Seeing this face, a name immediately popped up in the minds of many martial arts masters uncontrollably.
【Wandering Divine Sword】Qu Chuxiao.
Ranked second among the four great sword slaves under Wei Mingchen.
The cultivation level of the sixth-level martial arts master is only one step away from the grand master.
The light cyan wind-based profound energy was flowing and flickering, condensing but not emitting, but the pressure it formed made the people around them feel as powerful as prison, and they were trembling with fear, as if they were about to kneel to the ground.
Chu Hen and the other three people were the first to bear the brunt. They immediately felt as if a huge mountain was coming towards them, and as if a boundless tsunami was impacting them. A great terror grew involuntarily deep in their hearts.
At that moment, they all had the urge to turn around and avoid it.
but--
Of course you can't withdraw.
The three of them had to forcefully activate their profound energy and resist desperately.
Gradually feeling tired.
Ding Sanshi suddenly took a step forward.
The clanking sword soared into the sky.
A shadow of ten-foot-long sword light appeared from behind Ding Sanshi and stabbed into the sky.
The air is like flowing water, bursting out in all directions.
Chu Hen and the three of them suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.
But the situation has not changed.
Instead, I became more nervous and palpitated.
It seemed like the next moment, a devastating battle was about to break out.
Everyone understands that once a martial arts master really goes out of his way to start a fight here, the nearly ten thousand people around the ring will be in trouble.
A flash of anger flashed in Qu Chuxiao's eyes.
It had been a long time since anyone had been so arrogant in front of him.
The sword at his waist, which had not been unsheathed for a long time, vibrated slightly.
He stretched out his hand.
It was an old hand like the bark of an orange tree, full of calluses and cracks.
The hand of [Wandering Divine Sword].
This hand held the hilt of the sword.
The killing time is about to begin.
At the moment when Qu Chuxiao was about to draw his sword.
A faint voice came from the arena.
"Hey, you guys really... don't even ask the people involved for their opinions."
Lin Beichen spoke.
He looked at Ding Sanshi and the others, and said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Master, do you think so little of me? Do you think I will be beaten to death by this piece of shit Jiang Ziliu?"
Ding Sanshi and others were slightly startled.
Chu Hen, who was outspoken, wanted to say on the spot: What do you think?
Jiang Ziliu was a legendary figure who traveled across the provinces and met with only one defeat.
A few years ago, he became a master of swordsmanship.
Nowadays, the cultivation level is even more unfathomable.
what do you?
Hello, little martial artist.
But of course this kind of words that "enhance others' prestige and destroy one's own ambition" cannot be said in public.
Jiang Ziliu just smiled and said nothing.
Lin Beichen had been called a 'dog thing' two or three times in a row, but he was not very angry in his heart.
If anyone else had done this, Jiang Ziliu would have been killed with a sword.
But what Lin Beichen said...
Let him be.
What's the point of arguing with a person who is destined to die?
Just listen to Lin Beichen continue: "Master, three directors, please step aside. I did not explain this matter to you in advance. It is my fault, but the black and white words on the life and death certificate were indeed signed by me.
No matter what the reason is for signing this life-and-death certificate, now that I have signed it, as a favored person favored by the Lord of the Sword, I will never go back on my word even if I have a million reasons."
After saying that, he bowed deeply on the ring.
Ding Sanshi and the other four people looked at Lin Beichen in astonishment, as if they were meeting this prodigal son for the first time.
This dude has grown up.
But it’s not the right time to grow up.
"But……"
What else did Ding Sanshi want to say.
Lin Beichen bowed again and said seriously: "Master, please have some confidence in your disciple."
Ding Sanshi fell silent.
"We retreat."
He turned around and walked towards the VIP spectator stand.
The pressure of a great master of swordsmanship was instantly restrained.
Chu Hen and the others looked at Lin Beichen and saw that there was no tragic or heroic expression on the prodigal son's face. Thinking about it again, they and others seemed to be worrying too much, thinking that this guy was afraid of death.
By nature, he would never do anything he was unsure of.
Maybe signing a life and death certificate is not an impulse?
"Be more careful."
Liu Qihai still couldn't help but give a warning.
Lin Beichen blinked and said, "Don't worry, Lao Liu, it's always been me, Lin Beichen, who bullies others. No one can bully me."
The three of them then calmed down and walked slowly towards the bottom of the ring.
"Hehehehe...are these three idiots just going to retreat like this?"
