　　 This mixed-blood princess, who was suppressed in the eyes of Ku Shuihai under the Xihai Ting Sea God's Temple, had such a terrifying cultivation level?

　　 Didn't she say that she... is a useless person?

　　 This is clearly the cultivation level of the second-level Celestial Realm.

　　 Bishop Rong shuddered.

　　 The red-armored seahorse knight guard looked at the girl with a look of worship and respect in his eyes.

　　 The girl looked at the deep hole in the palm print on the ground, her expression indifferent, she sighed for a long time, and slowly put on the white gloves again.

　　 "The order, thirty slaves, all soldiers, sleepless, siege the city day and night."

　　 "Let the eleven tribes of the Zhong Clan and the six tribes of the Shang Clan, lead the army to bypass the great city of Chaohui, attack the hinterland of Fengyu Province, within three days, occupy the whole province of Fengyu Province, I want to make Chaohui City an isolated city."

　　 "The warlock of the Silver Tribunal accompanied."

　　 "The military order is like a mountain, and those who violate the order will punish the whole family."

　　 The girl's voice is sonorous, her will is like iron and cannot be violated.

"Yes."

　　The surrounding sea clan powerhouses knelt under the black pressure.

　　 Including the eight-hole mask sea clan celestial powerhouse and eight celebrities fish clan warlocks who just arrived.