Seeing this face, a name, instantly popped up in the minds of many martial arts masters.

【Wandering Sword】Qu Chuxiao.

Among the four major sword slaves under Wei Mingchen's seat, he ranked second.

The cultivation of the sixth-level martial arts grandmaster level is only one step away from the great grandmaster.

The pale cyan wind system of Xuan Qi flowed and flickered, condensed but not emitted, but the coercion formed made the surrounding people feel like a prison, trembling, as if they were about to kneel to the ground.

Chu Zhen and the other three people bore the brunt of the attack, and immediately felt as if a big mountain was falling head-on, and as if it was a boundless tsunami impacting, and a great terror involuntarily arose in their hearts.

In that moment, they all felt the urge to turn away from it.

But—

Of course, it cannot be returned.

The three of them had to forcibly urge Xuan Qi to resist to the death.

Gradually feeling tired.

Ding Sanshi took a step forward suddenly.

Zheng Zheng's sword intent soared into the sky.

A ten-zhang sword shadow appeared from behind Ding Sanshi and stabbed towards the sky.

The air burst out on all sides like flowing water.

Chu Zhen and the three of them suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.

But the situation has not changed.

Instead, he became more nervous and palpitated.

It was as if in the next moment, a devastating battle was about to break out.

Everyone understands that once the existence of a martial arts grandmaster, he is really desperate to start fighting here, and the nearly 10,000 people around the ring are afraid that they will be affected by the pond fish.

In Qu Chuxiao's eyes, a touch of anger flashed.

It's been a long time since anyone has been in front of him, so arrogant.

The long sword that had not been unsheathed at his waist for a long time shook slightly.

He stretched out his hand.

It was an old hand like orange bark, full of calluses and cracks.

The hand of the Wandering Excalibur.

This hand pressed down on the hilt of the sword.

The moment of murder is about to begin.

At the moment when Qu Chuxiao was about to draw his sword.

In the ring, a faint voice was heard.

"Hey, you guys really ...... I don't ask for the opinions of the people involved. ”

Lin Beichen spoke.

He looked at Ding Sanshi and the others, and said with a smile: "Master, are you so disoptimistic about me? Do you think that I was 100% beaten to death by Jiang Ziliu?"

Ding Sanshi and the others were slightly stunned.

Chu Zhen, who was straightforward, wanted to say on the spot: What do you think?

The artesian river is a legendary figure who only meets one defeat.

A few years ago, he was already a kendo master.

Now the cultivation is even more unfathomable.

What are you?

Little martial artist, hey.

But of course, this kind of 'growing the prestige of others and destroying one's own ambition' can no longer be said in public.

And Jiang Ziliu just smiled and said nothing.

Lin Beichen has been called a 'dog thing' two or three times in a row, but in his heart, he is not very angry.

If someone else had done this, Jiang Ziliu would have been killed with a sword.

But Lin Beichen's words ......

Let him go.

And a man who is destined to die, what do you care?

I heard Lin Beichen continue: "Master, the three directors, please retreat, I didn't explain this matter to you in advance, it was my fault, but on the life and death certificate, it was indeed signed by me in black and white, no matter what the reason for signing this life and death certificate is, since I signed it, as a god favored by the Lord of the Sword, even if I have a million reasons, I must not regret it." ”

After saying that, he was in the ring and bowed deeply.

Ding Sanshi and the other four looked at Lin Beichen in amazement, as if it was the first time they knew this loser.

This gentleman has grown up.

But it's not the right time to grow up.

"But ......"

Ding Sanshi wanted to say something.

Lin Beichen bowed long again and said very seriously: "Master, please have a little confidence in your apprentice. ”

Ding Sanshi was silent.

"We retreat. ”

He turned and walked towards the VIP audience.

The coercion of a great kendo master instantly converged.

Chu Zhen and the three of them looked at Lin Beichen, and saw that there was no tragic or generous expression on the face of this loser, and then thought about it, he and the others seemed to be really worried, so with this nature of being afraid of death, he would never do anything that he was not sure of.

Signing a life and death certificate, maybe not on the spur of the moment?

"Be careful. ”

Liu Qihai still couldn't help but admonish.

Lin Beichen blinked and said, "Don't worry, Lao Liu, it's always just me Lin Beichen who bullies others, and no one can bully me." ”

Only then did the three of them rein in their breath and slowly walked towards the ring.

"Hehehehe...... Three dogs, are you going to retire like this?"