[Wandering Divine Sword] Qu Chuxiao was unyielding, with a sneer and sarcastic look on his face, his palm pressed on the hilt of the sword, and between his eyebrows, there was still a murderous look, and he had the potential to draw the sword to kill.
Chu Hen turned around, stared at him, made a bang, smashed his fists against each other, sparks flew everywhere, and sneered: "Why, do you really think I am afraid of you, a slave like you?"
A sarcastic look appeared at the corner of Qu Chuxiao's mouth, and he immediately reached out and drew his sword.
But then there was a faint light of the sword, which came out from the sword case, and a hand appeared unexpectedly, gently pressed on Qu Chuxiao's palm, and pressed the sword back into the scabbard.
.
It’s [Purple Lightning Divine Sword] Zhubishi.
"Second brother, step back."
The old man who was the leader of the Four Sword Slaves shook his head slightly and said: "Don't ruin the master's plan."
The murderous intention in Qu Chuxiao's heart had already reached its peak, but when he heard the word 'gongzi', a look of awe flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he stopped holding the sword. His terrifying energy instantly converged and relaxed.
He opened his sword hand.
Looking at Chu Hen and the others, he sneered and backed away slowly.
At this time, Qu Chuxiao suddenly felt that there was a special gaze on the stage, like a real person, looking at him.
He turned his head.
He saw the young man in a green shirt standing on the ring, staring at him like a dormant dragon beast suddenly opening its eyes. His eyes were not very sharp or fierce, but there was a strange feeling in his heart.
.
"I will kill you."
The young man on the ring suddenly spoke with a smile on his face.
If you don't say anything shocking, you will die.
"What?"
Qu Chuxiao thought she heard wrongly.
The young man in green shirt said every word: "Insult my teacher, I will kill you."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Qu Chuxiao seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.
He raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, okay, you are ambitious, little thing. In my eyes, you are just a little bug. I don't even need to draw my sword to kill you. Haha, as long as you can walk out of today's ring alive,
Although I welcome you to kill me, haha!"
"Then just wash up and wait patiently."
After Lin Beichen finished speaking, he turned around and ignored him.
Qu Chuxiao's heart was filled with murderous intent.
I find it ridiculous, but also annoying and hateful.
How dare a dog-like junior ant say such things to himself in public.
If it weren't for the assassin's special circumstances, he would have gone up, drew his sword, and chopped off the young man's head.
He secretly swore in his heart that he would wait for this to happen, but he would personally search for all the relatives and friends of this young man, draw his sword when he saw them, and kill them one by one.
With some calculation in mind, Qu Chuxiao glanced at Zhu Bishi again and nodded slowly.
He took a step back.
After one step, the breath all over his body dissipated like smoke in the wind.
The whole person disappeared like a drop of water into the ocean.
Everyone saw that he entered the crowd, but they could no longer find where he was, in front of whom, on whose shoulder, or behind whom!
"City Lord Cui, continue."
Zhen Conglong, deputy director of the Department of Education, said calmly.
Cui Hao took a deep look at Lin Beichen, then completely opened the scroll in his hand, held it in front of his chest, and read it out in front of everyone.
After the previous incident, everyone already knew the contents of the scroll, so they were not as surprised as before.
A tragic atmosphere of shared hatred permeated the crowd.
It was originally just an exchange match.
It's not about life or death.
It's just about honor.
But now it has evolved to this extent.
Even ordinary people are not fools. Judging from the strong performance of Zhu Bishi and Qu Chuxiao just now, Lin Beichen must have been forced to sign this life-and-death status.
They don't understand the world of the strong.
But he knew that Lin Beichen was bullied.
"Come on Lin Beichen!"
A girl wearing a black cloak who was huddled in the crowd suddenly shouted.
Then, from sparse and sporadic shouting to a complete explosion like a rolling thunder craze, it only took a few breaths.
This picture is amazing.
The atmosphere at the scene went from one extreme to another extreme in an instant.
Zhu Bishi stood in the crowd, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The cheers of a group of ants can never change anything.
On the arena.
"Classmate Lin, do you have anything else to say?"
Jiang Ziliu said with a smile.
"You piece of shit, Smiling Tiger."
Lin Beichen pouted and said, "Do you want to ask me if I have any last words?"
Jiang Ziliu smiled helplessly and said, "It can be understood that way."
"Pooh."
Lin Beichen said: "No."
Jiang Ziliu stretched out his hand and pressed it on the long sword hanging at his waist, and said, "Then please ask Mr. Lin for advice."
