It turned out that this was not a gun.

It's an arrow.

A large silver arrow.

It was used as a spear by the Pope of the Temple of Feathers.

So, what about the bow?

Lin Beichen curiously wanted to touch the body of Pope Yu catching fish again......

"Enough. ”

An angry shout came from the white flying boat.

But it was the [Aurora First Marksman] Su Dingfang couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted: "Pope Lin, life and death in the ring battle, but you have already won, why use such means to insult the body of the Pope of my Feather Temple? This is not what your generation of Pope should do." ”

Lin Beichen looked at Su Dingfang.

Then he said slowly: "Stupid." ”

After speaking, he went to touch the corpse of Yu and catch fish.

This silver giant arrow is so stylish, the material is good, and it doesn't seem to be a mortal thing, so there must be a matching divine bow, right?

"Lin Beichen, you deceive people too much. ”

Prince Rao Shiyu was deep in thought, and he couldn't help but drink at this time.

Looking at the corpse of his own Pope, being manipulated like this, the other Aurora Empire powerhouses only felt blood rushing into their brains.

"Kill him. ”

"Let's go together. ”

"Look at how much strength he has left......"

On the white flying boat, dozens of strong men in the army in armor were carried away by anger, and they shot directly and rushed out of the white flying boat desperately, the bowstring trembled in mid-air, and countless flying arrows shot towards Lin Beichen like a storm......

"Don't ......"

Prince Yu exclaimed.

But it was too late.

"Go back. ”

On the Falling Star Cliff, Lin Beichen didn't even look up.

The arrow containing the anger of the aurora archery powerhouse immediately obediently flew back.

Puff~!

In mid-air, patches of blood mist rose.

The strong man who shot was instantly shot into powder by his own arrows, and his blood filled the void.

Instant kill.

There is no suspense.

"Is it too much to deceive?"

Lin Beichen, who did not find a matching divine bow on Yu Yuyu, raised his head a little disappointed, looked at the angry eyes of Prince Yu and others, and asked word by word: "When you went south, trampled on the land of my Beihai, captured the cities of my Beihai, killed the warriors of my Beihai, and insulted the people of my Beihai, did you ever think about what it means to bully people too much?"

Facing Lin Beichen's questioning, Prince Yu suddenly panicked inexplicably in his heart.

He forcibly argued, "Yes...... It's war, that's not the same ......"

"Heh......"

Lin Beichen interrupted with a sneer, and said, "War? According to what you mean, as long as it is war, killing and insulting are justified, right? Then why haven't you Aurora people realized it yet, and today's battle of Falling Star Cliff is also a war?"

"This ...... No, this is a contest, a battle between heaven and man......"

Prince Yu subconsciously wanted to argue forcibly.

"What? The killing you start is a war, and the killing I start is not a war?"

Lin Beichen carried a mace, as if he was looking at the brain-dead, and looked at the people on the white flying boat.

"Don't you think you're being too hypocritical?"

"My friend Han Buying, he is also a warrior, his father is a warrior, his grandfather is also a warrior, they all died in this damn war in your mouth......"

"When they died, their corpses were trampled into pulp, their ears may have been cut off and hung on the Aurora's quiver as trophies, and their heads were cut off and piled up to become a kyokan to show off your strength......"

"You who claim to be from the bitter cold land, have been accompanied by bows and arrows since childhood, and are proud to be able to ride, shoot, and kill, when you kill mercilessly and bloodily, have you ever thought of giving a little respect to those Beihai warriors who protect their relatives in their hometown?"

"Now, your people are wounded, dead, and lost in the war, and they feel the pain?"

"At this time, do you want the dignity of the deceased and the dignity of the strong?"

"You guys, are you worthy?"

Lin Beichen carried his bloody big stick, and his eyes were cold as if they were carved out of ten thousand years of Xuanbing little by little.

During this time, he was in a bad mood.

The capital is broken, and many people I knew in the past have died, such as Yuan Wenjun, such as the classmates of the Federation......

The capital was retracted, and the woman who came to the world's most intimate body died—of course, it could be said that he was asleep, deepening his parting anxiety......