[Wandering Sword] Qu Chuxiao did not give up, with a sneer and ridicule on his face, his palm pressed on the hilt of the sword, and between his eyebrows, he was still murderous, and he had the potential to draw his sword and kill.

Chu Zhen turned around, stared at him, banged on the ground, smashed his fists, sparks splashed everywhere, and sneered: "Why, do you really think that Lao Tzu is afraid of you, a dog slave?"

A sneering look appeared at the corner of Qu Chuxiao's mouth, and he instantly stretched out his hand to draw his sword.

But only a slight finger of sword light came out of the sword box, and a palm appeared unbelievably, gently pressing on Qu Chuxiao's palm, and pressing the sword back into the scabbard.

It's [Purple Electric Divine Sword] Zhu Bishi.

"Second, step aside. ”

The old man, the head of the four sword slaves, shook his head slightly and said, "Don't ruin Childe's plan." ”

The killing intent in Qu Chuxiao's heart had already burned to the peak, but when he heard the word 'childe', a flash of awe flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he no longer put the sword, and his terrifying qi instantly converged, and he let go of the hand holding the sword.

Looking at Chu Zhen and the three of them, he sneered and slowly retreated.

At this time, Qu Chuxiao suddenly felt that there was a special gaze in the ring, like substance, looking towards him.

He turned his head.

I saw the young man in a green shirt standing in the ring, like a dormant dragon beast suddenly opening his eyes, staring at himself, his gaze was not very sharp, nor was it fierce, but there was a strange feeling that made his heart burst suddenly.

"I will kill you. ”

The boy in the ring, smiling, suddenly spoke.

The words are not shocking, and they are endless.

"What?"

Qu Chuxiao thought he had heard it wrong.

The young man in the green shirt said word by word: "If you insult my teacher, I will kill you." ”

"Haha!"

Qu Chuxiao seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

He raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, okay, ambitious, little thing, in my eyes, you are just a little worm, you don't need to draw your sword to kill you, haha, as long as you can get out of today's ring alive, although I welcome you to kill me, ahaha!"

"Then you just wash up and wait. ”

After Lin Beichen finished speaking, he turned around and ignored him.

Qu Chuxiao's heart was full of murderous intent.

I think it's ridiculous, and I feel annoyed and hateful.

A dog-like junior ant dared to say such a thing to himself in public.

If it weren't for the Assassin's special situation, he would have gone up and drawn his sword and cut off the young man's head.

He secretly swore in his heart that he was waiting for this matter, but all the relatives and friends of this young man, he would definitely visit them himself, draw his sword when he saw them, and kill them one by one.

With a plan in his heart, Qu Chuxiao glanced at Zhu Bishi again and nodded slowly.

He took a step back.

After one step, the breath of his body dissipated like green smoke in the wind.

The whole person disappeared like a drop of water into the sea.

Everyone saw that he entered the crowd, but they could no longer find where he was, in front of whom, on whose shoulder, and behind whom!

"City Lord Cui, go on. ”

Zhen Conglong, deputy director of the Department of Education, said lightly.

Cui Hao glanced at Lin Beichen deeply, and then completely opened the scroll in his hand, held it to his chest, and read it out in public.

After all the troubles of the previous events, everyone already knew the contents of the scroll, so they were not as surprised as before.

A tragic atmosphere of hatred and hatred permeated the crowd.

It was supposed to be an exchange competition.

It's not about life and death.

It's all about honor.

But now it's evolved to this extent.

Even ordinary people are not fools, judging from the strong performances of the two powerhouses Zhu Bishi and Qu Chuxiao just now, Lin Beichen must have been forced to sign this kind of life and death situation.

They don't understand the world of the strong.

But he knew that Lin Beichen was bullied.

"Come on, Lin Beichen!"

A girl in a black cloak shirt huddled in the crowd suddenly shouted.

Then, from sporadic shouts to complete eruptions like a rolling thunder frenzy, it was just a matter of counting breaths.

It's a wonderful picture.

The atmosphere of the scene, from the extreme of one polar realm, instantly entered another extreme extreme.

Zhu Bishi stood in the crowd, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The cheers of a group of ants never changed anything.

In the ring.

"Mr. Lin, do you have anything else to say?"

Jiang Ziliu said with a smile.

"You, Smiling Tiger. ”

Lin Beichen pouted and said, "Do you want to ask me, do you have any last words to say?"

Jiang Ziliu smiled helplessly and said, "It can also be understood in this way." ”

"Phew. ”

Lin Beichen said: "No." ”

Jiang Ziliu stretched out his hand and pressed it on the long sword hanging from his waist, and said, "Then ask Classmate Lin for advice." ”

Lin Beichen raised his hand and said, "Wait." ”

"Again?"