Lin Beichen raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute."
"Again?"
Jiang Ziliu released his sword hilt.
Lin Beichen said: "Bah... what I want to say is not my last words, but my endorsement."
As he spoke, the prodigal son rubbed the muscles on his face, cleared his throat, and squeezed out a few smiles on his face, finally settling on the smile he thought was the most beautiful.
Jiang Ziliu was confused.
Lin Beichen took out a scroll from his arms, cleared his throat, smiled sincerely at the people around the ring and the camera, and said: "This next advertisement may be a little bit...
Son..."
Jiang Ziliu was startled, and immediately he couldn't laugh or cry.
advertise?
At this time, do you still need to advertise?
You have to make money even if you die.
The citizens around who were originally very sad, angry and generous were also stunned, and then they couldn't help laughing.
The style of painting was once again taken astray.
"A century-old brand [Qianqueling], the industry's leading rouge and gouache chain store, has recently launched the 'Nanque' series of moisturizing creams. A large bottle only costs one gold coin and can be used for a whole year. I have tried it myself and it is absolutely refreshing and cool on the skin.
It’s much more cost-effective than practicing skin rejuvenation... Oh my god, all beauties, listen to me, buy it, buy it, buy it!"
"Hu Laoer Slaughterhouse purchases World of Warcraft crystal cores and skins at a price that is 10% higher than the market price throughout the year. There is no limit to the level of Warcraft..."
"More lubrication, less friction... Qin's Animal and Vegetable Oil Shop is safe and reliable, protecting your family's gastrointestinal health."
"When the flying thunder carriage starts, good things will happen... The largest private custom-made carriage shop in Fengyu Province, the flying thunder carriage shop offers year-round discounts. Ordering a carriage comes with a free traction beast."
"I know women better than women... Liufangcheng Women's Clothing Store is the number one professional women's custom-made clothing brand in Fengyu Province. It has customized phoenix feather dresses for the emperor's concubine."
"As long as you have a dream, you can also become a grand master... Hengshui Private School, the cradle of grand masters outside the academy, has trained four grand masters and two grand masters so far!"
“Everything is covered…canteen bun shop!”
Lin Beichen looked at the scroll and read dozens of scrolls in one go.
The audience, who were still laughing at first, gradually became frozen in expression.
This piece of shit is making so much money by advertising so much at once?
The value is insane.
Even Chu Hen and others covered their faces.
never mind.
Don't save this kid.
Let Jiang Ziliu beat him to death.
So fucking embarrassing.
Cui Hao's expression on the VIP viewing platform changed again and again.
Does this count as death for money?
But thinking that Lin Beichen was really pitiful after the life and death certificate had been signed, Cui Hao was still patient and did not interrupt. He also prevented other staff members from interrupting and allowed Lin Beichen to continue advertising.
"Woooooooo, brother Beichen must be trying to earn enough living expenses for us before going on the road... It's so touching."
Han Buhua said with tears in his eyes.
Qianqian and Qianqian's eyes were also moist.
Xiao Binggan's mood swings were obviously not that big. When he heard the four words "cafeteria buns" - especially the last two words, there was actually drool at the corner of his mouth.
Snapped!
A hairy slap hit Xiao Binggan's buttocks.
Waves rise and fall.
Xiao Binggan only felt the pain as if on fire, and turned around to glare: "Guang Jiang, what are you doing?"
Guang-chan looked fierce, and wrote on the writing board on his chest: "Master is going to die, cry, you're going to fucking cry to me..."
Xiao Binggan wiped his saliva and said: "I think my brother will never lose. As the saying goes, good people don't live long, but harm will last for thousands of years. I..."
Snapped!
Mousepaw slapped harder.
Xiao Binggan's buttocks felt turbulent again.
And this slap is
Really hard work.
Xiao Binggan howled in pain and burst into tears.
Guang Jiang nodded with satisfaction and wrote: "Yes, that's it, cry for me!"
Tang Tian in the crowd, holding a notebook, wrote straightly: There is great terror between life and death, and how to face the terror and adjust one's optimistic attitude is the most important!
After writing this article, Tang Tian was extremely satisfied.
He felt that this insight was the most valuable.
"Everyone is worried about gifts. I give you Arctic seal oil... the tomb lamp oil refined from the corpse oil of the Arctic murderers of the Aurora Empire will last for hundreds of years and bring eternal light to your family members buried underground!"
Lin Beichen read the penultimate advertisement loudly on the ring.
