Volume 3, Tianjiao Fight for Hegemony Chapter 257 Shoot, or don't shoot?

Lin Beichen thought about it, found a rock, and hid it.

What if these two women quarrel and lose their rationality, and after seeing themselves, they become animalistic and join forces to spoil him?

After all, one tiger is hard to beat two wolves.

The strength of these two women is still terrifying.

Together, he is no match either.

After observing carefully for a moment, Lin Beichen breathed a sigh of relief, and the imaginary picture of fighting for his beauty did not appear.

As if they had not seen each other for many years, the two stood quietly on the beach and whispered something......

Because it was a little far away, and the wind direction was not smooth, even if Lin Beichen pricked up his ears, he couldn't hear what the two were talking about.

But instinct told him that the conversation between the two beautiful girls did not take place in a friendly and pleasant atmosphere.

For a moment, Lin Beichen felt the tense atmosphere.

He saw that behind Ye Weiyang, there were sword shadows appearing.

It was a sign that the priestess was about to strike.

But the wee hours of the morning have always been breezy and cloudy.

Eventually, Ye Weiyang said something and turned to leave.

He was left alone in the early hours of the morning standing alone on the cliff by the sea.

She didn't even look back at Ye Weiyang, but stood quietly, looking out thousands of miles away, the sea and the sky, as if she was completely immersed in enjoying the scenery.

The sea breeze with a salty and wet smell came from far away, like a lustful disciple, and couldn't wait to kiss her long hair.

The long black hair was constantly raised and fluttered in the wind, like a black flame, jumping and burning wildly.

The blackness seemed to annihilate the world.

Lin Beichen thought about it, but decided to turn around and leave.

But the moment he turned around, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Because he saw that behind a hugging giant tree a hundred meters away, a tall and thin figure stood silently, looking at Ling Chen with a kind of obsessive and crazy eyes.

The man's demeanor was like that of the girl standing by the sea, his whole world.

It's him?

Lin Beichen was slightly stunned.

It seems that this is also a crazy admirer in the early hours of the morning.

The moon in the sky is the moon in the water.

The person in front of you is the sweetheart.

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery.

The person watching the scenery is watching you from the window.

It's a pity, although I don't know why, Lin Beichen has a strange illusion, even if he doesn't have himself, he can't like this person in the early morning.

Lin Beichen thought about it and quietly retreated.

After about a stick of incense, he slowly turned around in the early morning.

She had a smile on her face that was very rare on weekdays, a rare comfort, like a little girl returning from spring, whispering, bouncing, soft, carefree, reaching out to caress the wild flowers that rose and fell in the wind, as if shaking hands with her best and dearest friend......

This is definitely not the early hours of the morning in a normal state.

It's like a different person.

Even her hands, when they touch the weeds that pierce her hands, will show that happy smile.

Until she looked up and saw Ling Xuan standing behind the tree.

Her expression, almost instantly, suddenly became cold.

That kind of picture, it was as if the sun and the moon had been rotated in an instant, and the warm sun suddenly changed to the cold silver moon, with a clear light in his eyes, looking at Ling Xuan sharply.

The latter bowed his head silently.

"Go away. ”

Ling Chendao.

Ling Xuan didn't say a word, turned around and left quickly.

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Forty-five minutes later.

"Lin Beichen!Lin Beichen!!"

In the magnificent hall of the final battle, the excited shouts of more than 6,000 spectators echoed.

These dog things, or really forgetful.

In the morning, he scolded him for being a second man, and now he cheered again.

Lin Beichen stood in the ring, feeling infinite regret in his heart.

Because this time, his opponent is still not Cao Potian.

You can't snipe this henchman in a one-on-one single challenge fight, and when the team captures the flag, there will be many variables in the long nights and dreams.

It's a pity that although Lin Beichen looks very beautiful and thinks about it, the derivation of the Xuanwen formation did not go as he wished.

The opponent of the second round of the loser is the fair girl Mi Ruyan.

"Mr. Lin, please. ”

Mi Ruyan smoked a sword in his hand, standing in the wind,

The girl's slender body is as fragile as a jasmine flower, and her delicate face is indifferent, looking at Lin Beichen's eyes, it is not friendly.

In fact, after Lin Beichen used [Only Love One Piece of Firewood] to drive away the tiger X wolf, most of the female students in the Tianjiao battle for hegemony have already turned away from this seemingly evil and righteous gentleman again.

Lin Beichen stared at Mi Ruyan, his eyes melancholy.

What about shooting?

Or don't?

Originally, he made up his mind to use the [Eclipse Dragon Arrow] in the afternoon competition, so as to experience the power of an iron arm bow and a dragon arrow, and shoot heartily.

But the girl in front of her, slender like a weed, as if a gust of wind could blow her down, would it be too rude to shoot her with such a violent means as an iron arm bow?

And Lin Beichen's eyes obviously made Mi Ruyan even more misunderstood.

There was a flash of anger in her eyes.

Shout!

The sword light broke through the air. Mi Ruyan made a move.

Her body is like the wind, and she is extremely fast.

"Wind Mysterious Qi Attribute?"

Lin Beichen retreated as soon as possible.

The wind system Xuan Qi does not belong to the five conventional Xuan Qi attributes, and the attack power is not weak, but what she is good at is speed, the sword that is as thin as a stretch, and her whole person, as if she has blended into the wind, is as fast as a phantom.

Shout!

The sword flashed.

Even with a sword, he had already arrived in front of Lin Beichen.

A sword stabbed at Lin Beichen's eyebrows.

The sword has not arrived.

The wind has arrived.

Lin Beichen suddenly felt a tingling pain in his eyebrows.

He was taken aback.

This little girl, it's really ruthless.

Is this to disfigure me?

He had already made his decision at this point.

Don't anymore.

Hands clasped in the void.

The two wide-mouthed heavy swords of the Iron Hammerhead Armory Store appeared in Lin Beichen's hands.

The left sword was erected in front of his eyes, and with a clang, the sparks splashed out, accurately blocking the thin sword that was like smoke.

The right sword swept and slashed out, and the sword wind surged like a hurricane, forcing Mi Ruyan away.

The girl was obviously jealous of Lin Beichen's arrogant power.

She reacted quickly, retreated twenty meters as soon as possible, opened up enough safe distance, and kept herself in a state of motion, so as to avoid being pressed and beaten by Lin Beichen taking the lead!

But Lin Beichen did not pursue.

Instead, he made a strange move.

He stood in place, his two swords raised flat on his chest at the same time, and showed them to the audience in the seating area on all sides, as well as the 'clairvoyant' camera from all angles.

At this time, everyone discovered that there was a line of incomparably clear red handwriting on the two long swords with a width of twenty centimeters, which looked like they had just been written for a short time.

The sword on the left reads—

"Master Fan's sword chain store Yunmengcheng branch. ”

The sword on the right reads—

"Won the most popular sword shop in Yunmeng City for ten consecutive years!"

the groove.

This dog's day is advertising again?

The magistrate in the ring duel was almost insane.

The thousands of spectators in the seating area were stunned for a short time, and then instantly shouted wildly.

Familiar formula.

Familiar taste.

is still the same Lin Beichen who has taken his shamelessness to the extreme.

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I'm sorry, brothers, it's not right tonight, let me rest early and continue tomorrow.