Jiang Ziliu let go of the hilt of his sword.

Lin Beichen said: "Phew...... I'm not talking about last words, I'm saying endorsements. ”

As he spoke, the loser rubbed the muscles on his face, cleared his throat again, squeezed out a few smiles on his face, and finally fixed on a smile that he thought was the most handsome.

Jiang Artesian was confused.

Seeing Lin Beichen take out a scroll from his arms, he cleared his throat again, smiled sincerely at the people around the ring, as well as the camera, and said, "The next advertisement may be a little long......"

Jiang Ziliu was stunned, and immediately cried and laughed.

Ad?

At this time, do you still want to advertise?

You have to make money even if you die.

The surrounding citizens, who were originally very sad and generous, were also stunned, and immediately couldn't help laughing.

The style of painting was led astray again.

"The century-old brand [Pechoin], the industry's leading rouge gouache chain store, has recently launched the 'Nanque' series of moisturizers, a large bottle is only a gold coin, which can be used for a whole year, I have personally tried it, it is absolutely cool and refreshing, and it is much more cost-effective than cultivating skin rejuvenation...... Oh my god, all the beauties, listen to me, buy it, buy it, buy it!"

"Hu Lao Er Slaughterhouse, throughout the year, at a price one percent higher than the market, purchases Warcraft crystal nuclei and furs, and the level of Warcraft is not limited to ......"

"More lubrication, less friction...... Qin's Animal and Vegetable Oil Mill is safe and reliable, protecting the gastrointestinal health of your family. ”

"When the flying thunder carriage is driven, good things will come naturally...... The largest private custom carriage shop in Fengyu Province, the Flying Thunder Carriage Company offers a year-round discount, and the order of the carriage comes with a towing swift beast. ”

"Know women better than women...... Liufangcheng women's clothing store, the No. 1 professional women's ready-to-wear custom brand in Fengyu Province, once customized phoenix feather neon clothes for the imperial concubine. ”

"As long as you have a dream, you can also become a great grandmaster...... Hengshui Private School, the cradle of great grandmasters outside the academy, has cultivated four grandmasters and two grandmasters so far!"

"All-encompassing...... Canteen bun shop!"

Lin Beichen looked at the scroll and said dozens of them in one breath.

The audience, who were still laughing, gradually froze their expressions.

This dog thing, doing so many advertisements in one go, is this making coffin money?

Values are frenzied.

Even Chu Zhen and the others covered their faces.

Never mind.

Don't save this kid.

Let Jiang Ziliu kill him.

It's a fucking shame.

Cui Hao on the VIP viewing platform, his expression also changed again and again.

Does this cost money even if you die?

But the letter of life and death has been signed, Lin Beichen is really pitiful, Cui Hao is still patient, did not interrupt, and also stopped the idea of other staff members going up to interrupt, and let Lin Beichen continue to advertise.

"Woo woo, Brother Beichen must want to earn enough living expenses for us before we go on the road...... It's so touching. ”

Han lived up to tears in his eyes.

Qianqian and Qianqian's eyes were also moist.

Xiao Binggan's mood swings were obviously not so big, and when he heard the words 'canteen buns', especially the last two words, the corners of his mouth were drooling.

Syllable!

A hairy slap slapped on Xiao Binggan's ass.

The waves are undulating.

Xiao Binggan only felt the pain of a fire, and turned his head and glared: "Guangchan, what are you doing?"

Guang-chan's expression was fierce, and he wrote on the clipboard on his chest: "The master is going to die, cry, cry for me......"

Xiao Binggan wiped his saliva and said, "I don't think my brother will lose, the so-called good people don't live long, and the scourge will last for thousands of years, I ......"

Syllable!

A harder slap from the rat's paw.

Xiao Binggan's ass was surging again.

And this slap is really hard.

Xiao Binggan suddenly howled in pain, and tears came down.

Hikari Chan nodded with satisfaction and wrote, "Yes, that's it, cry to me!"

Tang Tian in the crowd, holding a notebook, wrote directly: There is great terror between life and death, and how to face the terror and adjust your optimistic attitude is the most important thing!

After writing this article, Tang Tian was extremely satisfied.

He thinks this insight is the most valuable.

"Everyone is worried about gifts, and I give Arctic fur seal oil...... The burial lamp oil refined from the corpse oil of the Arctic murderers of the Aurora Empire will last for a hundred years, bringing eternal light to your family buried underground!"

