Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Outside the hall, on the square.

　　 The heads are jagged, and the figures are clustered.

　　 The Blue Rain Realm is not a great realm star, but all the upper-class celebrities of the human race are invited, and there are a full number of three to four thousand. Standing on the square according to the status and position, it is also a large colorful area.

　　 Lin Beichen has indeed come.

　　He came on a scumbag.

　　 The mutated scum tiger has gold stripes on its body, which looks like a Siberian tiger.

　　 It feels good when I ride it, but the key is to be very cool.

　　 Lin, the second and second youngster, will never guard against any chance of pretending to be forced.

　　 followed by Lao Yu, who looked anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and Xiao Binggan, who was still gnawing on a sauced pig's foot.

　　 The priest Qin and Guangjiang did not follow.

　　 but packing up on the Weed Peak.

　　 Seeing the appearance of Lin Beichen, the strong human races of the Qingyu Realm around them avoided one after another, as if to avoid the plague, a large blank area was directly emptied on the square.

　　 Only Yue Wuxie, the head of Moon Bay, Zhou Zhou, head of Shuiyunjian, and He Zhengqing of Yunwu Mountain, said hello.

　　Of course, Li Yu and Xiaolong are no exception.

　　 These two stood directly beside Lin Beichen, showing their support with actions.

　　 The whispers and discussions in the original square suddenly stopped.

　　 Under the midday sun, the square suddenly became quiet as if it was a grave at midnight—of course, it was the kind where no one was dancing.

　　 Although the halo on this white-clothed boy has been worn out and disappeared, his strength is never in doubt.

　　 Many people still remember that when he didn't agree with him, he directly sent the picture of Yunwu Mountain's owner He Wushang on the road.

　　 No one wants to follow in the footsteps of He Wushang.

　　 So, it's better to shut up.

　　 Jun, don’t you remember that He Wushang was sent on the road because he was talking too much?

　　 Lin Beichen seems to hate being interrupted.

　　 Among the crowd, Yan Sansheng, who was a tiger by Shui Jingdao and Dayanhai, stood back, condensed his breath and concealed himself, for fear that Lin Beichen would immediately notice and directly attack him.

　　 But Lin Beichen's gaze only swept across the crowd, and without stopping a little bit on the two of them, he looked at the door of the main hall in the distance.

　　 More than a dozen congressmen and guards filed out, fighting on the left and right sides.

　　Member Hu Yanyulong Shi Shiran in a purple robe walked out, followed by Zhang Yunhong of the Guards.

　　 "See Mr. Hu Yan."

　　 "Meet Master Huyan."

　　 The heads, elders, and city owners on the square salute respectfully for the first time.

　　Only Lin Beichen stood still, motionless.

　　 Lin Beichen not only did not salute, but rather wanted to laugh.

　　 "Everyone, no courtesy, don't be so polite."

　　 Hu Yan Yulong's face, with a smile, raised his hand slightly.

　　He enjoys this feeling very much.

　　 This is the feeling of...right.

　　 Then, his gaze fell on Lin Beichen who were indifferent, and his smile turned gloomy.

　　 "Lin Beichen, do you know that you made a mistake?"

　　 He didn't have any plans to pave the way, so he opened the door to the trouble.

　　 When everyone listened to their ears, they only felt that the blood in the heart was clotting instantly.

　　 Lin Beichen rode on the back of the scum tiger, and said: "It's up to you."

"you…"

　　 This answer was completely unexpected in Hu Yan Yulong's filing.

　　 He was a little dazed.

　　 It has been a long time since he became a member of Liuyuan Star Road. No one dared to speak to him like that, and it made him very uncomfortable.

　　 "I heard that you found two small fish, you want to testify against me?"

　　 Lin Beichen looked disdainful, and said: "Where? Let them stand up."

　　 Hu Yan Yulong's complexion became more gloomy, and he sneered: "Young man, it seems that you still don't know the seriousness of the matter. I ask you, He Wushang, the lord of Yunwu Mountain, did you kill it?"

　　 "Not bad."

　　 Lin Beichen admitted with a smile.

　　 "He Shanzhu is the door of the eleven major sects of the Qingyu Realm Human Race. It is recognized by the Liuyuan Star Road Council and protected by the Council. You committed suicide, what is the reason?"

