Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Yin Shan was dumbfounded.

　　 Did the look in my eyes suggest that he understood it wrong?

　　 She glanced at Ding Sanshi and motioned with her eyes again.

　　 Quickly, persuade your apprentice not to die.

　　 Ding Sanshi received the look, thought about it, and said: "Teacher..."

　　 Yin Shan breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 The apprentice didn't understand it, but the master can understand it.

　　 There is still one who knows well.

　　 I heard Ding Sanshi continue to say: "My apprentice, don't kill anyone."

　　 Yin Shan:? ? ?

　　 Wait, brother, did you make a mistake?

　　 The look in my eyes just now didn't mean that.

　　 Yin Shan is in a hurry.

　　 But at this time, Lin Beichen had already shot.

　　 The figure flashed.

　　 The speed is like a ghost.

　　 Almost no one can capture Lin Beichen's movement trajectory.

　　 Including watching Master Shu Jinglei.

　　 To deal with this kind of fourth-level celestial beings, Lin Beichen didn't even need to draw out his big stick, he just shot his face straight up.

　　 completely rely on superb combat power to crush.

　　 Pure bullying.

boom!

　　 Shocked Master Lei received a punch with his face.

　　 Then the nostril soaked blood and flew up to the sky.

　　 The huge power gap didn't even give him a chance to draw a sword.

　　Young people do not speak martial arts.

　　 I didn’t call ‘start’ before he shot.

　　, the other disciples of Thunder Fire City were silent for an instant, as if they had seen a ghost, watching the uncle Jinglei who fell on the ground, the exaggerated expression on his face solidified, revealing an even more exaggerated inner shock.

　　 Uncle Master lost?

　　 Uncle Master fell down?

　　 Uncle Master has a crooked nose?

　　 Shishu is so vulnerable?

　　 We... are we wrong?

　　 Still, we actually brought a fake teacher?

　　 Otherwise, why are you so unbeaten?

　　 The air suddenly became quiet.

　　 Yin Shan was also stunned.

　　 She rubbed her eyes subconsciously.

　　 That's right, it's not dazzled.

　　 The uncle of Leihuocheng is lying, and the disciple of Ding is standing.

　　 The fourth-level deity was lying, and the bragging boy stood.

　　 Could it be...

　　 She looked at Qianqian, who she had just secretly defined as ‘big **** and no brain’. An unbelievable thought flickered in her mind: Is it true that what this little maid said just now?

　　 Where did Brother Ding find such a strong disciple?

　　 It’s not right, it’s not looking for it, it should be a lie?　　 After all, Brother Ding can never be so strong himself.

　　 She couldn't help but glanced at Lin Beichen again.

　　 This beautiful young man is still lacking in the demeanor of masters. He is akimbo, pointing his finger at Master Leihuocheng who is lying on the ground with twitching limbs, and said, "Do you admit it? Ah, do you admit that you are worse than a dog?"

　　 It seems to be Azi with a bad brain.

　　 No wonder I was tricked into becoming an apprentice by Brother Ding.

　　 Yin Shan is worthy of being the most innocent disciple back then, with a delicate mind, countless inner activities, and invincible brain supplement.

climb.

　　 climb slowly.

　　 Shocked Master Uncle Lei slowly got up from the ground.

　　 His expression was angry and confused.

　　 He raised his head and stared at Lin Beichen.

　　The disciples of Thunder Fire City were all excited.

　　 Uncle Master is okay.

　　 can play.

　　Quickly, Shishu, the time has come to rectify the name.

　　 Take out your true strength, kill this guy, and use actual actions to prove what just happened. It was just an accident.

　　 Big Brother even couldn't help but shout for cheer.

　　 At this time, I saw Master Jinglei tidying up his robes and hairstyle, slowly bending over ninety degrees, bowing to the end, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

　　 The disciples of Thunder Fire City petrified instantly.

　　 A gust of wind blew their black faces, and the air seemed to be withered yellow leaves drifting by...

