Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The middle-aged scribe had a sigh in his heart and quickly bowed to the courtesy: "The subordinates dare not."

　　Bai Yuanyun's figure moved, and instantly disappeared in place.

　　 After about a tea time.

　　 A light red lightning struck the void.

　　 "Yuanliufeng, where are people?"

　　Bai Yunyun's eyes, scarlet like blood, looked down.

　　Middle-aged scribes suddenly had a very bad hunch in their minds.

　　 "He has not returned yet..."

　　 He quickly bowed to salute and tried to ask: "Sir, what happened?"

　　Bai Yunyun's eyes fell on the middle-aged scribe. His condensed eyes were like two sharp knives dripping with blood. He had to open the middle-aged scribe's chest bit by bit and dig out his heart.

　　 "You think you are smart, are you?"

　　 Bai Shiyun approached slowly.

　　 The terrifying momentum of the murderous atmosphere did not converge in the slightest. The pressure of the mountains collapsed, causing the ten-meter Xuan Ge to tremble and shake.

A trace of confusion appeared on the face of the middle-aged scribe, but he still smiled reluctantly and said, "Dare not, the subordinates just share the sorrow for the adults and work for the son of Wei. Lin Beichen is alive. It is definitely not a thing for the son... what."

　　 screamed.

　　 He hadn't finished his words yet. The light red light turned into an energy arm, strangled his neck, and lifted it up little by little.

　　 The energy five fingers gradually exerted force, pinching his neck so that a crisp bone crack sounded.

　　Middle-aged scribes turned red like pig blood, pedaling with hands and feet.

　　 "You... can't kill me, I'm... a son... I... **** ho **** ho ho, I..."

　　The luster of surprise, anger and fear appeared in his eyes.

　　 As if I couldn't believe it, this girl actually dared to take action against herself.

　　 "Lin Beichen is dead, please bury him for him..."

　　 Bai Shiyun's voice seemed to be squeezed out of the ice crack, saying: "No, you kind of ants are not eligible to be buried with him..."

　　 The light red flame light poured into the body of the middle-aged scribe.

　　 "Ah..."

　　 He wailed like a pig: "I am the son's confidant, I... how dare you kill me, you..."

　　 "The heart of Wei Mingchen?"

　　Bai Yunyun's eyes, Bingsen's chill seemed to be able to condense into ice crystals.

　　 "Hehe, in my eyes, Wei Mingchen is nothing more than a ant, and I am a god! How do you think you are important to your ants' hearts?"

　　 The light red flame swallowed the body of the middle-aged scribe.

　　 The flesh was refined into fly ash almost instantly.

　　 The ghost image of the middle-aged scribe is still under the control of the energy arm.

"this is……"

　　 He looked at him in shock.

died?

　　 or alive?

　　 "The soul of the ants is really tasteless and tasteless, it is a pity... Even the spiritual power of the martial arts master level is still disappointing."

　　Bai Yunyun's eyes full of anger, with a cruel color flashing.

　　 The light red flame continued to burn.

　　 The ghost of the middle-aged scribe's soul showed pain and struggled frantically.

　　 But soon, the face of the soul began to blur, and was instantly refined into a ball of transparent energy crystals the size of a child's fist, like a tough soap bubble, flickering and jumping slightly in the air.

　　Bai Yunyun opened his mouth and sucked.

　　 This energy crystal was sucked into her mouth as if she had eaten food.

　　Xuan Ge Shang.

　　The remaining six Xuanwen Array Masters witnessed the whole process with their own eyes and could not help but tremble.

　　 Bai Shiyun slowly landed on the deck, and said lightly: "Return."

　　 entered the cabin.

　　……

　　……

　　The silver moon is bright.

　　Eagle wings pierced the night sky, and the wind screamed.

　　 "Ah, it's a pity that it's a little bit different."

　　 On the back of the giant Snow Eagle, Yu Kerr sighed a little regretfully.

Prince Yu said: "The mysterious strongman above Jianfeng has an unknown attitude, and Ling Taixu cannot be underestimated. Lin Beichen held the handle of Bishop Rong, and under his coercion, Bishop Rong would definitely help her for the tears of Poseidon, For the benefit of the empire, we will definitely not be able to fight against the Hai tribe. Staying there will instead cause Lin Beichen to remember his hatred. It is better to leave directly and leave room for the future."

"Yes."

Yu Kerr nodded, but still said with pity: "I just wondered why Lin Beichen would not want to leave the Beihai Empire, even if he wanted to revenge against the current, but he didn't miss his father and sister at all. Is it? Especially after I gave Jinpa to him, he was not at all anxious and didn't come to me to ask a clear meaning."

　　 "Some people are cool by nature, so maybe he didn't have any attachment to his loved ones as the master thought."

　　Tuoba blowing snow road.

　　 "What a charming perfect prey."

Yu Keer narrowed his eyes, Bai Nen's little hand rubbed his face, sighed: "It's getting more and more interesting, don't worry, don't worry, take it slowly, take it slowly...One day, let him be me The subtle slave underfoot!"

　　 Tuoba Chuxue suddenly seemed to sense something, turned his head and looked in the direction of Jianfeng before.

　　 "Fighted."

　　 he said.

　　 Yu Kerr's eyes light up.

"The people of Wei Mingchen, really, will not let Lin Beichen go to Zhaohui City. Is there anything more ridiculous in the world than this? Hee hee, obviously a future strategic-level seedling, the people of the Beihai Empire desperately tried We want to stop him from killing him, but we as enemies, but we want to protect him from pulling him...Uncle Tuoba, if we turn back now, is there a chance?"

　　 "Lin Beichen's side is protected by top experts."

　　Tuoba blowing snow replied.

　　 "Ling Taixu?"

　　 Yu Keer said.

Tuoba Chuxue shook his head: "No, Ling Taixu sent her affection to the flower bush, and cultivated for non-retreat and retreat. This thing really surprised me, but what really surprised me was that there were several other powers, vague, surrounding him. Around me, if I really do it, I may not be able to take it down."

　　 Yu Keer was dumbfounded.

　　 Then she smiled happily.

　　 "Great, so interesting."

　　 "I didn't expect him to touch so many big people."

　　 "So, as long as I have conquered Lin Beichen, doesn't it mean that I can get at least two strong men of half-step heaven and earth to serve me at the same time?"

　　 Yu Keer's smile is like a little girl who got a birthday cake.

　　 But Prince Yu and Tuoba Kuixue both saw it, and in those eyes, there was a dangerous light that only a lunatic could understand.

　　……

　　……

　　 "Ah, it hurts."

　　 "Slow down, light... hurt."

　　 Lin Beichen groaned hummingly.

The shrine priest dressed in casual clothes, slender and graceful in the night, pale silver soft armor, dazzling her figure, silver long hair floating in the wind, like a beating moonlight .

She carried Lin Dashao covered with blood in one hand, and the other was carrying the original wind that had passed out. The expression was calm, step by step, from the terrifying Grand Canyon split by Bai Shiyun’s [Bite of the Sword Waste] walk out.

　　 Pat!

　　Yuanliufeng was thrown on the ground.

　　 Lin Beichen also suffered the same treatment.

　　 But the movement is softer.

　　 "Ah, sister, you saved me again."

　　 Lin Beichen was in great pain, and grinned: "If it weren't for my sister, this time I really want to lose everything. You are so kind to me. I want to express my gratitude in order to express my gratitude."

　　 "If you have one-tenth of your strength, you will not be so embarrassed this time."

　　 Qin priest is light and authentic.