Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The only flaw in Bai Yunyun's character is that he likes adventure too much.

Do things often without regard to consequences.

After a check, Liu Qihai was relieved and nodded towards Chu Chen and Pan Weimin, indicating that it was not a big deal, and he quickly took him to the infirmary for treatment.

"Four people, three have tried and one is left."

Cao Potian's eyes finally locked on Lin Beichen, and said, "You are not open, are you afraid? The first genius of the second grade, Ding Sanshi's proud disciple, even a few years younger than you Isn't that a bad girl? "

Lin Beichen laughed: "Oh, your real goal, Cao Potian, your real goal is actually me? You are just a villain who forgot his ancestors and climbed to Baiyun City, only a few years ago , Ca n’t wait to come back and show off, just like a clown jumping clown, do n’t you think it's ridiculous? ”

"what did you say?"

Cao Cao's complexion changed greatly, and his eyes were angry.

最大 The biggest black spot in his life is that he betrayed Ding Sanshi and turned to Bai Haiqin.

What I hate most is that people say this in person.

He was no different from hitting his face in public.

"I say……"

Lin Beichen took a few steps forward, spreading his momentum and revealing his sneer, sneer: "You Cao Potian, in the eyes of Yunmeng Swordsmen, is just a jumping beam clown, why show off? Well, you can send it. If I receive an invitation, even if I move even one step, I lose. "

Everyone's face in the Honor Sword Museum changed.

Then the tone is too loud.

Everyone sees Han's unfulfilled experience before.

Although Lin Lin Beichen is the first day of second grade, compared with Han's third grade senior, even if the combat power is higher, it is not higher than there.

接 Have invitations, do not move?

"Hahahaha!"

Cao Potian laughed and looked up: "It turns out that there are really crazy people like you who don't talk amazingly. For the sake of fame, you dare to say anything, Lin Beichen, do you know What does your word mean? "

Chen Lin Beichen ticked his fingers: "What a nonsense. You can post."

This is what Han said just now.

He said it on purpose.

In Han's uncompromising eyes, a hint of warm color appeared.

Because he can see, this is Lin Beichen's anger for him.

but……

Can I really catch it?

Lu Chuchen and others also had twinkling in their eyes.

Lin Linchen's shameless face-lifting people certainly made them feel very, very cool.

But it's not enough to talk big.

If you ca n’t catch it, you will be beaten harder on the face.

Cao Potian's eyes were overflowing, and he did not conceal his hostility, sneering: "Okay, since you want to humiliate yourself, then I will complete you." The voice of the voice fell.

Huh!

Another red invitation in his palm, slowly floating out.

一次 This time, invitations are slower.

But the strange howling sound is more harsh.

The airflow around the invitation can be seen by the naked eye, spinning like a spray.

Tan Chuhen and others changed their color.

Everyone can see that this time, Cao Potian used a stronger force.

If Han ’s invitation was not negative before, and he had such a terrible power, then he was afraid that he was not just spitting blood and falling, but his arm was broken.

Seeing badly, Chu Chuchen was afraid that Lin Beichen would be injured and was about to interrupt.

But at this moment, I saw Lin Beichen step forward and reached out his hand and said, "Come."

The next moment, everyone saw a flower.

I saw that the invitation suddenly disappeared in the sky without warning.

Then a bright red rose in the palm of Lin Beichen's palm.

Not that invitation, what is it?

"It's just a small piece of paper ... an invitation, which should have been written by a gentleman and respectfully presented. It represents character and politeness, but is like a clown you can't wait to be Yaowu Yangwei's showpiece, haha, Cao Potian, you really have a long face for Baiyun City. "

Chen Lin Beichen said lightly, opening the invitation.

'Fifteenth night, Yuehua is full of sky. ’

‘On the top of Lingfu, one sword passes through Xuan’.

The invitation received by Xun and Chu Hen is exactly the same.

The difference is the pattern on the invitation, and some veins.

Kun Chuhen was one of the twelve for the Kendo masters in Yunmeng City, and this one was one of the twelve for the young generation of kendo geniuses in the city.

Cao Caotian stiffened in place.

Shock on handsome face, hard to hide.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

What happened at that moment?

Why did the invitation suddenly reach Lin Beichen's hands?

Is it the mysterious mystery released in the legend?

That is something that only martial art masters who have reached the realm of the big martial arts can do.

Zhe Lin Beichen is just a junior college student. How could this be achieved?

The trainees such as Chu Hen and Pan Weimin were all scared.

They didn't figure out what exactly happened at that moment, but it didn't prevent the extreme excitement from appearing on their faces.

Because Lin Beichen boasted about Haikou, he really did.

I really did not move, so I accepted the invitation.

Cool!

I looked at Cao Potian's face with a sense of superiority, showing the astonishment of containment. They were like San Futian eating iced fruit, and it was so refreshing that it turned from the tail bone to the Tianling cover.

"Is there anything else to say?"

Lin Lin Beichen looked at Cao Potian.

The latter suffocated for a moment.

Lin Beichen also said, "Speaking of which, my strength is not as good as Han's life, so I can accept your invitation at will. Hehe, we can see that Han Han, just now, was only careless. Insidious secrets. You only deserve to use this kind of trail means to overcast people. "

"Nonsense, but I do."

Cao was furious.

Lin Beichen sneered, without concealing his uncle, directly interrupting: "Well, it's useless to say more, I did it. If you want to send a third invitation, I won't mind. Although The paper is a bit stiff, but after all, it's expensive, and it's not too uncomfortable to rub it for rubbing.

"you……"

Cao Cao broke his mentality.

He instantly felt an urge to stab Lin Beichen with his sword.

But the deep-seated reason still held him back.

This is the site of the Third College.

The three giants and a dozen lessons, plus a deep-seated Lin Beichen-this little mess, after all, is the person Ding Sanshi chose, deep in the heart of Cao Po, for the one who once brought himself on The way of Kendo, and the old man who found out his Kendo constitution, still has some awe.

If you really fight, you may lose yourself if you do n’t make sense.

"Lin Beichen, don't be too proud of yourself."

Cao Caotian forced a breath in his heart.

He sneered: "Since the invitation has been received, please go to the appointment on time. Hey, there are more real tests waiting for you on the night of the sword test. At that time, the test was real strength and sword skills, and It's not something that pretends to be a ghost, and hope that by then you will be as proud as you are now. "

Lin Beichen yelled back: "Yes? I am looking forward to it. I also hope that at that time, you will rely on your true ability to speak, instead of decorating your facade with the prestige of Baiyun City as it is now. You look shallow and ignorant and pitiful. "

Cao Caotian heard the words, almost spitting old blood out three feet away.

This Lin Beichen, his mouth is too poisonous.

"Farewell."

He turned and left.

I didn't want to stay here for a moment.

青 Li Qingxuan's face showed a touch of softness, and he secretly gave Lin Beichen a thumbs up, then turned and took other Education Department officials away.

The atmosphere in the Honor Sword Hall became instantly lively.

好 "Good boy, how did you do it just now?"

Wu Chuchen asked with joy.

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