Lin Beichen was in the ring and read the penultimate advertisement aloud.

He cleared his throat and put the scroll away.

"Thank you for your patience and no applauding...... Ha ha. ”

At this point, his tone paused.

His expression suddenly became solemn.

The art style is starting to get back on track.

I saw Lin Beichen play his robe, brush his hairstyle, and make a close-up freeze-frame expression on different [clairvoyant] shots, before he said solemnly: "Next, I want to say something very important, it may be related to the future ...... of the entire Cloud Dream City."

Wow!

There was a burst of exclamations around the ring.

Seeing that this loser said it so seriously, I don't know why, everyone's heart hung up.

"We ......"

"Cloud Dream City ......"

"Western Suburbs ......"

"Konishiyama ......"

Lin Beichen said one sentence at a time, and slowly sold the guanzi.

Many people wanted to kill him in an instant.

But you have to endure it.

Even the artesian river was attracted.

"Found ......"

"A ......"

"Darkstone Vein!"

After Lin Beichen finished speaking, his tone paused slightly.

Under the ring, there was silence.

Moments later, there was a bang.

"What?"

"Are you kidding?"

"What is the vein of Xuanshi, can you eat it?"

"Bang! You foodie, that's a priceless treasure, more expensive than gold, a piece of jade can buy all four of your wives who are like flowers. ”

"Really?"

The crowd erupted like a lit cannon thrown into the manure pit of a fermented thatched hut, and all at once it erupted uncontrollably.

People who know the importance of Xuanshi can hardly contain the shock in their hearts.

Cui Hao, Ying Wuji, Zhen Conglong and other VIPs on the viewing platform were slightly stunned, almost at the same time, and stood up all of a sudden, the expression on their faces was like a divine mountain collapsing in front of them, and it was difficult to control themselves.

In the crowd below, several powerful energy fluctuations also appeared suddenly and disappeared in a flash.

It was Zhu Bishi, and a look of shock flashed on his face.

Darkstone veins!

If it's true, it's a shocking event.

It was enough to shake the entire empire.

Ding Sanshi and the others were not surprised because they had been mentally prepared before.

Only Wu Fenggu, whose fat body, was trembling violently.

Although he was mentally prepared, when the news really broke out, he couldn't help but tremble, excited, afraid, worried and other emotions surging and drowning him.

He knew very well in his heart that from this moment on, he would really start to face the storm.

Can you make it through?

His eyes were fixed on the young man in the green shirt in the ring.

He looks so unreliable.

But it's so reliable.

I heard the young man say loudly again: "Don't get excited, tell everyone something very regrettable......"

Jiang Ziliu suddenly felt that an inspiration flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Regretful thing?

"Phew. ”

Lin Beichen was furious and said, "You dog, you can doubt my character, but you can't doubt my Xuanshi vein." ”

"Yours?"

Jiang Ziliu was stunned.

"Hey, that's good. ”

Lin Beichen nodded approvingly, and said: "Yes, the Xiaoxi Mountain Xuanshi vein already belongs to me, its surname is Lin, you have no chance to fight, wahahaha, are you surprised, thorny and not exciting, not surprised?"

Jiang Ziliu was silent for a moment and said, "This joke is not funny. ”

Lin Beichen smiled and said, "Whatever you want to understand." ”

He downloaded the silver sword from [Baidu Map] with his backhand, held the sword in his hand, and said: "Come on, don't waste time, start fighting, everyone can't wait......"

Jiang Ziliu: "......"

Who's Delaying Time?

He pressed his backhand against the long sword at his waist.

A vast sword aura soared into the sky.

At this moment, the warmth and moisturizing meaning on Jiang Ziliu's body suddenly changed, turning into a sharp killing machine, and a trace of thunder and lightning visible to the naked eye permeated his body, appearing and disappearing, brewing terrifying energy!

This is the true style of [Thousand Faces Divine Sword].

Lin Beichen lifted the silver sword upside down.

Although there is a dog thing in one bite, I have to admit that this dog thing is 10,000 times stronger than Wang Zhong's dog thing.

I used to advertise so much time, but I didn't anger Jiang Ziliu as much as I imagined.

During the whole process, Jiang Ziliu was not impetuous.

Such a person, except for having to kill himself with an iron heart, really has nothing to say in other aspects.

"Can you catch the three swords I used to have?"

Lin Beichen habitually asked.

Jiang Ziliu nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes." ”

Oh ho ho?

Is that so sure?

Lin Beichen laughed.

Jiang Ziliu said: "So, are you going to use the fourth sword?"

