Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Chapter 1133: Beat the gods

One sentence, sixteen characters.

　　 is like sixteen rolling thunders, blasting in Ming Ruo's heart, and his heart is frightened.

　　God?

　　 Sword Xiaoyao is also a god?

　　 Not only Ming Ruo, but also other people, were completely stunned at this moment.

　　 The large and small gods of the God Realm, the total number of the gods of each gods are limited, and they are not unknown people.

　　 Which **** is Sword Xiaoyao?

　　Which **** is incarnate as Jian Xiaoyao and come to participate in the God Selection Contest?

　　 All of a sudden, many people immediately began to diverge thinking, guessing who Lin Beichen was.

　　 Pan Duoqing is an instant numbness of the scalp.

　　 What is afraid of.

　　 When Lin Beichen broke Ming Ruo's first blow, there was such a terrible guess in his heart.

　　 I didn't expect the guess to come true now.

　　 He immediately realized that his trouble was coming.

　　If Jian Xiaoyao is a god, then not only will he target him everywhere, he will also secretly assassinate him...

　　 Isn’t it the most serious crime of blasphemy?

　　 Realizing that it's not good, Pan Duoqing condensed his breath and moved very concealed. For fear of attracting the attention of others, he slowly backed away.

　　 But how can I hide it from Lin Beichen.

　　 "I want to leave now, I'm afraid it's too late."

　　 Lin Beichen's eyes were burning, and his gaze fixed him.

　　 "I wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but in exchange for repeated targeting and embarrassment, all right, I won't pretend, I will showdown, I am a god, hia-hia-hia..."

　　 He let out a villain-standard ghost laugh, then beckoned to Pan Duoqing, and said, "Come here and kneel."

　　 Pan's affectionate expression flickered frantically, gritted his teeth and remained silent.

　　 "He who doesn't know is not a crime."

　　Mingruo spoke again, speaking for Pan Duoqing.

　　 Regardless of whether Lin Beichen is a **** or not, he must support this waste.

　　Because this is the person determined by his immediate boss, the God God.

　　 In fact, saying this is equivalent to admitting that Lin Beichen is a god.

　　Because it is not a god, without mastering the position of the god, it is absolutely impossible to break his attacks continuously--even to suppress him faintly.

　　Furthermore, in this **** realm, no one dares to pretend to be a god.

"what did you say?"

　　 Lin Beichen looked at Ming Ruo sarcastically, as if looking at this brain damage.

　　　溟箬 suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "It is not a crime for those who do not know, since you are an incarnation to participate in the God's Choice contest, then you shouldn't be blamed..."

　　 "It makes you paralyzed."

　　 Lin Beichen yelled: "The shit's'I don't know it is not a crime'. This sentence can only be said by Lao Tzu. What kind of thing do you dare to say such a thing?"

　　溟箬 was furious, and his eyes widened.

But in the next moment, he held back his anger and said gloomily: "I am not a thing, but I am a **** under the crown of the Great Desolate God Race Blue Lord. If you don't put me in your eyes, don't you dare to disobey Is the Lord God crowned?"

　　 "Lao Tzu has been defending the glory of God God for several years."

　　 Lin Beichen sneered and said: "This dog thing of the Lieyang God Race has repeatedly questioned the [Tower of Justice], which is to insinuate and slander the Lord God... Kneel me down."

　　 The voice fell.

　　 Lin Beichen shot Pan Duoqing again.

　　【Huangshen Knuckles】received again and patted it with one palm.

　　 The crimson flames of the divine power instantly overwhelmed.

　　嘭.

　　 Pan Duoqing directly pressed his knees to the ground.

　　 Knowing the identity of Lin Beichen's spirit, the fighting spirit in his heart has dissipated, and he refuses to accept his previous stiff mouth.

　　 The crimson flame divine power continued to press down.

　　 Click, click, click.

　　 The leg bones were all broken, the bone stubble pierced the muscles, and the blood overflowed.

"what……"

　　 Pan sentimentally screamed.

　　 Perceived the murderous intent in Jian Xiaoyao's eyes, and realized that the other party wanted to die here alive, his soul went wild.

