Lin Beichen pointed the snow-silver [Snowy Eagle] in his right hand and pointed at the slowly disappearing black hole in the sky with his left hand, laughing wildly: "Stupid human being, now you should understand the relationship between me and the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mianxia... Wow
Ha ha ha ha!"
Jiang Ziliu has a black line on his forehead.
He looked at Lin Beichen as if he were an idiot.
"What the hell are you doing?"
He was quite speechless.
He thought he was used to Lin Beichen's extravagance, but Jiang Ziliu found that he still couldn't keep up with this person's rhythm.
Clam?
Lin Beichen looked at Jiang Ziliu, and then at the [Snowy Eagle] in his hand: "Didn't you see the black hole that suddenly appeared just now, and the magical weapon in my hand?"
Jiang Ziliu frowned and said, "Artifact? Black hole? What is that? I didn't see anything."
Should I make a big deal?
Lin Beichen was shocked at that time.
Just kidding.
He subconsciously turned his head and looked around the arena.
I found that the way most people looked at me was similar to Jiang Ziliu.
It's like looking at a psychopath.
"Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid?"
Zhu Bishi sneered: "You can't escape death like this."
"It's over, it's over..."
Han Buhui said: "Brother Lin was beaten stupid again."
Well?
Why use it?
Ding Sanshi, Chu Hen and others felt their hearts pounding.
broken.
At the critical moment, the prodigal son's brain disease broke out.
There were crystal tears in Ye Weiyang's beautiful eyes.
At this time, the girl priest's heart was completely tied to Lin Beichen. She never looked away for a moment, clenching her pink fists, trying her best to control her emotions...
Tang Tian bit the tip of his pen and thought for a while, then wrote a line of words in his notebook.
"It is not a shame to act crazy and act stupid in order to survive. This requires strong psychological endurance. Always remember that there is no need to worry about having no firewood to burn the green hills."
After writing, he closed the notebook.
How should Lin Beichen survive?
Most people around him were not really surprised that Lin Beichen recovered so quickly from such a serious injury.
Especially those who know Lin Beichen.
Because of the intelligence they had received before, this little dude possesses a powerful restorative combat skill that can make people who die frequently recover in an instant, so there is nothing to be surprised about.
Zhu Bishi's eyes lit up.
He suddenly didn't want Lin Beichen to die.
If you arrest this prodigal son, draw his blood every time until he is half dead, and then let him recover, won't you be able to enjoy endless precious blood forever?
What a great idea.
The old man got excited
coming.
On the arena.
Lin Beichen fell into confusion.
What the hell...
Could it be that these people not only couldn't see the black hole that appeared in the sky, but also couldn't see the pistol falling from the sky?
Then who the hell am I going to jerk off to for a while?
In other words, my impressive performance just now actually had no effect at all?
It's like the sand sculpture version of those actors in the previous life on Earth who performed against a green screen without special effects?
A strong sense of humiliation instantly overwhelmed Lin Beichen.
My forever famous name.
Lin Beichen looked at the gun in his hand.
This is not [Snowy Eagle].
This is [Sand Sculpture Eagle], right?
A deep sense of melancholy emerged in my heart.
"never mind……"
Lin Beichen sighed, looked at Jiang Ziliu, and said: "Don't be so useless. The move I am going to perform next is the strongest strike I have ever made. Be prepared. If
If you can’t do anything about this move..."
Another flash of light flashed in Jiang Ziliu's mind and he said: "Then you will automatically admit defeat and wait for death?"
"Pooh."
Lin Beichen cursed: "Am I that kind of person? Then I will think of other ways.
Jiang Ziliu:≡￣﹏￣≡.
"Come on, I'll give you a chance to take action."
He held his sword in front of his chest.
Lin Beichen nodded.
Then he asked in his mind: Xiaoji, please take a look at the product introduction and how to use this gun.
"Okay, Master."
After about three breaths, he replied: "Master, inject enough profound energy to generate mysterious energy bullets, then aim at the target and pull the trigger."
"It's that simple?"
"Yes, it's that simple."
Lin Beichen took a deep breath.
No wonder the Taobao app didn’t sell bullets at that time.
It is indeed a magically modified pistol.
Using Xuanqi to generate it, doesn’t that mean you can have unlimited bullets?
"Wow ha ha ha ha……"
Lin Beichen laughed.
Raise your hand.
The sand sculpture... the eagle in the snow, aimed at Jiang Ziliu.
In everyone's eyes, what they saw was that he pointed his index finger at his opponent with a strange hook-like gesture.
What kind of sword seal is this?
It's very funny and hilarious.
Lin Beichen didn't care that much.
Move the mysterious energy and inject it into the pistol.
Then the next moment, he almost blurted out and started moaning.
The profound energy in the body is like a bursting dam, being crazily absorbed by the [Snowy Eagle]. This is different from the mobile phone.
When downloading the software, it is almost exactly the same, and the level of profound energy pouring is no less impressive.
I’m a fool!
Forgot a key issue.
How much profound energy does it take to shoot a pistol?
You won't be squeezed dry, right?
Lin Beichen was horrified.
Fortunately, in the next moment, when one-third of the silver flame profound energy in the body was extracted, the patterns on the Snowy Eagle Gun began to show a faint light like circuits.
The trigger, which had been motionless, could now be pulled.
Lin Beichen had masturbated in his last life.
He is very clear about the basic principle of three points and one line.
The gun was pointed at Jiang Ziliu's forehead.
After a pause, he moved to his left shoulder.
I told him to spare his life.
Then you must stay.
The only suspense is, how powerful is this shot?
The time has come to witness the miracle.
"Friends, times have changed."
Pull the trigger.
Bang!
There was a loud bang like thunder.
The terrifying sound waves suddenly exploded, centered on Lin Beichen's raised right hand.
Silver bullets were drawn out of the barrel.
At this moment, Jiang Ziliu's heart suddenly felt a sense of danger that he had never experienced before, as if the sickle of death had hooked his neck.
He wanted to dodge.
But it's meaningless.
A cloud of blood instantly exploded on his left shoulder.
In the blood mist, Jiang Ziliu's left arm turned into powder and disappeared.
He didn't react at all.
And at the same time——
"Ahhhh..."
Amid the panicked shouts, Lin Beichen's body suddenly flew backwards, and once again hit the ring formation wall behind him hard, creating a clear "wood" shape...
Then it bounces back to the ground.
Damn it.
"The recoil is so strong?"
He screamed in his heart.
This is a damn pistol, not an AWM sniper rifle.
When he looked up again, Lin Beichen's mouth widened.
One of Jiang Ziliu's arms was blown off?
this……
It's too powerful.
It seemed that Jiang Ziliu had no room to react at all.
If what I had just aimed at was the center of Jiang Ziliu's eyebrows...
Then he has really become a headless corpse now.
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Yesterday was too long, so today I will make it shorter.