"Nope. ”

Lin Beichen smiled secretly: "I don't believe it." ”

The voice did not fall.

Shout!

A sword stabbed out.

Silvery light flashes.

The sword qi roared.

This is the same sword he used to defeat the high ground flats.

Sword out.

Like a glimmer of light.

It seems to be slow and urgent.

It contains a strange illusion that confuses the visual senses.

Before everyone could react—

Ding Ding Ding!

I saw that an inch in front of Jiang Ziliu's body, a series of sword light sparks suddenly burst out, like meteors outside the sky, flickering wildly.

It was Lin Beichen's sword qi.

This time, some great martial arts masters, finally saw it clearly.

Lin Beichen's sword stabbed out, obviously there was still a few meters away from Jiang Ziliu, but in fact, there were invisible sword shadows, which had already stabbed before the sword body and stabbed in front of Jiang Ziliu's body.

It's sword energy.

Because of the sparks, the originally invisible shadow of the sword qi was set off and outlined between the light and shadow.

"I see!"

The high ground in the viewing area jumped up all of a sudden.

He finally knew why he didn't block Lin Beichen's sword.

Your own nervous response is too slow.

Spiritual power can't capture this sword.

However, now that he saw the trajectory of the sword shadow, in his heart, it seemed that he had gradually sketched out a way to resist.

But when he thought about it carefully, his forehead and sideburns, unconsciously a layer of fine and dense beads of sweat came out, and after a while, he screamed sadly, opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, and the whole person was pale.

"No, still no......"

He muttered.

In the ring.

Lin Beichen had already stabbed out the second sword.

Sword two.

Jiang Artesian is still standing.

But I don't know when, before the white clothes, a layer of thunderclouds has quietly grown.

The dark cyan clouds tumble and change, transpiring and circulating, as if formed by nature, seemingly amorphous, but in fact the general shape remains unchanged, all like a round shield.

At the same time, there are pale silver electric lights, looming in the depths of the clouds, as if they are the mysterious patterns of divine power outlined by the hands of the gods, which are beautiful and contain great meanings.

This thundercloud silver lightning flying shield, a total of three sides.

Flying around the body of Jiang Ziliu, forming an arc of light.

"Turn the mystery into armor!"

In the crowd, Chu Zhen let out a low voice.

Martial arts masters can turn Xuan Qi into armor and armor, possessing great failure, this is the secret art of the secret arts, once it is cast, the Xuan Qi armor covers the place, almost invulnerable, like an immortal body.

Turning Xuan into armor can be seen as a sign of a great martial arts master.

Could it be that this Jiang Artesian is already a powerhouse at the level of a great martial arts master?

If that's the case, then Lin Beichen is really unlucky today.

The faces of Pan Weimin and Liu Qihai were also as gloomy as water in an instant.

They really couldn't imagine that Lin Beichen had any points to turn the tables.

Unless the Lord of the Sword can possess and favor him again.

But being possessed by the gods, and not going to the Qinglou to order an oiran, where is it so easy?

In the ring.

The battle continues.

Lin Beichen's sword two, the angle is already extremely peculiar.

The shadowless sword qi is even more unguardable.

But it was blocked by the lightning pattern flying shield on three sides, and between the flying swirls, they were all blocked!

Ding Ding Ding!

Clusters of sword light sparks, there is nothing to hide before the thundercloud electric pattern flies away.

Kenji was also blocked.

Lin Beichen's face did not show the slightest hint of surprise.

He didn't hurry, and he took out his sword for the third time.

Turn thorns into slashes.

Laugh at!

In the air, a pale silver sword light, like a thin line, broke through the air.

Everywhere he passed, the air was cut through like a cloth.

Unlike when he defeated Yu Jiajun, Lin Beichen's sword three this time was obviously much more powerful.

It's because it's infused with a little silver spiritual fire and mysterious energy.

This is one of the reasons why he abandoned the heavy German sword in favor of a silver sword.

The Shadowless Sword turns into a tangible sword, in order to be stronger.

When others see this silver sword line, they will subconsciously think that it is the light of the sword body.

Jiang Ziliu's eyes flashed with a hint of approval.

"Good swordsmanship. ”

He exclaimed.

The next moment-

Snort!

Three tearing cloth-like sounds.

The thundercloud silver lightning flying shield was actually cut into four in an instant.

It was obviously a silver sword light, but when it touched the tonnage, it shook suddenly, and another one was separated from the left and right, and a line of sword light turned into a cross sword light, cutting the flying shield on three sides into twelve pieces!

