Minutes and seconds passed.

There was silence in the first arena.

The deadline for the start of the battle between heaven and man is getting closer and closer.

Yu Shibei pressed a city by himself, and the momentum was exuding, and the power of the sky was poured, so that more than 600,000 Beihai people could not breathe.

And Lin Beichen has not yet appeared.

"It's not like I'm afraid of death and flee without a fight, right?"

In the VIP box, [Flying Sand Celestial] Sha Santong teased intentionally or unintentionally, but released a certain signal and attitude.

Xiao Ye raised his eyebrows, his face showed indignation, and he was about to speak.

Old Lady Xiao coughed softly.

Xiao Ye's thick eyebrows furrowed, and he endured it and did not refute.

"Brother Lin won't run away. ”

Another voice sounded, but it was the Seventh Prince with his neck crooked, under the gaze of everyone, the prince, who was crowned a prince only a few days ago, said word by word: "Although he is a little cynical many times, but under the exaggerated and absurd style of acting, it is his iron bones and arrogant demeanor, and he will never escape." ”

"Oh, little cripple. ”

[Flying Sand Celestial] Sha Santong sneered, showing disdain.

In the VIP box, many Beihai nobles showed shame and indignation on their faces, and Sha Santong's words were no different from humiliating the Beihai royal family.

Compared with the [God War Celestial] Ji Wushuang and the [Halberd Celestial] Lu Xin from the top empire, Sha Santong from the small country of quicksand seems rude and arrogant, which many people have learned in the past period of time.

It's just that I didn't expect him to behave so blatantly today.

The Seven Princes' angry eyes erupted with fire, and the blue tendons in the shape of a tic-tac-toe on their foreheads were bulging, staring at Sha Santong deadly, who looked at each other with a reckless face, and even said the word 'waste' silently again, with a provocative look that was undisguised.

"Father's ......"

The six-year-old daughter had a keen instinct for danger, and she didn't know exactly what was going on, but she instinctively tugged at her father's sleeve.

The Seventh Prince took a deep breath and did not speak again.

Lin Beichen, Lin Beichen, this time, you must fight for a breath.

He tightened his teeth and held his daughter in his arms.

Sha Santong's gaze swept over the little girl who was carved in pink and jade, flashing a trace of cruelty.

Born in a small country, he rarely had such an opportunity to become an envoy in the Central Empire Alliance, in his opinion, this should have been an opportunity for him to recklessly exploit and oppress, but the performance of the Beihai Empire made him very dissatisfied.

This small means of insulting the other party's royal family made him feel one

A hint of pleasure.

However, when this battle between heaven and man was over, he didn't mind using a little other, more ruthless means, to teach the Beihai people a lesson.

While!

Dangdang!

The long bell of Qingyue rang over the first arena.

Here it comes.

This is the bell of the countdown to the 'Heaven and Man Life and Death Battle'.

After the ten long bells rang, the battle officially began.

Bell after bell sounded as if it were striking heavily on the hearts of every Beihai people, shaking their heartstrings wildly.

Why not come yet?

Why hasn't the imperial hero Lin Beichen shown up yet?

At this moment, whether it was in the First Arena, in the capital, in other provinces, and in front of the Xuanjing big screen on the front line of the Northern Frontier, every Beihai person was waiting anxiously.

When ——!

Eighth tone.

When ——!

Ninth tone.

On the first stage of Fengyun, there is still only Yu Shibei.

The hearts of all Beihai people are hanging in their throats.

You won't come, will you?

The so-called concern is chaos.

This thought is irrepressibly popping up in everyone's hearts.

When ——!

The last bell rang.

Yu Shibei, who had been standing in the ring with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

At that moment, it was as if two sharp arrows shot out of her eyes, piercing the void.

"You're finally here. ”

Her voice reverberated clearly in everyone's ears.

And that's when --

Shout!

A green sword light hung down from the sky.

As if it was the light of creation that cut off the turbidity that separated the heavens and the earth when the heavens and the earth were first divided, this sword directly cut through the void above the first arena.

To everyone, the picture in the field of vision seems to be a piece of cloth, torn apart by this sudden and stunning sword.

The waves of qi visible to the naked eye, like separated sea water, rolled towards both sides of the sword light.

What Jian Guang was referring to was Yu Shibei.

This Aurora Divine Shot, who had been cultivating on the Qunima Gobi for decades, suddenly broke the hairband on the top of his head at this moment, and his long chestnut hair scattered and burst out like a waterfall!

A trace flashed on Yu Shibei's face

Heterochromia.

The moment he raised his hand, the [Polar God Weeping Bow] had already appeared in his hand.

Slender fingers swiped lightly.

Airplanes!

A sudden tremor of the bowstring appeared.

Between the trembling sounds, a strange power burst out.

Rumble!

In the sky above the first stage of Fengyun, the sky-breaking sword that seemed to be cut down from above the nine heavens, the green sword light paused slightly, and then continued to press down, and suddenly burst open at a height of twenty meters from the ring!

The terrifying energy distorted the void.

Green and silver air bursts out.

Fortunately, at this moment, the guardian formation of Fengyun No. 1 had been completely opened, and the light orange shield suddenly enveloped the ring within a radius of thousands of meters, causing the turbulent and terrifying energy turbulence to be contained in the ring, and did not affect the crowd watching the battle around the stands.

At this moment, everyone had a sense of horror with their hair standing on end.

No one thought that such a terrifying and amazing scene would happen at the moment when the last bell rang.

In the ring.

When the energy flow of the riot gradually calmed down, more than 600,000 eyes finally saw that Lin Beichen, dressed in white, appeared in the ring.

Under the sun, the black-haired peerless beautiful boy was as handsome as ink, perfect and almost unreal, as if he was a divine son who descended from the divine realm with the sword just now.

There was a brief silence.

Immediately after, there was a volcanic eruption.

At this moment, the 600,000 Beihai people in the stands could no longer contain the excitement in their hearts, and jumped wildly.

The kind of hope pinning all hopes on the appearance of a certain person, waiting left and right for this person just not to appear, when the emotional tension of waiting is about to turn into disappointment, that person finally stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds and appeared, the first arena of more than 600,000 Beihai people, this time clearly and thoroughly felt.

Their emotions, at this moment, exploded uncontrollably.

The enthusiasm in the first arena is like a volcano erupting.

Lin Beichen had a smile on his face that he had already contacted hundreds of times.

He pretended to be natural and waved to the spectators in the stands.

So the cheers were louder and wilder.

"You're late. ”

Yu Shibei's eyes were sharp, and he looked at Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen waved to the audience and said as a matter of course: "Aren't the real main names the finale? Only the supporting roles can't wait to appear on the stage." ”