　　 Hu Yan Yulong pressed harder step by step.

　　 Lin Beichen sat on the scum tiger's back, cutting his nails, and said indifferently: "If you don't look pleasing to the eye, kill it... what do you want?"

"you…"

　　 Hu Yan Yulong suffocated again.

　　 This little **** does not play his cards according to the rules at all.

　　 I thought that Lin Beichen would argue that He Wushang would shake morale, but I didn't expect that the reason was the four words "not pleasing to the eye".

　　 The rhetoric that asked him to prepare later, instantly became useless.

　　 "Bian Dao Master, Yan Zhangmen, come out."

　　 Hu Yan Yulong decided not to make a fuss about the death of He Wushang, but directly turned on the big killer, saying: "You two, come and expose the true face of this Qingyu world hero."

　　 Bian Zuohu and Yan Sanxing walked out from the crowd together.

　　 Lin Beichen didn't even look at them, and continued to cut his nails.

"Lin Beichen, do you recognize me? Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid. I will let everyone know today that you, the so-called hero, is just a trick left by the demons. In this'Elemental Realm' , Clearly records the picture of your actual combat magic..."

"Yes, the old man can also testify. Everyone knows that the reason why the Mozu retreated was because of the support of Representative Huyan, not because of you. In fact, you are just a **** left by the Mozu and want to use it. A bitter trick, let us in the Blue Rain Realm be fooled, ha ha... how can we hide the insight of Councillor Hu Yan?"

　　 The two said, they projected all the pictures recorded on the [Elemental Realm] onto the sky of the square and displayed them.

　　 The process of the last stop of the day was renewed.

　　 And Lin Beichen stretched out his left palm, the palm of his hand swelled with pure purple color, and it was printed in countless double pupils.

　　 This scene is carefully recorded, and there are some close-ups, which are very clear.

　　 That left hand is indeed purple, different from the normal palm.

　　Especially with the moment when the [Arabic Gloves] is broken, when the left palm is exposed, it becomes more visually impactful.

　　 The discussion in the square revived.

Bian Zuohu sneered, and said: "Of those of you who watched the battle that day, someone should still clearly remember that before the demon envoy left, he said that Lin Beichen practiced magic skills, half a person, half a demon, ha ha, Everyone has heard that I am not alone in framing him, am I?"

　　 The discussion in the square became more violent.

　　 Hu Yan Yulong's smile began to bloom.

　　 This single charge alone can nail Lin Beichen to the pillar of shame.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yu Wuque couldn't help but say loudly: "This is unreasonable. Since the Mozu wants Lin Beichen to be a nail, why does the Mozu messenger deliberately break Lin Beichen's identity in the end? There must be a misunderstanding. "

　　 Not bad.

　　 This is the only logical loophole.

　　 But Hu Yan Yulong will never give Yu Wuwei a chance to continue speaking, and he coldly shouted: "Elder Jade, you don't have the right to speak here, so quickly retreat...Are you going to fall into Feijian Sect?"

　　 Yu Wuqian's face suddenly became ugly.

　　 Yan Sanxing, the head of Dayanhai, laughed and said, "Lin Beichen, what else can you say?"

　　 Lin Beichen put away his nail clippers, raised his **** and rubbed his eyebrows, and said, "There is nothing to say."

　　 "Very good."

　　 Yan Sanxing, the head of Dayanhai, laughed and said, "Then you admit it?"

　　 "Yeah, admit it, then what?"

　　 Lin Beichen looked at him and smiled slightly.

　　 Yan three provinces and a startled.

　　嘭.

　　 His head suddenly exploded.

　　 Like a watermelon hit by gravel, the white and red mist burst out instantly.

　　 "Oh, isn't it good to be alive?"

　　 Lin Beichen looked sad and compassionate, then raised his hand with a shot, and blasted the head of the Taoist Shui Jing Dao who had just turned to escape.

　　嘭.

　　 There is another giant headless corpse.

　　 "I really can't understand."

　　 Lin Beichen blew his fingers, and said: "Life is so beautiful, but some people don't cherish the need to die. What kind of psychology is this?"

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The first one is that there are no four changes today, because on Saturday, and I got a headache in the morning, I don’t know why.