Around the ring, there was a sudden exclamation.

Lin Beichen was actually going to win.

Even Ding Sanshi's eyes flashed with joy.

Lin Beichen's comprehension of Jian San surpassed his imagination.

Sword Three, there is also a name, called the Strong Slash Sword Style.

When a sword is slashed, it is the hardest thing in the world, and it can also be cut open.

If you can break the [Thundercloud Silver Electric Flying Shield] of Jiang Ziliu's defense, the situation will not be as passive as before, and you may really be able to win a chance.

However, the corners of Zhu Bishi's mouth of [Purple Electric Divine Sword] outlined a trace of ridicule.

In the ring.

The cross sword light of the third sword cut through the figure of Jiang Ziliu.

But in the next moment, the figure dissipated like a phantom.

What slashed was the phantom that remained in place after moving at high speed.

So......

Where are the real people?

"Be careful......

Chu Zhen's voice sounded under the ring.

Lin Beichen didn't have time to react, and suddenly felt a huge force surging from his left shoulder, slamming it on his shoulder.

He felt as if half of his body had been shattered, severe pain came, and his body involuntarily staggered forward.

But there was no confusion in his heart, and his reaction was extremely fast, and he held the sword in his right hand without looking back, and stabbed out with a sword behind him.

Sword One.

Laugh at!

The sword qi whistled through the air.

The sword still pierced the air.

But this was expected by Lin Beichen.

With his left heel as the axis, the Xuan Qi rotated inside, and his body suddenly rotated one hundred and eighty degrees incredibly, and the silver sword in his hand slashed out again.

Sword Three!

The tangible sword light sliced out in the air.

Jiang Ziliu, who followed him like a shadow, flashed again and widened the distance.

Lin Beichen performed [Stealing Incense and Stealing Jade Steps], and also retreated at the same time.

"You can't. ”

Jiang Ziliu stood ten meters away, shaking his head slowly.

The sword in his hand was unsheathed.

The huge force that hit Lin Beichen's left shoulder just now was caused by the whipping of the scabbard.

The white clothes are fluttering, and the face is handsome and graceful.

Jiang Ziliu said with a cold face: "So far, you haven't exploded your Xuan Qi?" I know that your orange-red flame is extremely powerful, it can be regarded as a must, let it be displayed." Lin Beichen smiled faintly: "You are not worthy." ”

This is forced, pretending to be very blunt.

But wood has a way.

Who wants to run naked in front of the public unless absolutely necessary?

When Jiang Ziliu heard such an answer, it was difficult to understand Lin Beichen's brain circuit.

He no longer persuaded, but said slowly: "Lin Beichen, you have three chances to make a move at most, show your true strength, otherwise, this battle will come to an end." ”

Lin Beichen stopped talking.

[Reverse Blood Tactic] is instantly activated.

A faint layer of blood light, like a flame, swirled around the body.

This is due to the stimulation of the blood.

However, it was quite similar to the orange-red Xuan Qi flame power he had used before.

Under the increase in the holdings of the Furious War Secret Technique, Lin Beichen's strength skyrocketed.

At the same time, Xuan Qi runs retrograde in the body.

The aura of the first-level grandmaster realm soared to the second-level grandmaster realm in an instant.

At the same time—

"How lonely is invincible, how lonely is invincible, how empty is invincible......"

The [NetEase Cloud Music] APP opens at the same time.

It is this BGM song with the most monomer amplification power that is played.

Lin Beichen's momentum soared again.

Straight to the edge of the third-level martial artist realm.

Touched this level of power.

The surrounding onlookers couldn't help but beat wildly.

What the fuck is this?

Can you forcibly improve the cultivation of two realms in an instant?

Magic?

"To be honest, I thought about a lot of strange ways to deal with you before I really made a move...... Guaranteed to make you want to die. ”

Lin Beichen grinned.

His body has reached a state of extreme load.

If you increase your strength again, your body will collapse and collapse.

He looked at Jiang Ziliu and said, "But now, I'm going to have an interview, what is the terrifying combat power of your [Thousand Faces Divine Sword]...... Don't you want to see the fourth sword?"

Lin Beichen made a strange starting move.

"As you wish!"

The voice fell.

Lin Beichen stabbed out with a sword.

This sword, slowly, yet steadily.

It's like slowly handing the blade of the sword to the opponent.

Many people around the ring watched inexplicably.

But Jiang Ziliu in the ring, his handsome and beautiful face, finally showed a hint of appreciation.

"Good swordsmanship. ”

He exclaimed.