He cleared his throat and put the scroll away.
"Thank you for listening patiently, no need to applaud...haha."
At this point, his tone paused.
His expression suddenly became serious.
The style of painting is starting to get back on track.
I saw Lin Beichen flicking up his elastic robe, stroking his hair, making close-up freeze-frame expressions for different [Clear Eyes] lenses, and then solemnly said: "Next, I want to say something very important. It
It may be related to the future of the entire Yunmeng City..."
Wow!
There was a sudden cry of exclamation around the arena.
Seeing the prodigal son speaking so seriously, everyone's hearts trembled for some reason.
"us……"
"Yunmeng City..."
"Western suburbs..."
"Xiao Xishan..."
Lin Beichen spoke slowly and slowly, one sentence at a time.
Many people wanted to beat him to death instantly.
But I still have to endure it.
Even Jiang Ziliu was attracted.
"Found……"
"A..."
"Blackstone veins!"
After Lin Beichen finished speaking, his tone paused slightly.
Under the arena, there was silence.
After a while, there was a loud noise.
"What?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"Xuanshi vein? What is it? Can it be eaten?"
"Pah! You foodie, that is a priceless treasure, more expensive than gold. A piece of black stone can buy all four of your beautiful wives."
"real or fake?"
The crowd suddenly erupted uncontrollably, like a lit firecracker thrown into a fermenting cesspool.
People who know the importance of black stones cannot contain the shock in their hearts.
Cui Hao, Ying Wuji, Zhen Conglong and other VIPs on the viewing platform stood up almost at the same time after Wei Wei paused. The expressions on their faces were like a sacred mountain collapsing in front of them.
No matter how difficult it is to control yourself.
Among the crowd below, several powerful energy fluctuations also appeared suddenly and disappeared in a flash.
Even Zhu Bishi couldn't help but have a look of shock flash across his face.
Blackstone veins!
If it is true, it would be a big deal for Jingvatron.
It was enough to shock the entire empire.
Ding Sanshi and others were not too surprised because they had been mentally prepared before.
Only Wu Fenggu's fat body was shaking violently.
Although he was mentally prepared, when the news really broke, he couldn't help but tremble, excitement, fear, worry and other emotions surged in, overwhelming him.
He knew very well that from this moment on, he would really start to face the storm.
Can you survive it?
His eyes were fixed on the young man in green clothes on the ring.
He seems so unreliable.
But it's so reliable.
I heard this young man say loudly again: "Don't get excited yet, let me tell you something very regrettable..."
Jiang Ziliu suddenly felt an inspiration flashing through his mind, and couldn't help blurting out: "What's the regret? Is the Xuanshi vein fake?"
"Pooh."
Lin Beichen was furious and said: "You bitch, you can doubt my character, but you can't doubt my black stone veins."
"your?"
Jiang Ziliu was stunned.
"Eh? It's great to be praised."
Lin Beichen nodded approvingly and said: "Yes, the Xiaoxishan Xuanshi vein already belongs to me. Its surname is Lin. You have no chance to fight for it. Hahahaha, are you surprised, not irritated, not surprised?"
Jiang Ziliu was silent for a moment and said, "This joke is not funny."
Lin Beichen chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter how you interpret it."
He downloaded the silver sword from [Baidu Map] with his backhand, held the sword in his hand, and said: "Come on, don't waste time by grinding and whining, let's start fighting, everyone can't wait..."
Jiang Ziliu: "..."
Who is wasting time?
He put his backhand on the sword at his waist.
A powerful sword energy soared into the sky.
At this moment, the gentleness in Jiang Ziliu's body suddenly changed and turned into a sharp murderous intention. Traces of thunder and lightning visible to the naked eye filled the whole body, appearing and disappearing, brewing terrifying energy!
This is the true style of [Thousand-Faced Divine Sword].
Lin Beichen held up his silver sword upside down.
Although it's a piece of shit in one mouthful, I have to admit that this piece of shit is ten thousand times stronger than that piece of shit Wang Zhong.
In the past, I wasted so much time on advertising, but it failed to anger Jiang Ziliu as much as I imagined.
During the whole process, Jiang Ziliu was not impatient at all.
Such a person really has nothing to say except that he is determined to kill himself.
"Can you catch my three swords?"
Lin Beichen asked questions habitually.
Jiang Ziliu nodded firmly and said, "Yes."
Oh ho ho?
So sure?
Lin Beichen laughed.