The empire is restored, but he came into this world, and his best same-sex friend can never come back, and he must continue to fight where he died.

Bad emotions can accumulate.

What others saw was his heroic posture of spreading his wings and soaring for nine days.

But no one noticed the small grievances and bad emotions that had accumulated in his heart.

Learning martial arts can't save everyone.

The North Sea Empire, it's all me in C!

Now, I need to vent.

So, don't fucking talk to me about bullying too much.

Lin Beichen's emotions became angry.

This kind of anger, like a contagious plague, instantly made everyone on the white flying boat and the black Xuange feel it.

At this moment, they all trembled.

It was as if a herd of goats and pigs were prostrate on the ground facing a fierce tiger roaring angrily, they trembled, their strands trembled, their faces pale, and the cold current from the tail vertebrae down the spine to the heavenly spirit cover, about to lift their heads away.

They were silent.

They bowed their heads.

They didn't dare to say anything more.

The Aurora shoots three million, and I need to bow my head when I meet me.

"Three wins in five games, you guys, you've already lost. ”

Lin Beichen took a long breath, sneered, and looked at Prince Yu.

The latter took a few steps back, his lips were dry, and his voice was even drier: "Yes, we lost, we ......"

In this battle of national fortunes, they have already lost.

Lost badly.

Go down in flames.

In the whole process, I did not see the slightest possibility of turning defeat into victory.

"However, the five rounds are not over yet......"

Lin Beichen interrupted directly.

His eyes were sparkling, not at all

The disguised killing intent is like substance.

The wind swept over the Falling Star Cliff, and the clouds shattered.

Lin Beichen suddenly laughed again, and said word by word: "My words count, if I say that I kill your whole family, I must kill your whole family, and if I say that I have played five rounds, I must play five rounds, and one less game is not considered a five-game game...... There are two left, who of you is coming?"

Prince Yu froze.

Everyone in the Aurora Empire was also stunned.

What do you mean?

Two more fights?

In other words, does this demon have to kill two more powerhouses of the Aurora Empire before he is willing?

The shadow of death instantly enveloped everyone on the white flying boat.

They never imagined that one day, the mighty Imperial army would be threatened by one man and one stick, and they still had no way to fight back.

Silent.

Accept humiliation in silence.

In the midst of humiliation, one can only remain silent.

Lin Beichen carried a big stick and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, hahaha, hahahaha......"

The laughter was like a sharp arrow, shooting into the heart of the Aurora people, who are known as the best at shooting, piercing the blood.

"I'll come. ”

A young Aurora Empire archer blushed, gritted his teeth, and strode out.

This is a very handsome young man.

The silver bright light armor of the Aurora Empire's [Divine Shooting Battalion] was extremely brilliant on his body.

The helmet with feathered arrows painted on the silver wire outline sets him off like the absolute hero of the legendary story.

He is young, brave, enthusiastic and responsible.

It seems to condense all the beauty of the Aurora people.

It's a big deal, it's just a death.

It is also necessary to let the people of Beihai know that the sound of the longbow trembling in the Land of Aurora will never disappear because of fear.

The young man forcibly dispelled the fear in his heart, summoned all his courage, and stared at Lin Beichen firmly.

But—

"Are you worthy?"

Lin Beichen also stared at him and asked word by word.

What is your identity, what strength, what status, are you worthy of stepping on the Falling Star Cliff and fighting with me?

The young shooter's face instantly froze.

His handsome face was bruised and bruised, his nostrils were bursting with white gas, and he was furious like a bull who had suddenly snatched his mate during mating......

But in the end, the only remaining reason still told: unworthy.

He didn't deserve to fight the man on the Falling Star Cliff.

It's like a firefly that doesn't deserve to compete with Haori.

It's no longer a question of whether you die or not.

It's a matter of pattern.

Although he was about to explode in anger, he could only slowly retreat.

Maybe in the future he is qualified to fight this teenager.

But that was later.

Not today.

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It's getting ahead of schedule, and it doesn't feel like it will be long before the four watches, good night everyone.

This chapter 888, I wish you all the way.