Cangchang!

The long sword in the box is finally unsheathed.

It was an inky sword as black as coal.

With a sword in his hand, Jiang Ziliu's momentum suddenly opened, and he slowly pointed out a sword against the long sword stabbed by Lin Beichen.

Slow down!

Only a true martial arts master will understand what kind of power this slowly handed out sword contains.

Lifting weights is weighty.

Lift weights like light.

It's as light as it gets.

The Slow Sword was the first time in the eyes of ordinary citizens.

But in the eyes of martial arts masters, it is the third layer.

The burst of sword power, the qi machine locked onto the opponent, so that it had to fight head-on, unable to dodge, at the moment of collision, the power and killing power poured like a torrent!

This is the meaning of the slow sword.

Say it's too late, then it's too soon!

In the ring.

The ink sword collided with the silver sword, and the tip of the sword collided.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth fell silent.

As if there was a hand of a god, he suddenly pressed the spacebar.

There is a moment of stunned freeze in the picture.

Then in the next moment, where the tip of the sword was, the air was frantically condensed.

The gaze and the image suddenly distort inward.

It swelled outwards violently.

Layers of silver and black circles of light between the electric light and stone fire were constantly connected, and they spread frantically and alternately towards the outside.

The terrifying force constantly crashed against the formation shields and the power of the enchantment around the ring.

Rumble!

Finally, a deafening roar exploded.

A dazzling and terrifying light burst out from the place where the two swords collided.

Remaining in everyone's sight, the last moment of the picture was the silver long sword, which suddenly softened like a snake, and then broke and flew like a liquid......

"Ah, my ears are deafening. ”

"Eyes, my eyes, ......ahhh

There was a scream.

The loud noise and dazzling light that erupted in the ring suddenly made many spectators around them feel a sharp pain in their ears and eyes at the same time, as if they were suddenly deaf and blind.

"Not good. ”

"Extreme Urging Formation. ”

"Quick!"

The array masters and alchemists who had long been waiting in the vacuum area around the ring immediately rushed forward, casting secret techniques, and urging the formations and enchantments in this ring with full load.

Where is this confrontation between two junior cadets.

This is clearly a life-and-death duel between martial arts masters.

It's horrible.

At this moment, no one could sit at all anymore.

Everybody, they all stood up.

Wan Dao's eyes, facing the dazzling light, looked at the ring.

Even if it's the sharp pain of being stabbed in the eye.

Who won?

These three words flickered violently in everyone's minds crazily.

I don't know how long it took.

The brilliance in the ring gradually dissipated.

Faintly, facing the gradually thinning light, you can see a long and dashing figure, straight as a javelin, standing majestically, unmoving.

The wind blows.

It was a white robe.

The person standing is Jiang Ziliu.

He carried an ink sword in his hand.

Clothes are like snow, and swords are like ink.

This [Thousand-Faced Divine Sword] was still handsome and unparalleled at this time, and his breath was stable.

Only the white clothes on the side of the right shoulder and shoulder had a sword mark cracked.

But it didn't hurt the skin at all.

Not even the lining of the garment was cut.

"Jiang Ziliu won the ......"

I don't know who it is, I exclaimed.

The battle of martial arts, the battle of life and death, in the end, it is natural to stand if you win, and lie down if you lose.

"No ......"

In the crowd, there was a heart-rending cry of sorrow.

A young girl in a black hoodie shoots madly into the ring.

The wind of the hunt tore the hood.

On a pure and beautiful face, crystal teardrops, the sunlight refracted the shimmer, rubbing the skin that could be broken by blowing, and flying into the air behind him.

It's night.

"Stand down. ”

A force containing a destructive killing force broke through the air and attacked the girl.

"In the arena of life and death, the disruptor dies. ”

The one who shot was Qu Chuxiao, the [Wandering Divine Sword] of the two of the four great sword slaves.

But Ye Weiyang didn't dodge as if he hadn't seen it, and still rushed towards the ring.

Bite!

A silver sword light, diagonally behind, the last hair first.

Like hitting metal, it shattered Qu Chuxiao's sword qi.

It was a critical moment, and Ding Sanshi made a move.

The figure of the old sword fairy flashed ghostly, and he had already come behind Ye Weiyang, holding down the girl's shoulder.

However, a terrifying force that the old sword immortal had never expected, slowly revived in Ye Weiyang's body, and there was a great opportunity to explode in an instant, destroying the heavens and the earth.

"This ......"

The old sword immortal was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Don't be impatient, he's still alive......"