Jiang Ziliu said: "So, are you going to use the fourth sword?"
"No."
Lin Beichen smiled secretly: "I don't believe it."
The words were not spoken yet.
call out!
A sword thrust out.
Silver light flashes.
The sword energy roared.
This was the sword he used to defeat Gao Ping.
The sword comes out.
Like a flash of light.
Seemingly slow but actually urgent.
It contains a strange illusion that confuses the visual senses.
Everyone hasn’t reacted yet——
Ding ding ding!
Just an inch in front of Jiang Ziliu, sparks of sword light suddenly burst out, flashing crazily like meteors from the sky.
That was Lin Beichen's sword energy.
This time, some great martial arts masters finally saw it clearly.
When Lin Beichen thrust out his sword, he was obviously still several meters away from Jiang Ziliu, but in fact, there were invisible sword shadows that had already stabbed ahead of the sword body and struck in front of Jiang Ziliu.
It's sword energy.
Because of the flying sparks, the originally invisible shadow of the sword energy was highlighted and outlined between the brightness and extinction of light and shadow.
"I see!"
The high ground in the viewing area suddenly jumped up.
He finally knew why he didn't block Lin Beichen's sword.
My nerve reaction is too slow.
Even the mental power cannot catch this sword.
However, now that he saw the trajectory of the sword shadow, he seemed to have gradually outlined a way to resist it.
But when I thought about it more carefully, a layer of fine beads of sweat began to appear on my forehead and temples. After a moment, I let out a cry of sorrow, opened my mouth and sprayed out an arrow of blood, and my whole face looked pale and exhausted.
"No, it still doesn't work..."
He murmured.
On the arena.
Lin Beichen had already thrust out his second sword.
Sword two.
Jiang Ziliu still stood motionless.
But I don't know when, a thundercloud quietly appeared in front of Bai Yi.
The dark blue clouds roll, change, and evaporate, just like the formations of nature. They appear to be amorphous, but in fact, their general shape remains unchanged, and they are all like round shields.
At the same time, there are streaks of pale silver lightning that are looming deep in the clouds, as if they are mysterious patterns that flow divine power outlined by the hands of gods. They are beautiful and contain great mysteries.
This Thunder Cloud Silver Lightning Flying Shield has three sides in total.
It danced around Jiang Ziliu's body, forming an arc of light.
"Transform mystery into armor!"
Among the crowd, Chu Hen shouted lowly.
Martial arts masters can turn the mysterious energy into armor and armor, which is a great power. This is a secret technique among secrets. Once it is used, the place covered by the mysterious energy armor will be almost invulnerable, just like an immortal body.
Turning mystery into armor can be regarded as the sign of a great martial arts master.
Could it be that Jiang Ziliu is already a powerful martial arts master?
If this is the case, then Lin Beichen is really in trouble today.
Pan Weimin and Liu Qihai's expressions instantly turned gloomy.
They really couldn't imagine that Lin Beichen could make a comeback.
Unless the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian, can possess me again and take care of me.
But being possessed by a spirit is not as easy as going to a brothel and ordering an oiran.
On the arena.
The battle continues.
Lin Beichen's second sword has an extremely strange angle.
The shadowless sword energy is even more difficult to guard against.
However, they were all blocked by three flying shields with thunder clouds and lightning patterns as they whirled around!
Ding ding ding!
Clusters of sword light and sparks had no place to hide before thunder clouds and lightning patterns flew away.
Jian Er was also blocked.
There was no trace of surprise on Lin Beichen's face.
He did not hesitate and drew his sword for the third time.
Turn stabs into cuts.
laugh!
In the air, a pale silver sword light cut through the air like a thin line.
Wherever it passed, the air was torn like cloth.
Unlike when he defeated Yu Jiajun, Lin Beichen's sword three this time was obviously much more powerful.
It's because it incorporates some silver spirit and small fire profound energy.
This was one of the reasons why he gave up the heavy virtue sword and chose a silver sword.
The shadowless sword turned into a visible sword in order to become stronger.
When others see this silver sword line, they will subconsciously think it is the light of the sword body.
A hint of approval flashed across Jiang Ziliu's eyes.
"Good swordsmanship."
he praised.
The next moment——
Tsk tsk tsk!
There were three thin sounds like tearing cloth.
The Thunder Cloud Silver Lightning Flying Shield was cut into four in an instant.
It was obviously a silver sword light, but when it touched the ton surface, it suddenly shook and separated another one on the left and right. The line of sword light turned into a cross sword light, cutting the three flying shields into twelve pieces!
