"Be careful!"

Zhao Zhuoyan was shocked and reminded loudly.

He subconsciously pulled Lin Beichen and pulled him back.

Zhao Wuyang, who was on the side, drew his sword out of the sheath for the first time, and dodged in front of Lin Beichen.

Everyone knows that Lin Beichen is a god.

And before the cultivation of divine arts soared to the sky, there was a period of 'weakness'.

This man and woman don't know where they came from, but they don't care about it, and they are going to kill people, which is simply arrogant.

Bite!

A flash of sword light erupted.

Puff puff!

Bloodshot flying.

Zhao Wuyang snorted in pain and staggered back.

He is also a little master, he has gone out to practice, and he has rich combat experience, but at the moment of fighting, the long sword in his hand has been shaken away, and he didn't react to what was going on, and a blood mark was stabbed on his left and right cheeks and forehead, which was directly broken, and three blood streams flowed directly down the wound, instantly staining Zhao Wuyang's face.

"Son......

Zhao Zhuoyan was shocked and angry.

"I'm fine......"

Zhao Wuyang wiped a handful of blood from his face and bared his teeth in pain.

"What you don't know whether you live or die, in front of me, dare to stand out?"

The mean-looking woman sneered and said, "These three scars, let you know, in the future, before you have a better memory and stand out for others, think about whether you have that ability, otherwise, be careful of your life." ”

Zhao Zhuoyan was originally a person with a strong sense of words, but at this time, seeing that his son who had worked hard to cultivate was directly broken, he trembled with anger, and said: "Come on, come on, take this shrew down for me." ”

Whoosh!

The guards of the Qianli Chamber of Commerce next to him rushed out directly.

"Look for death. ”

The woman snorted coldly and drew her sword again.

The sword light flickered.

"Ah......h

"My hands, my hands!"

"It's not good, retreat. ”

Amid the screams and screams, blood splattered.

More than a dozen guards fell down in an instant.

Some of them were picked off and their tendons were broken.

Some were pierced in the palms.

Others had their knees shattered.

Such an injury is not fatal, but it requires heavy treatment.

And once the treatment is improper, it is very likely to leave sequelae, and half of the martial arts cultivation will be wasted.

For the warriors who eat the bowl of rice guarded by bodyguards, it is equivalent to cutting off the future and smashing the job.

This woman is ruthless and vicious.

"How dare a small businessman besiege me?"

The woman sneered, stared at Zhao Zhuoyan, and said, "Miss Ben remembers you, hehe, the Thousand Miles Chamber of Commerce, right? There is no need to exist...... You will soon understand what kind of disaster awaits you. ”

Zhao Zhuoyan's heart was shocked.

At this time, he vaguely realized that there was trouble.

This woman is young but her swordsmanship is so amazing, she has no scruples to shoot, and her tone is crazy, she must have a big background.

It's broken.

Provoked a powerful character.

"Slut!"

Lin Beichen also saw Zhao Zhuoyan's fear, took a step forward, patted him lightly on the shoulder, motioned him to step back, and sneered: "Have you eaten?

The mean woman was suddenly furious, stared at Lin Beichen, and said, "Little bastard, you dare to scold me?"

Lin Beichen sneered: "It's light to scold you......"

He turned his head and said to Zhao Zhuoyan: "President Zhao, take Linglang quickly, and these big brothers of the guards, go to the temple to heal, and all the expenses will be covered by me." "The temple has spirit dates and spirit springs, for this kind of hard injury, as long as it is sent in time, it can be cured, so as to avoid being like Yue Hongxiang, because of being delayed, the wound will scarred and be disfigured.

"But ......"

Zhao Zhuoyan saw that this man and woman had a lot of backgrounds, and he was afraid that Lin Beichen would suffer alone, although he had the intention of retreating, he was still worried about Lin Beichen.

"It's okay, I'll deal with it here. ”

Lin Beichen Road.

Although he is cowardly, although he picks, he has the bottom line of being a man.