　　 "Ming Ruomian, save me."

　　 Pan passionately screamed.

　　溟箬's face twitched, even if he wanted to stay out of the matter, he couldn't hold back his head at this time.

　　 "Presumptuous, I am the master of the banquet tonight, how dare you kill anyone here."

　　 Loudly shouted, Ming Ruo burst out with all his power, the divine power was condensed into a set of dark red gorgeous armor, covering the whole body, a dragon head sword appeared in his hand, leaped and slashed out.

　　 "Bold."

　　 Lin Beichen had been prepared for a long time, deliberately yelled, and said: "You are sheltering the criminal who insulted the God of the Lord..."

　　 Boom!

　　 The dragon's first sword and the Aragami glove collided with each other.

　　 Dao Dao divine power burst out.

　　 The two forces of dark red and crimson dissipated in all directions.

　　 "Quick back."

　　 "Quickly, leave the hall."

The ‘melon-eating people’ in the 　　zhetian hall, originally eating with relish, immediately backed away when they saw it.

　　 The maids, such as wind chimes and tassels, have already withdrawn.

　　 boom.

　　 The main hall shook violently.

　　 The stone tables and chairs were swept by the overflowing supernatural power, and instantly turned into powder and dispersed silently.

　　 All kinds of delicacies and delicacies have also turned into nothingness.

　　 Fat tigers, golden monitor lizards, and other foodies, suddenly felt heartbroken and beat their chests to their feet.

　　 On the ground, stone pillars and walls, the dark red traces of the gods rune crazily flashing, exuding the power of the formation, protecting the entire Zhetian Hall from being destroyed by this terrible force.

　　 Boom boom boom.

　　Between electric light and stone fire, Lin Beichen and Ming Ruo have fought hundreds of times.

"what……"

　　溟箬 screamed, flew out and hit the **** seat severely.

　　嘭.

　　 The **** seat shattered and flew directly.

　　 "Shelter the villain of the strong sun who insulted the Lord God... You, guilty, I will sentence you to death."

　　 Lin Beichen waved a big casserole fist, killing you while you were sick.

　　 The fate of offending a **** is terrible.

　　 Even if he is merciful today, Ming Ruo will definitely calculate everything in the future. Thinking about it, Lin Beichen feels creepy, so he can't be merciless and just kill him.

　　In this way, it is not an offense.

　　 "噗......"

　　溟箬 barely parry, being hit by the force like a flash flood, vomiting blood constantly.

The **** armor on 　　 began to crumble.

　　 He was vomiting blood in his heart.

　　 This sword Xiaoyao is really hateful. The wicked person first filed a complaint, saying that he had tarnished the glory of the Lord God by covering up Pan Zhuangqing.

　　 But there are some words, but he has no way to explain.

　　溟箬 is really a dumb eating coptis, and I can’t tell you what it is.

　　 Boom boom boom.

　　 Dozens of strokes continued to bombard, with a click, the dragon beast sword shattered, and the supernatural armor collapsed.

　　 "Ah da da da da da da da..."

　　 Lin Beichen made a strange call and punched quickly.

　　With the battle, he sensed that the [Helmet of Immortality] and [Desolate God's Knuckles] on his head had a strange feeling.

　　 Under this kind of induction, the power of the increase of [Desolate God's Gloves] has actually doubled.

The speed of 　　 punches has also doubled.

　　 Lightning speed punch?

　　 The fist marks are in the air, directly drawing out a series of flame rays.

　　 is too fast to catch with the naked eye.

　　 The terrifying fist prints continuously bombarded Ming Ruo, flying his divine body in the air, and the light and shadow flashed, one by one clear and naked-eye depressions, constantly appeared on Ming Ruo's body.

　　 "Ah!"

　　 Lin Beichen closes his fist.

　　 Click.

　　溟箬 fell softly to the ground.

　　 Blood spilled from all over the body, like rag sacks soaked in a pool of blood.

　　 Lin Beichen was very happy.

　　God?

　　 What about the gods?

　　 still seems to be vomiting when drinking too much, painful when beaten, and bleeding when the flesh is broken.

　　 But that's it.

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