　　 Lin Beichen: "???"

Ok?

　　 Now I apologize?

　　 Do you want to admit it so fast?

　　 "This is my savings, a total of six hundred profound stones, three catties of immortal tears of silver and gold, and six [Gubendan], but this storage bag is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it is not cheap... Please take it with Lin Dasao."

　　 Shocked Master Uncle held his embroidered storage bag in both hands and presented it respectfully.

"what?"

　　 Lin Beichen was surprised: "Do you know me?"

Uncle Jinglei raised his head, smiled flatly, and said: "I didn't recognize it before, but after a punch, I finally realized the true face... Young Master Lin played well and played well, which made me like a goddess, with clear ears and clear eyes. Thank you, Master Lin."

　　 Lin Beichen brought the embroidered storage bag over.

　　 measured it.

　　Hey, it's quite heavy.

　 "Okay, get out."

　　He waved his hand.

　　Since people are so on the road, it seems too unkind to make another move.

　　 Besides, the master is not allowed to kill anyway.

　　 "Thank you, Master Lin, for your mercy."

　　 Shocked Master Lei's heart hanging in his throat fell back into his stomach, bowed respectfully three times, then turned around and immediately took the disciples of Thunderfire City, and ran like a girl who had fled, and disappeared into the distance in a blink of an eye.

　　 until thousands of meters away from the cemetery.　　 Shocked Master Lei and breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 He stopped and turned to look at the big brother and others.

　　 His eyes seemed to be two murderous swords.

　　 "Uncle Master, who is that person and why..."

Brother 　　 was full of curiosity.

"To shut up."

　　 Master Shu Jinglei interrupted sharply, and said: "Today's things are not allowed to be told, whoever tells it will die."

　　 "Good uncle, that person..."

　　 "Don't speak out."

　　 "Good uncle, that guy..."

"To shut up."

　　 Big Brother and others were full of doubts, so they had to shut up.

　　 Uncle Shocked Lei turned around and walked a few steps, then stopped, turned around and looked at the disciples in Leihuocheng, and said, "Do you know who that boy is?"

　　 The big brothers shook their heads on the surface, but felt mad inside.

　　 Didn't you **** make us shut up?

　　 Shocked Master Uncle Lei said to himself: "His name is Lin Beichen, a year ago he was still a little-known brain damage, but now? Wu Ji Tianren is not his opponent, kill him if he says..."

　　 Big Brother waited for Leihuocheng disciples until he took a breath.

　　 The five-pole gods kill when they say kill?

Uncle Jinglei said again: "This person is extremely lustful, with two stunning maids around him, enjoying day and night, not satisfied, and licentious. The Beihai Empire Temple Mountain, even the daughters of the Beihai Emperor have become his forbidden ..."

　　 Big Brother and other disciples of Thunder Fire City suddenly showed complex expressions of shock, envy, and yearning.

"But the most terrifying thing about Lin Beichen lies in his extreme greed and cruelty. Anyone killed by him will be cut off by his head, pierced through the heart, and touched the corpse again. All valuable things will be taken away. , Even frantic enough to sell corpses for money..."

　　 Shocked Master Lei's face with lingering fear.

　　 These news, many people don't even know, it was only passed to him through the special channel of Thunderfire City today.

　　I just read the information and met the master.

　　 This is simply a horror story.

　　 Fortunately, I was witty and offered my belongings on the initiative to escape death.

　　 However, being able to escape from such a brutal and terrifying demon is a record that can be shown off?

　　 Seeing that the disciples were shocked and lost their sanity, Master Shu Jinglei's mood suddenly improved a lot.

　　……

　　……

　　 "So, the rapid destruction of Baiyun City started after the new city owner injured people?" Ding Sanshi asked.

　　 In the cemetery, the topics that have not been finished before continue.

　　 Yin Shan nodded and said: "I don't know why, since the new city lord took office, the disciples in the city have disappeared or died accidentally after a few short intervals, even the disciples of the martial arts master level..."

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