There was a sudden cry of exclamation around the arena.
Lin Beichen was actually going to win.
Even Ding Sanshi's eyes flashed with joy.
Lin Beichen's understanding of Jian San exceeded his imagination.
Sword Three also has another name, called Strong Cutting Sword Style.
A single sword strike can cut through even the hardest object in the world.
If Jiang Ziliu's extremely defensive [Thunder Cloud Silver Lightning Flying Shield] can be broken, the situation will not be as passive as before, and maybe we can actually gain a chance of victory.
However, the corners of [Purple Lightning Divine Sword] Zhu Bishi's mouth curved with a hint of sarcasm.
On the arena.
The cross sword light of the Three of Swords cut across Jiang Ziliu's figure.
But in the next moment, the figure disappeared like a phantom.
What was struck was the phantom that remained in place after moving at high speed.
So……
Where are the real people?
"careful……"
Chu Hen's voice sounded from under the ring.
Lin Beichen had no time to react, and suddenly felt a huge force coming from his left shoulder, hitting it hard.
He felt as if half of his body had been shattered, severe pain came from him, and his body stumbled forward involuntarily.
But there was no confusion in his heart, and he reacted very quickly. He held the sword in his right hand and thrust the sword behind him without looking back.
Sword One.
laugh!
The whistling sound of sword energy pierced the air.
This sword still pierces the air.
But this was within Lin Beichen's expectation.
He used his left heel as the axis, the mysterious energy circulated within his body, his body suddenly and incredibly rotated 180 degrees, and the silver sword in his hand slashed out again.
Three of Swords!
Visible sword light cut out of the sky.
Jiang Ziliu, who followed him like a shadow, flashed again and distanced himself.
Lin Beichen used [Stealing Incense and Stealing Jade Step] and also retreated at the same time.
"You can not."
Jiang Ziliu stood ten meters away, shaking his head slowly.
The sword in his hand was not unsheathed.
The huge force that hit Lin Beichen's left shoulder just now was caused by the scabbard whipping.
The white clothes are flowing, and the face is elegant and elegant.
Jiang Ziliu said with a cold face: "Even now, you still haven't exploded your profound energy? I know that your orange-red flame is extremely powerful. It's a unique skill. Let's show it out."
Lin Beichen smiled faintly: "You are not worthy yet."
This guy is pretending to be very stiff.
But there is no way.
Who would be willing to run naked in public unless absolutely necessary?
When Jiang Ziliu heard this answer, it was difficult to understand Lin Beichen's brain circuit.
He no longer tried to persuade, but said slowly: "Lin Beichen, you have at most three chances to take action, show your true strength, otherwise, this battle will come to an end."
Lin Beichen stopped talking.
[Crazy Tactics of Reverse Blood and Qi Movement] is activated instantly.
A faint layer of blood light, like a flame, wraps around the body.
This is caused by the blood energy being stimulated.
But it is quite similar to the orange-red mysterious flame power he used before.
With the support of the secret technique of Mad War, Lin Beichen's power increased dramatically.
At the same time, Xuan Qi circulates retrogradely in the body.
The aura of a first-level grandmaster instantly surged to that of a second-level master.
at the same time--
"Invincible is so, so lonely, invincible is so, so empty..."
[NetEase Cloud Music] app is opened at the same time.
What is playing is this BGM song that has the most powerful single-unit amplification power.
Lin Beichen's momentum soared again.
Straight to the edge of the third-level martial arts realm.
Touched this level of power.
The spectators around him could not help but feel their hearts beating wildly.
What the fuck is this?
Can you forcibly improve the cultivation level of two realms in an instant?
Divine magic?
"To be honest, before I really take action, I have thought of many strange ways to deal with you... I guarantee that you will be in a state of ecstasy."
Lin Beichen grinned.
His body has reached an extremely loaded state.
If the strength is increased any more, the physical body will collapse.
He looked at Jiang Ziliu and said: "But now, I want to give it a try. How terrifying is the combat power of your [Thousand-faced Divine Sword]... Don't you want to see the fourth sword?"
Lin Beichen made a strange starting move.
"as you wish!"
The voice fell.
Lin Beichen stabbed out with his sword.
This sword is slow and steady.
It's like slowly handing the sword blade to the opponent.
Many people around the ring looked puzzled.
But Jiang Ziliu's handsome and beautiful face in the ring finally showed a hint of admiration.
