Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

"Be careful!"

Zhao Zhuoyan was shocked and reminded.

He pulled Lin Beichen unconsciously and pulled it back.

On the side of Zhao Wuyang, Zhao Wuyang pulled the sword out of the sheath for the first time and shone his body in front of Lin Beichen.

Everyone knows that Lin Beichen is a deity.

But before the priests practiced divine art to fly to the sky, there was a period of 'weak period'.

This man and a woman don't know where they came from, but without asking the indiscriminately, they would kill when they shot. It was almost arrogant.

Ding!

Sword light burst.

Puff puff!

Blood soars.

Zhao Wuyang cried out in pain and staggered back.

He is also considered to be a little master. He went out to practice and has rich combat experience, but at the moment of the fight, the long sword in his hand has been shocked and has not responded to what happened. Both the left and right cheeks and the forehead are stabbed together The blood stains directly broke the phase, 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 hurt his teeth.

"Don't dare to stand out in front of me for something I do not know?"

The woman with a mean face sneered and said, "These three scars will let you know. In the future, keep your memory in mind. Before you take the lead in others, think about whether you have the skill, otherwise, be careful and do not guarantee."

Zhao Zhuoyan was originally a person with a strong sense of observation, but at this time he saw his son who was painstakingly cultivated, and was directly broken, trembling with anger, and said: "Come, come, take this shrew, take me down."

Swish swish!

The **** of the Qianlixing Chamber of Commerce next to him rushed out directly.

"Find death."

The woman gave a cold cry and made the sword again.

The sword light flashes.

"what……"

"My hand, my hand!"

"Not good, retreat."

The blood and water splashed in the exclamation and screaming.

A dozen guards, screamed and fell down instantly.

Some of them had their tendons cut off.

Pierced the palm of his hand.

Others were spotted and broke their knees.

Such injuries are not fatal, but they require heavy treatment.

And once improper treatment, it is likely to leave sequelae.

For the warrior who eats the bodyguard to protect the bowl of rice, it is equivalent to cutting off the prospect and smashing the rice bowl.

This woman is ruthless and malicious.

"A tiny micro-businessman, dare to order someone to siege me?"

The woman sneered, staring at Zhao Zhuoyan, and said, "Miss Ben remembers you, huh, a thousand miles of chamber of commerce, right? There is no need for existence ... You will soon understand what kind of disaster is waiting for you. "

Zhao Zhuoyan felt a great earthquake.

Only then did he faintly realize that he was in trouble.

This young woman is so amazing that her swordsmanship is so amazing. She has no scruples in her shots. Her mad tone is boundless. It must have a big history.

This is broken.

Provoked a terrible character.

"Bitch!"

Lin Beichen also saw Zhao Zhuoyan's horror. He took a step forward and gently patted him on the shoulder, motioned him to step back, sneered and said: "Are you eating shit? The breath is so big and so smelly? Not afraid Tongue flashed? "

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

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

He turned his head and said to Zhao Zhuo again: "Chairman Zhao, speed belt Linglang, and these elder brothers guarding, go to the temple to heal, all the expenses are on me." The temple has Lingzao and Lingquan. As long as it is sent in time, it can be cured, avoiding the disfigurement caused by scars caused by delays like Yue Hongxiang.

"But ..."

Zhao Zhuoyan can see that this man and woman have a strong history. They are afraid that Lin Beichen will suffer a loss. Although he feels reluctant, he is still worried about Lin Beichen.

"No problem, here I will deal with."

Lin Beichen Road.

Although he counsels, although picking, but he certainly has the bottom line of life.

The young men and women apparently came to themselves, and the Zhao family father and son kindly helped to provoke each other.

At this time, you can't be a tortoise.

"Hahahaha ..."

At this moment, the young man who had been silent for a while suddenly burst into laughter.

"Tai Xuemei won't kill you today, it is already a great favor, leaving a little mark and a little bit of crippling, it is already forgiving you, but I still want to treat the wound? I will look at the time, who dares . "

The young man was covered with dark red flames, and the scorching heat was soaring.

Flame Xuanqi attributes.

The realm of the martial arts master.

Surrounding the audience suddenly suffocated.

But also all angry.

Injured others, causing disfigurement and disability, is it a boon?

Do not allow others to heal?

Madman?

Even in the former "Jingjiehu" state of the brain remnant Lin Beichen, there is no arrogance to this degree.

And Lin Beichen was finally unable to bear it.

"Fuck, where are the two wild dogs, who dare to act in front of my first dude in Yunmengcheng?"

He screamed: "Is the great martial arts master great? The great master such as Bai Haiqin was also hammered out of the **** by the old man, I do n’t know the dog thing ... Chairman Zhao, you are going to the temple for treatment now, I want to see these two Can a **** bit me? "

"you wanna die."

The woman with a mean face was furious, and the sword came out again. Lin Beichen sneered.

Not much to say, he downloads [Dejian] directly, holds it with one hand, and cuts it with his backhand.

Although Xuan Qixiu is a powerful temporary drop, his physical strength is still at its peak.

What's more, it's still "reverse blood surgery".

The whole body was covered with pale blood, and it seemed to be burning with flames.

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

Oooo!

The bizarre whistling friction sounded.

Lin Beichen's terrible physical strength combined with the weight, weight and power of the sword turned out to be like a sea wave, with a translucent air wave visible to the naked eye, and the blade rubbing Mars.

"Oh, your superficial swordsmanship ..."

Her face looks sullen, but halfway through the words, his face changes wildly.

Because she found that Lin Beichen's eyes were burning with madness, and she actually took a two-lost approach.

This sword, of course, can pre-engrave a flower on Lin Beichen's face.

The sword of this little hybrid, but in the next moment, can split her alive in half.

Especially the fierce anger on Lin Beichen's face made her instantly take away.

Can't fight hard.

At the very beginning, she suddenly remembered that this little **** was rumored to be a stump, and how crazy things could be done.

The will to dispel the war.

She withdrew her sword and sealed it.

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

锵!

The harsh metal symphony sounded.

Then I looked at the long sword in the hands of the mean young woman, and it was split into a large depression, with cracks all over the blade body, and at the same time, the blade body trembled with high frequency, like a rushed, panicked python, and this kind of madness The trembling wave passed to the palm of the woman holding the sword, and the blood mist burst out instantly, and the clothes on the entire right arm burst and burst with a bang ...

"Uh!"

The woman groaned and staggered back three or four steps.

I saw flushes of flush on her face, blue mysterious energy flashed frantically, her throat shook, and she pressed for five or six breaths. At last, there was still no one to live. Wow, a blood arrow spurted from her mouth!

"Tai Xuemei, are you okay?"

The young man next to him was dumbfounded. Obviously, he did not expect that a deity who had lost his profound energy would still have such a fighting power.

He quickly reached out and pressed his hand on the woman's back to heal the wounds.

Lin Beichen sneered with his sword: "I thought how strong I was, but it was just a third-level martial artist, and I dared to act in front of me."

On pretending, he was never afraid of anyone.

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

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