Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

The long sword pierced Jutian!

Jutian couldn't believe his eyes!

He was extremely shocked!

This is Jinghong's way of swordsmanship, there is no mistaking this.

Because the sudden change in reality just now no longer happened once.

But there was no time when Jinghong was able to hurt him.

But this time, it stabbed him to the point where his heart was filled with chills!

This sword that gave a startling glimpse!

This sword cannot kill Jutian!

Because firstly, this is not Jutian’s true body, and secondly, even the same rank in the sun cannot kill him.

Thirdly, Jinghong itself is the end of a strong crossbow, and this sword is more like Luo Chen's instruction, or control.

He himself was no longer good and could not meet Luo Chen's requirements, or in other words, his power finally leaked out.

However, this sword is indeed amazing enough.

At least Jutian went through many hardships along the way, not to mention getting injured and even having no opponents.

But now, this sword!

But Jutian was stabbed through.

Jutian didn't move, because Jinghong was indeed dying and it was difficult for him to stand.

The sword strike just now had drained away all his strength.

Jinghong finally raised his head slowly and looked at the crowd.

No one knew who he was looking at.

But he knew that what he was looking at was the man who seemed to be inconspicuous standing among the crowd.

Because it was the man who taught him how to use this sword just now.

He must die.

There is no doubt about this.

He smiled at the crowd, with a hint of gratitude and a hint of relief!

Then he turned around!

Bei Zhu's body suddenly trembled.

Opened his mouth.

"shock"

Jinghong didn't look back, leaving only his back for everyone.

He raised his hand and waved.

With only his back, he stopped Bei Zhu from speaking and interrupted Bei Zhu.

Let Beizhu swallow what he said later.

Then he walked towards the Endless Abyss freely and freely!

"I'm leaving!" Jinghong's voice was low.

Then he walked towards the Endless Abyss step by step.

Standing in front of the abyss, he is staring into the abyss!

Then he lifted his feet!

He fell upside down, headfirst, and plunged directly into the endless abyss!

At this moment, the long sword shattered inch by inch, turning into bits of crystal light and scattering in all directions.

Except for Jutian's chest, which was penetrated, there was blood flowing, as if Jinghong had never been in this world.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

April twenty-nine!

Endless Abyss, Jinghong died in battle!

Jutian's wild and terrifying roar was like a dark cloud, always weighing on everyone's hearts.

Bei Zhu still didn't speak.

Still just standing there quietly, he seemed numb.

Then he turned around and could see that Beizhu's entire body was now more hunched and his waist was more bent than last time.

At this moment he looks like an old man bent over, he looks like a cane!

At this time, Ju Tian endured the pain and raised his hand.

Boom!

He grabbed the sword sharpening stone from the air!

Then he raised the knife and dropped it, and he was sharpening the whetstone with the knife!

This is a manifestation of strength and also his provocation!

Soon, a crutch was whittled out by him.

Then with a snap of his fingers, the cane shot away!

laugh!

The crutch shot in front of the North Lord.

The crutch was inserted in front of Beizhu, who was moving forward just now.

But at this moment, he bumped into the crutch in front of him.

This made Bei Zhu unsteady. He tripped on the crutch and fell to the ground.

This scene made the entire Beidazhou silent.

This is a joke!

Bei Zhu climbed up with difficulty.

"gave it to you!"

This is humiliating!

Because Jutian just killed Beizhu's good brother.

This whetstone is a relic.

But Jutian gave Beizhu a relic and even made Beizhu fall down.

This is obvious, it is to embarrass the Northern Lord.

No human being can bear this kind of stimulation and humiliation.

But Beizhu stood up tremblingly, then held on to his crutches, and finally turned back, raised his head, and looked up at Jutian.

"Thank you."

"Hahahaha!" Jutian's wild laughter sounded again.

Thunderous rain fell, and the raindrops lashed the Bei Lord.

Beizhu walked out step by step, leaning on a cane.

There is also only one back view!

The entire Beidazhou was in silence and quietness.

It's raining heavily!

It's like they are connected into lines.

Beizhu was soaked all over and looked like a drowned rat.

He came back into the yard and there was mud and dirt on him.

Even the heavy rain did not wash away the mud on his body.

It wasn't that the rain wasn't heavy enough, but that too many people threw mud at him when he just passed by the alleys and streets.

One lump after another.

Some hit him in the face, some on his head, and some in his eyes.

Beizhu didn't wipe it, just let the rain wash away.

Let the mud splash on yourself.

Ju Long was sitting in the yard, watching this scene quietly, holding a cigarette in his hand, which he had begged from Wang Cheng.

He crossed his legs

The moment Beizhu walked in, he sneered.

"Are you satisfied?"

"They're all dead!"

"Are you satisfied?"

Beizhu didn't speak, as if Beizhu was just a puddle of mud and couldn't hold up the wall!

This kind of person is the most irritating and can't get enough of it.

And Ju Long became popular all of a sudden.

"Please speak!"

"talk!"

"Mute?"

"Why don't you take action?"

"Is it true that one day, if I die, you will just watch helplessly?"

Beizhu still didn't speak, but walked to the kitchen and started playing with the pots and pans.

"Are you still in the mood to cook?"

"All your good brothers are dead, and now only your second uncle is left!"

"Will you wake up only after he dies?" Ju Long shouted.

This is really infuriating.

Bei Zhu seems to have no emotions and no loyalty at all.

When a person dies, Beizhu doesn't feel any sadness or any mood swings.

But he returned home and started cooking.

How ridiculous is this?

Luo Chen and others also came back.

And there were not only them outside the door, but also the messenger of the Great Yin God!

"The decree of the Great Yin God!"

"The Northern Lord will hand over the Northern Territory immediately!"

"What did you say?" When Ju Long heard this, he became angry.

"Hand over the northern territory?" Ju Long kicked over the stool in front of him, then stepped out and came directly to the envoy.

The envoy was arrogant, and Ju Long was furious.

"Say it again?" Ju Long raised his palm.

Apparently he was ready to kill someone.

"Xiaolong!" Yi Bo Yuntian stepped forward and took Ju Long's hand.

"Second uncle, listen to what he said?"

"Hand over the North?"

"That's our home, that's our roots!"

"Now, you actually want to hand it over?"

The messenger sneered, stared at Ju Long and said.

"This is the decree of the Great Yin God. Do you dare to disobey it?"

"Believe it or not, I copied it."

"Little dragon!"

"Let your father arrange this matter," Yi Bo Yuntian said.

"Take it away." Bei Zhu put his hand in the stone basin at this moment, and he was washing vegetables.