"Good swordsmanship."
he praised.
Canglang!
The long sword in the box was finally unsheathed.
It was an ink sword as black as coal.
With a sword in his hand, Jiang Ziliu suddenly opened up his momentum, facing Lin Beichen's thrusting sword, and slowly drew out the sword.
Fight slow against slow!
Only a true master of martial arts will understand what kind of power this slowly extended sword contains.
Lifting weights is the most important thing.
A heavy weight is a light weight.
Lift as lightly as heavy as possible.
This is the first time that Slow Sword has appeared in the eyes of ordinary citizens.
But in the eyes of martial arts masters, it is the third level.
The power of the sword bursts out, and the Qi machine locks the opponent, forcing him to confront him head-on and unable to dodge. At the moment of the collision, power and murderous intent pour out like a flash flood!
This is the secret of Slow Sword.
It's too late, it's faster than that!
On the arena.
The tips of the black sword and the silver sword collided.
In an instant, both heaven and earth were silent.
As if the hand of a god suddenly pressed the space bar.
The picture freezes for a moment that is astonishing.
Then the next moment, where the sword tip was, the air condensed crazily.
The sight and picture suddenly distorted inward.
Then it suddenly expanded outward again.
The layers of silver and black haloes between the electric light and stone fire are constantly connected and spreading alternately outwards crazily.
The terrifying force constantly hits the formation shield and enchantment power around the arena.
boom!
Finally, a deafening roar exploded.
A dazzling and terrifying light burst out from where the two swords struck each other.
The last scene that remained in everyone's sight was the silver sword, which suddenly softened like a snake, and then broke and flew like a liquid...
"Ah, my ears are deafened."
"Eyes, my eyes..."
There was a scream.
The huge sound and dazzling light that erupted in the arena suddenly caused many spectators around to feel severe pain in their ears and eyes at the same time, as if they were suddenly deafened and blinded.
"not good."
"Extreme activation formation."
"quick!"
The formation masters and alchemists who had been waiting in the vacuum area around the arena immediately rushed forward, used secret techniques, and used all their strength to activate the formations and barriers blessed in the arena.
This is not a confrontation between two junior students.
This is clearly a life and death showdown between martial arts masters.
terrible.
At this moment, no one could sit down anymore.
Everyone stood up.
Thousands of eyes looked towards the arena in response to the dazzling brilliance.
Even if it's the severe pain of being stabbed in the eye.
Who's winning?
These three words flashed wildly in everyone's minds.
I don't know how long it took.
The light on the arena gradually dissipated.
Faintly, facing the gradually thinning light, you can see a tall and graceful figure, as straight as a javelin, standing majestic and motionless.
The wind blows.
That is a white robe.
The person standing is Jiang Ziliu.
He held an ink sword in his hand.
The clothes are like snow and the sword is like ink.
This [Thousand-Faced Divine Sword] is still unparalleled in beauty and has a steady aura.
Only the white clothes on the side of his right shoulder were cracked with a sword mark.
But it didn't hurt the skin at all.
Not even the lining was cut.
"Jiang Ziliu won..."
I don't know who it was, so I exclaimed.
In a martial arts battle, a battle of life and death, in the end the winner will naturally stand and the loser will lie down.
"No……"
From the crowd, there was a heartbreaking cry.
A girl wearing a black hoodie flew towards the ring crazily.
The strong wind blew over the hood.
On a pure and beautiful face, crystal tears shimmered in the sunlight, wiping the skin that could be broken by blows, and flew into the air behind her.
It's Ye Weiyang.
"Back off."
A beam of energy containing destructive murderous intent shot through the air and attacked the girl.
"In the arena of life and death, those who interfere will die."
The one who took action was Qu Chuxiao, the second of the four great sword slaves, [Wandering Divine Sword].
But Ye Weiyang acted as if he hadn't seen him before, and didn't dodge and still rushed towards the ring.
Ding!
A flash of silver sword light, slanting from behind, came first and last.
It was like hitting metal, shattering Qu Chuxiao's sword energy.
At the critical moment, Ding Sanshi took action.
The figure of the old swordsman flashed like a ghost and came behind Ye Weiyang, holding the girl's shoulders.
However, a terrifying force that even the old swordsman had not expected slowly revived in Ye Weiyang's body, with the potential to explode in an instant and destroy the world.
"this……"
The old swordsman was so shocked that he quickly said: "Don't be impatient, he is still alive..."
Then he pulled Ye Weiyang's figure and landed on the ground.