The young man and woman obviously came at themselves, and the father and son of the Zhao family kindly helped to provoke each other.

At this time, you can't be a turtle with a shrunken head.

"Hahahaha......"

At this time, the young man, who had been silent, suddenly burst into laughter.

"Tai Xuemei didn't kill you today, it's already a great favor, leaving a little mark and a little bit of cripple, it's already considered to spare you, and you still want to heal your injuries? ”

The young man was covered in dark red flames, and his scorching aura soared.

Flame Mystery attribute.

Great Martial Master Realm Realm.

The onlookers suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

But they were all angry.

Hurting others, resulting in disfigurement and disability, is it considered a favor?

Still not allowing others to heal?

Crazy, right?

Even Lin Beichen, who was brain-dead in the previous [Pure Street Tiger] state, was not arrogant to this extent.

And Lin Beichen finally couldn't help it at this time.

"Fuck, where did the two wild dogs come from, and they dare to pretend to be forced in front of my first gentleman in Yunmeng City?"

He scolded: "Is the great martial artist amazing? A great master like Bai Haiqin was also hammered out of by Lao Tzu, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead...... President Zhao, you can send someone to the temple for treatment now, I want to see if these two sluts can still bite me?"

"You're looking for death. ”

The mean-faced woman was furious and drew her sword again. Lin Beichen sneered.

Without further ado, he directly downloaded the [German Sword], held it with one hand, and slashed with his backhand.

Although the Xuan Qi cultivation has temporarily fallen sharply, the strength of his physical body is still at its peak.

What's more, it's still a 'reverse blood technique'.

The faint color of blood all over his body was pervasive, as if it was burning.

This sword does not carry any bells and whistles, contains ten thousand powers, and directly slashes towards the head of the mean woman.

Snort!

A strange whistling sound sounded.

Lin Beichen's terrifying physical strength coupled with the weight, volume, and power of the sword was like splitting the waves of the sea, splitting out translucent qi waves visible to the naked eye, and the blade of the sword rubbed against sparks.

"Hehe, you ...... of such a superficial swordsmanship"

The mean-faced woman was sneering, but halfway through her words, her complexion suddenly changed wildly.

Because she found that Lin Beichen's eyes were burning with madness, and he actually adopted a lose-lose style.

His own sword, of course, can carve a flower on Lin Beichen's face first.

But the sword of this little bastard could split her in half in half in the next instant.

Especially the hideous and angry look on Lin Beichen's face, which made her instantly snatch it.

You can't fight hard.

At the last moment, she suddenly remembered that this little bastard was rumored to be a brain-dead, and he could do all kinds of crazy things.

The fighting spirit dissipated.

She withdrew her sword and sealed it.

But in the next moment, she immediately understood what a wrong decision she had made.

Boom!

A cacophony of metallic resonance rang out.

Then I looked at the long sword in the hand of the young woman with a mean face, which was split into a big depression, cracks all over the sword body, and at the same time, the sword body trembled at high frequency, like a panicked python that was eager to escape, and this kind of trembling fluctuation was transmitted to the palm of the woman holding the sword, and the blood mist burst out in an instant, and the clothes of the entire right arm burst into flames with a bang......

"Ugh!"

The woman snorted and staggered back three or four steps.

I saw that her face was flushed one after another, the cyan Xuan Qi flickered wildly, her throat stirred, and she was forced to suppress five or six breaths of time, and in the end, there was still no one to live, wow, she opened her mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow!

"Sister Tai, are you okay?"

The young man next to him was stunned, obviously not expecting that a divine favor who had lost his Xuan Qi would still have such combat power.

He hurriedly reached out and pressed it on the woman's back to heal her wounds.

Lin Beichen held his sword and sneered: "I thought how strong I was, but he was just a third-level martial artist, and he dared to pretend to be forced in front of me." ”

In terms of pretending, he was not afraid of anyone.

It's just that these two wild dogs, what is the origin?

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The first update.