Only then did he pull Ye Weiyang's figure and fall to the ground.

When you look up.

I saw that on the edge of the ring shield, a blood-colored 'Tai' shaped object, deeply sunken in the shield, was slowly sliding down from the light wall of the shield.

Where it slid through, a thick streak of blood was left on the wall of light.

Smack!

The figure landed on the ground of the ring.

On the ring, it was already as if it had been cut by an iron plow, with potholes, tatters, unevenness, and broken stone slabs.

The blood instantly stained the ground red and condensed into bloody mud.

Lin Beichen's injuries were so serious that they were simply miserable.

Especially the blood gushing all over the body, giving people the feeling that this person is simply broken all over his body.

"The Fourth ......"

Zhu Bishi under the ring couldn't help shouting.

Blood.

Wouldn't it be a waste for this body of precious blood to flow like this.

Kill him.

End this one-sided slaughter.

He's urging.

However, Jiang Ziliu's expression was a little strange.

He still stood where he was, letting the wind blow his long hair, looking at the figure ten meters away that had almost become a mass of flesh, waiting quietly.

"I ......"

Lin Beichen's figure slumped on the ground, his fingers moving slightly.

"I ...... Top...... your lungs. ”

He spoke in a vague tone.

Supporting the stump with his hands, he slowly got up.

In my head, a voice sounded—

"Your [Phaseless Sword Bone] has entered the realm of 'Bronze Sword Bone'......"

A force that came out of nowhere, out of thin air, began to quickly repair his body.

It's really a fucking bronze sword bone.

Who the hell is this technique created, why is it the same as the King Glory rank?

Lin Beichen complained in his heart.

He stood up slowly but firmly.

The green shirt was broken, stained with blood and mud.

The black hair is scattered wildly.

Beneath his feet was a mixture of blood, water and dirt, giving off the smell of scarlet blood.

Under the messy hair, that face is not damaged at all.

Still handsome like a god.

"Hoo ......"

Lin Beichen slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

After entering the [Bronze Sword Bone], the advanced power has completely repaired his body.

"Fortunately, I tried my best to protect my face, and my handsome appearance was preserved!"

He dipped his hands in the blood on his body, lifted his long hair, used the blood to make hair wax, and ran his hands along his sideburns and forehead, brushing them back, turning his messy hair into a blood-colored back.

Blood can be shed, and heads can be broken.

Hairstyles must not be messed up.

This simple act of pretending to be forced, on such an occasion and time, the owner has a magical charm, which makes everyone, including Jiang Ziliu, tremble slightly.

The girls in the harem fan group are almost suffocating.

It's so handsome.

It's just a demonic madness.

"Looks like you can still fight. ”

Jiang artesian said slowly.

"No fights. ”

Lin Beichen waved his hand and said, "It's so fucking painful...... It's still cool. ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Ziliu was stunned, not knowing why.

But he still said solemnly: "In the round just now, it was because your sword was of average quality, far inferior to my ink sword, so it was defeated so badly, I can't take advantage of your might to kill you, but then, whether you fight or not, whether you make a move or not, I will kill you." ”

Lin Beichen's figure trembled.

Not because of fear, of course.

It's laughing.

"Hahaha......"

He fixed his bloody back again, and laughed: "Okay, just what you just said, I will spare your life today...... Alas, I didn't want to expose my true strength, after all, it's not good to scare children, but since you have to force me to ......"

He laughed suddenly, and said, "Forget it, I have a showdown, my relationship with the goddess is actually ...... Hey, hey, hey, great sword lord, please give me your artifact!"

He looked up to the sky and shouted.

At the same time reach out to the sky.

In the mind, consciousness drives the phone.

Open the Taobao APP, enter the 'Purchased' page, and click the button that just appeared——

"Sign!"

In the void, a black spatial vortex appeared.

There is no majesty.

But it's a real space warp.

Everything was as Lin Beichen expected.

In a black hole with a diameter of less than half a meter, a silvery-white object slowly flew down and fell into his hands.

"Ding!"

"This shopping is completed, and the buyer's reputation is accumulated by 1 point. ”

The crisp sound of the mobile phone APP sounded.

Lin Beichen looked at the gun in his hand.

Argent.

Such as the classic pistol on the earth [Sand, Desert, Eagle].

It's heavy to start with, and it's enough to have a thousand pounds.

It feels perfect and fits every inch of the palm of your hand.

The first experience of Taobao shopping, the [Snowy Eagle] artifact worth 100,000 gold coins has finally arrived.

Times are about to change.