When looking up.
At the edge of the arena shield, a blood-colored 'Tai'-shaped object was sunk deeply into the shield and was slowly sliding down from the light wall of the shield.
Wherever it slipped, a thick trail of blood was left on the light wall.
Snap!
The figure landed on the arena floor.
The arena was already as if it had been scratched by an iron plow. It was full of pits, tatters, unevenness, and broken stone slabs.
The blood instantly dyed the ground red and condensed into bloody mud.
Lin Beichen's injuries were so serious that they were simply too horrific to look at.
Especially the blood gushing all over his body gave people the impression that all the bones in this man's body were broken.
"Fourth..."
Zhu Bishi under the stage couldn't help but shout.
Precious blood.
If this precious blood flows like this, wouldn't it be wasted?
Kill him quickly.
Put an end to this one-sided massacre.
He is urging.
But Jiang Ziliu's expression was a little strange.
He still stood there, letting the wind blow his long hair, looking at the figure that was almost a ball of flesh ten meters away, and waited quietly.
"I……"
Lin Beichen's figure slumped on the ground moved his fingers slightly.
"I... I'm going to... punch your lungs out."
His tone was vague and authentic.
He supported his remaining body with his hands and climbed up slowly.
In my mind, a voice sounded——
"Your [Phaseless Sword Bone] has entered the realm of 'Bronze Sword Bone'..."
An unknown force came from nowhere and began to repair his body quickly.
It’s really a damn bronze sword bone.
Who the hell created this technique? Why is it the same as the rank of King of Glory?
Lin Beichen complained in his heart.
He stood up slowly but firmly.
The green shirt was torn, stained with blood and mud.
His black hair was spread wildly.
Underfoot was a mixture of blood, water and soil, exuding the smell of scarlet blood.
Underneath the messy hair, that face was completely intact.
Still as handsome as a god.
"call……"
Lin Beichen slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The advanced power after entering the [Bronze Sword Bone] has completely repaired his body.
"Fortunately, I tried my best to protect my face and my handsome appearance was preserved!"
He dipped his hands in the blood on his body, lifted up his long hair, used the blood as hair wax, ran his hands along the temples and forehead, and smoothed it back, turning the messy hair into a bloody back.
The blood can flow and the head can be severed.
Your hair must not be messy.
This simple act of pretense, on such an occasion and at such a time, possessed a magical charm that made everyone, including Jiang Ziliu, tremble slightly in their hearts.
The girls in the harem fan group were almost suffocated.
So handsome.
She is simply evil and charming.
"It looks like you can still fight."
Jiang Ziliu said slowly.
"do not fight."
Lin Beichen waved his hand and said: "It hurts so damn much... It's still fun to cheat."
"Um?"
Jiang Ziliu was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.
But he still solemnly said: "In that round just now, it was because your sword was of average quality and far inferior to my Mo sword, so we were defeated so miserably. I can't take advantage of your power to kill you, but next time
, whether you fight or not, whether you take action or not, I will kill you."
Lin Beichen's figure began to tremble.
Of course it's not because of fear.
But he is laughing.
"Hahahahaha..."
He fixed his bloody back again and said with a big smile: "Okay, based on what you just said, I will spare your life today... Well, originally I didn't want to expose my true strength, after all, it would scare the children.
Sorry, but since you insist on forcing me..."
His laughter suddenly stopped and he said: "Forget it, I'm showing off my cards. My relationship with the goddess is actually...hehehehe, your Majesty, the great master of swords, please give me your artifact!"
He looked up to the sky and shouted.
At the same time, reach out to the sky.
In the mind, consciousness drives the mobile phone.
Open the Taobao app, enter the ‘Purchased’ page, and click the button that just appeared——
"Sign for receipt!"
In the void, a black space vortex appeared.
There is no power.
But it is a real space distortion.
Everything went as Lin Beichen expected.
In the black hole with a diameter of less than half a meter, a silver-white object slowly flew down and fell into his hands.
"Ding!"
"This purchase is completed, and the buyer's reputation points have been accumulated to 1 point."
The crisp sound of the mobile phone app sounded.
Lin Beichen looked at the gun in his hand.
silver.
Such as the classic pistol on earth [Desert Eagle].
It's heavy to start with, weighing a thousand pounds.
It feels perfect in the hand and fits every inch of the palm.
My first experience of Taobao shopping, the [Snowy Eagle] artifact worth 100,000 gold coins finally arrived.